Fantasy Simulator

It's not easy to have magical soldiers to survive the calamity.

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

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

And once it has passed the military calamity, 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.

As long as all the magical soldiers who survived the military calamity are 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 is left by the original ancestor of the Qionghua Sword Sect and inherits the secret treasure of the Qionghua Sword Sect.

So the preciousness of the magic weapon can be seen.

And now, there is an aura of military robbery here.

Doesn't 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 his breathing began to rush, and an inexplicable desire for emotion emerged.

"Not sure."

Facing the heat of the people around him, Song Qingruo just shook his head, and then said: "That weapon may not have survived the calamity. 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, and a pair of eyes are bright and scary at the moment.

"Pass the order on, let me all from the Qionghua Sword Sect come here to see."

Faced with the huge temptation, Song Qingruo only pondered for a little bit, and then said again: "The **** soldier has spirit, if it really exists, it will choose the master by itself."

"I, Qionghua Sword Sect, can come here to give it a try. Don't give outsiders a chance."

"No matter who gets the master of the magic weapon, or the fragment of the magic weapon, I can recommend him to enter the inner door."

The lonely voice kept falling.

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

Such a huge temptation for a possible divine weapon is 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.

But Song Qingruo in front of him was not like that. Not only did he not hide the news, he spread the news openly and sent the entire Qiong Huajian to try it.

This mind 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 childhood.

If there is a magical soldier here who wants to choose the master, based on its talent and aptitude, it must be the first person, and it is absolutely impossible to choose other people.

This is the confidence of the other party.

Soon, the news spread.

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

"Wonders?"

There was a look of surprise on his face.

For him, things like **** soldiers are completely like myths, something he had 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 stunned.

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

"Xiao Han, Xiao Han..."

A wry smile appeared on his face: "You don't want to see what you are like, what do you deserve to have a great dream?"

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

This thought flashed through his mind, and he didn't hold 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 be found by him?

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, wants and has no aptitude?

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

Different from the other people around him, he didn't return hope from the beginning. He didn't go to explore the magic weapon around, but was led by his followers' vitality, and silently went to various vitality gathering places, wanting to find a place to practice well.

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

"what?"

At a certain moment, he suddenly noticed an inexplicable aura ahead.

A strong vitality response came from the front, causing him to move forward quickly.

Soon, he came to a pothole.

This is a place where vitality gathers, and the vitality is strong everywhere, which is better than other places.

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

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

"what?"

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

In his line of sight, there seemed to be other things there that hadn't been 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, just like a sword.

What disappointed Xiao Han was that this long sword didn't look special, it looked like just an ordinary long sword.

This sword looked like it had been here for some years, and it was rusty with thick rust. I don't know how many years it has been here.

Although the sword body is intact, it looks unusable, let alone use it against the enemy, even if it cuts twice, it may fall apart.

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 view of the long sword in front of him, the divinity in it has been completely lost, 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 in his heart, and then picked up the long sword in front of him, ready to leave.

Before he knew it, he was very far away from his previous position, and there was no one around him.

"Isn't this Brother Xiao?"

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

His body froze, 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 the moment.

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

Looking at the big man in front of him, Xiao Han's body was a little stiff, but he still 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 ill-intentioned 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 gain... ....."

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

He patted Xiao Han on the shoulder and spoke pointedly.

Hearing this, Xiao Han's hands twitched subconsciously.

He naturally understood what the other party meant.

The big man in front of him is a hegemon among the ordinary disciples of the Qionghua Sword Sect.

Xiao Han did not suffer from the other side less in the past.

Unexpectedly, this time, I ran into it again.

His face was stiff, and various 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, Brother Wei has a tight hand recently. How about lending these spirit grasses to 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, arched his hands at Liu Xiong, bleeding in his heart.

"Thank you very much, then."

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

Before leaving, he also 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, and it was not worth mentioning.

It is estimated that Xiao Han and others would think of taking him away.

Liu Xiong was scornful in his heart, and then he wanted to leave.

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

In his heart, various pictures of the past are constantly appearing, letting the murderous intent in his heart raging and gradually rising.

If possible, he really wanted to slaughter Liu Xiong in front of him with a single sword.

But reason told him that he could not move.

Liu Xiong's cultivation is far 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 thought so in his heart, the more aggrieved in his heart, the more killing intent rolled over in his heart, and he even couldn't help but want to make a long whistle.

However, when he was not 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 aura in his heart, in his hand, the long sword trembled slightly, and a force slowly surged into Xiao Han's body, making him directly startled.

Afterwards, he saw the trembling long sword in his hand.

"This is......."

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

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

The sharp sword light swept down, a piece of slash, slashed forward.

The mighty sword energy swept the Quartet.

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 have any effect.

The next moment, the sword energy swept across, and the shield in front of him was like cutting vegetables.

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

Xiao Han was shocked immediately.