Son of the Creator of the Elf Warrior

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"Is this what Yuan Huoli said, the Lihuo Scimitar..."

I started with the Lihuo Scimitar, and sure enough, the memories engraved in the sword began to flow into my mind like gurgling water.

That is the built-in skill of the Lihuo Scimitar, but there is only one. The name is the same as Ah Qing's bow skill, also called "Elemental Power". The effect is to attach the elemental power to the blade, enhancing the attack power and destructive power. .

It seems that the skill effects are average, but these skills can be changed through external means, that is, by inlaying different skill stones.

It's just that the number of skill stones that can be embedded in weapons of different quality levels is different.

"This is just a prototype. The real Lihuo Scimitar does not look like this..."

Suddenly a pleasant female voice echoed in the forest.

"Who!" Yu Wenxuan turned around and became alert reflexively.

Ah Qing frowned and held his shoulders, "What's wrong with you?"

"Huh?" The former turned his head slightly and asked in confusion, "Didn't you hear?"

"What did you hear?" A Qingwei glanced at him, and the green light flashed before returning to the tree. "Don't be distracted. Your first priority now is to control the weapons in your hands. If someone approaches, detect the blue bird. Naturally, he will report to me. ...Come, take another arrow from me, but this time you won’t let it go! Watch your move!"

At this time, Ah Qing was already kneeling on the tree, fully drawing the green bow. At the junction of the fingertips and the string, a little green light lit up, and the arrow was condensed, ready to go.

coming!

After a moment, Ah Qing's eyes narrowed and he let go of his right hand.

The arrow ejected instantly, turned into a stream of light, flew out for half a meter and then disappeared, leaving only dots of green light around it.

"Sword Spirit Illusion! Open!"

Just as the arrow left the string, an endless majestic sound suddenly came from the heaven and the earth. Such a sound was like the sound of several experts from this world making it at the same time.

Even Ah Qing, who had always been steady, was stunned for half a second when the sound appeared, and almost fell from the tree.

He hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the tree trunk next to him and shook his head hard.

The next second was exactly one second after the arrow flew out.

A loud noise of "Boom!!" came, the grass and trees flew in the forest, and a huge crater appeared where Yu Wenxuanqi was standing just now.

Ah Qing's face turned green, and he immediately jumped down from the tree and came to the edge of the huge pit. A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead. He shuddered, "How is it possible... that arrow just now, there is no way it could be like this." power!……"

In the end what happened……

on the other hand--

Similarly, at the same time as the sound appeared, Yuwen Xuanqi fell into a coma.

The sound seemed to be ringing from his ears, deafening and shaking to the depths of his soul.

At that moment, a strong sense of dizziness hit him, and he immediately lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he suddenly found that he was already in a strange space.

The world of this place is very strange.

Above the head, there was a large nebula-like thing rotating slowly in the form of a whirlpool.

Nebulae are composed of five colors.

Red, earthy yellow, golden, green, ice blue.

On the ground, the center of the circle was customized based on Yuwen Xuanqi's current position, and five tall stone statues of different shapes were located in different directions around it.

These stone statues are located on platforms connected by different stone bridges.The stone bridge hangs in the air, with endless "sword tombs" on both sides, leading to the endless distance.

The swords buried in the tombs vary in size, some are taller than a person's head, and some are buried deep in the ground. Each sword has a different shape, and there are even non-sword weapons.

The only thing that is the same is that these weapons are all made of stone.

There is nothing else but these things. It seems that there are only these things in the entire space. Extending outward, there is endless darkness.

Yuwen Xuanqiu propped up his body and pressed his right hand on the back of his head, which was still aching. "This is, where..."

Looking around, I saw that he was now in a place like an echo square.

"Young warrior, congratulations on being recognized by the master of Sword Tomb and summoned here. This place is called "Sword Spirit Fantasy". "

Suddenly a clear female voice came from behind.

A chill ran down Yuwenxuan's spine, and he immediately turned around. His body reflexively flew back and opened a distance.

"There is no need to panic. The little girl is the guardian of Jianling Mausoleum. She is only responsible for guiding those who are summoned."

Appearing there was a silver-haired woman with an expressionless face and seemingly bottomless holes in her pupils.

The woman was dressed in silver, standing tall and flamboyant. Her shawl was flowing freely without wind, but it did not look messy, but added a bit of charm.

On top of her silver hair was a silver hairpin. She opened her teeth slightly, and her pleasant voice sounded again, "The little girl's name is the word "silver". As the young master's guide for the sword mausoleum this time, I hope the young master will be kind to you." The little girl lowered her guard. "

"Junior Yu Wenxuanqi, I have seen Miss Yin." Yuwenxuanqi moved his steps with hesitation, but his eyes did not stop, he kept looking at this place, and he was always wary of this woman who had no breath and came and went without a trace. , and this clumsy dialogue is really uncomfortable, "What is the sword spirit fantasy that Miss Yin mentioned?"

"The place you are in now is the Sword Spirit Illusion. Now I will verify whether you are qualified to inherit the Sword of Illusion."

"Hey, wait, you haven't answered yet..."

Without giving Yu Wenxuan Piao a chance to continue speaking, Miss A Yin danced her sleeves lightly, and suddenly a ray of silver light shot out from the mark on her forehead, scanning the former's body.

The person being scanned only felt that his body seemed to be forcibly restrained by a special force, unable to move or even have the strength to speak.

The latter closed his eyes silently, wondering what kind of ghost would be waiting for him.

This feeling is like fish on the chopping board, being slaughtered by others, it is very uncomfortable.

After a while, Miss A Yin, who had been expressionless, finally showed a very surprised expression, and immediately stopped scanning Yuwen Xuanqi.

But contrary to her expression, she was still so calm that she couldn't hear the undulating sound, "I didn't expect that the young master at such an age could actually find two swords of Jianling. It was my neglect, and I hope you can forgive me."

These words made Yu Wenxuan frown slightly.

If the guess is correct, since this is a fantasy land of sword spirits and surrounded by mausoleums of swords, then the sword of the sword mausoleum that A Yin mentioned is naturally the "Lihuo" in his body.

Recalling what happened just now, everything that happened out of nowhere seemed to be exactly what happened when he awakened the true face of Lihuo Scimitar.

"But that's not right, I only have one..."

Before he could finish speaking, Miss A Yin raised her hand to hold it up, and a gentle force slowly lifted Yu Wenxuanqiao's right hand.

"There's still a handful hidden here."

A ray of silver light flashed from her forehead and illuminated the former's chip bracelet.

With just a touch of silver light, a flute was "vomited" out of the chip bracelet.

Yu Wenxuan was stunned.

He couldn't be more familiar with this flute.

Isn't that the "Flute of Kanshui" that Yu Wenfeng has been using!

Why……

Why is this thing on my body...

Something flashed through my mind.

When he sneaked into the waterfall, he handed the bracelet to...

Could it be Jayne? !

As soon as the Flute of Kanshui appeared, the Flute of Lihuo on Yu Wenxuan's waist immediately resonated and began to fly.

Both flutes were wrapped in a red and blue light mask, floating.

Miss A Yin breathed out lightly, regained her facial paralysis, and said softly: "This is the first time this has happened since the succession of sword masters. It seems that I have no right to continue with today's inheritance. Please wait for a moment, sir."

With that said, Miss A Yin was about to leave, and her body began to fade away.

"Wait a minute, what does this mean? Who is the Lord of Sword Tomb? I'm still confused now, so don't run away!"

Yu Wenxuan was anxious, but he couldn't be blamed.

After all, I was practicing with Ah Qing just now, and suddenly I was sent here. This girl who called herself Yin was clueless and said a lot of things that I didn't understand.

Now it seems that she has encountered a problem. This silver girl has left herself alone and left...

What the hell is this!

Miss A Yin looked at the former for a moment, hesitated, and the speed of her body dissipated slowed down.

"This is the Sword Spirit Illusion, the place where all the 'channelled' weapons in the dimension return. There are five sword spirits guarding this sword mausoleum. These five sword spirits all came to the world in the form of flutes, looking for Its heir, in this way, can maintain the supply of spiritual power in the fantasy world of sword spirits through external battles. And you carry a weapon in which the two sword spirits "Kan" and "Li" reside. "

"This is all I can tell you. Please wait for the judgment of the Lord of Sword Tomb. I believe that the sword spirits from Kan and Li will come soon. The rest of the questions will be left after the master meets with the sword spirits. I’ll make further inquiries. I’ll take my leave now, sir, and I’ll see you later.”

As soon as the words fell, Miss A Yin had disappeared.

The entire sword spirit fantasy world immediately became silent, except for the two flutes that were still flying in the air, facing each other.

The atmosphere was once weird.

Time passed by minute by minute, so long that Lian Yuwen Xuanqiao had dozed off several times before being awakened by a commotion.

The ones that were abnormal were naturally the two flutes.

The light mask surrounding them had disappeared at this time, and was replaced by several balls of fire rotating around them.

This form is very much like a will-o'-the-wisp.

Suddenly, these will-o'-the-wisps swayed collectively and began to circle around the flute, while extinguishing and dissipating into little stars in the air.

This starlight seemed to form a certain pattern regularly as it dissipated.

In an instant, streaks of light red and blue light fell from the sky.

Due to the light, a transparent figure of light immediately stood in front of Yuwen Xuanqiao.

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