C1723 Immortal Venerable Xuanhuang's Luck Isn't Very Good

With a faint smile, Yang Ling held the mother and daughter respectively with one hand, then turned his head to look at the floating crystal powder.

These were all treasures. Although they were broken into pieces, they could still be melted into precious liquid with the Heavenly Refining Spell.

Also, he couldn't waste any more of the Immortal Venerables' palms