Weapons are strictly hierarchical.

The lowest level is the mortal level, the ordinary sword.

Then there are the Yellow Level, the Xuan Level, the Earth Level, the Heaven Level, the God Level, and the Immortal Level! Each level is divided into four grades: lower, middle, upper, and extreme.

A demiartifact, also known as a sub-artifact.

Above the heaven-level superlative, second only to the god-level!

Xu Fan took a deep breath to calm his excitement.

Although he has infinite wealth, he does not have the authority to open heaven-level weapons at this moment, let alone demigod-level.

"Butler, how am I going to take it?"

"The hosts. Demigod-level weapons have begun to have autonomous consciousness, dripping blood, if it is recognized, it will be recognized, and if it is not recognized, it will be useless. ”

Below the god level, the weapon has no autonomous consciousness, and it needs to have the corresponding true element to be able to control it.

For example, the general Broad Sea Realm can control the Xuan level, but it is difficult to control the ground level, otherwise the true yuan will be drained in an instant.

The Open Heaven Realm can't control the Heaven Level, and the Broken Realm has a hard time controlling the Heaven Level.

But the god level is different, any Qi Refining Realm can be used, as long as it recognizes the master.

God-level, autonomous consciousness, also known as machine spirit!

For weapons above the demigod level, there are two ways to subdue them.

First, the blood, it decides for itself whether to choose the Lord or not!

Second, let the machine spirit be recognized with strong strength!

In a word, you can choose one of soft and hard.

Xu Fan was immediately unambiguous, biting his finger and squeezing out a drop of blood, which dropped on the demiartifact.

"Don't, this won't work, my master said that no one can take it in, and those who want to subdue it are dead!"

The fat man looked at Xu Fan with great fear, he kept retreating, his legs were weak, and the majesty of the black demigod scythe directly intimidated people's souls.

The blood is absorbed by the sickle and is gone in an instant.

Xu Fan took a look, hey, he didn't feel it.

Suddenly, there was a more violent suction force from the sickle, which directly acted on the blood, making his blood want to burst out of his body.

"it, vampire!"

Xu Fan scolded secretly, trying his best to control his blood, but there was no mess.

"Master, use the flame of destruction!"

Immediately, a black flame burned on Xu Fan's hand, and the flame was instantly covered with a demigod, as if he was frightened by something, and the suction power suddenly disappeared.

"This demi-artifact scythe is of the yin attribute, the flame of annihilation is just to the yang, it is its nemesis, master, you use the flame of annihilation to subdue it!"

Needless to say, the firepower in Xu Fan's hand is even greater, the demigod weapon is not a real artifact, and his consciousness is still very vague, like a child, so it is also the easiest to subdue.

"Don't eat the soft ones, but eat the hard ones!"

The black scythe is about to turn red, and the machine spirit inside is also resisting, stubbornly resisting.

The fat man lost his voice and said, "How is it possible, you actually have a spiritual fire?" No, this is not an ordinary spiritual fire, this is the king of spiritual fire!"

He felt like he had seen a monster.

Such a powerful flame would be subdued by such a young man, what kind of person is he.

It didn't take long for the machine spirit to surrender, and Xu Fan harvested the first demigod artifact.

Holding the demi-artifact, he felt the monstrous power in it, and a satisfied smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"In the future, I'll call you the Death Scythe!"

The machine spirit agreed by default, but at this time, its consciousness was still very vague, and it felt like it was prostrated by Xu Fan.

Xu Fan held the death scythe, feeling that he had the power of life and death.

Ahem.

It's a little swollen again.

The scythe gently cut through the air, extremely sharp, Xu Fan was very satisfied, now even if someone is wearing the best defensive armor of the ground level, he can cut it with one knife!

With such a bullish scythe, the thief saint actually didn't accept it, otherwise he might be able to compete with the sect master of the Tianyuan Divine Sect, and at least he should be able to escape.

What Xu Fan didn't know was that the thief also wanted to subdue the scythe, but when he dripped blood, the scythe not only did not recognize the master, but instead devoured him, causing him to be seriously injured.

He didn't have the ultimate flame like the Flame of Annihilation, so he couldn't take the scythe, and he had a demigod weapon that he couldn't use.

I couldn't accept it myself, and this scythe was a bit evil, so I put a "hoodoo" hat on it.

"Did you really accept it?"

The fat man knelt there, it was like a five-body throw, and the hoodoo was actually subdued? He felt that he was dreaming, even if the master was stealing the saint, he had suffered a loss in this!

"Alright. I'm not going to kill you. I don't want these rings, I want this scythe. ”

The so-called wealth, he expressed disdain.

The fat man was stupid, he thought that Xu Fan would not leave anything for himself, but he didn't expect people to look down on him.

This hit him too much, the things he regarded as treasures, others actually looked down on them, and he wanted to beg Xu Fan to accept these things.

However, the aching heart made him hold back.

As for the scythe of the evil sect, it was subdued by him anyway, so give it to him, it's useless to keep it for yourself, and you are always on guard.

The fat man picked up the ring, "Yes." ”

Then he turned and walked away, never wanting to see the devil again.

"Hey, fatty, where are you going?"

"Dig up someone else's ancestral grave!"

"Can you stop digging other people's ancestral graves?"

"Don't dig other people's ancestral graves, you raise me?"

Xu Fan still swallowed the sentence "I raised you" fiercely!

If it's a young lady, it's okay for him to say this.

But this dead fat man didn't give him the courage to speak.

The fat man suddenly turned around, "Hey, are you really letting me go?"

Xu Fan was a little confused, "Otherwise, you don't want to leave?"

"No, I mean, aren't you afraid that I will dig up your ancestral grave?"

"Poof!" Xu Fan smiled, "If you can dig it, I'll take your surname!"

Just kidding, Lao Tzu's ancestral grave is on the earth, if you can dig it, I'm afraid you are an earthling!

"Really?"

"Don't lie to you, let's make a bet, you can dig up my ancestral grave, and I will have your surname in the future, and I will retreat when I see you. If you can't dig up my ancestral grave, then when you see me in the future, you'll have to call your father!

"Haha. What is there to dare not, there is no ancestral grave that the Holy Descendants cannot find, and there is no ancestral grave that the Holy Descendants cannot dig! Half a year! I will take half a year!"

"Good!"

"There will be a date later!"

"you paralysis!"

......

Seeing the high-spirited fat man with black lines on his face leaving, Xu Fan suddenly felt that he had suffered a loss!

A slap on the thigh!

Oh, my God.

miscalculated, it is impossible for him to dig up Lao Tzu's ancestral grave, that Lao Tzu is his father, and he will be called father when he meets him in the future!

I am so handsome, how can I have such an ugly and round son......

I don't know if people think that they have married an ugly daughter-in-law, and their innocence......

Xu Fan rolled on the ground in annoyance......