Chapter 1015 Wasted Expressions

"This... this, the first grade of Huang Jie...!"

"Are you sure it's the first grade of Huang Jie?"

"Are you kidding me?!"

Zhou Hao collapsed again, unexpectedly, the grade of this sword was even lower than the one just now!

"Are you making any noise?"

He looked at the jasper sword and was really speechless.

Afterwards, he kept rummaging through the pile of sword treasures, trying one sword after another, checking their grades one by one.

"The second-grade golden sword of the Huang rank..."

"Yellow-rank fifth-rank dragon bone sword..."

"The third-grade Qingfeng Sword of the Huang rank..."

"Huang-rank first-grade black iron sword..."

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After looking through the pile of swords, Zhou Hao was greatly disappointed. Among the swords in the pile, the sword with the highest grade was only the fifth grade of Huang rank.

What he originally thought was, no matter what, the treasures in Haotian Realm also started from the immortal stage, right?

But looking at it now, what the hell is this? !

It's absolutely insane, it's hell.

"This pile of broken swords!"

"Waste my expression!"

Zhou Hao immediately cursed angrily, feeling extremely upset.

A bunch of swords were violently pushed down by him and fell to the ground, making a piercing sound.

This noisy voice echoed and magnified in the underground palace, and it went on for a long time, as if the underground palace was scolding Zhou Hao back.

Just behind him, on a delicate vase taller than a person, there was a little guy with a purple body, who was watching him carefully choose the sword, but he suddenly became irritable, and the little guy was startled and squeaked fell into a vase.

"what!"

Zhou Hao suddenly heard a strange noise behind him, so he hurriedly turned around, and saw behind him was a large and exquisite vase, the style was ancient and luxurious, it looked like a royal thing.

He looked at the vase, and before he could take a closer look, he heard a thud-dump-dump sound coming from inside the vase, as well as a small and cute cry of "咘咘咘嘎", like some kind of animal. cry.

"It's this voice!"

Zhou Hao's heart suddenly brightened, and he suddenly remembered that this voice was the one that echoed in that passage just now?

He was sure, it was this voice!

When I was sitting on Jinshan just now, I heard exactly this voice!

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao directly put the vase down, and then threw a flame into the vase, which immediately illuminated the dark interior of the vase, but it was empty, how could there be any animals?

No, it's not empty talk, although there are no strange animals, but there seems to be something dark, which seems not simple.

Zhou Hao's eyes lit up, and he let out a gust of wind, rolling out the black object at the bottom of the vase.

At this time, in the other corner of the underground palace, in an empty place, suddenly "fluttered", a small cloud of purple smoke appeared, and in the purple smoke, a little guy with a purple body appeared, it was the one who was scared out of his wits by Zhou Hao Elf.

After the little guy showed up, he gasped for breath, looking like he was still in shock, and seemed to be really frightened.

"咘咘咘吱~咘咘咘吱~"

The little guy is panting again and again, so cute.

On Zhou Hao's side, that guy was holding a black box and looked at it with envy. The whole body of the box was black and it should be made of a kind of magical wood. It was rectangular and engraved with delicate and mysterious patterns. is unusual.

Moreover, this box still seems to exude a gloomy and dangerous atmosphere, it must be a treasure!