C1382 Black Ball It's Time to Eat
In the tomb of a mighty warrior, Yun Fan was walking slowly with Xu Hanfeng.
This place was very big, and there were many tombstones for experts. However, he didn't know how to make these experts admit it, and how to obtain the Heavenly Sword.
Most importantly, up until now, he hadn't even seen a sword, let alone the Heavenly Sword.
"The cold wind only lasts for two hours. Don't tell me you're just aimlessly looking for it?" Yun Fan asked.
"There's no other way! If it was my direct disciple, perhaps he would know something. " Xu Hanfeng said with a bitter smile.
He had never heard of such a thing before, but the direct disciples of the three major families should know about the situation here. Otherwise, no one would be able to obtain the Heavenly Sword, so there was no need for the competition.
"According to what you said, perhaps the direct disciples don't know about it either. Only a few disciples know about it, such as Gao Jianzhuo."
Yun Fan smiled. He really didn't know about it, but besides the two of them, there was also Gao Jianzhuo.
Gao Jianzhuo was a direct disciple of Gao Family. As an elite disciple who was competing for the top three positions, it was impossible for Gao Family to not tell him about the situation inside.
"Elder Yun's reaction is still the fastest. We will understand once we find Gao Jianzhuo."
Xu Hanfeng was startled for a moment, then he followed the direction where Gao Jianzhuo had left. After that, he heard the sound of fighting.
The two of them quickly stepped forward and saw a precipice in front of them. There was a sword hovering in front of the precipice.
There was a wide stone bridge in the middle of the cliff, and dozens of weapons were floating on the bridge. At this moment, Gao Jianzhuo was fighting with one of the large sabers.
"Fighting with weapons? Could it be that the soul brand of a powerhouse is hidden within these weapons?" Xu Hanfeng exclaimed.
"What do you mean?" Yun Fan was confused.
"It's like this. These weapons should be Treasure. All Treasure have an artifact spirit. Everyone knows about this.
However, if the owner of the weapon doesn't want the weapon to recognize him as its owner again, it will leave behind a soul mark. If that's the case, then the soul imprint won't disappear, and the weapon won't be taken away by anyone.
Because of the existence of the soul imprint, the weapon couldn't recognize its owner again. No matter who it was that wanted to subdue it, they would be attacked by the weapon.
I believe that what they say is to obtain the recognition of the experts. It is clear that they want to cross this bridge, because defeating these weapons is equivalent to the previous owners of these weapons, recognizing the strength of the people who came." Xu Hanfeng explained.
Yun Fan nodded. Although he felt that defeating so many weapons in two hours was somewhat difficult, this was indeed a way to gain recognition.
"Let's go and take a look!"
Yun Fan walked up. Just as he got closer, a Longsword at the front turned into a ray of light and pierced forward.
Yun Fan threw a punch and his body shook. He could not help but take three or four steps back.
"Are you kidding me? A Sublimation Stage warrior can come here?"
A voice suddenly sounded out. Yun Fan looked at the Longsword in front of him, and saw the phantom of a young man appearing on its blade.
The young man's mouth was full of disdain, as if he had just dirtied his hands with the attack. He kept wiping his hands on his clothes.
"Come on!" The young man pointed at Xu Hanfeng.
Xu Hanfeng looked at Yun Fan and couldn't help but laugh.
All along, it was obvious how powerful Yun Fan was. He never thought that he would be looked down upon by an artifact spirit when he entered this place.
"What are you laughing at? Hurry up and attack! Isn't it just a soul imprint? Look, I'm going to collect all of you."
Yun Fan shouted coldly. Just as he took a step forward, he saw over ten Longsword piercing towards him.
Yun Fan never thought that these weapons would join hands to attack him. Caught off guard, his body was sent flying.
Looking at the blood grooves on the back of his hand, Yun Fan was shocked. His Devil Body was a Seventh Level of Immortal Stage. If it wasn't for the fact that he was restraining it, even an Eighth Level of Immortal Stage wouldn't be able to hurt him.
The reason he was outside was to confuse his opponent. On the one hand, he wanted to temper his Devil Body, and on the other hand, he wanted someone to send the combat Image back to his family.
What happened just now was sudden. Although he did not use his full strength to resist, he poured the Devil Qi into the Devil Body.
These were all Treasures. He didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless. Even so, he was still injured.
"Good, this is great! Looks like the grades of these Treasures aren't low! Since that's the case, then don't blame me. "
Yun Fan's eyes lit up. Although he couldn't use these Treasures, there was someone in the Fairy Dragon Domain who could.
Even if no one could use them, it would still be pleasing to the eyes. In this world, perhaps no one would complain about having too many Treasures.
Looking at the eager appearance of the Longsword, Yun Fan strode forward. Ignoring the surrounding Longsword, Yun Fan stretched out his hand and forcefully grabbed a handful of Longswords. He said in a deep voice, "I'll give you a chance. Follow me!"
Xu Hanfeng and Gao Jianzhuo, who were fighting, looked at Yun Fan at the same time. Their heads were full of black lines.
In order to make the Treasure recognize him as its master, they were trying their best to please him. However, this guy just grabbed him without saying anything.
It was fine if he caught it, but he even said that he would give the Treasure a chance?
Elder, is there anyone who recognizes a master like this? With this, how could the Treasure recognize a master?
Weapon spirits were all proud. In all the years in Nine Heavens Star Domain, no one had ever forced a Treasure to acknowledge its master.
Sure enough, the Longsword that was grabbed by Yun Fan started trembling violently, trying to break free from Yun Fan's hand.
An illusory middle-aged man appeared on the sword and shouted coldly, "How dare you! Who do you think you are? You are just a body cultivator, what right do you have to make me follow you?"
"Is that so? Then let's have a good chat!"
Yun Fan released the sealed space and disappeared from Xu Hanfeng and Gao Jianzhuo's sight along with the Longsword.
"Do you want to seal me? Even if I do, I won't follow you."
The middle-aged man couldn't break free from Yun Fan's hand. His face was full of anger and determination.
"Have you really decided? That would be great. To be honest, I'm really afraid that you'll agree. If you agree, I won't be able to do anything to you. "
Yun Fan looked at the middle-aged man and smiled." Black Ball, time to eat! "
The Black Ball suddenly appeared. Looking at the Treasure in Yun Fan's hand, a thin line of saliva flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
The small claws gestured repeatedly, meaning, was this really for him to eat?
"Eat it. Unless he follows me, you can eat it." Yun Fan said with a smile.
The Black Ball nodded. It followed Yun Fan's arm and jumped onto the sword. It opened its mouth and bit at the tip of the sword.
"Hmph, I'm a Treasure, I don't have a Vicious Beast that can... Ah... quickly shut up! "
The middle-aged man was greatly shocked. He was just about to say that the other party couldn't do it, but in the blink of an eye, the tip of his sword was eaten. The crux of the matter was, was it really that delicious?
Eating one mouthful was enough, and he even ate one mouthful after another. He ate half of it so quickly. If he continued to eat, he would not be able to leave anything behind.
He was an artifact spirit, so if all of the weapons were eaten, then he naturally wouldn't be able to live.1
The Black Ball didn't care about these things. Ever since following Yun Fan, it hadn't eaten anything good for a long time.
Ordinary things didn't interest him, but good things were something big brother couldn't bear to part with. It was rare for him to have such an opportunity, so he began to gorge himself.
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