Calmly deal with the killers, Fang Xuan wiped the blood from the black knife with his sleeves, stood quietly in a pool of blood, looking at the desolate and scarlet earth, murmured alone: ​​"The Collar of Chaos..."

It's too early to kill people!

You should ask more useful information before killing.

Fang Xuan was a little annoyed, all because his reflex nerve was too sensitive. Where is the chaotic leader? 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 for a long time - licking a bag~!

Five minutes later, Fang Xuan cleaned the battlefield and began to check his gains.

Some money and some weapons.

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

There are many things in the soul guide, such as water, food, wine, treasures, etc., which are probably as many as one million gold soul coins, and they have a lot of rewards.

But it is a bit regrettable that no precious treasures of soul bones were found.

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

After walking two steps to the left, Fang Xuan came to a blood-devouring demon tree, sitting cross-legged and resting. He didn't know how long he had been in a coma. Now his stomach was thundering and he couldn't bear to be hungry.

"Forget it, there is no need to think so much, just fill your stomach first!"

The strong sense of hunger forced him to suppress his doubts, first took out a pile of wine and meat from the soul guide, and feasted directly.

Roasted lamb legs, sauce elbows, roast chicken, wine, etc., a lot of delicious food and wine!

After a while, Fang Xuanfeng swept away the remaining clouds, and more than ten pounds of meat were all put into his stomach. He burped comfortably, touched his gradually bulging belly, and rested on the Blood-Devouring Demon Tree.

"Jiuxin Begonia, treatment!"

After resting for about half an hour, Fang Xuan was full of energy and his soul was restored, so he began to activate the Jiuxin Haitang martial soul to heal his injuries.

On his body, there were no less than a hundred wounds of all sizes, which was very terrifying. Some even had white bones exposed. However, after the torture of that prison disaster, this little pain was nothing to him. And as long as his soul power recovered, it would be easy to cure this injury.

In the dantian, the sacred and crystal clear nine-heart crabapple bloomed, the white petals flew, and waves of powerful life energy spread out, flowing along Fang Xuan's meridians in an orderly manner, quickly nourishing his scarred and exhausted limbs.

At this moment, Fang Xuan bathed in the fairy clouds all over his body, as if he was shrouded in a hot spring, warm and comfortable, the broken bones were automatically connected, the wounds healed quickly, and the poison was healed quickly. In a short while, he healed all his injuries, returned to his peak state, and became fierce again.

"ah……"

Fang Xuan stood up and felt the continuous gushing power from his body. His heart was extremely happy. He couldn't help but whistle, as if he was announcing his resurrection to the whole world.

This long roar contains powerful power and spreads from all directions. The mountain suddenly trembled, rocks rolled down, and birds frightened. The blood-devouring demon trees standing around seemed to feel the aura of the supreme emperor emitted from him. They were all so scared that they crawled on the ground and knelt down to surrender!

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

Fang Xuan held the fist full of strength, felt the explosive power in his body, and was excited and excited, feeling a sense of rebirth.

From the champion of the Soul Master Competition, to the prisoners of the Soul Hall Prison, from the public executions in front of the Pope's Hall, to the vastness of the sea here.

After experiencing thousands of difficulties, Fang Xuan finally escaped from the subordinates of the Wuhun Palace. From then on, the sea was vast and the sky was high and the sky was soaring at will, and no one could stop him from moving forward.

A kind of ambition arises naturally!

After eating and drinking enough, healed his injuries, and after resting, Fang Xuan returned to his heyday. The powerful soul power in his body was as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, but in this case, his brows frowned slightly, and doubts arose in his heart.

The cold eyes swept to the bodies of the pack horses in the caravan. Next to these bodies, there were many brown bags of goods scattered, which seemed to be the main property escorted by the caravan.

However, what puzzled Fang Xuan was that he had just opened these goods bags and was surprised to find that it was filled with stones, and there was no precious goods at all, and he didn't even find a golden soul coin.

What's going on?!

Fang Xuan touched his chin, frowned, puzzled.

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

The corpse was in a mess, and most of its body was swallowed by the Blood-Devouring Demon Tree, with only a small part left.

"This is!"

Suddenly, Fang Xuan's eyes lit up and he found a dull ring on his hand that the noble young man wore. Although it looked inconspicuous, his soul power spread.

"Soul Guide!"

Fang Xuan was surprised and finally got a big gain!

As he had guessed, the goods placed on horses were all fake and were a trick to attract the attention of the enemy. The treasures actually transported by the caravan were hidden in this soul guide.

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

The dark color is simple and ancient, and it looks a bit old. At first glance, there is nothing special about it, just a dress of ordinary robes!

"clothing?"

Fang Xuan was stunned. He thought that the soul guide was hidden in the soul bones and a peerless treasure of the immortal medicine level, but he didn't expect it to be just a piece of clothing, which made him very disappointed.

"Hey! No!"

At this time, he suddenly realized that the black robe was a bit strange, and there were wisps of energy spreading on it. He almost missed if he didn't observe carefully!

"This is...soul guide armor?!!"

Fang Xuan's eyes lit up. He took out the strange black robe from the soul guide. After careful investigation, he had already confirmed it in his heart that this should be an extremely rare soul guide armor!

Of course, the soul guide technology of Douluo 1 is not very mature. Most soul guides are only used to hold objects and do not have the ability to attack and defense. Starting from Douluo 2, the soul guide gradually began to show its powerful power. The real battle armor began to appear in Douluo 3.

This strange 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 guides in the early stage of Douluo, and the prototype of a battle armor!

Fang Xuan tried repeatedly and confirmed that this strange black robe had no special attack power, but because of the blessing of soul power, its defense power was far ten times that of ordinary armor. It was inseparable from swords and guns and was invasive to water and fire, which was considered an excellent self-defense treasure!

He lowered his head slightly, and he glanced at his tattered robe thoughtfully, covered with blood and sweat, and he really couldn't continue wearing it.

This black robe of soul guide was a defensive battle suit tailored for himself. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he couldn't help but feel a hint of joy.

The next moment, Fang Xuan took off his blood-stained ragged robe, used the drinking water stored by the killers to rinse the blood and sweat on his body, took a shower happily, and finally changed into the black robe, and looked much more energetic.

With elegant black hair, handsome facial features, sharp eyebrows and eyes, tall figure and strong body, she looks like a handsome young man! (I wonder if it has violated the portrait rights of any boss?)

...

Before we knew it, the sky gradually became darker, and the chaos in the night became more and more gloomy and terrifying.

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

The demon sword was inserted obliquely on the ground, and the slender blade was as red as blood, and there were still blood stains filled with the breath of the gods on it, making creatures within a radius of ten miles dare not approach it, and they are still extremely powerful!

Fang Xuan's black hair was distant and his eyes were deep. He walked to the demon sword in three or two steps, then suddenly stretched out his right palm and held the demon sword tightly!

I remember that a few years ago, he was a weak soul sect. He was once injured by the peerless murderous intent of this demon sword and almost died. At that time, he was too weak to withstand the power of the demon sword at all.

Now, before we knew it, Fang Xuan had broken through to the Soul Saint level, activated his true body of the martial soul, and had the combat power of the title-level. After many years, he held this demon sword again, and the latter was still fierce!

"Boom! Boom!"

The terrifying murderous aura that seemed familiar and familiar suddenly came from the demon sword, as if to tear Fang Xuan apart. His eyes were calm and extremely calm. The six martial souls were circulating, and the powerful soul power was activated to resist the erosion of the murderous aura of the demon sword!

It took a long time to go, but the murderous aura that was as surging as the tide gradually faded away, and gradually converged into the demon sword, and disappeared. At this time, Fang Xuan breathed in relief and finally had the 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 completely control the demon sword Hongyu. Maybe it is difficult to even use the demon sword to swing a sword, let alone fight like normal.

However, just holding this peerless demon sword was enough to make him feel excited. This was a peerless demon sword that once killed the gods. The real god-level treasure sword was no less than the Qiandaoliu Angel Holy Sword!

He had witnessed the power of this knife with his own eyes not long ago and was shocked.

After calming down his excitement, he gradually regained his previous calmness.

"Old madman, go all the way!"

Fang Xuan held the demon sword in his hand, looked solemn, and bowed deeply to the south to bid farewell to Luo Xuanchen. Then, he stepped forward to the outside world and quickly left the Blood-Devouring Forest.

Just as Luo Xuanchen said, Fang Xuan's path has just begun...
Chapter completed!