Douluo's first sword

After calmly dealing with these killers, Fang Xuan wiped the blood on the black knife with his sleeve, stood quietly in a pool of blood, looked at the desolate and scarlet land, and murmured alone: ​​"The Territory of Chaos"

It's too early to kill people

You should ask for more useful information before killing.

Fang Xuan was a little annoyed because his reflexes were too sensitive. By the way, where is the Territory of Chaos? Is it still in the territory of the Tiandou Empire?

After hesitating for a while, he looked at the corpses around him. The instinct from the depths of his soul drove him to do his old job of licking for the first time in a long time~

Five minutes later, Fang Xuan finished cleaning the battlefield and began to check his harvest.

Some money, some weapons.

In addition, there is a precious soul guide, the shape of the bracelet is derived from the blue-haired girl.

There are a lot of things in the soul guide, such as water, food, wine, treasures, etc. The amount is probably as much as one million gold soul coins, which is a rich harvest.

However, it is a bit regretful that no precious treasures such as soul bones were found.

Fang Xuan secretly cursed himself for being greedy. How could such a second-rate killer group possess a treasure like soul bones? However, killing these killers did bring him a lot of gains.

After taking two steps to the left, Fang Xuan came to sit down cross-legged under a blood-devouring demon tree and rested. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious. His stomach was thundering all the time and he was unbearably hungry.

"Forget it, there's no need to think so much, let's fill our stomachs first."

The strong sense of hunger forced him to suppress his doubts. He took out a bunch of wine and meat from the soul guide and started to feast on it.

Roast lamb leg, sauced elbow, roast chicken, fine wine, etc., a lot of delicious food and fine wine

After a while, he was completely wiped out by Fang Xuan. More than ten kilograms of meat went into his stomach. He burped happily, touched his gradually bulging belly, and rested against the blood-devouring demon tree.

"Nine Heart Begonia, Healing"

After resting for about half an hour, Fang Xuan was full of physical strength and his soul power was fully restored, so he started to activate the Nine Hearts and Begonia Martial Spirit to treat his injuries.

There were no less than a hundred wounds, large and small, on his body, which were very horrific, and some even exposed the bones. However, after the torture of the prison, this little pain was nothing to him. , and as long as the soul power is restored, it is easy to cure this kind of injury.

In the dantian, the sacred and crystal-clear Nine-Hearted Begonia blossomed, with white petals flying. Waves of powerful life energy spread out, flowing in an orderly manner along Fang Xuan's meridians, quickly nourishing his scarred and healthy body. Exhausted limbs and bones.

At this moment, Fang Xuan's whole body was bathed in Xianxia, ​​as if he was enveloped in a hot spring, warm and comfortable. Broken bones were automatically reconnected, wounds healed quickly, and poisons healed quickly. In a short time, he had cured all his injuries and recovered. When he reaches his peak state, he becomes more powerful again.

"what"

Fang Xuan stood up, feeling the power flowing out of his body. His heart was so happy that he couldn't help but roar loudly, as if announcing his resurrection to the world.

This long roar contained powerful energy and spread in all directions. The mountain suddenly trembled, rocks rolled down, and the birds fled in fright. The blood-devouring demon trees standing around seemed to feel the aura of the supreme emperor emanating from him. They were all so frightened that they fell to the ground and knelt down to surrender.

"I'm alive again, I'm alive again"

Fang Xuan held his powerful fist and felt the explosive power in his body. He was excited and excited, feeling like he had been reborn.

From the champion of the Soul Master Competition, to the prisoner in the Wuhun Palace Prison, from the public execution in front of the Pope's Palace, to the vastness of the world here.

After going through many difficulties and dangers, Fang Xuan finally escaped from Wuhundian's hands. From then on, the sea and the sky were high, he could fly freely, and no one could block his path forward.

A kind of heroic ambition arises spontaneously

After eating and drinking, treating his injuries, and resting, Fang Xuan returned to his prime state, with the majestic soul power in his body like a sea of ​​smoke. However, here, his brows wrinkled slightly, and doubts arose in his heart.

Cold eyes glanced at the corpses of the pack horses of the caravan. Beside these corpses, there were many brown cargo bags scattered, which seemed to be the main property escorted by the caravan.

However, what puzzled Fang Xuan was that when he opened these cargo bags just now, he was a little surprised to find that they were all filled with stones. There were no precious goods at all, not even a gold soul coin.

How is this going

Fang Xuan touched his chin, his brows furrowed in confusion.

After pondering for a while, he walked forward, passed over the corpses, and came to the front of the team, the corpse of the noble young man who led the caravan.

The corpse was in tatters, with most of the body devoured by the blood-devouring demon tree, leaving only a small part.

"This is"

Suddenly, Fang Xuan's eyes lit up and he noticed a dull ring on the hand of this noble young man. Although it looked inconspicuous, there were wisps of soul power spreading out.

"Soul Guidance Device"

Fang Xuan was pleasantly surprised and finally had a big harvest

Just as he had guessed, the goods placed on the horses were all fake and were used as a cover to attract the enemy's attention. The real treasure transported by this caravan was hidden in this soul guide.

His consciousness penetrated into the soul guide, and a strange robe gradually appeared in front of him.

It is dark in color, simple and ancient, and looks old. At first glance, there is nothing special about it. It is just an ordinary robe.

"clothing"

Fang Xuan was stunned. He originally thought that the soul guide contained soul bones and immortal medicine-level treasures, but he didn't expect that it was just a piece of clothing. This made him greatly disappointed.

"Hey, that's not right."

At this time, he suddenly noticed that this black robe was a little strange. There were wisps of energy spreading on it. He almost missed it if he didn't pay attention.

"This is the soul guide armor"

Fang Xuan's eyes lit up, he took out this strange black robe from the soul guide, and carefully inspected it. He was almost certain in his heart that this should be an extremely rare soul guide armor.

Of course, the soul guidance device technology in Douluo 1 is not yet mature. Most of the soul guidance devices are only used to hold items and have no attack or defense capabilities. Starting from Douluo 2, soul guidance devices gradually began to appear. Showing its powerful power, the real Doukai only began to appear in Douluo 3.

And this weird black robe is obviously not the kind of battle armor that has the power to destroy the world. It is just an attempt to apply soul guidance devices in the early stages of Douluo, a prototype of a battle armor.

Fang Xuan tried repeatedly and confirmed that this strange black robe had no special offensive power. However, due to the blessing of soul power, its defensive power was far ten times that of ordinary armor. It was invulnerable to weapons, water and fire. It was considered an excellent self-defense treasure. Got it

Lowering his head slightly, he glanced thoughtfully at his tattered robes, which were covered in blood stains and the smell of sweat. He really couldn't wear them anymore.

And this soul tool black robe happened to be a defensive suit tailor-made for him. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

The next moment, Fang Xuan took off his blood-stained tattered robe, washed the blood and sweat from his body with the drinking water stored by the killers, took a quick bath, and finally put on the black robe. The whole person seemed to be much more energetic.

With his cool black hair, handsome facial features, sharp eyebrows, tall figure, and strong physique, he looks like a handsome young man. I wonder if he has violated the portrait rights of any boss?

Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened, and the chaotic forest at night became increasingly eerie and terrifying.

After a careful search, Fang Xuan finally found the demon knife Hongyu that took him out of danger at the edge of the forest.

The demon knife was stuck diagonally on the ground. The slender blade was as red as blood. There were still blood stains filled with the spirit of the gods on it, making creatures within a ten-mile radius dare not approach. It was still fierce and powerful.

Fang Xuan's black hair was disheveled and his eyes were deep. He walked in front of the demon sword in a few steps, then suddenly stretched out his right palm and held the demon sword tightly.

I remember that a few years ago, when he was still a weak soul sect, he was injured by the deadly murderous intent of this demon sword and almost died. At that time, he was too weak and could not withstand the power of the demon sword.

Now, unknowingly, Fang Xuan has broken through to the Soul Saint level, activated the martial soul true body, and still possesses the title-level combat power. After many years, he holds this demon sword again, and the latter is still as fierce as before.

"Boom boom"

The familiar terrifying murderous aura suddenly came from the demon sword, as if it was about to tear Fang Xuan to pieces. His eyes were calm and unusually calm. The six martial souls were running, and the majestic soul power was urging them to resist the murderous aura of the demon sword with all their strength. erosion

I don't know how long it took, but the murderous aura that surged like a tide gradually receded, and gradually converged into the demon sword and disappeared. At this time, Fang Xuan breathed out a sigh of relief, and finally had the preliminary qualifications to use this sword.

Of course, with his current strength, he can only temporarily borrow the power of the demon sword. It is far from enough to fully control the demon sword Hongyu. He may be reluctant to even swing a sword with the demon sword, let alone fight like normal.

However, just holding this peerless demonic sword is enough to make him feel excited. This is a peerless demonic sword that once killed gods. It is a true god-level sword and is not weaker than Sendaoliu's angel holy sword.

He had witnessed the power of this knife not long ago and was shocked.

After calming down his excitement, he gradually returned to his previous calmness.

"Old madman, have a good trip"

Fang Xuan held the demon sword in his hand, with a solemn expression on his face, facing south, and bowed deeply to bid farewell to Luo Xuanchen. Then, he strode towards the outside world and quickly left the Blood-devouring Forest.

Just as Luo Xuanchen said, Fang Xuan's road has just begun