1029: C1029 Special Magical Equipment

C1029 Special Magical Equipment

"It really is the killing intent from the ring."

Joy filled Ye Bufan's heart. He sent out a stream of True Qi and entered the storage ring. After making a slight circle, he carved his own spiritual mark on the storage ring. This ring was his.

As his spiritual imprint was carved into the ring, the killing intent that was emitting from it disappeared in an instant.

Ye Bufan also found a magic treasure that was emitting killing intent with a glance. It was a broken sword with an ancient design. One could tell that it had a long history with just a glance.

Ye Bufan held the broken sword in his hand and tested the sword peak. He found that it was not sharp, which made him feel a little strange.

Although this sword looked like it had been there for a long time, it was not rusted. It did not look brand new, but it could not be said to be old. It could only be said that it had been forged for a long time.

After all, it was a magic treasure and not an antique relic. It was almost impossible to distinguish the forging era of this thing.

After tossing and turning his hand and stroking it for a while, Ye Bufan did not find anything special about it. He could only try to send a wisp of true qi into the broken sword.

While transmitting true qi, he was also prepared to run away at any time. This was common sense. When he encountered a magic treasure that he was not familiar with, it would not be an exaggeration to be careful.

Some magic treasures emitted energy indiscriminately. The direction could not be controlled. It was very easy to cause a situation where he was injured for the first time by controlling for the first time. Logically speaking, a sword type magic treasure did not have such a situation. However, the sword in Ye Bufan's hand was a broken sword, and it was also a sword that could emit dense killing intent without anyone activating it. It was very unusual. No one could be sure that it wouldn't hurt Ye Bufan, who was holding the sword hilt.

The moment the true qi entered the broken sword, it immediately reacted.

Ye Bufan felt that this wisp of true qi had suddenly become splendid and vast, as if the quality of the true qi had suddenly increased by thousands of times.

He opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at the gap in the broken sword. A bright light suddenly shot out from the gap, and he muttered to himself in disbelief. : "This... This is... Sword Ray! "

"Wow! Brother is so powerful!" Even the Blue Luan Bird standing on top of the big pit saw this scene and cried out in surprise.

The trace of worry in Ye Bufan's heart instantly turned into a pleasant surprise. At this moment, he felt like a beggar who had seen a golden mountain falling from the sky.

There were grades and grades among the magic treasures.

Every magic treasure was divided into different grades because of the size of their ability.

It was generally referred to as ordinary magic treasures, high-level magic treasures, super magic treasures, Xiantian magic treasures, and Xiantian supreme treasures. Other than these five levels, there was also a type of "special magic treasure."

These kinds of special magic treasures all had some special characteristics. Some could grow, some had some very mysterious abilities, and it was very difficult to classify them simply by the size of their power.

Strictly speaking, the glass bowl and Blood Spider Glove in Ye Bufan's hands belonged to a special magic treasure.

The defensive shield of the glass bowl had a very big flaw, but in terms of the defensive power of the shield itself, there was actually no fixed boundary. Most of it was related to the true qi that a cultivator could take out.

The glass bowl could activate a bowl-shaped shield. This shield had a time limit and a fixed strength. However, as long as the True Qi could be continuously transmitted into the barrier, this time limit would be extended. And the strength of the protective shield would also correspondingly increase.

The attack power of the Blood Spider Glove itself was not strong, but it had the ability to absorb the True Qi and blood of others. Theoretically speaking, as long as Ye Bufan's body could withstand it, he could even absorb all the cultivators in the world.

These two magic treasures could be improved along with Ye Bufan's strength. They couldn't be accurately categorized into different types. Magic treasures like these were called special magic treasures.

The broken sword in his hand that was emitting sword light was also a special magic treasure.

Because Ye Bufan could clearly feel a wisp of his true qi entering the broken sword. It was actually enhanced thousands of times faster than before. If it was not a wisp of true qi that was being sent into the broken sword, it would be even more true qi. Then how much stronger would it be? !!!

Ye Bufan immediately began his experiment and transferred even more true qi into the broken sword.

As expected, there was a change.

The sword light on the broken sword suddenly increased in size, and its length had exceeded the standard of the broken sword itself. The entire broken sword, from the hilt down, was completely enveloped by the sword radiance. The golden light was magnificent, and it danced gently. Immediately, there was a vast and splendid feeling rising. It made Ye Bufan feel as if the world was in his hands.

This... was a... Emperor Sword!

Ye Bufan was shocked once again. He never thought that within the storage ring of the man in black, there was actually an Emperor Sword!

One should know that in the entire Upper Level World, ten thousand years ago, the last dynasty had already been destroyed. From then on, there was no longer an Emperor, and neither did the Son of Heaven, who was acknowledged by the heavens. It could be said that there were no more Emperor Sword ten thousand years ago.

The name of the Emperor Sword wasn't just limited to the sword used by the emperor and the emperor. It had to be the sword that the emperor carried during the sacrificial ceremony. Moreover, the emperor had to be an emperor recognized by the heavens.

Although the Upper Level World was similar to the Low Level World ten thousand years ago, with a lack of spiritual energy and rare cultivators, there was a special reason why it could become the Upper Level World.

The Heavens of this world wasn't just an illusory concept.

When the Emperor and the Heavenly Altar offered sacrifices to the heavens, the heavens would not be indifferent. Instead, there would be some feedback, usually showing the changes in the heavenly phenomena.

Of course, every emperor would perform sacrifices to the heavens many times in their lifetime. However, there would only be one final sacrifice to the heavens, and the feedback from the heavens would appear.

Once the heavens made an announcement during the sacrifice, it meant that the emperor would very likely die very quickly.

There were even records that said that after the last sacrifice to the heavens, there was a muddle-headed emperor who was actually struck to death by the nine bolts of lightning in the sky!

Obviously, this kind of emperor could not be considered the Son of Heaven, so their swords were naturally not Emperor Sword.

Only during the last sacrifice ceremony, the emperor who was recognized by the heavens could be called the Son of Heaven. The swords that they carried with them were the Emperor Sword.

The broken sword in Ye Bufan's hand was the Emperor Sword.

Ye Bufan was pleasantly surprised. He hurriedly increased the supply of true qi again. Just now, he had only sent 10% of his true qi into the broken sword, but it had actually produced such a powerful amplification. This made him respect it very much. If he used 100% of his true qi to send it into the broken sword... Perhaps he would be able to do whatever he wanted in this world with the help of the sword.

Therefore, he transferred another 10% of his true qi into the broken sword. Adding the previous 10%, he had already transferred 20% of his true qi into the broken sword.

"I would like to see how strong this Emperor Sword will become!"

But in the next moment, Ye Bufan's expression became strange. This 10% of his true qi actually didn't cause any changes to the broken sword!

"What is the problem?" Ye Bufan thought carefully.

Before he could figure out what was wrong, a buzzing sound was heard. A memory with strong emotions was transmitted into his mind from the broken sword.

"Damn, what is this?" Ye Bufan looked at the new memory and was completely dumbfounded.

After a long time of silence, Ye Bufan withdrew from his memory. He dispersed his true qi and looked at the broken sword that had returned to its original state. He reached out his hand and gently stroked the broken sword's section and let out a long sigh.

"Broken sword, oh broken sword, what kind of hero was your master in the past?! Born from the grasslands because of poverty, expelled the Tanhu to restore China, chased after death, and whipped the world. He unified the world and recreated the universe. His achievements in his life are innumerable. Many stories have been passed down through the ages." Ye Bufan sighed again. "Unfortunately, it was at the wrong time."

Of course. Everyone had such a sigh. It was because this Son of Heaven was too strong and admirable!

Ye Bufan had been captured and subdued by the ancient Great Sovereign just by watching the recording of the broken sword.

If Ye Bufan was in that era, he would definitely seek refuge with this Great Sovereign and build a career under his command, helping him unify the world!

It was precisely because of such respect that Ye Bufan felt a deep sense of regret. If this Great Sovereign was born now, he would be born with abundant spiritual energy. What kind of achievements would he create in this era where cultivators were everywhere? Just thinking about it was enough to make one's heart race.

After lamenting for a while under the pit, Ye Bufan finally withdrew his thoughts. No matter how fierce this Son of Heaven was, he was still a man from tens of thousands of years ago. He couldn't really appear here, and his influence on Ye Bufan wouldn't last for too long.

Although his mind was still in a state of turmoil, Ye Bufan still restrained his emotions and jumped out of the huge pit.

Looking at the corpse of the man in black, Ye Bufan said, "Although you have hunted me down before, I will let you rest in peace for the sake of the treasure you have given me."

After violently slapping the ground a few times, Ye Bufan filled up the big pit. He turned around and called out to Blue Luan Bird, "Come, let's go back to the village and sleep."

"En." Blue Luan Bird knew that his brother needed some time to calm down. He obediently agreed and took Ye Bufan's hand and followed him into the village.

Ye Bufan also needed some time to calm down. From the image on the broken sword, not only did he see the life of the Son of Heaven, but he also saw some other things. He had to analyze and analyze the vague hints. What exactly was he saying?0

When Ye Bufan returned to the village, he saw the villagers at the entrance of the village from afar.

The villagers naturally saw him and immediately cheered.

The villagers' thoughts were very simple. First of all, regardless of whether Ye Bufan had completely eliminated the hidden dangers, as long as he could return alive, the villagers would regard him as a success.

After all, the villagers who went to investigate the incident previously did not return.

The old village chief seemed very excited. He took two steps with a trembling body and held Ye Bufan's hand tightly. He said excitedly, "Good. It's good that you are back. It's good that you are back!"

The other villagers also cheered, which infected Ye Bufan and he gradually became happy.

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