Lin Fan kept the three-headed king’s horn within his storage. This horn was a treasure in itself. Born on the head of the three-headed king, this horn was tougher than anything else there could be. At the same time, it possessed the aura of the three-headed king. If Lin Fan were to use this to craft a weapon, he would definitely be able to craft a pretty decent weapon.
But, Lin Fan would just keep this horn first till he could find suitable materials to add in during the crafting process.
But, it was a pity that those two fellas above were practically meat on his own plate. Yet, he was sent flying off at the last moment.
No matter who this happened to, they would definitely feel equally regretful.
Lin Fan looked around at his surroundings. The walls seemed extremely dry and full of vicissitude. It was as though they had been like this for a really long time now.
