God Soldier Atlas

You got this sword yourself, why don't you want it?

Zhou Shu looked at the man in front of him and asked with great interest.

Cao Min held the sword in both hands and lowered his head, Reporting to my lord, I didn't get this by my own ability or chance, someone helped me.

This is cheating, I, Cao Min, can't do this kind of thing.

Cao Min gritted his teeth and said.

He also couldn't bear it in his heart, this is a magic weapon.

But he couldn't help but say it.

If he didn't say anything, his conscience would be hard to bear.

Not far away, the middle-aged man surnamed Song had a troubled face and a struggle in his heart.

Cao Min handed over the sword in his hand, and the knife in his hand came from the same way.

Should he hand it over?

The middle-aged man surnamed Song is hesitant. He is from the Jianghu, and he lives a life of licking blood. Although he respects Zhou Shu, he is not under Zhou Shu's jurisdiction. He may not be willing to deal with matters involving his own interests. Do.

Back then, when Huaxia Pavilion asked people to hand in their natal weapons, the middle-aged man surnamed Song didn't agree at first.

It wasn't until Huaxia Pavilion raised the price that he finally handed over his natal soldier.

This is my knife, the knife I got with my own hands, I will never hand it over casually.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song had blue veins on the back of his hands, and said through gritted teeth.

Over there, Zhou Shu looked at Cao Min with a smile on his face, and said, Someone will help you, that's your chance, you can keep this sword.

Hearing Zhou Shu's words, Cao Min finally let go of his heart.

There was a look of great joy on his face, Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord!

Zhou Shu took a meaningful look at the middle-aged man surnamed Song in the crowd, and said nothing.

There are still hundreds of magical weapons in the mountain. Those who are destined can know, General Cao, please pass on the news so that more people can come.

Zhou Shu said, stepping on his feet, he had already shot up into the sky, before Cao Min could react, Zhou Shu had already disappeared into the air.

Seeing Zhou Shu leave, the middle-aged man surnamed Song heaved a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he felt a violent shock in his hand, and the long sword in his hand was thrown out of his hand.

Pfft—

The long sword cut through the air and landed in front of a warrior.

The warrior was taken aback and was stunned.

this--

His mind was blank, and he stretched out his hand subconsciously, holding the hilt of the long sword, and with a little force, the sword had been pulled out by him.

That's my sword!

The middle-aged man surnamed Song had red eyes and roared angrily.

Brother Song!

Cao Min flickered, standing in front of the middle-aged man surnamed Song, What's yours is yours, what's not yours, you can't grab it.

This is the Fenbaoyan of Huaxia Pavilion, no one should be presumptuous here!

Cao Min's voice was sonorous and powerful, the long knife in his hand was shining brightly, and its aura soared to the sky, driving his long hair to fly up, as if he was about to make a move in the next moment.

The movements of the middle-aged man surnamed Song suddenly stopped, and he stared at Cao Min.

He and Cao Min are similar in strength, but Cao Min has magic weapons, and he doesn't.

If he did it, he would definitely not be Cao Min's opponent.

The brain that was dazzled by anger gradually woke up.

He was full of remorse, why didn't he stand up like Cao Min just now?

As long as he stood up and Zhou Shu said a word, the sword would not turn its back on him.

If he stood up, why did he come to this?

He raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, then ran down the mountain without looking back.

He finally knew what a chance was!

What happened on Fenbaoyan was just a small episode for Zhou Shu.

He did not intervene in the matter of the middle-aged man surnamed Song. The sword would leave him only because Marshal Tianpeng was dead, no one suppressed the long sword, and the long sword did not take a fancy to the middle-aged man surnamed Song.

Zhou Shu was not so stingy that he was counted against because of the middle-aged man surnamed Song.

To put it bluntly, when an ant grabs a grain of rice, it thinks that people will care about it, but in fact, people don't care at all which ant the grain of rice falls into.

After leaving Fenbaoyan, Zhou Shu went straight back to Huaxia Pavilion.

Marshal Canopy came and went suddenly.

He came suddenly, and died even more simply. This random punch directly knocked Zhou Shu unconscious.

This also overturned Zhou Shu's original plan.

Originally, according to Zhou Shu's opportunity, the human race in the ancestral land would rest for a period of time. After Huaxia Pavilion recast all the magic soldiers in the ancestral land, they would recover for three days and rule the world.

By that time, he was gathering strength for a possible attack by Marshal Canopy.

As a result, Marshal Canopy was not an enemy at all.

Not only is he not an enemy, but he also sacrificed himself to fulfill Zhou Shu.

In this way, Zhou Shu's imaginary enemy no longer exists.

That is to say, if the mastermind behind the magic weapon does not appear, the human race in the ancestral land really has no enemies.

The remaining three days of the five days are nothing more than a small trouble, not a strong enemy.

But that doesn't mean he can sit back and relax.

The death of Marshal Tianpeng has already sounded the alarm for Zhou Shu.

Although he has never fought against each other, Zhou Shu is very sure that the strength of Marshal Tianpeng is definitely above him.

If the two really fought against each other, regardless of the spear, Zhou Shu might not necessarily be his opponent.

With such strength, Marshal Tianpeng still felt that he couldn't handle a certain situation, and would rather sacrifice himself than put his hope on Zhou Shu.

This can only show one problem, that is, the situation is indeed very difficult.

Can live, who would want to die?

What's more, it is still dead.

The person that Marshal Tianpeng fears is the enemy that Zhou Shu has to face now.

Facing this unknown enemy, Zhou Shu now knows nothing except that the art of casting soldiers may come from him.

What he can do now is to recast all the magic weapons in the world as soon as possible, and cut off the source of his stealing power.

At the same time, try to improve your own strength as much as possible. In the final analysis, strength is the foundation. Without strength, everything is in vain.

Magic Weapon Atlas, old man, I still have to rely on you.

Zhou Shu also felt a little emotional in his heart.

Although he has gained the strength of Marshal Tianpeng, Zhou Shu himself has also undergone great changes. In terms of martial arts qualifications alone, he is now an out-and-out genius.

But if you want to cultivate by yourself, although the speed of cultivation is not necessarily slow, it certainly cannot cope with the current situation.

No one knows when the mastermind behind the scenes will jump out.

Recovering for three days is my chance to become stronger, and it is also my last chance.

Zhou Shu already had some calculations in his mind.

If there is feedback from the map of the magic weapon, then the magic weapon he forged must be killed.

Now that the world is peaceful and there is no war, those fights in the rivers and lakes alone are not enough to improve Zhou Shu's strength too much.

If Zhou Shu is really an unscrupulous person, he can completely start a war and cause chaos in the world, so that his strength will be improved at the fastest speed.

But Zhou Shu couldn't do that kind of thing.

Although he is not a good person, he also wants to become a devil.

Recovering for three days, war is indispensable. This opportunity is enough.

Zhou Shu said to himself.

...

While Zhou Shu was planning the future of his ancestral land, in a place in the Ten Kingdoms Continent, a middle-aged man knelt down on the ground with a face full of pain.

This person is the middle-aged man surnamed Song who left Fen Baoyan before.

He was trembling all over now, and golden streaks visible to the naked eye unexpectedly appeared on the surface of his skin.

What are you resisting?

A voice suddenly came out from the mouth of a middle-aged man surnamed Song. The voice seemed very distant, hoarse and unpleasant, not like a human voice.

Accept me, and you will become extremely powerful. In this world, no one will be your opponent. At that time, there will be any magic weapon you want. If you order the world, you will dare not obey. If you dare to underestimate you, you will be killed.

The voice echoed in the air with a bewitching meaning.

The middle-aged man surnamed Song's face was twisted, and his eyes were full of struggle.

His pupils are constantly changing between golden yellow and black.

If Zhou Shu was present, he would be able to tell how similar his situation was to that of Diao Daocun back then.

It's useless to resist. Accept me. This world will become yours. You practice martial arts, isn't it just to rule the world one day, so that no one dares to bully you, no one dares to despise you?

Without strength, you will always be an ant in the eyes of others.

Obviously it's your magic weapon, but if others say take it away, take it away, because of what? It's because you are too weak!

Weakness is the original sin. If you are weak, no one will reason with you.

The only way to change all this is to become stronger. As long as you are strong enough, that Zhou will also kneel down in front of you.

boom--

The violent momentum erupted from the middle-aged man surnamed Song.

do not talk!

The middle-aged man surnamed Song roared, his voice became the original voice, his expression became extremely ferocious, and a pair of pupils turned into a golden color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I want to get back everything I deserve. I want to stand on the top of the world. I, Song Zhong, want to become the number one person in the world!

He felt that the voice became extremely indifferent, and said coldly.

as you wish!

A hoarse and ugly voice came out of his mouth, as if two people were having a conversation.

If such a weird scene hadn't happened in a remote and uninhabited place, I'm afraid it would scare countless people.

As soon as these words came out, the aura on Song Zhong's body continued to rise, and in an instant, he had already broken through the boundary of the Dongtian Realm. After a few breaths, the powerful aura was already in the Dao Realm.

In the sky, a vortex of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye formed, and all the spiritual energy within a radius of a thousand miles poured into his body.

Cracks appeared on the surface of his body, as if they were about to split open. Those cracks were constantly being repaired, and every time they were repaired, his body became stronger.

So again and again, this process happens thousands of times in a single moment.

This body is a little too weak, but your name is not bad, Song Zhong, then let me die for the kid surnamed Zhou.

Song Zhong let out an ugly laugh.

boom--

The ground with a radius of hundreds of feet sank suddenly, and a large pit appeared on the ground. During the earthquake, Song Zhong shot up into the sky and disappeared into the sky in an instant. He didn't know where he went.

...

Brother Song, why?

Cao Min knelt down on one knee, his seven orifices were bleeding, he supported his body with a broken sword, and looked at Song Zhong in front of him in disbelief.

This Song Zhong felt extremely strange to him.

This old friend he has known for hundreds of years has become completely unknown to him.

Since Fen Baoyan got the magic soldier, Cao Min was on his way back to Daliang, and then Song Zhong suddenly appeared, broke the magic sword in his hand with one palm, and then severely wounded him.

Cao Min already felt that the vitality in his body had been cut off, life was constantly flowing out of his body, he was already dead.

Died at the hands of his old friend, Cao Min has no fear now, only puzzlement.

Just because you are distributing Baoyan, you didn't get the magic weapon?

Cao Min stared at Song Zhong, and said, My lord said, the distribution of Baoyan is all based on chance. If you don't have a chance this time, it doesn't mean that you won't have a chance in the future. Brother Song, it's time to turn around!

Even now, he still wants to persuade his old friend to turn back.

Opportunity?

Song Zhong laughed loudly, I never believe in chance, I only believe in my fist.

I don't need anyone's handouts for what I want. I will use my hands to get it back.

Fen Baoyan, what qualifications does it have to decide who the magic weapon belongs to?

Cao Min, I'm going to kill you because I can't stand you bowing down to that Zhou. For a magic weapon, you knelt in front of him like a dog. For a person like you, I used to fight for you! Friends. Now, I am just correcting my previous mistakes.

When you die, I will climb up to Fenbaoyan, and I want to see which divine weapon dares to submit to me. Anyone who is disobedient will deserve to die.

A ferocious smile appeared on Song Zhong's face.

Cao Min's eyes were full of disbelief, Brother Song, you are crazy, you actually want to be an enemy of the prince, you are killing yourself!

Crack——

Cao Min's words came to an abrupt end, because Song Zhong's hand directly stuck out of his neck.

Death is imminent, and there are so many nonsense, the surname Zhou is also worthy of killing me? I will let him know what despair is!

Song Zhong sneered, I will destroy everything about him little by little, and then I will send him on the road with my own hands! Offending me is the biggest mistake he has ever done.

Crack——

With Song Zhong's force, Cao Min's neck was instantly broken, and the light in his eyes gradually went out.

Song Zhong threw Cao Min's body casually, and disappeared in a flash.

...

In Huaxia Pavilion, Zhou Shu, who was retreating to cast soldiers, suddenly opened his eyes, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Another one ruined.

In front of his eyes, there was a map of the magic weapon that only he could see, and another page on the map of the magic weapon turned gray.

All the magic weapons he forged will be included in the magic weapon map. Once the magic soldier is successfully killed, the magic weapon map will give feedback.

If the divine weapon he forged was destroyed, the page containing that divine weapon on the divine weapon atlas would also turn gray.

It's the eleventh time.

Zhou Shu murmured to himself, Eleven of the magic soldiers sent by Fen Baoyan have been destroyed, but not even a single one has been killed. Now the world is peaceful and there is no war. All these people died in the struggle between Jianghu and Jianghu? But Even if the master of the divine weapon dies, it stands to reason that the divine weapon should not be destroyed.

Zhou Shu was a little confused, Is this a coincidence, or did someone do it on purpose?

A cold light flashed in his pupils. If it was a coincidence, it would be too coincidental!

The magic weapons he forged had never been destroyed in such a concentrated manner before, and the eleven pieces of magic weapons that were destroyed were all the magic weapons he put on the Fenbaoyan.

Someone did it on purpose, who is he?

Zhou Shu pondered.

A divine thought came out, and soon, the voice of Shi Songtao, the deputy head of the Huaxia Pavilion, sounded outside the door.

Master!

come in.

Zhou Shudao, the door opened, Shi Songtao came in respectfully, bowed and said, Pavilion Master, something happened.

Before Zhou Shu could ask, Shi Songtao had already spoken.

What's up?

Zhou Shu frowned.

Cao Min, the commander of the Liang army and Ma Sida, was killed and his body was abandoned in the wilderness.

Shi Songtao said in a deep voice, General Lian Yun of the Great Chu Cavalry Army, and Lu Deyi, the God of Great Xia...

Shi Songtao reported several names in succession.

In just a few days, these people were all killed.

They all just came down from the Fenbaoyan, and were killed on the way back to their respective countries, and all the magic soldiers they got were destroyed and thrown beside their bodies.

Shi Songtao's expression was very serious.

Originally, the killing of people from the Ten Kingdoms would not disturb the Huaxia Pavilion, but the time when these people were killed was too coincidental, and they were all killed after they came down from Baoyan.

This is easily reminiscent of the relationship with Fenbaoyan.

That's why this news was sent to the Huaxia Pavilion by the Ten Kingdoms.

Did someone do it on purpose?

Zhou Shu snorted coldly.

Master, do you already know?

Shi Songtao said unexpectedly that he also just got the news and was about to report to Zhou Shu, and then he heard Zhou Shu calling him.

What else did you hear?

Zhou Shu was noncommittal, and said in a deep voice.

That's all for now.

Shi Songtao said in a deep voice, We suspect that someone is deliberately targeting people who have gained something from Fenbaoyan. The general and the others have already set off to investigate.

If it is true, there are still many people in danger. Pavilion Master, someone is provoking our Huaxia Pavilion!

Shi Songtao's face showed anger. It had been a long time since anyone dared to provoke Huaxia Pavilion so blatantly. Could it be that all ghosts and snakes jumped out because Huaxia Pavilion hadn't made a move for too long?

Huaxia Pavilion is not a great force, do you still expect everyone in the world to be afraid of us?

Zhou Shu was not so excited. In this world, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. If there is one Diao Daocun, why can't there be others?

Even people like Marshal Tianpeng have fear, let alone Huaxia Pavilion?

Zhou Shu never felt that he, or Huaxia Pavilion, was already invincible.

But he didn't think that Huaxia Pavilion was invincible in the world, nor did he think that Huaxia Pavilion could be provoked by anyone.

He set up Fen Baoyan and distributed his soldiers in the world. That was related to his big plan. The other party killed all the people who had gained something from Fen Baoyan and destroyed his soldiers. Isn't this destroying his plan? ?

After destroying his magic weapon, how can he get rewards from the magic weapon map?

Although my Huaxia Pavilion is nothing special, but not everyone can pinch us. Deputy Pavilion Master, let the brothers move. I want to see who is deliberately targeting our Huaxia Pavilion. If we get Everyone who goes up to Fenbaoyan will die, so who will dare to climb up Fenbaoyan after that?