"Saint artifact, I like it."
Old Man Mingcang was shocked when he saw the Saint Weapon in Li Lingtian's hand. Greed was written all over his face as he was only holding a Celestial Weapon.
If he could get his hands on this peerless Saint Weapon, his strength would soar by a large margin. He would be able to kill a Third Heaven Martial Emperor powerhouse by surprise.
The young man in front of him was only a Supreme Realm expert. Although his strength was not bad and he had the help of a demonic beast, he was a dignified Martial Emperor. As long as he was careful, he could eliminate him. The Saint Weapon was not even his.
" I can only be shameless to you. Who the f * ck doesn't like Saint Weapons? "
"Don't tell me you're the only motherf * cker who doesn't like holy artifacts?"
