"It's a treasure!"
The demon hunters saw it, and each pair of eyes was filled with excitement, with some almost unable to resist jumping out to snatch it.
This godforsaken place, a Yin Sha Land, a trapped dragon formation, and with Flying Zombies roaming, only a fool would come here without the promise of great profit.
Turns out, all this was to dig for treasure!
They didn't recognize the Golden Mask, but the demon hunters could feel the heart-palpitating Gang Qi emanating from it.
However, those people were even more nervous.
"You fool, pick it up quickly!"
The Daoist, almost about to leap down, hurriedly turned around and shouted.
Wang Daoxuan saw this and signaled to Wu Ba with a look.
This Daoist wore a black robe, had three long whiskers, appeared vigorous, exuding an aura of an immortal, and closely resembled the magician described by Lord He.
Wang Daoxuan didn't care about any treasure.
Moreover, there was no need to take risks under the public eye.
