"The Staff of Judgment is the Staff of Judgment. When did the warrior's weapons become so valuable?" Zhao Tan picked up the Staff of Judgment that Zuma Cult broke out and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"The Taoist helmet, magic 0-2? Why isn't Taoist 0-2? I was obviously the leader of Zuma who was killed by the wind chime, so why is it still the mage's equipment?" Looking at the helmet with two extra magic points in his hand, Zhao Tan wanted to leave. Who made it higher than the magic helmet added by the magic god helmet? For a profession like a mage who most of the time flies kites, high magic is much more important than high defense.

But who told Zhao Tan to say that the mage equipment he got this time was given to others? Although Zhao Tan did not like people from another world, he still couldn't do the treacherous things, so he had to endure the reluctance in his heart and handed the helmet to Fengling.

"Put it on, this thing has been enough for you to use for a long time." Zhao Tan said to the wind chime that was standing there stupidly and knew that he was picking up equipment.

"Oh." The precious wind chime of this helmet was silently taken over the Taoist helmet and put it on his head, which made Zhao Tan feel a gleeful look on his blind man.

Apart from this ruling and a top-notch Taoist head and a Zuma portrait that Zuma will definitely explode, Zhao Tan did not find anything of extraordinary value. However, he was not in a hurry. Zuma's body, which weighed countless tons, had not disappeared. Before this, no one knew what treasure Zuma had hidden under his body.

After a while of waiting, the body of the leader Zuma finally disappeared, and the things he protected under him finally revealed his true face.

Zhao Tan was excited to see the objects exposed after Master Zuma disappeared.

A bronze ring with three sharp sharp teeth is undoubtedly the samurai Zuma equipment power ring. But as a Taoist priest, even if the Zuma leader burst out a holy war set, Zhao Tan would not be very happy. Another thing he was happy about appeared, a yellow thing, although small in size, Zhao Tan was no less happy to see it than the excitement of suddenly obtaining the extinction set.

Of course, this yellow Chengcheng thing will not be a gold coin, nor will it be a gold bar, a gold brick, or a gold box. What is it? That's right, of course, the only thing that makes Zhao Tan so excited is also a golden ingot.

Zhao Tan has killed several bosses so far, but none of them revealed ingots to him, which made him wonder if the one he set that reached the level of Woma Master's level that must be defeated has expired, or the cheating prop of Yuanbao has disappeared into this realistic legend. Thinking of the possibility that Yuanbao has disappeared, Zhao Tan was a little worried about his future that would be many times more difficult.

In Zhao Tan's design, ingots play a crucial role. The condition for entering many maps is ingots. Without ingots, it is difficult for Zhao Tan to imagine how he should obtain equipment and skills that can basically be exploded in those ingot maps, and he is even more unwilling to think about how he should fight against the powerful people in the other world without those ingots.

As for making him feel at ease to be a small person and not to cause trouble, there is no need to fight against the strong men in the other world, don’t even think about it. Finally, I came to a place where no matter how I acted, I would not have any psychological burden. I asked Zhao Tan to give up everything and be a good citizen. This is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

However, with the explosion of Zuma's leader, Zhao Tan knew that his hopes had not been shattered yet. Perhaps the explosion rate of ingots was lower, but relatively speaking, the probability of people from other worlds getting ingots was even lower.

In this way, he was still ahead of everyone, and as long as he did not realize the maps and characters that needed to use the ingots, he could even take advantage of the ignorance of people in other worlds to collect the precious ingots at a price that was almost nothing to him.

Almost trembling with his hands, Zhao Tan picked up the ingot that seemed small but also carried the hope of his rapid growth. Zhao Tan held it hard with his left hand, as if he wanted to seize this hope, and seemed to show his vigorous fighting spirit.

"The number of ingots you have increased by 1, and your current number of ingots will be 1." With Zhao Tan's grip, Huang Chengcheng's ingots disappeared from his hands, and this information also appeared in Zhao Tan's mind.

"Let's go, Master Zuma will not appear in a short time. Let's go back again." After picking up the last piece of equipment left by Master Zuma - the power ring, Zhao Tan said to Fengling, who was still standing quietly.

"good."

Zhao Tan had no choice but to hear Feng Ling's silence, but Zhao Tan felt quite good when he could hear his beauty beside him. This made him miss Qiao who was far away in Fuyun City. Zhao Tan didn't know how Qiao and the others were after he left.

Originally, Zhao Tan thought that the legendary private chat function was extremely powerful, and he could contact Qiao at any time even if he left, but after a few random things he found out that things were not as perfect as he thought. Of course, this regret was insignificant compared to the regrets brought to Zhao Tan by the teleportation ring.

Zhao Tan thought he could teleport at will, but the effective distance from the teleportation ring outside the Zuma Temple was compressed to a radius of 40 meters, which made Zhao Tan deeply despise the person who made the teleportation ring. But he never thought that the teleportation ring seemed to be no one to make it, but it was just a burst of Zuma leader.

On this side, Zhao Tan is not lonely with beauty in Zuma Temple, but on the other side, Qiao is waiting for him to suffer.

"Xiang Lin, when will the young master come back?" Qiao picked up a ingot that was burst out by Woma leader and asked Xiang Lin with a frost on the side.

"It will come naturally when it's time to come back." Xiang Lin's answer was exactly the same as the previous answer.

"Xiang Lin, do you think the young master doesn't want us?" Qiao continued to ask in the same order as Nv asked before. What she wanted might not be a positive answer, but a comfort, a hope that would not lose meaning in her waiting.

"No, the young master will not give up on us." Xiang Lin's voice was firm and powerful. It was better to cheer himself up than to give confidence to Qiao.

"Well, the young master will not want us. Let's continue to upgrade. If we are powerful, the young master will no longer have to avoid those greedy nobles." Qiao still said this countless times, without any concern about Case's ugly face.
Chapter completed!