Chapter 341: Fantasy

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An Lin was waiting for his teammates to arrive in the stone room.

Teammates Xu Xiaolan, Xuanyuan Cheng, Yao Mingxi, Hu Guan, and Su Qianyun, who arrived belatedly, walked out of the passage one by one and appeared in the stone room.

Except for Hu Guan, who looked a little miserable, everyone else looked good.

Even Hu Guan, although he suffered some flesh injuries, was still in very good mental condition.

As far as the current situation is concerned, everything is fine with their team.

"Well, we are still missing two people, one is Tang Ximen and the other is Liu Qianhuan..." An Lin stroked his chin, still a little worried.

Of these two people, one looks very reliable and the other looks very unreliable, but in fact neither of them is reliable. If something weird was going to happen, it wouldn't be that surprising.

"Isn't Sister Liu half-stepped into becoming a god? She should be able to cope with the difficult mode easily. Why hasn't she come out after so long?" Tian Lingling said a little confused.

An Lin thought about the past and said with some uncertainty, "Could he be playing a game with the creatures inside?"

All the team members took a deep breath after hearing this. They thought of the scene during the battle for the Holy Grail. Don't tell me, this is really possible! !

A huge black mountain covered with bones.

Tang Ximen waved the long sword in his hand and fought with a black dragon.

This black dragon is a lizard dragon with huge wings on its back. It is cunning and unpredictable. After knowing that it could not defeat Tang Ximen head-on, it started guerrilla tactics, running and fighting at the same time.

Yes, this black dragon keeps running!

"Boom!"

Another blazing flame breath dyed half the sky red.

Tang Ximen slashed away the flames with his sword, only to find that the black dragon was escaping again.

"Don't run away if you dare! What kind of dragon are you if you don't even have the courage to fight head-on!?"

He yelled and continued to chase away.

"You have a sword and I don't have a sword. It's not fair!" the black dragon roared.

The corners of Tang Ximen's mouth twitched: "Then I'll give you a sword!"

The black dragon turned around and snorted: "I don't know how to use a sword."

"Then what do you want?" Tang Ximen gritted his teeth and asked.

"You don't need a sword to fight me hand to hand." Black Dragon said.

Tang Ximen: "..."

The only look he gave Heilong back to him was a hemp-selling look.

The black dragon responded to him with a breath of extremely hot flames.

…

In a world of distorted colors and bizarre colors.

When the hell difficulty mode is triggered, the entire sky begins to become weird and unpredictable.

The illusory and sticky colors slowly gathered, eventually forming a translucent skeleton wrapped in a green cloak.

A powerful and terrifying aura began to spread around, the skeleton's empty eyes ignited with flames, and the red sickle clenched in his hand released a bloody aura like a wave.

In the dark space, the bald man suddenly became excited after seeing the skeleton.

The Void Spirit Clan route with hell difficulty condenses into the Void Spirit King with a spiritual body.

It is immune to all physical and vitality attacks. The only thing that can attack it is the power of the soul, making it completely semi-invincible.

It is extremely difficult for a Void Spirit King in this state to win, even for a monk in the stage of becoming a god, let alone a guy who is half a step into becoming a god.

Huh, the trial is easy? Is the trial not as difficult as an amusement park?

At least... at least not this trial!

The bald man looked at the screen with excitement. This battle could at least save him some face.

Liu Qianhuan looked at the green translucent skeleton in front of him, closed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath.

"It's such a familiar smell. It's this smell. I hope you won't disappoint me..."

She opened her eyes, and the playfulness and frivolity of the past completely disappeared, leaving only a bone-chilling chill.

The ring flashed, and a light blue sword appeared in her hand.

At this time, she looked focused, cold and arrogant, and had the aura that belonged to the peerless female swordswoman.

She has never used a sword. Except for the True Intent Duel at the last Four Directions Exchange Conference, where she used it once in order not to hinder her teammates, no one has ever seen her use a sword.

No one knows why she is so resistant to using a sword. She is obviously very powerful when using a sword, but she just abandons it. Only she knew in her heart that using a sword would bring a strong sense of guilt...

And this feeling of guilt can only be reduced a bit when the Void Spirit Clan is killed.

The body of the Void Spirit King suddenly twisted and disappeared. The next moment, it appeared behind Liu Qianhuan. The red sickle drew a bloody and deadly arc and wiped it towards Liu Qianhuan's snow-white neck.

"too slow……"

Liu Qianhuan groaned softly, the golden runes on his toes flashed, and his body flashed to the side of the Void Spirit King in an instant, and the blue long sword slashed at the Void Spirit King at a faster speed!

"Chila!"

The shadow of the sword was like a charm, and it instantly opened a large mouth in the body of the Void Spirit King.

"Ah...!" The Void Spirit King, who had been silent all this time, suddenly howled in pain.

The part where it was struck slowly evaporated like water vapor!

The bald man who had been watching the battle had his eyes wide open with a look of disbelief.

Is the Void Spirit King injured? How can this be! ?

This woman obviously didn't use her soul to attack, why could she hurt the spirit body! ?

In shock, for some reason, his eyes stayed on the light blue sword in Liu Qianhuan's hand, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Could it be because of this sword...

Liu Qianhuan walked towards the Void King step by step, and the light blue long sword trembled slightly, as if she felt the long-lost fighting spirit and became excited.

She has a sword named Binghong, which can kill all demons and monsters!

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"Mom, mom... Look, I can already swing the sword."

In a forest of ancient swords, a girl with short black hair pulled the hand of a gentle woman and shouted excitedly.

The woman gently stroked the girl's head: "Huanhuan, you did a good job, but don't be too proud. You just broke the record of the youngest sword swing in the Nine Provinces. You must know that there are people who are better than you, and there are heavens beyond heaven..."

"Yeah... Mom... I know I am only the first in Nine Provinces now, and I won't be proud." She nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, and her pair of smart purple eyes blinked, looking extremely cute.

Woman: "..."

The woman felt that she seemed to have led something astray, but it didn't matter, as long as her daughter was happy.

Huanhuan is an ancient sword form that appears once in a thousand years in the sect. She is already famous throughout the sect at a young age. Some disciples jokingly call her the little master. Well, her father is the big master.

"Mom... accompany me to practice sword! I want to let you see my sword energy that is the best in Jiuzhou!!" the girl shouted excitedly.

"Okay... okay, I'll see Huanhuan's sword energy." The woman smiled gently, and her beautiful eyes reflected the girl's sweet and lovely smile.

Time passed.

Unknowingly, Huanhuan is ten years old.

She can enter the sect's sword forest to find her own life weapon.

"Huanhuan, remember to keep your mind clear after you go in, so that a famous sword will choose you." The woman took the little girl's hand and gently reminded her.

"I know, Mom." The girl smiled and walked to the center of the sword forest, cut her pink fingers, a drop of blood floated in the air, and then closed her eyes.

In an instant, thousands of swords rang together, and the light of the sword monument rushed straight into the sky!

All the swords trembled, and the voice seemed to say: Choose me! Choose me!

The woman looked at the scene in front of her absent-mindedly, muttering to herself: "Is this the ancient sword of Dao? No... should I say, this is Huanhuan's qualification?"

"Well, this sword is too big..."

"This sword is too thin, is it a toothpick?"

"This sword is too ugly, I don't like it either."

"Huh? These are the ten famous swords of the sect, so old-fashioned..."

"Wow... Is there a pink sword?"

...

Just like that, Huanhuan, who originally wanted to be recognized by the famous swords, became a scene where Huanhuan randomly chose his life weapon.

She strolled in the sword forest, and every famous sword was trembling. As long as the girl hooked her little finger, the long sword would fly to her side excitedly and obey her.

But what the woman didn't expect was that the girl didn't even like a long sword.

"Huanhuan... Can you choose again? The materials of the sect's ten famous swords are the best in the entire continent. If they are well nourished, they can be upgraded to immortal weapons. Even with the nourishment of your Dao Sword Ancient Body, it may be upgraded to a legendary artifact..."

"Woo woo, Mom, I don't want them! They are all too ugly! I saw a sword in the Divine Sword Book, I like it very much, and it is also suitable for my physique. Let's refine that sword, okay..."

"Are you talking about the Binghong Sword? But it's..."

"I want it. I am the best swordsman in Jiuzhou. Only it can set off my temperament! ! Mom, you are the best to me, just meet my request!"

"Oh... okay, then let's go to the Void Spirit Realm."