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The corners of his mouth twitched as he hurriedly shook his head and said, "Don't let it go. It's a mid-grade saint artifact, once it passes, the thunder tribulation will become even more terrifying. At that time, the dragon spear might be too much of a burden to overcome."

Clang clang!

The Scarlet Feather Sword trembled unwillingly like a wronged child.

The thunder tribulation lasted for nearly four hours before it dissipated. A loud dragon roar resounded and a rainbow colored holy light blossomed from the sea of lightning. A pressure belonging to a saint artifact suffused the air, causing the world to tremble.

At the edge of the sea of thunder, as the thunder tribulation dispersed, the Heaven-Devouring Divine Light Sword immediately became unhappy. It was happily swallowing the thunder tribulation, how could it possibly retreat so quickly?

The sword became pitch-black. A terrifying devouring force spread out, crazily swallowing up the thunder that was about to dissipate. The power of the saint artifact that the dragon spear emitted didn't affect it at all.

What a joke. It used to be a high grade seventh step Emperor Armament. It was one of the few powerful Imperial Armaments on the continent that could destroy the heavens and the earth.

Very soon, a powerful pressure emanated from its body. The third long pattern on the broken sword flashed with spiritual light and returned to the level of a Grade Three Spirit Treasure.

The lightning had completely dissipated, and the Dragon Spear and the Heaven Swallowing Saint Light Sword had arrived beside Ling Yun's group one after the other. Other than a tall and solitary altar, there was nothing else at the location of the altar.

"Quasi Imperial Armament, not bad!" With a flash of light, an illusory fire dragon appeared on the top of the spear. The dragon's eyes looked at the spear made from the main material of the dragon's body.

His cultivation had already reached the quasi Emperor level, and his dragon body was even more terrifying, barely reaching the seventh circulation. This dragon spear had condensed the essence of his entire life, added with all sorts of refining materials, it wasn't too strange for it to reach the quasi Emperor Armament level.

Qin Feng's face was full of joy as he looked longingly at the dragon spear. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. It was too cool, too domineering. It was definitely able to attract the attention of beauties …

"Little guy, your cultivation is still low. I'll give you the quasi Emperor Armament, but you won't be able to activate it either. Instead, it will bring you a disaster. I'll seal it. The fire dragon looked at Qin Feng as it spoke.

The treasure was touching!

Qin Feng nodded. Although quasi Emperor Armaments were powerful, it still depended on who possessed them. To the current him, they were simply impossible to use because without using sufficient spiritual energy, it would bring him endless calamity.

A man's wealth was his own fault!

Even Martial Emperors would fight over a spirit weapon of this level.

Although the fire dragon only had a sliver of a soul fragment left, the dragon lance was still his body. Four more seals appeared on it. After flashing for a moment, it disappeared.

At the same time, those scales that flickered with a metallic luster began to dim. Like snake scales, they were disguised by the Fire Dragon. After all, those dragon scales were too eye-catching.

"The dragon spear is now a level three spirit weapon. Break the first seal. The dragon spear is level four. Martial King is required to break the second seal. Rank five. Martial Emperor is required."

"Break the fourth seal, and the dragon spear will be fully awakened. I need the cultivation of a Martial Saint." The Fire Dragon said as it handed the dragon spear to Qin Feng.

"Thank you, teacher!" Qin Feng respectfully bowed in thanks.

"Old partner, I'll be leaving first." The remnant soul of the Fire Dragon was like a candle in the wind, illusory and transparent. It looked at the old Saint Lord of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple and said with a smile, before turning into specks of light and dissipating.

A Sixth Order Saint rank True Dragon had fallen just like that!