Douluo's first sword

Chapter 271 Soul Guidance Device and Demon Sword Hongyu [First update!Ask for a subscription and ask for a monthly pass]

After calmly disposing of these killers, Fang Xuan wiped the blood on the black knife with his sleeve, and stood quietly in a pool of blood, looking at the desolate and scarlet land, muttering to himself: "The leader of chaos..."

It's too early to kill people!

You should ask more useful information before killing.

Fang Xuan was a little annoyed, he blamed his reflexes for being too sensitive, where is the Territory of Chaos, is it still in the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire? !

After hesitating for a while, he looked at the corpses around him. The instinct from the depths of his soul drove him to do his old job after a long absence - licking bags~!

Five minutes later, Fang Xuan finished cleaning the battlefield and began to check his harvest.

Some money, some weapons.

In addition, there is a precious soul tool in the shape of a bracelet, which originated from the blue-haired girl.

There are many things in the soul guide device, such as water, food, fine wine, treasures, etc., the amount may be as high as 100 million gold soul coins, and the harvest is quite rich.

However, it is a little regrettable that no precious treasures of the spirit bone were found.

Fang Xuan secretly scolded himself for being greedy, how could such a second-rate group of killers have such a treasure as a soul bone, but killing these killers did bring him a lot of gains.

After walking two steps to the left, Fang Xuan came to a blood-devouring demon tree and sat down cross-legged. He took a rest. He didn't know how long he had been in a coma. Now his stomach was thundering and he was unbearably hungry.

"Forget it, you don't need to think so much, let's fill your stomach first!"

The strong hunger made him have to suppress the doubts in his stomach, first he took out a pile of wine and meat from the soul guide, and ate it directly.

Roast leg of lamb, pork knuckle, roast chicken, wine, etc., a lot of food and wine!

After a while, he was wiped out by Fang Xuanfeng's sweeping clouds, and all the more than ten kilograms of meat went into his stomach. He burped comfortably, touched his gradually swollen belly, and rested against the blood-devouring demon tree.

"Nine Heart Begonia, treat it!"

After resting for about half an hour, Fang Xuan's physical strength was full and his soul power was fully recovered, so he started to activate the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul to heal his injuries.

On his body, there are no less than a hundred large and small wounds, which are very terrifying, and some of them have even exposed their bones. However, after the torture of that prison disaster, this little pain is nothing to him at all. , and as long as the soul power recovers, it will be easy to heal this kind of injury.

In the dantian, the sacred and crystal nine-heart crabapple blooms, the white petals are flying, and waves of powerful life energy flow out, flowing in an orderly manner along Fang Xuan's meridians, quickly nourishing his scars and wounds. Weary limbs and bones.

At this moment, Fang Xuan's whole body was bathed in the fairy glow, as if being enveloped by hot springs, it was warm and comfortable, the broken bones healed automatically, the wound healed quickly, and the poison quickly recovered. In a short while, he healed all the injuries and recovered. At the peak state, he became fierce again.

"what……"

Fang Xuan stood up, feeling the power continuously pouring out of his body, feeling extremely happy in his heart, couldn't help but let out a loud roar, as if announcing his resurrection to the whole world.

This long howl contained powerful energy, spreading in all directions, the mountain trembled suddenly, the rocks rolled down, the birds flew away, and the blood-devouring demon trees all around seemed to feel the aura of the supreme emperor emanating from him, Everyone was so frightened that they fell to the ground, knelt down and surrendered!

"I am alive, I am alive again!"

Fang Xuan clenched his fist full of power, feeling the explosive power in his body, his heart was excited and uplifted, and he felt like he had regained his life.

From the champion of the Soul Master Contest, to the prisoners in the prison of the Wuhun Palace, from the public execution in front of the Pope's Palace, to the vast sea and sky here.

After going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, Fang Xuan finally escaped from the hands of Wuhundian by chance. From then on, the sea and the sky are high, and he can fly freely, and no one can stop his way forward.

A kind of pride and ambition spontaneously arises!

After eating and drinking enough, healing his injuries, and resting, Fang Xuan returned to the state of his heyday, the majestic soul power in his body was like a sea of ​​smoke, but at this moment, his brows were slightly frowned, and doubts appeared in his heart again.

His cold eyes swept over the corpses of the pack horses in the caravan. Beside these corpses, there were many brown cargo bags scattered, which seemed to be the main property of the caravan.

However, what puzzled Fang Xuan was that when he opened these cargo bags just now, he was a little surprised to find that they were filled with stones, and there were no precious goods at all, not even a single golden soul coin.

How is this going? !

Fang Xuan touched his chin, frowning, puzzled.

After pondering for a while, he stepped forward, passed the corpses, and came to the front of the line, the corpse of the noble youth belonging to the caravan leader.

This corpse was in tatters, most of its body was swallowed by the Blood-devouring Demon Tree, leaving only a small part.

"This is!"

Suddenly, Fang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he noticed a dull ring on the finger of this noble youth. Although it looked inconspicuous, there were wisps of soul power spreading.

"Soul tool!"

Fang Xuan was pleasantly surprised, and finally had a big harvest!

Just as he guessed, the goods on the horses were all fake, it was a cover-up to attract the attention of the enemy, and the real treasure transported by this caravan was hidden in this soul tool.

Consciousness penetrated into the soul guide, and a strange robe gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

The color is dark, simple and old, it looks old, and there is nothing special at first glance, just an ordinary robe!

"clothing?"

Fang Xuan was stunned. He thought that the soul tool contained a soul bone and a peerless treasure of elixir level, but he didn't expect it to be just a piece of clothing. This made him very disappointed.

"Huh! No!"

At this time, he suddenly noticed that the black robe was a bit weird, and there were strands of energy spreading on it, and he almost missed it if he didn't observe carefully!

"This is... the soul tool armor?!"

Fang Xuan's eyes lit up, he took out this strange black robe from the soul tool, and carefully inspected it, he was almost certain in his heart that this should be an extremely rare soul tool armor!

Of course, the soul guide technology of Douluo 1 is not yet mature. Most of the soul guides are only used to hold items and have no ability to attack and defend. Starting from Douluo 2, soul guides have gradually begun to Showing its powerful power, the real battle armor only appeared in Douluo 3.

And this weird black robe is obviously not the kind of Doukai that has the power to destroy the world, but just an attempt to apply the soul tool in the early stage of Douluo, a prototype of Doukai!

Fang Xuan tried again and again, and confirmed that this strange black robe did not have any special attack power, but due to the blessing of soul power, its defense power was far more than ten times that of ordinary armor. It was invulnerable to swords, guns, water and fire. up!

Lowering his head slightly, he glanced thoughtfully at his tattered robe, which was covered in blood and sweat, and he really couldn't continue wearing it.

And this black robe of the soul tool was just a tailor-made defensive battle suit for him. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he couldn't help revealing a touch of joy.

The next moment, Fang Xuan took off the tattered and blood-stained robe, washed the blood and sweat off his body with the drinking water stored by the killers, took a quick bath, and finally changed into the black robe. The whole person seemed to be more energetic.

With handsome black hair, handsome facial features, sharp eyebrows and eyes, slender figure, and strong physique, he looks like a handsome young man! (I don’t know if you have violated the portrait rights of any big guy?)

……

Unknowingly, the sky gradually dimmed, and the chaotic forest at night became more and more eerie.

After some careful searching, Fang Xuan finally found the demon sword Red Rain on the edge of the forest that took him out of danger.

The demon knife was stabbed obliquely on the ground, the slender blade was as bright red as fresh blood, and there were still bloodstains filled with the aura of gods and spirits on it, making creatures with a radius of ten miles dare not approach, and it was still fierce!

Fang Xuan's black hair was disheveled, and his eyes were deep. He walked up to the demon knife in three or two steps, then suddenly stretched out his right palm, and held the demon knife tightly!

I remember that a few years ago, he was still a weak soul sect, who was injured by the peerless killing intent of this demon sword, and almost died. At that time, he was too weak to bear the power of the demon sword.

Now, before he knew it, Fang Xuan had already broken through to the Soul Sage level, opened the Martial Soul Avatar, and possessed title-level combat power. After many years, he held this demon sword again, and the latter was still fierce!

"Boom! Boom!"

The terrifying murderous aura that seemed familiar suddenly came from the demon sword, as if it was about to tear Fang Xuansheng into pieces. His eyes were calm and extremely calm. The six martial spirits were in motion, driven by the majestic soul power, and resisted the murderous aura of the demon sword with all his strength. The erosion!

I don't know how long it took before the murderous aura that surged like a tide gradually receded, and then gradually converged into the demon knife, and disappeared. At this time, Fang Xuan let out a sigh of relief, and finally had the preliminary qualification to use this knife!

Of course, with his current strength, he can only temporarily borrow the power of the demon sword. It is far from enough to completely control the demon sword Hongyu. It may be difficult to even swing a sword with the demon knife, let alone fight like a normal one.

However, just holding this peerless demon sword is enough to make him feel excited. This is a peerless demon sword that once killed gods. It is a true god-level sword, not weaker than Qian Daoliu's angelic holy sword!

He had witnessed the power of this knife not long ago, and he was shocked.

After calming down his excitement, he gradually regained his previous composure.

"Old lunatic, go all the way!"

Fang Xuan held the Demon Saber in his hand, with a solemn expression, facing south, bowed deeply to bid farewell to Luo Xuanchen.Then, he strode towards the outside world, and quickly left the Blood-devouring Forest.

As Luo Xuanchen said, Fang Xuan's journey has just begun...

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