Chương 532: The Bloodline of the Shamans

Ling Ping'an looked at the enchanted treasures that had suddenly fallen out of thin air.

Two flying swords were clearly not to be trifled with and a bell forged from an ancient and unknown metal.

There was also a map engraved with countless stars.

"It's indeed possible to find anything in a dream!" he laughed.

However, Skyless Buddha did not even look at the treasures.

The skin under his cheeks was almost wrinkled.

"What you guys are after isn't small at all!" the things in his skin cried out noisily. Then, countless things drilled out from the black robe on his body.

These things didn't have a specific shape, nor did they have a specific size.

To be more precise, there shouldn't be anything or even matter that could have such a deformed, terrifying, and frantic shape.

When these things came out, the entire Tuosha Heaven instantly became dilapidated.

The pavilions began to show signs of mildew.