Chapter 2385

"It was never meant to be???"

Qin Huan looked at the sword in his hand and at the back sword slave. He didn't look good.

He has high hopes for this sword, and wants to face the demons in the place of origin with this sword.

But now, Qin Huan was overwhelmed by the words of the sword slave... It was never meant to be.

What is fate?

As long as you can collect the sword, won't you?

Qin Huan, who was unwilling, looked at the sword slave and said tentatively, "senior, why is it fate? If I can take this sword, it will be even more powerful for me."

Qin Huan would not give up the sword because he was a sword slave.

The swordsman frowned and looked at the broken sword in Qin Huan's hand. After a while, he said, "the sword has a spirit. He can't accept it with your current cultivation."

Does the sword have a spirit?

Can a sword have spirit? What kind of sword is it made of the strong?

"Is there no other way?" Qin Huan said reluctantly.

"Yes, but the success rate is not high." the sword carrying slave looked at Qin Huan deeply and said.

"Please tell me," Qin Huan said hurriedly.

"This sword was also hurt when the sword was broken. You can try to contain it with the spirit. This is your only way." the sword carrying slave said.

Qin Huan took a deep breath, nodded and said, "thank you, master. I'll try Yunyang now."

Anyway, Qin Huan would try as long as there was a chance. After all, the sword was terrible. If he could collect it in front of the place of origin, it would become his own killer mace!

If you can refine this sword into your own demon

After Qin Huan left, the sword carrying slave looked at the place where Qin Huan was, and his turbid eyes showed a complex: "I didn't expect to see his sword... But it's too difficult to collect his sword."

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After returning to the small world of bronze mirror, Qin Huan did not immediately raise the blade in the broken sword.

Instead, he put the broken sword aside and continued to tidy up other items on the ground.

Qin Huan checked the magic soldiers on the ground one by one to see if there were any weapons suitable for him.

Although he now has a lot of magic soldiers, who would dislike more magic soldiers? Qin Huan would refine his own magic soldiers when he had time. These are life-saving things in times of crisis.

"What a pity!"

"What a pity!"

Qin Huan looked at them one by one. Although they were still glorious, many of them had been damaged. Those who had not been damaged were not suitable for Qin Huan.

Qin Huan was helpless.

After a rough inspection, Qin Huan picked up the only ground level magic weapon - a brown pot.

The jar looks very ordinary. There are no lines on it, but it emits a faint radiance. There are two forces surging in the radiance, which looks like double dragons playing with beads.

Qin Huan picked up the brown pot and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see anything. Finally, his eyes fell on the lid of the pot.

"Well, I haven't figured out the origin of the jar yet. Don't open it first." Qin Huan thought that the jar looked extraordinary. Qin Huan was worried that it would stimulate the jar after opening it. Now his cultivation was not enough to resist the power of the jar.

After putting the clay pots aside, Qin Huan wrote down all the magic soldiers. In the future, these magic soldiers will sell whatever they can and keep whatever they can.

After putting the weapons aside, Qin Huan looked at a pile of objects on the ground. They looked similar to Hunyuan refined iron. The largest one was the size of a fist and the smallest one was the size of a thumb.

Different from mixed refined iron, these metals emit a faint golden glow.

"What is this?" Qin Huan whispered to himself.

"Hun yuan Chen gold is the main material for forging magic weapons. Any magic weapon must be mixed with Hun yuan Chen gold." at this time, Zhang Youyi's voice came from the foot of the mountain.

"Hun yuan Chen Jin? The main material for making magic soldiers?" Qin Huan looked at the foot of the mountain and was stunned.

Hunyuan refined iron is the main material to create wasteland soldiers and Hongmeng Zhibao, and this Hunyuan Chen gold is to create divine soldiers

This is enough to get the precious degree of this mixed yuan Chen gold.

Qin Huan looked at Hun yuan Chen Jin on the ground and casually picked up a fist sized one.

"Hmm? How heavy!!" Qin Huan said secretly.

If the fist big Hunyuan refined iron weighs a hundred kilograms, then the fist big Hunyuan chenjin is afraid to weigh ten thousand kilograms!

Looking at the Hun yuan Chen Jin scattered on the ground, Qin Huan estimated that there were about 150000 Jin

"Hunyuan Chen gold is much more precious than Hunyuan refined iron, and the 150000 kg......" Qin Huan's eyes lit up.

In this world where the refined iron of Hunyuan is precious, how precious is the Hunyuan Chen gold of more than 100000 kg? Such things must be valuable but not available!

"That's right! That's right! I'll continue to collect the naxu ring of those corpses just for these mixed yuan Chen gold." Qin Huan was ecstatic.

In addition to Hunyuan Chen gold, there are many Hunyuan refined iron, but in front of these Hunyuan Chen gold, Hunyuan refined iron can be ignored.

After sorting everything, Qin Huan got up and came to the edge of the Taoist temple. He looked at the foot of the mountain and his eyes fell on Zhang Youyi.

Qin Huan didn't know that Zhang Youyi was arrogant at first, and now answered all questions and even took the initiative to tell about the changes.

I also know that Zhang Youyi's fundamental purpose is to get a chance of life.

But Qin Huan knew that if Zhang Youyi was released, he would undoubtedly release the tiger and return to the mountain.

Don't let go

The chains on him

To be honest, Qin Huan was really not used to it without chains, because the chains were enough to imprison them in the face of the existence of ancestral territory, which was his own killer mace.

Now we can only imprison Zhang Youyi... Waste!

What a waste!

Qin Huan is very complicated.

"How can we take away the chains and suppress Zhang Youyi?" Qin Huan was lost in thought.

After thinking for a long time, Qin Huan thought about whether to put Zhang Youyi in the black coffin

"That's not enough. Don't crush him." Qin Huan cut off the idea and looked at the incomplete town gate not far away.

"Unfortunately, this young instrument is not a devil. If it is a devil, it can be suppressed by zhentianmen!" Qin Huan's eyes twinkled.

For a moment, I really can't think of how to suppress Zhang Youyi.

Qin Huan was about to give up. When he was thinking about it in the future, an idea burst into his mind.

"Put Zhang Youyi... In the stone tablet space of the tomb of the gods and demons. There is not much space there, and there are sword slaves. He doesn't dare to measure it?" Qin Huan thought.

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