Chapter 2384

Seeing this, Qin Huan quickly took the fierce ants back into the stone tablet space of the tomb of the gods and demons.

He can't figure it out now, Xiao Zun. Don't let the fierce ants provoke him.

Then Qin Huan took out a pot of supreme wine and gave it to Xiao Zun. He took Xiao Zun back to the small world of bronze mirrors.

I underestimated Xiao Zun before. I'd better wait until there are enough dead spirits for Xiao Zun to devour in the future. Otherwise, they can't improve at all.

After putting Xiao Zun back in the bronze mirror world, Qin Huan released the fierce ants again.

It seems that the fierce ant is still unwilling to be swallowed up by xiaozun. After coming out, he looks around and makes a low roar. It seems that he is looking for xiaozun.

Qin Huan was speechless when he saw this. The fierce ant's temperament... Was terrible. This guy is really a fearless Lord.

On one side, Kan Daozi looked at the fierce ant and his face was very strange. Looking at the ferocious appearance of the fierce ant, he was surprised.

This is an ant beast??

When did ant beasts become so ferocious???

"Well, there will be more in the future. Go and devour the good fortune here. By the way, collect the naxu ring for me." Qin Huan waved his hand.

Only then did the fierce ants sneak into the ground with the Dragon ants, and soon the ground surged.

As for Xiaoying, he also flew forward to devour the power of death here, which increased rapidly. As for the power of death in the space after he came out, Qin Huan didn't need to take care of it.

"Daniel, look at them here." Qin Huan said and entered the small world of bronze mirrors.

After entering the small world, Qin Huan looked at Xiao Zun standing by the light curtain. He continued to look at the light curtain. The pot of wine had been drunk by him, and the pot was left aside.

Qin Huan came to xiaozun, picked up the wine pot, looked at xiaozun and said, "xiaozun, I don't know if you can understand me. We are now in an ancient battlefield. There will be many dead souls in it, and you will devour them..."

Qin Huan whispered to himself beside Xiao Zun, but Xiao Zun turned a deaf ear and still looked ahead.

After saying a little, Qin Huan saw that Xiao Zun didn't respond, so he looked at Zhang Youyi. He found that Zhang Youyi closed her eyes and flew to the ashram without calling her.

Qin Huan came to the small world of bronze mirrors this time mainly to see what he had gained in the crack battlefield.

I have to say that Qin Huan could not wait. Although most of these naxu precepts remained intact, Qin Huan was also worried that the things inside would decay.

After nearly 100000 naxu rings were poured out, Qin Huan began to pour out the contents of these naxu rings one by one.

Half a day later.

Qin Huan looked at the huge mountain piled up by the Taoist center. His face was helpless. With a wave of his right hand, the power of Shengyuan turned into a huge wave and rushed out, covering the huge mountain piled up.

"Bang!" with the muffled sound, under the power of the holy yuan, the mountain turned into dust and soared into the sky.

Less than one thousandth of the items fell to the ground.

Most of those turned into dust have been abandoned, most of them are divine stones, herbs and other materials, which have long lost their power and efficacy over the long years.

Most of those left are weapons and so on.

Qin Huan stepped forward and began to check one by one.

Although most of them are abandoned, there are nearly a thousand things left. Moreover, they can resist the power of years, which shows that these things are extraordinary.

Then Qin Huan looked at them one by one and classified them.

Half an hour later.

Qin Huan swept the objects in front of him and fell into meditation.

Among the nearly 1000 items, more than 500 are of Hongmeng Zhibao level. In addition, there are many magic soldiers, about 100 in total. However, the level is not high. The highest is also a prefecture level middle-grade magic soldier, and there is only one prefecture level magic soldier.

It's no wonder that these people used their most powerful weapons when fighting, so they stayed at a lower level.

Among these weapons, this one attracted Qin Huan's attention.

This is a broken sword. The broken sword and its handle are less than three feet long, covered with green rust.

It didn't seem strange, but the smell of the broken sword surprised Qin Huan.

Qin Huan felt a fierce spirit coming to his face just after his divine sense glanced at him.

Qin Huan pondered a little and carefully picked up the broken sword.

Qin Huan didn't see what was extraordinary about the broken sword, because the broken sword was useless and shouldn't be so fierce.

Then Qin Huan's divine sense went into the broken sword to see what was there.

"Ah!!"

Qin Huan uttered a scream. His divine sense of the broken sword was smashed by the blast, and he threw the broken sword out conditionally.

Qin Huan took a breath of air and looked at the broken sword thrown in the distance.

He vaguely saw only a flash of the sword, and his divine consciousness was shattered.

"There is still a blade in the broken sword? Why is it so terrible?" Qin Huan looked dignified.

If so, I'm afraid the old grade of the broken sword is not low.

Unfortunately, it's broken, and there's no smell of the spirit, only an immortal horror sword

However, if you can collect this sword... Maybe

Qin Huan's divine sense penetrated into it again.

As before, the divine sense was smashed again, but Qin Huan's sword was clear.

The light of the sword was only half a Zhang long, but it was terrible. Moreover, Qin Huan vaguely felt that there were dense lines in the light of the sword

More importantly, when Qin Huan felt the sword, he always felt a powerful pressure, which made Qin Huan feel like he was facing the emperor of heaven and earth.

"Is this sword... From the great emperor? Has this broken sword followed the great emperor in the past?" Qin Huan stared at the broken sword in his hand and wondered.

If so... Well, although the broken sword is useless, the blade is indeed a great fortune.

If you can charge

Thinking of this, Qin Huan couldn't wait to enter the stone tablet space of the tomb of gods and demons with the broken sword.

The sword carrying slave once carried the sword for the great emperor. You should know what kind of sword is.

"Senior, please help me see the blade in the broken sword... See what state the blade is left by the strong? Besides, can I collect the blade?" Qin Huan said.

If he could collect the sword, he would be able to protect himself at the place of origin.

Of course, Qin Huan also knew that it was impossible to charge with his current strength!

The swordsman slowly opened his eyes, looked at the broken sword in Qin Huan's hand, took it and began to check it.

A moment later, the swordsman handed the broken sword to Qin Huan.

"You have no fate with this sword!"