Chapter 1367: Blocked

"It's time to search for treasures again!"
Rubbing his hands expectantly, Xuan Ming stared at the crimson silk.
Most of the treasures here are placed randomly, with no special trays or formation guards, and this treasure has a high platform specially built for it, which must be precious.
Xuan Ming is very interested in valuable treasures.
"Qin Ming, why did you break a hole in the wall?" Suddenly, Xuan Ming noticed that behind the high platform, there were large holes as high as one person and as wide as two people, and there were dots of burnt marks on it.
"Ahem..." Qin Ming waved his hand, "Don't care about these details!"
He can use the sky eye, but he can't control the power of the sky eye at all.
Who said this formation is too brittle, it breaks when touched.
The remnant of the sky's eye burned a big hole in the wall.
"I'm here to open the treasure, you pay attention to safety." Qin Ming also walked to the treasure with a look of anticipation, and carefully lifted the crimson silk.
The silk cloth was lifted, and a purple glove appeared in front of everyone, exuding a bright light.
"Artifact?"
Seeing the material of the gloves, Xuan Ming suddenly lost interest.
It's just a divine weapon. There is no shortage of divine tools in this secret realm. He now has a divine weapon long sword.
"I'll block this hole, it's so ugly!"
After sweeping the entire room, Xuan Ming felt that a big burnt hole was an eye-catching sight.
The whole room is very large, even if there are tens of thousands of people, it can easily accommodate.
Every wall here is more than ten feet high and is made of hard nine-grade stone with exquisite patterns carved on it.
And this big hole appeared very abrupt, like destroying an exquisite work of art, how you look at it, how it is an eye-catcher.
Xuanming thought for a while, picked up the red silk cloth that Qin Ming had thrown away and hung it in front of the big hole.
"Yes, this is much pleasing to the eye."
He clapped his hands and looked at his masterpiece, Xuan Ming was very satisfied.
"You look around to see if there are any other treasures." To the disciple below, Xuan Ming ordered.
This place is huge, who knows where there is no treasure hidden in the corner.
Everyone immediately searched.
But Qin Ming didn't pay attention to the others at all. All his sights were attracted by the purple artifact gloves.
"This is not an ordinary artifact."
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Qin Ming held the glove, and a cold breath came from the glove.
Put your hands into the gloves, soft like jade, use all your strength, hold them tightly, and fit them tightly.
The more I watched, the more Qin Ming liked it.
"This is not an ordinary artifact, but a masterpiece among artifacts, a rare encounter in a century!"
Feeling the invigorating power in the gloves, Qin Ming instantly understood that this was not an ordinary artifact, but a boutique artifact that was very rare in ancient times.
The combat effectiveness of this glove against him increased by at least 30%.
"Good baby, what name should I give you?"
Caressing the surface of the glove, the shiny metal like jade, Qin Ming thought.
"It's called... Promise!"
"There are no treasures, it's really disappointing!" Xuan Ming next to him, after searching for a while, found nothing, muttered.
Qin Ming shook his head and touched the Promise glove in his hand. For him, this was a precious treasure.
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside the door.
"set!"
Xuan Ming roared in a low voice.
In an instant, everyone surrounded Qin Ming, standing neatly according to their respective positions, holding the ice blade in their hands tightly and staring at the door.
A group of elite martial sages wearing black costumes rushed in from the outside with murderous aura, and the leader was the strongest martial sage of the Scorpion Demon force.
And... Qi Wuye.
"Haha...Qin Ming, I'll see where you are going this time!" Qi Wuye laughed wildly when he saw Qin Ming being blocked in the room.
All the disciples looked at the nearly two thousand elite martial arts sage with solemn expressions, and they were uneasy.