Fantasy Simulator Chapter 601: War Tribulation and Ancient Sword

It's not easy to say that there are magical soldiers who survive the calamity.

In this world, people have a calamity in practice, and weapons also have a calamity.

War calamity is a test of the spirit of the world and the earth. Only when the spirituality is gathered to a certain level, can the divine soldiers that are about to transform be able to survive the calamity.

And once the war is over, it means that this weapon is qualified to be called a divine weapon, and it is the most dazzling existence.

In the outside world, there is a list of magic weapons, which records all the magic weapons that have appeared from ancient times to the present.

Any magical soldier who has survived the calamity is eligible to be listed among them.

Today’s master of the Qionghua Sword Sect, Song Qingruo’s father has a magic weapon called Qionghua Sword, which was left by the original ancestor of the Qionghua Sword Sect and inherited the secret treasure of the Qionghua Sword Sect.

So you can see the preciousness of the magic weapon.

And now, there is an aura of robbery here.

Does this mean...

"Here.... Is there a magical soldier who has survived the calamity?"

Beside Song Qingruo, someone thought of this possibility. At this moment, even the breathing began to rush, and an inexplicable desire for emotion emerged.

"Not sure."

Faced with the heat of the people around, Song Qingruo just shook his head, and then said: "That weapon may not have survived the war. If it becomes a magic weapon, it may also fail..."

"But even if it fails, there should still be the remains of the magical soldier."

She looked around, her eyes were also very bright at the moment.

The same is true for the people present, a pair of eyes are bright and scary at the moment.

"The order goes on, let me all from the Qionghua Sword Sect come here to have a look."

Faced with the huge temptation, Song Qingruo only thought a little, and then said again: "The gods have spirits. If they really exist, they will choose their own masters."

"People from the Qionghua Sword Sect can come here to give it a try. Don't give outsiders a chance."

"Whether anyone has obtained the master of the magic weapon, or the fragment of the magic weapon, I can recommend him and let him enter the inner door."

The deserted voice kept falling.

The people around him were taken aback, looking at Song Qingruo's sights suddenly changed, a little amazed.

There is such a huge temptation that may exist in front of you. If you change to an ordinary person, I am afraid that the news will be blocked immediately so that no one will know it.

The Song Qingruo in front of him was not like that. Not only did he not hide the news, but instead spread the news openly and let the entire Qionghuajian send it here.

This mindset is really impressive.

Of course, if the other party does this, it is more likely to be confident.

As an innate sword body, Song Qingruo has had an extraordinary affinity for magic soldiers since he was a child.

If there are magical soldiers here who want to choose the master, with their talents and aptitudes, they must be the first person, and they will never choose other people.

This is the confidence of the other person.

Soon, the news spread.

Behind him, wearing a black robe, the ordinary-looking teenager had already learned of the news, and he was shocked.

"Shen Bing?"

There was a look of surprise on his face.

For him, this kind of magic weapon is completely like a myth, something he has never thought of in the past.

And now, is it even possible to touch it?

Just thinking of this, his mood can't help being a little bit unique, and a little bit throbbing.

Just a moment later, he shook his head again and smiled bitterly.

"Xiao Han, Xiao Han..."

There was a wry smile on his face: "You don't want to see what you are like, what do you deserve to have a spring and autumn dream?"

"Stay honestly, find a place with strong vitality to practice."

This thought flashed through his mind, and he didn't have the slightest hope for the so-called magic soldier.

After all, Song Qingruo said that whoever gets the magic weapon belongs to him, but with so many people present, why can he find it?

The magical soldier is alive and has his own judgment, so why would he be attracted to such an ordinary person who wants power but no power, and has no aptitude?

Thinking of this, Xiao Han was completely awake, and walked forward silently, walking to the side at will.

Different from the other people around him, he did not return hope from the beginning. He did not go around to explore the magic weapon, but was led by the followers' vitality, silently went to various vitality gathering places, and wanted to find a good place. Spiritual practice.

Soon, he followed a path and came to an area.

"Huh?"

At some point, he suddenly noticed an inexplicable aura ahead.

A strong vitality response came from the front, making his heart move and hurried forward.

Soon, he came to a pothole.

Here is a place where vitality gathers. There is strong vitality everywhere, which is better than other places.

In the pit in front of him, there were some scattered spiritual grasses growing, which made Xiao Han's face beaming with joy.

Carefully put away a few spiritual plants here, he was about to leave, but he couldn't help but pause.

"Huh?"

He looked into the pothole with a look of shock on his face.

In his line of sight, there seemed to be something else there that was not noticed.

Secret treasure?

This thought flashed in his mind, his eyes lit up, he rushed forward quickly, and began to dig.

Soon, the following things showed up, like a sword.

It's just that Xiao Han's disappointment is that this long sword doesn't look special, it just looks like an ordinary long sword.

This sword seems to have been here for some years. It was rusty with thick rust. I don't know how many years I have been here.

Although the blade is intact, it looks like it is already unusable. If it looks like this, let alone use it against the enemy, it may fall apart even if it cuts twice.

Looking at the appearance of the long sword, Xiao Han was suddenly disappointed.

His cultivation is not strong, but he has his own judgment.

In his eyes, the long sword in front of him has lost all its divinity, and it has no value in cultivation at all.

However, the material in it should not seem to be ordinary iron, and it may be of some value if it is returned to the furnace.

He comforted himself so much in his heart, and then picked up the long sword in front of him, ready to leave.

Unconsciously, he was very far away from where he had been before, and there was no one around him.

"Isn't this Brother Xiao?"

Behind him, a sound rang, making Xiao Han feel chills in his heart.

His body froze, he turned and looked back, just in time to see a big man.

The big man wore a long robe and Qionghua disciple's clothes, but his figure was very burly, and his breath was far better than that of Xiao Han at this moment.

"Liu.....Brother Liu..."

Looking at the big man in front of him, Xiao Han's body was a little stiff, but he bit his head and came over to say hello.

"Brother Xiao hasn't seen each other for a long time, how come you have seen it like this..."

The big man walked forward and patted Xiao Han on the shoulder, with an unkind smile on his face: "The vitality of this area is quite strong. Brother Xiao has been exploring here for a long time, so there should be some gains. ........"

"But I don't know, can you take care of me, buddy?"

He patted Xiao Han on the shoulder and spoke pointedly.

Listening to this, Xiao Han's hand twitched subconsciously.

He naturally understands what the other party means.

The big man in front of him is a tyrant among the ordinary disciples of the Qionghua Sword Sect. On weekdays, relying on his cultivation level close to perfecting Qi refining, he often cheats.

Xiao Han has never suffered from the other party in the past.

Unexpectedly, this time, I would run into it again.

His face was stiff, and thoughts flashed in his mind.

During the conversation, the big man had already stepped forward and picked up Xiao Han's pocket with one hand.

"Yo......"

Looking at some of the spirit grasses, Liu Xiong's face suddenly showed a smile, and Xiao Han's face was even brighter: "There are still these things, which are worth some spirit stones."

"Brother Xiao, my brother is a little tight these days. How about lending these spirit grasses to my brother for the time being?"

"When you become a brother, you will get doubled back."

He patted Xiao Han on the shoulder, looking very bold.

"Brother Liu...If you want it, let's take it..."

Xiao Han grinned reluctantly, and arched his hands at Liu Xiong, bleeding in his heart.

"Thank you so much, then."

Liu Xiong smiled contemptuously, grabbed his pocket directly, and left without too much nonsense.

Before leaving, he even looked at what Xiao Han was holding.

But what disappointed him was that the long sword that had just been dug out of the pothole really looked too old. It looked like broken bronze and iron, not worth mentioning.

It is estimated that people like Xiao Han will think about taking him away.

Liu Xiong felt contemptuous in his heart, and then he wanted to leave.

Behind him, Xiao Han looked at Liu Xiong's back, his face uncertain.

In his mind, various images of the past are constantly appearing, making his heart's murderous intent raging and gradually rising.

If possible, he really wanted to kill Liu Xiong with a sword.

But reason told him not to move.

Liu Xiong's cultivation is much stronger than him. Once he starts, he has only one dead end, and he cannot be the opponent.

Forbearance, you must endure.

But the more he thinks this way, the more aggrieved in his heart, the more killing intent is rolling in his heart, and he can't help but want to make a long scream.

It's just that, when he wasn't paying attention, the long sword in his hand was changing.

Little dim light was flickering, and then began to tremble softly.

As if feeling the anger and murderous spirit in his heart, in his hand, the long sword trembled slightly, a force slowly surged into Xiao Han's body, making him directly startled.

After that, he saw the trembling long sword in his hand.

"This is..."

He hasn't reacted yet~IndoMTL.com~The next moment, he shot.

In his hand, the long sword silently and automatically, spontaneously began to move.

The sharp sword light swept down, a slash, and it fell forward.

The mighty sword energy swept across the four directions.

In the front, feeling the terrifying murderous sweep, Liu Xiong quickly reacted.

He quickly turned around, and an inexplicable aura enveloped him, turning into a shield to protect him.

It’s just that it doesn’t work.

The next moment, the sword energy swept across, and the shield in front of me was like cutting vegetables, and it was easily cut off, along with Liu Xiong's arm.

In an instant, blood flew across, and a strong **** aura spread around.

Xiao Han was shocked immediately.