Chapter 5032: Made by the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers

The next moment, the ancient painting began to test Xiao Xuan, and countless magic weapons around him rushed towards Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan was stunned, and burst out with a huge breath, fighting with the magic weapons around him.

Xiao Xuan took out various means, but these magic weapons were not simple and could not be completely suppressed...

"You forced me..." Xiao Fan murmured, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Against the world!!"

The next moment, Xiao Xuan's fourth forbidden power appeared, and a terrifying black hole burst out, forcibly swallowing the magic weapons attacking him.

Soon, the test on Xiao Xuan ended, and Xiao Xuan's consciousness left the ancient painting and returned to his own body.

"Xuan'er! How is it?" Ye Miaoyin asked.

"I... don't know." Xiao Xuan shook his head.

The next moment, the ancient painting burst into black light, and a black Overlord Spear flew in front of Xiao Xuan.

"This... This is... The Black Blood Demon Spear that King Wanbing made!!" The Devouring Beast was shocked and looked at the black gun in Xiao Xuan's hand in disbelief.

"Is... It's actually the Black Blood Demon Spear?!" Xue Jingzi was also shocked.

"Black Blood Demon Spear? Is it very strong?" Xiao Fan was curious.

Xiao Xuan, Xiao Qing, Ye Miaoyin and others were also curious and asked about the origin of the Black Blood Demon Spear.

"Strong! Too strong! Who is King Wanbing! You may not know that he is the strongest weapon refiner in our Ancient Burial Holy Land! This Black Blood Demon Spear! It was made by King Wanbing! When the Black Blood Demon Spear was born! The entire Ancient Burial Holy Land was shocked! ! The third god general ran to ask for it! But King Wanbing refused to give it to him no matter what!" The Devouring Beast was stunned and spoke slowly.

This shows how extraordinary the Black Blood Demon Spear that Xiao Xuan was chosen is!

"Black Blood Demon Spear? Haha... Not bad." Xiao Xuan smiled and reached out to hold the Black Blood Demon Spear.

The next moment, a huge demonic energy burst out, belonging to the breath of the Black Blood Demon Spear.

Xiao Xuan immediately used his own strength to suppress the demonic energy of the Black Blood Demon Spear.

Seeing this, Xiao Fan suddenly realized what was going on.

"Xuan'er! What happened just now?!" Xiao Fan asked.

"Just now..." Xiao Xuan was chased by countless magic weapons, and then he told the story of using the world-defying technique.

"It should be right, your world-defying technique made Gu Hua feel evil... So, this Black Blood Demon Spear chose you!" Xiao Fan laughed.

"Ah? Evil... Is my world-defying technique very evil?!" Xiao Xuan was stunned.

"Nonsense! What do you think?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Hehehe... That's it! Your own technique! Don't you know it's evil?" Xiao Qing smiled.

"I... I don't think it's evil..." Xiao Xuan pouted and glanced at the Black Blood Demon Spear in his hand.

"This Black Blood Demon Spear is good, use it well later... Whether it is evil or not is up to you! Your will is the dominant one! Do you understand?" Xiao Fan said with a smile.

"I understand, Dad!" Xiao Xuan nodded, dripped blood to recognize the master, and let the Black Blood Demon Spear recognize himself.

The power of the Black Blood Demon Spear is not as powerful as the Tianming Sword, but it is not much weaker.

Moreover, the Black Blood Demon Spear also has its own gun spirit...

"Okay! I'll do it next!" Xiao Qing said with a smile, walked to the ancient painting, and began to call the ancient painting according to the method of the Devouring Beast.

Soon, Xiao Qing also arrived at the different space and entered the world of the ancient painting.

Her experience was the same as Xiao Xuan, and she was chased by countless magic weapons...

"Chaos..." Xiao Qing murmured, and the power of chaos flowed, causing all the magic weapons to fall into the quagmire of chaos and unable to escape.

There are many uses for the power of chaos, and now it has been carried forward by Xiao Qing.

Soon, Xiao Qing's will returned to her body and she stood in front of the ancient painting...

"Sister! How is it?" Xiao Xuan asked.

"I don't know." Xiao Qing shook her head.

The next moment, the ancient painting flowed with chaotic light, and a pair of swords engraved with the mark of chaos flew in front of Xiao Qing.

"Is this... a pair of swords?" Xiao Qing was stunned.

"This... this is... made by the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers! The Infinite Holy Sword!!"