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"what!?"

Chiri Muzhu cautiously replied, "Master Su, we also have a Martial Saint who is a guest with the Biyu clan!"

Because there was no way for the flying squirrel disaster in the clan, they sent someone to the Biyu clan, hoping to find a way.

"Go to the Biyu clan? Okay."

"Now take out all your treasures and spirit jade!"

While talking, Su Lang stretched out a hand and hooked at Chiri Muzhu and others.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"Master Su, we will hand over the treasure to you!"

Chiri Muzhu nodded hurriedly, and immediately unfolded the Martial Saint Realm, taking out all the treasures, even his sacred artifacts.

Seeing this scene, the other four Martial Saints did not dare to take a chance and opened the Martial Saint realm and took out all the treasures.

All the collections of five martial sages altogether appeared in front of Su Lang!

Pieces of heaven, material and earth treasures, pieces of crystal clear spirit jade, exude a dazzling light under the eyes.

"It\'s pretty honest!"

Su Lang glanced at Chiri Muzhu and the others, and soon put everything into the storage space.

However, this is not over yet!

The saints of Yaochi have a secret storehouse, would the saints of Chiri not have it?

"Go, take me to your secret vault of the Chiri tribe."

Su Lang looked down at the five martial sages condescendingly, and said lightly.

"Yes!"

Chiri Muzhu showed bitterness and nodded.

The secret library collects most of the Chiri\'s resources. If Su Lang hadn\'t mentioned it, they would have saved a lot of wealth.

But since Su Lang mentioned it, he didn\'t dare not follow suit.

The other four Wu Shengs were angry in secret.

There were five martial sages, it was almost a shame that Wu Zun like Su Lang bowed his head to his ears.

But what can be done?

Since the clan elder knelt down, the quasi immortals are already kneeling, and they can only give in.

Immediately after.

Under the leadership of Chiri Muzhu, Su Lang came to the secret vault of Chiri Saint Clan.

Compared with the secret storehouse of the Yaochi Saints, there are more good things in the secret storehouse of the Chiri Saints.

After all, it is the strongest of the three saints!

Walking in the secret storehouse, Su Lang waved his hand, and a large piece of treasure disappeared.

Step by step, Tiancai Dibao disappeared one by one!

The Chiri Saint Clan didn\'t know how many thousands of years of savings they had accumulated in Su Lang\'s hands!

In a blink of an eye, the entire secret library of the Chiri Saint Race became empty!

Chirimuzhu and others were so distressed that they almost vomited blood, but on the surface they had to say, "You take it, take it whatever you want, and you are satisfied!" ’’S smile.

"okay."

"I have almost got the wealth of your clan."

Su Lang waved his hand faintly, "I don\'t even bother to ask for the rest."

"Yes!"

"Master Xie Su is good!"

Chiri Muzhu and others kept bowing with the smiling faces.

To be honest, Su Lang really didn\'t touch their roots.

The root of the Chiri Pearl is Chiri Mountain. It is not an exaggeration to say that this mountain is a natural super treasure.

If the treasure hunting flying flying ducks go up and dig indiscriminately, then this mountain will soon be wiped out, and it is no longer suitable for the Chiri tribe\'s warriors to practice.

Chiri Mountain was saved, which was lucky for Chiri Muzhu and others.

"Don\'t bow."

Su Lang hung his eyelids, looking down at the five people, "Next, I will take something from you."

As soon as this statement was made, Chiri Muzhu and others were stagnant, and their faces were distressed.

They have already surrendered all the treasures, but Su Lang still needs to take one!

As for what he was going to take, Chiri Muzhu and others had roughly guessed it.

Chiri Muzhu asked with difficulty: "Master Su wants our soul to be angry!?"

"Not bad."

"This is not a request, but a reward for you."

"You don\'t have to give it, and I won\'t be doing anything against you, so I will leave."

Su Lang clicked the corner of his mouth, "I will only give you one opportunity, and it depends on whether you can grasp it. Time, let me give you ten breaths."

With that said, Su Lang began to count down.