Lin Tian glanced around with apathy and quickly took action. He found a gold card of spiritual coins from each dead man and then took Zhan Feng’s medium-grade spiritual spear and Ning Yue’s elementary-grade spiritual knife.

“600,000 spiritual coins, a medium-grade spiritual armament and an elementary-grade spiritual armament. It’s a great harvest!” Lin Tian sneered.

Just then, a burst of wolf howls came from a distance. Lin Tian looked up and instantly ...