"Come on! The real gold finger!"

Hearing this voice, Han Qin almost screamed. That's right, how can a time traveler have no golden fingers? It's just that he came a little late!

What is this sound? The old man in the ring?

The remnant soul of the Immortal Emperor? The sword spirit?

A peerless martial art?

Han Qin looked eagerly at the ordinary hatchet that had been used in his hand for several days. At this moment, because of this sound, it seemed to be coated with a special layer of golden light!

Golden Legend! Epic weapon!

"My name is Han Qin, I woke you up!"

Suddenly, the hatchet broke out from Han Qin's hand, and in an instant, the light shone brightly, making Han Qin squint his eyes, and a wild aura rushed towards him, murderous intent as if it were the essence.

Looking back at the light, a blurred figure could be seen vaguely, his hand was holding the handle of the hatchet.

Han Qin was shocked and puzzled: "What the hell is this? It wants to steal my knife?"

"I am the soul of the sword." The figure looked at him, and Han Qin felt that every hair of his body stood up, and a cool breeze came from behind his neck: "Boy, you are not worthy of being my master! The guy who is like ant actually spoke wildly, disturbing my good dream, die!"

With the word "death", the figure held a hatchet in his hand, and it was like thunder and thunder. The sword light surged several feet and headed straight for Han Qin!

"The unknown rat is also worthy of me?"

Han Qin had no choice but to hide. Seeing the sword light falling, he didn't care about his shame. He sat back into the yard. The sword light then fell and slashed on Han Qin's head. With a "boom", the entire hall behind him collapsed, stirring up a burst of smoke and dust.

Han Qinmao didn't even fall out.

The sword soul let out a surprise, and the long-standing memories emerged, and the figure stood still.

Han Qin got up from the ground, stepped away, and looked at the soul of the sword nervously. Now he was sure that he was associated with this dilapidated temple. The so-called insemination of swords and guns was not really insemination of swords and guns, but the damage was shared by the dilapidated temple.

The Seven Wolves cannot break the defense because their damage is too low.

And the thunder that night that slashed the old Taoist and the sword soul that slashed his own sword could cause substantial damage to the ruined temple.

Now the ruined temple has collapsed. With the attack power just shown by the sword soul, with another knife, your life will be over!

"Ha! I didn't expect that it was so weak." The figure remembered something, and did not attack again, but laughed at himself. It became dimmer and finally turned into a ball of black gas and merged into the hatchet.

"I am Shura Divine Soldier, you are not qualified to know my name yet."

"I use weapons as food and blood as drinks. It is almost impossible for me to become my master with your strength. If I try my best, I will definitely go to the end."

"This is my advice to you!"

Three sentences came to my mind, and Han Qin was a little confused.

I just looked like I was going to kill someone, but why did I discuss it in the blink of an eye?

Something is wrong!

“What does it mean to go to the end?”

Daohun said coldly: "Every time you use me, you will become more and more bloodthirsty and then become crazy. In the end, you will be mentally confused and lose your mind. Even if you don't recognize your relatives, you will want to kill the person you love. In the end, you will become the devil who everyone can kill, and you will go to the end. You will either commit suicide or be killed, and you will not die well!"

"Is there a way to crack it?" Han Qin asked unwillingly.

"If you have the sword intent that is above me, you can completely control me. But with your ability, it is impossible to practice for another three hundred years. Can you live for three hundred years?"

"..." Han Qin was speechless. It was a big obstacle for a person to live for eighty years, three hundred years? Isn't this arguing?

Han Qin has never been a persistent person. Although the hatchet is a golden legend, he has no choice but to be able to survive without blessings. After all, nothing is more important than life. He just wants to live well, but he doesn't want to be king or dominate. Whether he has weapons does not care much about him.

"It's good. Since I can awaken you, it's a fate. Follow me first, and I'll help you find a powerful master. Is that okay?" Han Qin had a good fight. The sword soul just said that it would become more and more bloodthirsty, and then go crazy, and his relatives would not recognize him. It can be seen that this is a gradual process, not crazy all of a sudden. Since that's the case, it's okay to use it a few times. The knife that just slashed is so powerful that ordinary enemies are not opponents. It's just a killer weapon, and you can use it as a killer weapon to help your life at the critical moment.

The sword soul didn't think so much. Seeing that Han Qin was in a good state and was not aggressive, he was acquiesced and quieted down.

The hatchet was held in his hand again, as if it was the same as before, as if nothing had changed. But when Han Qin waved it, he could see that the blade was about an inch of a sword light attached to it. Although it was not as exaggerated as several feet long when the sword soul swung the knife just now, it can be foreseen that the power of the hatchet must have been improved.

Is this considered a "breaking"?

Han Qin called out twice in his heart, and the sword soul ignored him, as if he was falling asleep again. Han Qin waved his sword again, and the light of the sword was still there. It seemed that this guy was a little cold and didn't like to pay attention to others.

"Okay, ignore it, who made us lose our strength?"

Han Qin comforted himself, put the hatchet respectfully and dried the bacon. The wild boar was too big and couldn't finish it, making it into bacon was the best choice.

...

There is a sudden mountain rock on the grassland, eight or nine feet high and more than ten feet wide, with snow-white all over the body, like clouds. At the highest point of the mountain rock, a giant white wolf stood there. Dozens of wolves surround the foot of the mountain rock, as if it was its guard.

This wolf is very strong, not far behind the tiger. It stares into the distance, with fierce and firm eyes, and reveals depth and wisdom.

It is the king of this grassland.

In the distance, dust was flying, and the sound alarmed the attention of the wolves around him. The wolf howls rang out. The wolf king looked in the direction of the smoke and dust, raised his head and screamed.

The wolves under the mountain rocks scattered a road, and the seven wolves did not slow down and came straight to the mountain rocks. As they approached, Lao Hu jumped off the wolf's back, leaned on the ground, and said, "My king, the old minister is back."

The wolf king jumped off the rock, raised his claws and helped Lao Huo up, and asked, "I haven't returned overnight, are you in trouble?"

Lao Huo shook his head and said, "When you say the king, trouble is not worth mentioning, it just..." It leaned into the wolf king's ear and told the story of what happened last night. Especially the process of turning the big incense burner into a silver gourd, it was even more detailed. After saying that, he waited for the wolf king's instructions.

The wolf king narrowed his eyes.

"According to the agreement that year, the territory between the human race and the demon race has been determined. You must not cross the line at the king level or above, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation. If it is true that this human has the strength of the king level, I will still have to meet him."

Lao Huo's eyes rolled and he whispered: "I don't know the depth of Han Qin at the moment, so why not notify the python king with the news. With magic weapons as bait, it will definitely cause trouble for Han Qin. No matter who loses or who wins, it will not win easily. At that time, the king will take action again and will be sure to be foolproof!"

The wolf king pondered for a while and nodded: "Okay, let that stupid snake test it first!"
Chapter completed!