"This is like our Human Race Three Immortal Palaces, united in adversity and collectively against external threats.
"How can we harm those mechanical spirits on a whim?"
The disciple with the surname Guo gathered his smile.
He stood up directly and cupped his hands towards Feng Zheng: "In that case, let's add some excitement to the victory banquet, please!"
"Please!"
Feng Zheng rose to leave, but Wang Jixuan raised his hand and held Feng Zheng back.
"What's wrong, Brother Wang?"
"Senior Brother, do you have any handy magic artifacts?" Wang Jixuan smiled, "Since this Brother Guo wants to experience the mechanical skill, how about Senior Brother takes out some magic artifacts that won't harm this Brother Guo?"
As he spoke, Wang Jixuan took out two grenade-sized Annihilation Bombs.
Feng Zheng's eyes lit up upon seeing the item, he grabbed them, stuffed one into his storage magical treasure, and then looked smilingly at the disciple with the surname Guo.
