"Kid, this magic treasure of yours is quite precious."
Supremacy Yellow Spirit's eyes looked greedily at the altar above Li Yuanqing's head. He could not help but lick his lips.
In his opinion, even if this Li Yuanqing had some tricks up his sleeve, he was still someone who would definitely die. The treasure on his head would definitely belong to him.
Li Yuanqing's expression was the same as ever, and his gaze was calm. He stood there like a puppet, not moving at all.
"You little thief, you actually dared to steal so many treasures from my treasure vault. Even if you die ten times, it won't be able to appease the hatred in my heart!"
Wang Lin gritted his teeth as he looked at the empty space and slowly activated the formation.