Chapter 2075

"Is this...?"

All the people were stunned when they fixed their eyes.

No matter how you look at it, it's a string of ordinary bells that can't be more ordinary. There's no fairy spirit or even a trace of aura. It's just a mortal thing!

But how is this possible?

How did this cornucopia fall to mortals?

Such a situation has never happened in the past treasure falling ceremonies. Although the former Wuling God King only fell on a token, it is useless, but it is forged with spiritual materials at least and belongs to the cultivator.

Many people have fallen into some strange things, but none of them is mortal!

Besides, with the boy's luck, how could he fall into a mortal thing?

Not to mention ordinary practitioners, even the sworn enemies, such as the alliance of 100 nationalities and Prince Taixu, are stunned at the moment.

They never thought that such a situation would happen.

The Lingbao Taoist priest also looked strange. He couldn't believe it. He opened his eyes and kept looking at the string of bells to see what happened.

But no matter how many times you inquire, this is a mortal thing!

He is also the Taoist master of Lingbao heaven. He is the best at identifying treasures and will never lose sight of them.

"How could this happen?"

"This shouldn't be!"

Everyone whispered and whispered.

"I see, this boy must have run out of luck, so he fell into such a mortal thing!"

In the hundred ethnic camp, someone sneered.

"Ha ha! That's right. The boy was so lucky before, so now it's time for him to have bad luck!"

In the crowd, Wu Lingshen Jun laughed.

At this moment, let alone how happy and happy he was!

He fell into that piece of garbage and was laughed at many times. Now he finally has worse luck than him. It's the boy he hates most. There's nothing more soothing for him.

Many practitioners showed approval after listening to it.

It's really possible!

After all, the boy was so lucky in the past. There were several supreme weapons, not to mention the last time in Tianpeng mountain, a fairy medicine was sent to the door. Such luck was just a little against the sky.

In this world, there is no reason to be lucky all the time. There will always be bad luck.

"Ha ha! I didn't expect that the person with the worst luck would be him at this treasure falling ceremony!"

"Hey! Who can think of it!"

People were greatly moved.

"Ha ha! You see, boy, I've finally eaten flat! That's great! I've never had such a good time in my life!"

Wu Lingshen patted his thigh and smiled at the eldest brother of Wushen mountain behind him.

On the other side of the hundred nationalities, there were bursts of laughter.

All the practitioners of the hundred nationalities have a winning face, just like a winner's posture.

Among them, the legendary armor obtained by the son of the night clan alone can crush almost everyone, not to mention a mere mortal thing of the boy.

This time, the biggest winner of the treasure dropping ceremony was their 100 ethnic alliance.

They finally won the boy in the battle.

They are also as happy as the Wuling God King, and have a feeling of revenge.

"What the hell!"

"Lord, I'm sure I didn't wash my face today!"

Tu Shan's four monsters whispered on the side of the fortune gate.

The elders also looked a little black.

"This..."

The rain teacher Yan stared at the beautiful eyes with a look of amazement.

When the film rang, she puffed and laughed and said, "it's nothing. It's normal to be unlucky occasionally!"

Childe Li also smiled and couldn't help laughing.

Tang Hao stood there, looking at the string of bells in the basin, frowning tightly.

He has looked at it countless times. It is indeed a mortal thing, but how can it be a mortal thing?

What is the cause and effect of this string of bells?

The person who owns this string of bells should be a mortal, but most of the mortals he contacts are people on earth. After coming to Qiyuan, he also contacts practitioners.

How could he have a cause and effect relationship with such a string of bells?

At the moment, he was full of confusion.

While meditating, he slowly stretched out his hand and picked up the string of bells.

The bell is purple, made of ordinary iron, with a red rope strung on it.

Tang Hao looked more carefully, but he still had no impression.

"Tang Xiaoyou, you don't have to be persistent. There are countless causes and effects on everyone. Especially if we practitioners live for a long time, there will be more causes and effects on us. You can't guess which cause and effect this is."

The master of Lingbao road smiled.

Tang Hao smiled, but he couldn't be relieved.

He shook his hand gently and shook the bell.

Ding Ling!

The sound is a little crisp and ethereal.

But beyond that, there is nothing special.

"Ha ha! You see, this boy hasn't given up!"

"Does he still think that this is a treasure? I think it's probably the love debt caused by this boy in the common world, don't you think so!"

The crowd laughed again.

Many practitioners show the color of ridicule and ridicule.

The square suddenly became very lively, and all the practitioners began to arrange various stories.

At this time, at the moment when the bell rang, on the lower continent, in the center of reincarnation lake, a dusty figure suddenly moved and opened his eyes.

"This is... Her bell!"

He looked up at the sky.

That pair of deep and long eyes crossed hundreds of millions of miles away, penetrated layers of emptiness, and fell on lingbaotian, the square.

When he saw the string of bells, a fine awn burst in his eyes.

Then he was stunned, but his eyes fell on the young man with the bell.

This young man, he has a trace of impression.

"It's him!"

"By the way! This is a cornucopia! No wonder!"

He murmured and suddenly realized.

"I must get her things back!"

He rose abruptly and disappeared in place with a flash of his body.

The next moment, when he appeared, he was over the square of lingbaotian.

He was like a ghost, quietly appeared here, the defense of lingbaotian was in vain in front of him, and no one found his arrival.

"Ha ha! I think that woman must be good-looking. Maybe she's quite Sao!"

In the hundred clan camp, some clan elders laughed.

"Ha ha! I think so!"

The rest of the congregation laughed, laughing a little recklessly.

"Die!"

The holy man in white had an iron blue face and suddenly scolded, but he didn't see any action. Just a bunch of eyes swept away, and the clan elder froze. Then, with a bang, his body exploded and his flesh and blood splashed

Even the yuan God also fried the powder.

In an instant, a saint who has completed the six robberies will disappear and disappear.

This change shocked everyone.

The roaring laughter suddenly disappeared, and the square fell into a dead silence.