Fantasy Simulator

"It should be said, Isn't it a magic weapon?"

After checking up and down to confirm that there was no problem with him, Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief, and this thought flashed through his mind.

At this time, as his heart gradually settled down, he turned to look at the corpse in front of him.

In front of him, Liu Xiong's corpse was still there, and it had turned into a corpse at the moment, which looked a little scary.

Looking at Liu Xiong's body, Xiao Han thought for a moment.

The corpse must be disposed of.

Competition within the Qionghua Sword Sect is serious, but fighting among disciples is also not allowed.

If the killing of each other between the disciples is exposed, the consequences will be extremely serious.

So the corpse must be disposed of.

In addition, there are traces around here. If you can handle it, you should also deal with it.

Otherwise, if someone finds traces of this area nearby, and thinks of the gods, then it will be troublesome.

Even though there is only a small probability that the magic weapon in his hand will be exposed, even with such a trivial probability, Xiao Han does not want to try.

In his heart, the magic weapon in his hand is already his hope for the future, and it must not be exposed.

Once exposed, with his strength at the moment, he will never be able to hold it, and he will inevitably be taken away by others.

This thought flashed through his mind, and then quickly moved into action.

He burned Liu Xiong's body directly, and then he traveled around here, clearing out some obvious traces, and then he left with satisfaction.

Leaving here, he deliberately spared a long way, walked further away, and then pretended to have nothing to do, and walked to the place where he had been before.

Only after returning to the starting point, he made new discoveries.

"what happened?"

Returning to the starting point of the previous departure, Xiao Han frowned secretly and smelled it everywhere.

The monk's sense of smell is equally sensitive, much stronger than ordinary mortals.

At this moment, Xiao Han keenly felt that unique breath.

"Bloody!"

Feeling the strong **** atmosphere around him, his face changed and he already felt bad.

This trip to the Sword Tomb was a trial of the Qionghua Sword Sect. It is reasonable to say that the people who entered this place were all talents of the Qionghua Sword Sect.

Why is there blood here?

Could it be that, without him knowing, what happened here?

This thought flashed through his mind.

Then, a faint sound of footsteps came from behind.

A figure was coming from there, walking in the direction where Xiao Han was.

"It seems that there is still one missing here."

A chuckle came from a distance, and it was reflected in Xiao Han's ear.

The voice was very slight, like the voice of such an ordinary woman, very soft, but it was inexplicably chilling in the heart.

Xiao Han looked there subconsciously, just in time to see a woman in red standing there, walking towards him at this moment.

The powerful breath escaped, and a suffocating majesty rippled across Xiao Han's chest, making him almost breathless.

"Build a foundation!"

Looking at the oncoming woman in front of him, Xiao Han's eyes shrank, and the ancient sword in his hand suddenly clenched.

At this moment, he has realized that it is not good.

The inexplicable **** aura, the sword tomb where Qionghua Sword Sect disciples should have entered, the strange foundation-building monk who appeared inexplicably...

All these clues undoubtedly explain the unfavorable situation at hand.

At the other side, a chuckle came.

"Little brother, what's your name?"

In the front, the woman in women's clothes smiled, looking at Xiao Han in front of her, and whispered: "My sister wants to find Miss Song Qingruo from your school. I wonder if you can lead the way?"

As he spoke, an invisible spiritual force emerged, shrouded towards Xiao Han, as if he wanted to distort his spirit and turn it into a puppet.

Xiao Han's face began to become dull, and his every move became stiffer, as if he had been tricked.

But the next moment, a warm current rushed from the ancient sword, and he was awakened suddenly.

"so close!"

"Looking for Song Qingruo, he came to Sister Song?"

Xiao Han was awakened in his heart, and all kinds of thoughts flashed at this moment.

But on the surface, he still looks sluggish, as if he has been affected and reduced to a puppet: "Okay...ah..."

There was a sincere smile on his face, like a stammering, hesitant opening.

Looking at this scene, the smile on the woman's face became stronger: "Then take my sister over..."

"When my sister sees that person, I will reward you..."

The soft voice fell, like soft cotton, which made people itchy, with a huge temptation.

The dementia color on Xiao Han's face was even stronger, just keeping it like that, as if he was about to speak.

The woman in red smiled contemptuously, and wanted to turn around and leave with Xiao Han.

She didn't care about Xiao Han in front of her.

After all, in her opinion, Xiao Han's cultivation base is really weak.

The gap between the two sides is too great, even if she stands there and fights Xiao Han, she may not be able to do anything. What is there to worry about?

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

Xiao Han kept the dementia on his face, as if he was walking forward subconsciously.

Behind him, the woman in red gradually approached.

The next moment, an ancient sword swung suddenly.

The long sword swung down, slashed down suddenly, and stabbed at the woman in red, exhausting the strength of Xiao Han's body.

The speed of this sword was very fast. Under the woman's negligence, it fell directly on her body almost instantly, slashing directly towards her neck.

Everything happened too fast, too fast.

The next moment, crimson blood was spread.

A beautiful woman's head fell far away, and her face seemed to be astonished, as if she couldn't believe it, she just fell.

"you........"

It happened so quickly that it was completely impossible for people to react.

When the woman's head fell on the ground, Xiao Han let out a long sigh of relief.

"Successful..."

Looking at the woman's body in front of him, he was filled with joy.

fortunately.

When he was awakened by Gu Jian and regained his sanity, he understood that his only hope of survival was the negligence of the opponent and the might of the magic weapon.

With the power of a divine weapon, if once cut on the opponent's body, even the vitality of the cultivator in the foundation stage cannot be stopped, and it will definitely be cut into two pieces.

The facts before him also proved that he was right.

At the feet, the dead woman's corpse was still lying there, but this moment gradually changed.

A blood-red light bloomed, and then the whole corpse quickly dried up as before, and the essence of it seemed to have been absorbed, just like the previous Liu Xiong's corpse.

Along with this process, the warm current in Xiao Han's body also appeared again, especially clear and obvious.

However, compared to the previous one, the warm current that appeared this time was much stronger, and it strengthened Xiao Han even more.

The warm current kept emerging, and then accompanied by a soft noise, a barrier was broken and directly entered a new level.

"The sixth layer of qi refining..."

Feeling his own situation, Xiao Han was stunned, then his face showed ecstasy.

Prior to this, he had been trapped in the fifth floor of Qi Refining for quite some time.

According to the original estimate, he wants to be promoted to the sixth level of Qi Refining, and under ideal circumstances, it would take at least more than a year.

And now, just killing two people, let him directly break through that level of barriers and enter this level.

It is equivalent to directly reducing the penance of more than a year.

The time and energy saved by this is more than a little bit.

The strength began to recover and swell quickly.

This rapid increase in speed made Xiao Han an impulse in his heart, wanting to rush out, and directly attacked.

Keep killing, kill to build foundation, kill to transform spirit.

He couldn't help thinking so in his heart.

But soon, reason defeated desire and forced him back to calm down.

Looking at the corpse of the woman who had turned into a mummy in front of him, he realized that the situation at the moment was very dangerous, so he was ready to leave.

Before leaving, he fumbled for the woman's body.

In any case, the woman in front of her is also a foundation-building monk, and her fortune must be abundant, far stronger than Xiao Han, a weak chicken.

In fact, it is true.

From the woman in front of him, Xiao Han obtained hundreds of spirit stones and a magic weapon.

The magic weapon is a tortoise-shaped shield with a thick sword mark on it, which seems to be cut by an ancient sword.

Seeing this, at the previous moment, Gu Jian not only directly cut the woman's head, but also cut through the magic weapon of her body protection, without even forming any influence.

This made Xiao Han feel awe-inspiring, and he had a further understanding of the power of the ancient sword.

He packed up the remaining belongings in the corpse, and then left, and quickly found a hidden corner to hide, trying to find out what happened here.

Then, time passed quickly.

In a flash, three months passed.

In the early morning, the sun illuminates the night and brings light.

Under a waterfall, a man with a face full of disbelief, looked at the figure in front of him and fell unwillingly.

Standing in front of him was an ordinary-looking young man holding an ancient sword.

Judging from the breath, there is a big difference in breath between the two sides. One is already in the foundation period, while the other is still refining.

But the one who fell in the end was to build the foundation, and the one who was alive was just refining the qi.

This can't help but surprise.

"Finally cut another one."

Looking at the fallen man in front of him, Xiao Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and this thought flashed through his mind.

At this moment, three months have passed, and the breath on his body has been very different.

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