Chapter 167: Soul Snatcher
"Don't rejoice too soon. ”
However, it seemed that he saw Leng Han's thoughts, and the purple-robed old man said: "Where there are advantages, there are disadvantages, although the power of the ancients can strengthen the power of your sword soul innate supernatural power, but if you don't urge it once, it will cause great damage to your body." ”
"So it's best not to do it unless you have to. ”
The words of the purple-robed old man were like a bucket of cold water poured on Leng Han's head, making him wake up from the surprise in an instant.
"I came to you this time mainly to invite you to join the Mage Guild, and your status will be higher than before. As soon as the words changed, the purple-robed old man suddenly said.
Hearing this, Leng Han was surprised: "Haven't I already joined the Mage Guild now?"
The purple-robed old man shook his head and said, "All the spirit mages who enter the Ancient City of Ten Thousand Swords will die for a lifetime, and there are not many who can come out alive, so in a sense, you are not counted." ”
"So what's going to be?"
"Come out of it alive. ”
The purple-robed old man said, "Only when you come out of it alive can you be considered a member of the Mage Guild." ”
Leng Han said: "It's not simple, since you don't want me to die, then you give me the blood condensation fruit, and I don't have to go in." ”
"You're thinking beautifully. ”
The purple-robed old man glanced at him and said, "Let's not say that I don't have it, even if I have it, I can't give it to you, this time to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Ancient City is a requirement from above, the purpose is to capture the blood demon beasts inside." ”
"The Blood Demon Beast was transformed into blood after the death of the Ancient Sword Cultivator, and now that you fuse the blood of the Ancient Sword Cultivator, when you get close to it, it will react, so no one can go, you have to go. ”
Hearing this, Leng Han smiled bitterly: "After talking for a long time, I still have to go to the Ancient City of Ten Thousand Swords." ”
The purple-robed old man said: "Of course you want to go, but now that you have fused the blood of the ancient sword cultivator, the Mage Guild will pay special attention to you, in order to ensure that you can come out smoothly, I will give you a life-saving means." ”
Speaking of this, the purple-robed old man touched the Qiankun bag on his waist, and suddenly an egg-sized crystal ball appeared in his hand.
"The ancient city of ten thousand swords is very old, and the reason why the people who go in are dead is mainly because there are too many unknown creatures in it, and there are killing machines everywhere, and I have all my strength in it, and it depends on you whether you can come out smoothly. ”
Handing the crystal ball to Leng Han's hand, the purple-robed old man said solemnly.
Looking at the crystal ball in his hand, Leng Han suddenly felt a dangerous aura emanating from above.
This kind of feeling, the cold and cold can only be experienced in the body of the master Shangguan Yun.
It's just that judging from the aura emanating from this crystal ball, the mage cultivation of the purple-robed old man in front of him seems to be even higher than Shangguan Yun.
"Thank you, seniors. ”
No matter what the other party's purpose is, as long as the other party is helping him, Leng Han feels that it is worth thanking.
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me yet, I asked you to join the Mage Guild......"
"The seniors have done this, what else can the juniors say, as long as the juniors can come out of the Ten Thousand Swords Ancient City alive, everything is subject to the dispatch of the Mage Guild. ”
"Good. ”
The purple-robed old man showed a smile on his face, touched the Qiankun bag on his waist again, and suddenly a black robe and a book appeared in his hand.
"You take this black robe, from this moment on, you are the elder of the eighth branch of the Great Jin Kingdom of my Mage Guild, as for the rules of the Mage Guild, it is recorded in this book. ”
Reaching out to take these two things, a smile appeared on Leng Han's face.
The overall strength of the Mage Guild is comparable to that of the Nine Kingdoms, and once he wears this black robe, even if he sees him in the Sword King Realm in the future, he will bow his head.
Next, Leng Han chatted casually with the purple-robed old man, and after asking some questions about the Mage Guild, he left the stone hall.
Out of the stone hall, Leng Han turned around and walked directly towards another stone hall, where is the place to select soul skills.
"Brother Leng, why are you here now?"
Before approaching the stone hall, a young man who was waiting in front of the stone hall with his hair hanging down from the center of his eyebrows, covering half of his face, walked quickly towards Leng Han, it was Pang Xuan.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that he was actually waiting for him, he asked coldly and curiously.
Pang Xuan said: "Zhuge Ming still seems to have murderous intent towards you, you have to be careful!"
"I don't care about him yet. With a cold smile, Leng Han walked towards the stone hall.
Before this, he was not afraid of Zhuge Ming, but now that he is fused with the blood of the ancient sword cultivator, he is even more afraid, if the other party dares to have any bad thoughts, he doesn't mind sending the other party to the Yellow Spring.
In the wide hall, two rows of wooden shelves stand against the wall, and on the wooden shelves, there are quaint books.
At this moment, in the main hall, there are dozens of people shuttling back and forth, although they are shuttling, their eyes are fixed on the wooden frame, and from time to time, they will pick up a book and look through it.
"I didn't expect there to be so many soul skills. ”
When he entered the main hall and saw this scene, Leng Han suddenly showed a look of surprise.
Soul skills are incomparably precious in low-level countries, and even the cultivation of Shizun Shangguan Yun has not been learned.
But here, soul skills are placed here at will, like spirit skills.
I'm afraid this kind of background can only be possessed by the Mage Guild, such a behemoth!
"Leave it alone, let's start picking too. ”
Pang Xuan was also from a low-level country, so when he saw that everyone was already starting to choose, he couldn't help it, and walked directly to look at it.
Seeing this, Leng Han also entered the selection army.
Soul skill is a skill that relies on soul power to condense, it can be said to be ever-changing, and as you keep looking at it, soon there will be a soul skill that attracts Leng Han's attention.
"Soul Snatcher. ”
Most of the soul skills here are almost as powerful, only this Soul Snatcher is a little different, because it is not like other skills, there is only one stage, it has three cultivation stages.
Kill 100 souls in the early stage, kill 1000 souls in the middle stage, and kill 10,000 souls in the later stage.
The power of the three stages is different, and the Hundred Soul Kill, according to the above records, can threaten the people in the late stage of the Heavenly Sword Realm.
And the Thousand Souls Kill can threaten the people of the Sword King Realm, as for the Ten Thousand Souls Kill, due to the high difficulty of cultivation, there is no record on it.
But despite this, Leng Han is already satisfied.
Everyone can only choose one soul skill, and when Leng Han chooses it, Pang Xuan also chooses it.
He chose a skill called the Soul Chasing Nail, and the attack method was somewhat similar to the cold Soul Snatcher.
The only difference is that he only has one cultivation stage, unlike Leng Hanxuan's instinctive upgrade.
"Soul snatching is one of the most difficult soul skills to learn, and it is usually only practiced by elders, but since you can fuse the blood of that ancient sword cultivator, it means that your talent is not weak, and it doesn't hurt to learn. ”
Soul skills can only be copied and cannot be taken away, when Leng Han copied, a black-robed old man smiled at him.
Hearing this, Leng Han just smiled slightly, this old man he had seen was one of the top ten black-robed old men today.
"Hmph, it's just a little bit of luck. ”
However, before the black-robed old man's words fell, a disdainful cold snort suddenly came, and with the voice, he saw Zhuge Ming standing not far away, looking at the two of them with disdain. (To be continued.) )