Legend of the Asura

The wind nodded, “I believe Master Iron Toothless, but what exactly is the attribute of this' illusion ’? ”

“I don't know.” Iron Toothless shook his head, "How can the properties of the superholy jade be understood by us mortals? Brother Wind Soul, what gear are you going to put it in? ”

His hands rubbed unconsciously, Tian Xuan fantasy jade and Tian Yun Holy Stone, a super holy level and a holy level, each one is unlikely to be seen by anyone else for life, but now it will shine in his hands, he can't wait, the excitement in his heart, more than others can understand.

The golden light flashed, the sword flashed in his hand, adding a light gold color to the cabin. He held his mind and asked softly, “Wan 'er, can you? ”

Just asked the exit, the look of the wind blew away, why did the phrase just now look so like the first time a man XX a woman in some small film asked.

“No problem! I am the sword spirit of Xuan, not the sword soul, and I will not be harmed unless Xuan is destroyed. And I'd love to see the magic of this super sacred jade.” Xuan Waner smiled.

“Okay.” The wind let go of its heart and hand over the sword to Iron Toothless, “help me set it on this sword. ”

The attributes of the Xuanxuan Sword have a clear explanation: they are not tradeable. The only exception to this rule is - Xuan Waner agrees.

From the moment the wind arose, the iron toothless was attracted to the strange golden light, because he was quite certain that it was absolutely not the light emitted by the golden weapon, and his exploratory gaze had not shifted from it.

Holding the golden sword in his hand, the iron toothless eyes closed slightly, but his face quickly appeared stunned for a long time, his eyes looked strangely at the wind: “I don't know what material this sword is made of... but I can feel its amazing momentum and tremendous nobility, which seems to be a material that shouldn't exist in the human race...”

“Although I don't know what kind of sword this is, if it is, it should be worn with this Tianxuan fantasy jade!” His voice was a little relieved, and he was worried that the super holy jade in his hand would burst into heaven. Now, his fears seem redundant. He watched the wind once again, and this young man from different worlds could always bring him the ultimate surprise and shock.

“Don't worry, you and this little girl go out and don't come back until you've done your best.” Iron Toothless closed his eyes and whispered.

“Oh?” With a strange look on his face, he also wanted to see for himself what a holy forge would look like.

“I must gather all my spirit and not be disturbed in half, believe me. ”

The wind sinks for a moment and sends a message to Xuan Waner: “Wan Er, can you leave for a moment? ”

“No problem, as long as it's not too long, I'll come to you as soon as it's done.” Xuan Waner replied.

The wind nodded with impunity and lifted up Feng Yao's hand: “Yao 'er, let's go. There is still a lot to do, leave it to the Iron Toothless Master alone. ”

There are heavenly shipments of sacred stones, no equipment that cannot be built, no forging that cannot be done successfully. He had nothing to worry about.

The door of the blacksmith's shop was closed from the outside and the house became darker. Iron toothless eyes open slowly, slightly more complicated.

Super divine forging, once successful, will surely lead to heavenly robbery, not to mention holy...

A super holy, a holy, and an absolutely extraordinary sword, the iron toothless suddenly smiled with satisfaction. If such a forge could be accomplished, he would not be left with any regrets, even if he died soon.

“Brother, where are we going? Wanna fight a little monster?” Fengyao looked at him and said. With the powerful spiritual power of "Dragon's Tear” and "Dragon's Tear”, she has 650 spiritual attributes at level 0. The whole novice village can't really find an ordinary monster that can't be killed by her seconds.

“Alas, I wish I could, but I don't have a weapon in my hand.” With some helplessness, the wind stalled his hands and suddenly his footsteps stopped there.

“What's wrong, brother?” Feng Yao asked softly. She glanced over at him with a slight glance, then gently “eh”.

By the wall, the dry old man still curled up there, his grassy hair piled up with the white beard, and his bark old face was like a dead man. Your eyes are still tightly closed, as if you can't open them.

“He… is also looking for the holy water of chaos. ”

The wind finally remembers where it first heard "Sacred Water of Chaos”.

“Brother, the old man...”

“Alas, just ignore him, let's go to a task, to be honest, I never really thought I could finish the task. The reward for this mission is really what I look forward to.” The wind walked towards the closed cabin by the village. The mandate, which lasted a year, is far from over.

At the moment they just turned around, the old man's eyelids beat a little, but his eyes still didn't open. But the mouth was very weak: “Did my consciousness start to become confused when the ridiculous feeling of Shura's brand and the true appearance of the saint appeared again? ”

“Mission?” Feng Yao quickly came to understand: “Is that what my brother told me, the mission to recover the soul? ”

“Yes! My Yao is so smart. Look, here it is. ”

The wooden door was still closed, there was no noise in the quiet, the wind did not knock on the door this time, but shouted at the door: “Madame Ma, I am the soul of the wind, I have brought your husband's soul back!! ”

Without the first half hour of repeated knocking and waiting, a panicked sound of footsteps was hidden and the door was slammed open.

Mrs. Ma's head was still scattered and her face seemed more gloomy than before. She saw the wind at first glance, bewildered by some incredible shock, and said with hope: "The Wind Soul Warrior... it's really you... did you really find my husband's soul? ”

“Of course, his soul was taken away by a powerful Dark Warcraft, and I accidentally retrieved it and came back from Tianlong mainland to give it to you.” The wind did not change color, saying that there was already an extra black box in his hand, which was exactly what he wanted from the Dark Dragon to “seal the soul's box”.

The familiar breath came to pass, Mrs. Ma's hands trembled to take over the box, and finally she couldn't help but cry: “Yes, this is it... this is my husband's breath. ”

She quickly wiped away the tears left by her unconsciousness. Kung Wang rose up and couldn't wait to rush to the room. She couldn't help but say thank you to them. The wind sighed: “The relationship between the couple is quite profound. ”

“Let's go check it out. I want to see them reunited.” Fengyao gently dragged his arm inside. As can be seen from Mrs. Ma's joyful and impatient expression, she seems to understand how to return the soul to the flesh.

The room was small and seemingly messy, passing through a white grey gauze net and a slightly simpler bamboo bed appeared in sight. A middle-aged man dressed as a hunter, with his eyes closed, laying still in a bed with no tattoos, had blue light circulating all over his body and beneath him, protecting his body.

Without any props or spells, the "Box of Sealed Souls" is carefully opened against the horse hunter's head, and a slightly invisible shadow of grey is instantly removed from the box, as if it were adsorbed into the horse hunter's body. Mrs. Ma let go of the box and took a long sigh of relief.

The sound of the two men's footsteps still failed to turn Mrs. Ma back. Her eyes stared closely at the body of the man in the bed... I don't know how long later, the man in the bed's eyelids beat violently and Mrs. Ma's heart beat.

“Huh... ah...”

The man's body suddenly sat up like a scammer from the bed, a long beating, and then rubbed his eyes hard, mumbling in his mouth: “Well, this is a long sleep... Alas? Strange, how can my whole body be so sour and numb like lying there for six months... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ”

The wind leaves its mouth in the dark, surrounded by a circle of water spirits, not cold.

The gaze in front of him finally cleared up, and the horse hunter saw his wife's face full of tears and the two strangers standing in the house, and asked in a daze, "What are you two? ”

Lady Ma finally woke up from a huge surprise and cried with a grip in her hand: "You've finally woken up... I thought for the rest of my life... if it weren't for this warrior...”

She finally came up with something, stood up in panic, even pulled her face off the bed by a man, and then "pounced” on her knees in front of the wind, “benefactor, I really don't know how to repay you, both of us will always appreciate you. ”

It is so… kneeling again.

This Lady Ma, kneeling to ask him to take over the task, completed the task and knelt again to thank him.

Wait... she said, "I'll never forget...” No? Is there nothing else? Is this the reward for this mission? The wind felt dizzy for a while.

Looking at a poor, washed-up cabin, the wind became more and more likely.

Knocking on the door for half an hour, then conniving into the task, then inadvertently leaving 10,000 people out of their souls, and not dying, encountering the Dark Dragon, getting the task object from her hand, and finally dying back to the beginner village to hand over the task... Is this difficult inhumane to counter-insurgency task a prank?

The wind could not help but find the flying sky system and smash it.