There are top-quality imperial weapons, even peerless imperial weapons.

There are some holy tools.

However, the number of holy tools is very small.

Zhao Ruoning still has a beautiful white sword on her body.

Before merging with Qingcheng Black Sword, Qingcheng White Sword is a top-grade holy weapon, and its power is amazing enough.

The fusion of the Sword of the City can be a top-quality holy weapon, even more against the will of heaven.

"Ning'er, good!"

Ye Qing heard a divine thought, cheering for Zhao Ruoning.

It is worth mentioning that Ye Qing also saw an acquaintance among the crowd.

It was the Nangong Li who spent three million top-grade spirit stones to join Ye Qing's team in the alchemy competition.

Nangong Li is underage and looks like a cute little girl.

But, let alone, Nangong Li's strength is not ordinary.

In the first round of melee, Nangong Li achieved a very amazing record.

Promote strongly.

When it comes to alchemy skills, Nangong Li is not very good.

However, the martial arts strength is still good.

Especially, Nangong Li is young, at most thirteen years old.

But with such achievements, the cultivation level of the third level of the Saint Lord is indeed very despicable.

Such talents are all top-notch existences in the saint world.

"Qing'er, I will definitely win the championship."

Zhao Ruoning had a divine thought, and there was a faint smile on his beautiful cheek.

In Zhao Ruoning's opinion, since he participated in the Tianjiao Competition, he must win the championship.

Otherwise, it would be better not to participate.
Chapter completed!