Fantasy Simulator

It is not easy to say that there are magic soldiers who have survived the robbery.

In this world, there is a heavenly calamity for human cultivation, and there is also a military calamity for weapons.

Bingjie is a test of heaven and earth for the spirit of weapons. Only when the spirituality has gathered to a certain level, can the magic weapon that is about to transform be able to survive Bingjie.

And once it has survived the robbery, it means that this weapon is qualified to be called a magic 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 since ancient times.

But all divine soldiers who have survived the military calamity are eligible to be listed among them.

The current master of the Qionghua Sword Sect, Song Qingruo's father has a magical weapon in his hand, called the Qionghua Sword, which was left behind by the original ancestor of the Qionghua Sword Sect, and is a secret treasure inherited by the Qionghua Sword Sect.

This shows the preciousness of divine weapons.

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

Doesn't this mean...

"Here... is there a magic soldier who has survived the war?"

Beside Song Qingruo, someone thought of this possibility, and at this moment, even his breathing began to become short, and an inexplicable desire emerged.

"Not sure."

Facing the enthusiasm of the surrounding people, Song Qingruo just shook his head, and then said: "That weapon may not have survived the military calamity, and it may have failed to become a magic weapon..."

"But even if it fails, there should still be the wreckage left by that divine weapon."

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

The same is true for the people present, their eyes are frighteningly bright at this moment.

"Pass down the order to let all members of my Qionghua Sword Sect come here to have a look."

Facing the huge temptation, Song Qingruo just thought for a while, and then said again: "The magic weapon has a spirit. If it really exists, it will choose its own master."

"People from my Qionghua Sword Sect can come here and give it a try, don't give outsiders a chance."

"No matter who is recognized as the master of the divine weapon, or who obtains the fragments of the divine weapon, I can be the master to recommend him and let him enter the inner door."

The deserted voice kept falling.

The people around were stunned for a moment, and their gazes on Song Qingruo suddenly changed, with some admiration.

There is such a huge temptation in front of a possible magical weapon, if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that the news will be blocked immediately at this moment, so that no one will know.

But Song Qingruo in front of him was not like this, not only did not hide the news, but spread the news openly, letting the whole Qionghua Sword Sect come here to have a try.

This kind of mind is really admirable.

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

As an innate sword body, Song Qingruo had an extraordinary affinity for divine weapons since childhood.

If there is really a magic soldier here who wants to choose a master, given his talent and aptitude, he must be the first choice, and it is absolutely impossible to choose someone else.

This is the self-confidence of the other party.

Soon, the news spread.

Behind him, the ordinary-looking young man in a black robe also knew the news, and was shocked.

"God soldiers?"

A look of surprise appeared on his face.

For him, such things as magical weapons are completely like myths, something he has never thought of before.

And now, is it possible to touch it?

Just thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little unique, and also a little bit excited.

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

"Xiao Han, Xiao Han..."

There was a wry smile on his face: "You don't even look at what you look like, what kind of dream do you deserve?"

"It's better to be honest and 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 weapon.

After all, although Song Qingruo said that whoever obtains the magic weapon belongs to him, but there are so many people present, how can he find it?

The magic soldier has a spirit and has his own judgment, so why would he look at such an ordinary person who wants power but no power, qualifications but no qualifications?

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

Unlike the other people around who were in full swing, he did not give hope from the beginning, did not go around to explore the magic weapon, but followed the lead of the vitality, silently went to the places where the vitality gathered, and wanted to find a place to practice well.

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

"Huh?"

At a certain moment, he suddenly sensed an inexplicable aura in front of him.

The strong vitality response came from the front, which made his heart move and he hurried forward.

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 pothole in front of him, there were some scattered spirit grass growing, which made Xiao Han look happy.

Carefully put away the few spiritual grasses here, he was about to leave, but his footsteps could not help but pause.

"Huh?"

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

In his sight, there seemed to be other things there, which had not been discovered.

Secret treasure?

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

Soon, the thing below was revealed, which looked like a sword.

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

This sword looks like it has been around for some years, it is full of rust, with thick rust, I don't know how many years it has been here.

Although the blade was complete, it looked unusable. It looked like it could be used against enemies, even if it was cut twice, it might fall apart.

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

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

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

However, the material in it doesn't look like ordinary iron, and it may be of some value after being taken back to the furnace.

So comforting himself in his heart, he picked up the long sword in front of him and prepared to leave.

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

"Isn't this Brother Xiao?"

Behind him, a voice sounded, causing Xiao Han to feel chills in his heart.

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

The big man was wearing a long robe and Qionghua's disciple's clothes, but his figure was very burly, and his aura 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 the bullet and came over to say hello.

"Brother Xiao, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you so far away......"

The big man walked forward, patted Xiao Han on the shoulder, and showed a malicious smile on his face: "This area is quite full of vitality. Brother Xiao has been exploring here for a long time, so it should be somewhat rewarding... …”

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

He patted Xiao Han's 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 tyrant among the ordinary disciples of Qionghua Sword Sect, relying on his cultivation level that is close to the perfection of Qi refining, he often does deceitful things.

In the past, Xiao Han also suffered from the other party.

Unexpectedly, this time, I ran into it again.

His face was stiff, and various thoughts flashed through 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 suddenly showed a smile on his face, and his face became brighter when he looked at Xiao Han: "There are still these things, which are worth some spirit stones."

"Brother Xiao, Brother Wei's money is a bit tight recently, how about lending these spirit herbs to Brother Wei for the time being?"

"When you become a brother and become prosperous, you will definitely pay back twice."

He patted Xiao Han's shoulder with a very bold look.

"Brother Liu... If you want it, then take it..."

Xiao Han forced a smile, and cupped his hands at Liu Xiong, his heart was bleeding.

"Then thank you."

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

Before leaving, he took a special look at the things in Xiao Han's hands.

But to his disappointment, the long sword that had just been dug out of the pit looked really too old, it looked like broken copper and iron, it was not worth mentioning at all.

It is estimated that only people like Xiao Han would think of taking him away.

Liu Xiong felt contemptuous, and then wanted to leave.

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

In his mind, various images of the past kept reappearing, making his murderous intent rampant and gradually rising.

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

But reason told him not to move.

Liu Xiong's cultivation is far stronger than him. Once he starts to fight, he will only die, and he cannot be the opponent.

Endure, must endure.

But the more he thought about it in his heart, the more aggrieved he felt, the more murderous intent rolled in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to let out a long cry.

However, when he wasn't paying attention, the long sword in his hand was changing.

A little bit of light was flickering, and then began to tremble softly.

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

Then, he saw the trembling and shining long sword in his hand.

"This is......."

Before he could react, he made a move the next moment.

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

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

The mighty sword energy swept across all directions.

In front, feeling the terrifying murderous intent sweeping across, Liu Xiong quickly reacted.

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

It's just that it doesn't do anything.

The next moment, the sword energy swept across, and the shield in front of him was like cutting vegetables, and it was easily cut open, together with Liu Xiong's hand

The arms were cut off together.

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

Xiao Han was shocked immediately.