No matter how you look at it, everything on the ground is just an ordinary piece of black iron.

And the most important thing is that this piece of black iron is in the original shape of black iron, and it is impossible to tell that it is a magical weapon of that type.

Is it possible that the cultivators have to rely on themselves for secondary forging?

"Yes, that is the holy product of heaven and earth." Tang Xiaoyu said.

"That's it?" Cheng Jin began to doubt the holy items of heaven and earth.

He also believed that the sacred objects of heaven and earth were magical weapons forged in the natural world and did not require secondary forging by cultivators.

"What else would it be like?" Tang Xiaoyu glanced at Cheng Jin doubtfully.

"..."

Cheng Jin hesitated and didn't say a complete sentence.

"I didn't expect so many people to come here for this sacred item of heaven and earth." Zu Hua sighed and glanced at everyone present.

More and more people came, more than he imagined.

This one?

Cheng Jin was confused.

"The Cangyan whip is okay." Qi Shang looked at the three-foot black iron block surrounded by the crowd and said.

Cangyan whip?

Cheng Jin was confused.

Why do I feel that the conversations between Zu Hua and Qi Shang are not at the same point?

It has been a quarter of an hour since the three-foot black iron block appeared in this world.

For a quarter of an hour no one moved.

Time passed like this little by little, and an hour later.

No one moved at the scene, but more and more people came, and those who came later crowded into the cemetery next door.

As the crowd increased, the range of formation patterns that appeared on the ground gradually expanded.
Chapter completed!