Chapter 739: The Sword Transformed by the Sun
Put the bow and arrow in the storage bag, Chen Han turned around and hurriedly ran.
This bow and arrow is indeed a high-grade immortal weapon, but it is definitely not so easy to hold.
At this point, from the separation orbit of one of the seventeen suns in the sky, slowly flying towards his side, you can know that the bald crane in front of him seems to have something to do with the sun.
"When did this weapon magic weapon still have a relationship with each other." Looking at the round of fiery red sun in the sky that was getting closer and closer to him, Chen Han was a little panicked.
"Chen Han."
Jian Wu's voice suddenly came, different from the previous blandness, this time a little surprised and delighted.
"The body of this great sun is a sword, you can try to take it down."
"Hehe......" smiled, Chen Han selectively ignored this guy who didn't have back pain when he stood and talked.
"Don't worry, the military world has the rules of the military world, it may be much stronger than you, but even so, he won't really kill you, that thing's personality is peaceful, and it won't easily harm people's lives if it's not provoked." Jian Wuregret then explained
"Huh? Isn't it said that every time you enter the military world, it is different from before, when you first came in, didn't you see this round of the big day? Chen Han was a little surprised.
"......" Jian Wuregret was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Do you think the deity is talking about this round of fire attribute superb sword weapon?" ”
"Isn't it?" Chen Han was confused.
"Forget it, you let him beat you half to death, but as long as there is physical contact, it will enter that stage, whether you can take this good sword weapon depends on your own ability."
After that, no matter how Chen Han asked, this guy didn't open his mouth.
Looking at the sun that was getting closer and closer, Chen Han swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he really didn't run away again, his gaze changed from casual to solemn and serious. Then his body moved, and he headed towards the sky, and he took the initiative to rush towards the sun.
Compared to the previous core outside the Earth, this round of luminous spheres that are about the same as the sun may be a notch lower in temperature, but the other side is not a dead planet, but a bird that moves all the time.
A large mouthful of flames suddenly erupted from the sphere, drenching towards Chen Han.
It was like taking a bath in the magma, it was sour, Chen Han didn't react for a while, and was almost suffocated and fainted by the blazing heat and the pain that burned almost his entire body.
But fortunately, the white robe that Liuli began to give him at the beginning was extremely good, not only did the attack of the feather arrow of the golden one-legged crane not break through, but the flame also isolated it, but it was always made of snow-white spider silk, and for the first time, some traces of being burned and blackened appeared.
After Chen Han got closer, this golden bird realized that he originally thought it was the three-legged golden crow in myths and legends, but most of them guessed correctly, only the question of the feet was wrong, not the three-legged golden crow, but the same as the golden one-legged crane, the one-legged golden crow.
Not to mention how to get involved, it turns out that the main reason for the problem is here.
At this time, Chen Han actually had the leisure to think about some messy things.
The huge flame storm made him come back to his senses in the next moment, the mana and aura in his body surged, and he did his best to cling to that shirt, if it weren't for this body protection treasure that was comparable to a top-grade immortal weapon, I am afraid that Chen Han would not even be able to resist the flame of this golden crow.
Where is there still a chance to break through to such a point.
When his feet stepped on the golden black wings, Chen Han's breath was so weak that it could be called the first time. He already felt that his whole body was roasted, like the roast chicken on the wooden stick fire, the skin was shriveled on the outside, the blood had been steamed dry, and even some oil could be seen in the cracks of the skin.
When mortals reach this level, it is no longer a question of whether they die or not, but whether they can eat or not, but after all, Chen Han is not a mortal, but a monk who has reached the level of the Infinite Realm.
The pain of the flesh and the lack of aura in the body were nothing, mainly because the heat tortured Chen Han's own spirit.
He used the last of his will to control his body, and his naked, but already black charcoal-like palm, haunted the golden wings.
With the impact of the same fluctuation, Chen Han fainted directly.
Feeling the movement of the outside world, the sword in Chen Han's soul sea sighed without regrets, a little relieved, and a little helpless.
"I said, can't do it, everyone has their own path to go, he doesn't agree with your sword, why do you have to be strong?" Nine Nightmare took the sword and looked at it carefully, but the words were said to Jian Wuregret.
"He has something that others don't have, he is a little guy who has the ability to go to the top with the deity, and the deity just doesn't want to watch such a good seedling go the wrong way and be wasted in vain."
Nine Nightmare was silent, although he felt that this guy was just a simple conceit and his own kendo was the correct kendancing, and it proved that what Chen Xiaozi was vaguely pursuing in front of him was just a detour that would never end.
This guy's stubbornness in this regard is far beyond his imagination.
The character of the Nine Nightmare is on the loose side, and it is none of his business, and he will never really take it to heart.
The sword has no regrets, he is always moving towards a higher path, and he wants the world to recognize himself, especially in the sword cultivation that he is most proud of. He was entitled to be conceited, he was indeed the most gifted creature the Nine had ever seen up to the Fourth Age when he was gone.
......
This is a golden world, with flames and flames in the sky, accompanied by infinite sword energy.
Those extremely hot and burning sword qi passed past Chen Han one by one, as if they would never stop.
"This time, it seems to be different from before, it seems to be the spiritual test of that superb immortal-level flying sword."
Although it was only experienced three times, the first time was the willow leaf flying knife that couldn't even reach the immortal weapon, the second time was the tree spear of the medium-grade immortal weapon, and the third time was the high-grade golden bow and arrow transformed by the golden one-legged crane.
It contains various stages, so that Chen Han has a certain experience of this spiritual trial.
But this time, it seems that he has directly forcibly pulled himself into a fantasy world.
It's the first time.
The previous few times, it was simply a spiritual will to carry that kind of special spiritual attack, it can be regarded as passing, it is not easy to say, but it is not difficult to say that it is not so difficult, at least for Chen Han.
But now, there is no clear goal for how to pass the level, which makes him a little difficult for a while, not only that, but as time goes by, the high temperature that is not going on all the time and the high temperature sword qi that flies around also become more and more frequent.
(End of chapter)