" 1001 pieces!"
" 1002 pieces!"
In such a large hall, there were thousands of people inside and outside, but at this moment, there was only one voice.
Supreme Xuan Hong was holding a dimensional bag in his hand. He had been standing there for a long time, not moving at all.
Tang Hao could only count on his own. He took out a piece and gave a number.
"Two thousand and one!"
"Two thousand and two!"
He took out items one by one, and the number kept rising.
The expressions of the surrounding xiuzhe were also more and more shocked and dazed.
When the number reached 5000, Supreme Xuan Hong's eyes widened to the size of copper bells and his expression was filled with fear.
He felt that he must be dreaming. Otherwise, how could such an absurd thing happen?
When the number reached 8000, he started to shiver and break out in cold sweat.
"Eh? What's wrong with you?"
Tang Hao asked with concern.
