The master of Silver Dragon Valley

On the counter was a pile of Emperor spiritual weapons. There were at least ten of them.

The few white-haired elders were also slightly stunned.

Lu Ming's expression was calm. He had killed many enemies in the great emperor secret realm. These people were all geniuses and many of them had an Emperor spiritual weapon. Lu Ming had many of them.

The ones he had taken out were all useless to him. There were hammer-type, axe-type, and ring-type Emperor spiritual weapons.

These spirit weapons were equivalent to scrap metal in Lu Ming's hands. He might as well hand them over to the sect in exchange for useful resources.

a total of fifteen Emperor spiritual weapons, worth fifteen million medium-grade raw stones. Do you want to exchange them for raw stones or sect contribution points? "

The white-haired old man asked.

"Exchange it for sect contribution points!"

Lu Ming said.