Chapter 596

"It should be said that it is not a magic weapon?"

After checking up and down and confirming that there was no problem with himself, Xiao Han was relieved and the idea flashed in his heart.

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

In front of him, Liu Xiong's body is still there. At the moment, it has become a mummy. It looks a little scary.

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

The body must be disposed of.

There is serious competition in Qionghua sword sect, but fighting among disciples is also not allowed.

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

So the body must be disposed of.

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

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

Even if there is only a small probability that he will expose his magic soldiers, Xiao Han doesn't want to try even if it is such a small probability.

In his heart, the magic soldiers in his hands are his hope for further development in the future, which must not be exposed.

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

The idea flashed through his mind, and then he acted quickly.

He burned Liu Xiong's body directly. Then he toured around here and cleared some obvious traces. Only then did he leave satisfactorily.

When he left here, he deliberately spared a long way and walked farther away. Then he pretended that nothing had happened and walked to the place where he had been before.

Just back to the starting point, he made a new discovery.

"What's going on?"

Back to the starting point, Xiao Han frowned and smelled everywhere.

Friars have an equally sensitive sense of smell, much better than ordinary people.

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

"Bloody smell!"

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

This trip to the sword tomb is a test of Qionghua sword school. It is reasonable that all the people who enter here are talents of Qionghua sword school.

Why is there blood here?

Can it be said that without his knowledge, what great event has happened here?

The idea flashed through his mind.

Then a slight sound of footsteps came from behind.

A figure is coming from there and walking in the direction of Xiao Han.

"It seems that another one is missing."

A burst of light laughter came from a distance and reflected in Xiao Han's ear.

This voice is very slight, like the voice of such an ordinary woman, very soft, but it makes people feel cold inexplicably.

Xiao Han subconsciously looked there and just saw a woman in red standing there, walking towards him at the moment.

The strong breath dissipated, and a suffocating majesty rippled all over Xiao Han's chest, making him almost out of breath.

"Build a foundation!"

Looking at the woman coming in front of him, Xiao Han shrunk his eyes and immediately clenched the ancient sword in his hand.

At this moment, he has realized the bad.

The inexplicable bloody gas, the sword tomb that should only be entered by Qionghua sword sect disciples, and the inexplicable strange foundation building friars

Such clues undoubtedly illustrate the current situation.

The other side, a burst of light laughter came.

"Little brother, what's your name?"

In front, the woman in female clothes smiled. Looking at Xiao Han in front of her, she whispered, "my sister wants to find Miss Song qingruo of your sect. I don't know if you can lead the way?"

While talking, an invisible spiritual force emerged and shrouded Xiao Han. It seemed that 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 more and more rigid, as if he had been recruited.

But the next moment, a warm current came from the ancient sword, which made him wake up.

"How close!"

"To find song qingruo, he came to elder martial sister song?"

Xiao Han woke up with a start and flashed all kinds of thoughts at the moment.

But on the surface, he still looked dull, as if he had been affected and reduced to a puppet: "OK... Ah..."

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

Looking at this scene, the smile on the woman's face was stronger: "then take your sister over..."

"When my sister sees the man, she will give you a reward..."

The soft voice falls, like soft cotton, which makes people itch and has a great temptation.

The color of dementia on Xiao Han's face was thicker, so he kept it, and seemed to be trying 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 is really weak.

The gap between the two sides is too big. Even if she stands there to fight Xiao Han, she may not be able to do anything. What's to worry about?

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

Xiao Han kept the color of dementia on his face, as if walking forward subconsciously.

Behind him, the woman in red approached gradually.

At the next moment, an ancient sword waved violently.

The long sword waved off, suddenly cut off, stabbed the woman in red, and exhausted Xiao Han's strength.

The speed of this sword was very fast. Under the negligence of the woman in red, it fell directly on her body and cut off her neck in an instant.

Everything happened too fast.

The next moment, the crimson blood spread.

A beauty's head fell far away, and her face seemed to be stunned. She couldn't believe it. She fell like this.

"You..."

It happened so fast that people couldn't react.

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

"Succeeded......"

Looking at the dead woman in front of him, his heart was full of happiness.

Fortunately.

When he was awakened by the ancient sword and regained his reason, he knew that his only hope for survival lay in the other party's negligence and the power of divine soldiers.

With the power of divine soldiers, if you cut the opponent, even if the strength of the friars in the foundation period can not be stopped, it will definitely be cut in two.

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

At the foot, the dead body of the woman was still lying there, but it gradually changed at the moment.

A blood red light bloomed, and then the whole body was as fast as it used to be, and the essence of it was as if it had been absorbed, like Liu Xiong's corpse before.

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

However, compared with the previous one, the warm current this time is much stronger, and the enhancement degree of Xiao Han is also greater.

The warm current constantly emerged, followed by a light sound, a checkpoint was broken and directly entered a new level.

"The sixth floor of gas refining..."

Feeling his own situation, Xiao Han was stunned, and then his face showed the color of ecstasy.

Before that, he had been trapped in the fifth floor of gas refining for quite some time.

According to the original estimate, it would take at least a year for him to be promoted to the sixth floor of gas refining.

Now, just killing two people, let him directly break that level and enter this level.

This is equivalent to a direct reduction of more than a year's hard work.

This saves more than a little time and energy.

The strength began to recover and expand rapidly.

The speed of this rapid increase made Xiao Han feel an impulse to rush out and kill directly.

Keep killing until you build the foundation and turn the spirit.

He couldn't help thinking so.

But soon, reason conquered desire and forced him to return to peace.

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

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

In any case, the woman in front of her is also a foundation building friar. Her wealth must be abundant, which is 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 heavy sword mark on it. It seems that it was cut by an ancient sword.

It seems that at that moment before that, the ancient sword not only directly cut the woman's head, but also cut the magic weapon protecting her body, without even a little influence.

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

He cleaned up the remaining belongings in the body. Then he left and quickly hid in a secret corner to find out what happened here.

Then time passed quickly.

In a flash, March passed.

In the morning, the sun lights up the night and brings light.

Under a waterfall, a man looked at the figure in front of him and fell unwilling.

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

Judging from the breath, there is a big gap between the two sides. One is in the foundation period, but the other is still refining gas.

But the last thing that fell was to build a foundation, and the only thing that lived was to refine Qi.

This is not surprising.

"Finally cut another one."

Looking at the man who fell in front of him, Xiao Han was secretly relieved, and the idea flashed in his heart.

Now three months later, his breath has changed greatly.