Chapter 1856

"Since the constitution of this sword carrying slave is suitable for carrying swords, can it attract these weapons?"

For example, the Tomahawk is probably the existence of Hongmeng emperor's soldiers. It should have been spiritually long ago. Maybe you can feel the extraordinary of sword carrying slaves?

The idea came into being, and Qin Yu thought it more and more feasible.

"As long as the sword carrying slave is preliminarily resurrected, he may be able to compete for fortune." Qin Huan's eyes twinkled. Although his goal was bronze beads, Qin Huan would try his best if he could win the fierce soldier's axe.

However, he also knows that the probability of getting it is not big. After all, yuan Qingzi's power is not strong now.

Although the breath of yuan Qingzi is extremely terrible and can deter the existence of ancestral territory, if you want to deter, you should meet alone.

In this competition, I'm afraid few people will give up fighting for weapons because of yuan Qingzi's breath.

Qin Huan continued to cultivate sword slaves. Although the remnant soul could revive his body by itself, the continuous injection of divine power could speed up the speed.

As for the road ants, they didn't stop for a moment, constantly carrying the blood of gods and demons.

Although these road ants are only transported, they are exposed to the blood of gods and demons for a long time, and all of them are stained with the breath of gods and demons, which is much stronger than at the beginning.

Therefore, the more you go to the back, the faster the collection speed is.

In the twinkling of an eye, more than ten years have passed in this array.

Qin Huan opened his eyes and looked at the sword slave sitting in front of him. His face showed a sense of relief and surprise.

Compared with yuan Qingzi, it took less than one-third of yuan Qingzi's time to "resurrect" the sword slave.

Moreover, the latter words may be easier to recover than yuan Qingzi.

Qin Huan felt the faint breath of life in the sword carrying slave. A smile appeared on his face. He pondered a little and left the stone tablet space of the tomb of gods and demons.

But soon he entered again and continued to sit in front of the sword slave, crossing the holy power of the spirit into the sword slave.

In the twinkling of an eye, Qin Huan had been in this array for nearly 30 years, which was equivalent to a year outside.

On this day, Qin Yu was standing in the space of the tomb of gods and demons, watching the sword slave sitting on the ground with shock and emotion on his face.

At this time, Qin Huan understood why the sword carrying slave could carry swords for several emperors.

In these short decades, the sword carrying slave not only resurrected, but also the flesh that had died for many years was full of vitality, and even the severed arms grew again.

"If it goes on like this, the sword carrying slave can recover to his peak. Unfortunately, his ghost is very small. Otherwise, he can really revive." Qin Huan was shocked.

The strange constitution of the sword carrying slave is terrible.

After a long time, Qin Yu calmed his mind. He took out the bow of Hongmeng and prepared to let the sword carrying slave Yun Yang.

Although he got the bow of Hongmeng again, Qin Huan could feel that the bow of Hongmeng should also be damaged.

According to the memory of the sword carrying slave, his physique can accumulate and support weapons, and can not only heal damaged weapons, which is what any friar dreams of.

Because weapons are different from people. Once they are damaged, if they are not repaired in time, they will only make the damage bigger and bigger. At best, weapons will be discarded.

However, weapon damage is not like people. You can recover after taking some pills. Weapon damage not only requires precious materials, but also takes a lot of time to accumulate.

Therefore, the damage of weapons made many monks work hard until they found a special constitution suitable for cultivating weapons.

Gradually developed into sword carrying slaves.

In a certain period, the sword carrying slave almost became a symbol of identity, because not everyone is qualified to have the sword carrying slave. If the strength is not enough, it will cause others to rob.

This sword slave once carried swords for several emperors, which is enough to see the uniqueness of this sword slave.

Just as Qin Huan took out the bow of Hongmeng, Qin Huan was keenly aware that the bow of Hongmeng made a buzzing sound, which seemed very happy.

I'm afraid if Qin Huan hadn't caught it, Hongmeng's bow would have flown to the sword slave.

In Qin Huan's mind, the swordsman slowly opened his eyes, took the clanking bow in Qin Huan's hand, and leaned the bow across his shoulder.

Qin Huan looked at the sword slave carefully, then looked at the bow of Hongmeng, and found that the vitality in the sword slave poured into the bow of Hongmeng

"He is worthy of being a swordsman. If this goes on, Hongmeng's bow will not only recover, but also go further." Qin Huan said.

"Wait a minute." Qin Huan suddenly thought of something and took out the Tiandao he hadn't been able to use for a long time.

It was not that Qin Huan didn't want to use Tiandao, but that Tiandao was so badly damaged that its soul was so weak that it disappeared at any time. Therefore, Qin Huan didn't dare to use it at all.

Now, the sword slave with a back... Is enough to make Tiandao recover slowly. Once it recovers to a certain extent, Tiandao can exert a lot of power according to the seal you untie.

Then Qin Huan tied Tiandao to the sword slave's back.

After that, Qin Huan thought of Gaitian's blade again, but hesitated a little. Qin Huan gave up the idea of letting the sword slave carry Gaitian's blade.

After all, the sky covering blade is still evil. The attack of the first seal turns into a magic cave in the chest. You can imagine the terror of the sky covering blade.

Under such circumstances, Qin Huan dared not move Gaitian's blade!

Qin Huan then asked the sword carrying slave to continue to recover. He looked at yuan Qingzi and found that yuan Qingzi recovered more strength after absorbing a lot of divine and demon blood than before using the void.

But now it is not enough to fight with the ancestral realm. At most, we can only rely on breath to deter others.

Qin Huan didn't think much. He could get some things if he could. He wouldn't be too reluctant if he couldn't get them.

Immediately, Qin Huan left the stone tablet space of the tomb of the gods and demons.

The pillar of light still existed, and the friars around it could not be described by calculation.

It has been a full year since the light column appeared. In this year, the light column has spread all over the whole planet of death.

In this year, the organization has bombarded the light column several times, but the end was very tragic.

After scanning around, Qin Huan did not find the disciples of Daqian Shenzong, but he saw a big city dozens of miles away from the rear.

"Hmm?" Qin Huan was surprised. He hadn't seen the big city when he came out last time. Unexpectedly, he built such a big city out of thin air in a few months.

Qin Huan didn't have too many accidents. After all, this place has become the focus of the whole Death Star. I don't know how many strong men and demons are gathered here.

We can't all stay in the wild mountains, so it makes sense to rebuild a big city.

Looking at the monks around him, Qin Huan guessed that the light column would not be broken in a short time. He simply flew towards the big city.