Fantasy Simulator

"It should be said that it is not a god soldier?"

After checking up and down and confirming that there is no problem with himself, Xiao Han was relieved, and this thought flashed in 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 lying there, and now it has turned into a mummy, which looks a little scary.

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

The corpse must be disposed of.

There is serious competition within the Qionghua Sword Sect, but fighting between disciples is also not allowed.

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

So the body had to be disposed of.

In addition, there are traces around here, and if it can be dealt with, it must be dealt with.

Otherwise, if someone finds traces of this area nearby and associates it with Divine Weapon, it will be troublesome.

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

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

Once exposed, with his current strength, he will never be able to hold it, and will definitely be taken away by others.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he acted quickly.

He burned Liu Xiong's body directly, and then he toured around the place, clearing up some obvious traces, and then he left satisfied.

Leaving this place, he spared a long way on purpose, walked further away, and then pretended that nothing had happened, and walked to the place where he was before.

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

"what happened?"

Back to the starting point where he set off before, Xiao Han secretly frowned and sniffed around.

A monk's sense of smell is equally sensitive, much stronger than that of ordinary people.

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

"Blood smell!"

Feeling the strong smell of blood around him, his face changed, and he already felt bad.

The trip to the Sword Tomb this time was a trial of the Qionghua Sword Sect, and logically speaking, only the Qionghua Sword Sect's talents entered this place.

Why is there a smell of blood here?

Could it be that, without his knowledge, what major event happened here?

The thought flashed through his mind.

Then, a slight sound of footsteps came from behind.

A figure was coming from there, walking towards Xiao Han's direction.

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

A burst of light laughter came from a distance and entered Xiao Han's ears.

The voice was very soft, like the voice of such an ordinary woman, very gentle, but it made people feel chills inexplicably.

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

The powerful breath dissipated, and a suffocating majesty rippling across Xiao Han's chest made him almost breathless.

"Building the foundation!"

Looking at the woman approaching in front of him, Xiao Han narrowed his eyes and clenched the ancient sword in his hand.

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

The inexplicable smell of blood, the sword mound that should only be entered by Qionghua Sword Sect disciples, the strange foundation-builder cultivator who appeared inexplicably......

All these clues undoubtedly showed that the situation at hand was not good.

On the other side, a burst of light laughter came.

"Little brother, what's your name?"

In front, the woman in women's clothes was full of laughter, looked at Xiao Han in front of her, and said softly: "My sister wants to find Miss Song Qingruo from your sect, I wonder if you can lead the way?"

While speaking, an invisible spiritual force emerged and enveloped Xiao Han, as if trying to distort his spirit and turn him into a puppet.

Xiao Han's face became dull, and his every move became more and more rigid, as if he had been tricked.

But the next moment, a warm current surged from the ancient sword, which woke him up suddenly.

"so close!"

"I'm looking for Song Qingruo, is he here for Senior Sister Song?"

Xiao Han woke up with a start, and various thoughts flashed through 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 stammer, hesitating to speak.

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

"When my sister meets that person, I will give you a reward..."

The soft voice fell, like soft cotton, itchy people's hearts, with a huge temptation.

The dementia on Xiao Han's face became stronger, and he just kept it like this, as if he was about to speak.

The woman in red smiled contemptuously, then turned around and followed Xiao Han to leave.

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

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

The gap between the two sides is too big, even if she stands there and calls Xiao Han, it may not be able to do anything, so what is there to worry about?

The distance between the two sides is getting closer, slowly approaching.

Xiao Han maintained the demented look on his face, as if

Subconsciously walked forward.

Behind him, the woman in red gradually approached.

The next moment, an ancient sword swung violently.

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

The speed of this sword was very fast, under the negligence of the woman in red, it landed on her body almost instantly, and slashed directly towards her neck.

Everything happened too fast too fast.

The next moment, crimson blood spread.

A beautiful woman's head fell far away, and her face seemed to be full of shock, as if she couldn't believe that she fell like this.

"you........"

Things happened so fast that people couldn't react at all.

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

"Successful..."

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

fortunately.

When he was awakened by the ancient sword and regained his senses, he realized that his only hope of survival lay in the negligence of the opponent and the power of the divine weapon.

With the power of the divine weapon, if it is cut on the opponent, even the vitality of the foundation-building monks cannot stop it, and it will definitely be cut in two.

And the facts in front of him also proved that he was right.

At the foot, the woman's dead body was still lying there, but gradually changed at this moment.

A blood-red light bloomed, and then the whole corpse shriveled as quickly as before, and all the essence seemed to be absorbed, just like Liu Xiong's corpse before.

Along with this process, the warm current in Xiao Han's body reappeared, which was very clear and obvious.

However, compared to the previous one, the warm current this time was much stronger, and it strengthened Xiao Han to a greater extent.

Warm currents continued to emerge, and then accompanied by a soft sound, a barrier was broken, directly entering a new level.

"The sixth level of Qi refining......"

Feeling his own situation, Xiao Han froze for a moment, and then his face showed ecstasy.

Before that, he had been trapped in the fifth level of Qi Refining for quite some time.

According to the original estimate, it would take at least a year for him to advance to the sixth level of Qi Refining under ideal circumstances.

But now, just killing two people allowed him to directly break through that level and enter this level.

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

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

Strength begins to recover and expand rapidly.

This rapid increase in speed caused Xiao Han to feel an impulse in his heart, wanting to rush out and kill directly.

He kept killing until he reached the foundation building and even the spirit transformation.

He couldn't help thinking so in his heart.

But soon, reason defeated desire and made him forcefully turn around and calm down.

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

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

In any case, the woman in front of her is also a foundation cultivator, and her wealth 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 turtle-shaped shield with a thick sword mark on it, which looks like it was cut by an ancient sword.

Seeing it this way, at that moment before, the ancient sword not only directly cut off the woman's head, but also chopped off the magic weapon that protected her body, without any impact at all.

This can't help but make Xiao Han's heart awe-inspiring, and he has a further understanding of the power of the ancient sword.

After packing away the belongings left in the corpse, he left and quickly found a hidden corner to hide, wanting to find out exactly what happened here.

Then, time passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, March has passed.

In the 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 a young man with an ordinary appearance holding an ancient sword.

Judging from the aura, the aura of the two parties is very different, one is already in the foundation building stage, and the other is still refining Qi.

But in the end, it was Foundation Establishment who fell down, and the one who survived was only Qi Refining.

This is not surprising.

"Finally cut another one."

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

Now that three months have passed, the aura on his body is already quite different.