Fio smiled and didn't speak, and Prus pouted: "It's going to take a long time to become a magician!"

Devouring Dragon immediately said: "That's it, I have reached this level of eating, sleeping and sleeping, I really don't understand how he has to be busy for so long." ”

That's right, the devouring dragon rubbed a lot of good things, and it didn't need to be cultivated, and it was already able to release first-level magic last month, and according to the classification of humans, it also belonged to magicians.

He Jian had just become a magician, and he was in a good mood, so he didn't care about them, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and as soon as his hand was raised, an ice arrow shot at the devouring dragon.

Even if the dragon devouring body pierced the heart, it didn't have a big impact on it, and it was accidentally shot on the heel, and immediately scolded, and the wind blade, ice arrows, and small fireballs beckoned to He Jian's body one by one.

As a divine beast, the devouring dragon is also a whole system!

Fortunately, He Jian is no longer Wuxia Ameng, this kind of attack can no longer hit him, and there is a slight mistake under his feet, and all kinds of magic fall into the void.

The Dharma God coughed, stopped the attack of the Dragon Devourer, turned to He Jian and said, "What you did just now was wrong. ”

He Jian was also a little embarrassed, he was too excited just now, and he didn't think much about launching an ice arrow, he asked, "Shouldn't you shoot at your companion?"

The Fashen was silent for a moment and said, "No, I mean that the timing and method of your attack are not right. ”

The dragon who was a little moved just now really wanted to biubiu the god of law!

The Dharma God then said, "What did you just stretch out your hand? Whether you stretch out your hand or not, the ice arrow can be launched, do you stretch out your finger to aim?"

He Jian thought for a while, when casting magic, he needed to communicate with the magic of the outside world, and then build a magic framework, and when the construction was completed, the magic was completed, and it could be launched, and there was indeed no need to use hands.

It's just that people are used to it, and when they do arithmetic, they will unconsciously pinch their fingers, as if they are pinching their fingers.

"If you stretch out your hand, others will naturally know what you're going to do, so why are you reaching out?" continued.

He Jian slapped his thigh, "That's right!"

"Whoosh" an ice arrow at the devouring dragon.

"Your uncle!" the dragon scolded.

"In other words, can I slash people and cast magic at the same time?" He Jian's eyes lit up.

"Well, I haven't tried it, you can try it later. "The Dharma God suddenly felt as if he had created some sin.

Facing He Jian, who was eager to try, Fio said: "Since you have broken through to the magician, it is only a matter of time before the Dou Qi breaks through, in fact, when your various magic power is full, it is also possible for the Dou Qi to break through first, but it doesn't matter, do you want to choose a suitable weapon?"

"Is there anything special?" He Jian asked.

"Weapons that can support the operation of the fighting spirit, naturally you can't use ordinary products, but you don't have to worry, I don't have ordinary products here, you can take a look at it, the size, type, weight, length, etc. of the weapon, you must always choose the one that suits you, and you are a magician, you should also take it into consideration, you have to choose a hammer, and it is not very suitable to rush into the enemy formation in a day. ”

He Jian naturally hoped that he would not fight and kill, and that he would cultivate to the highest level safely, and then he could return to the earth.

He felt that going to the battlefield was not in line with his temperament, let alone fighting face-to-face with the enemy, but when it came to this matter, he had to be entangled with a few people, and he had to force himself to save the continent when he turned around.

Follow Fio into the Golden Temple, and go directly to the second floor, next to the "library", where countless divine weapons are stored.

As soon as He Jian came in, he was dazzled, and all kinds of blades were placed in rows according to the style, with the sword being the most, the knife being the second, the spear, the bow and arrow were a lot, and there were some strange shapes that could not be used and were also placed on a shelf.

Many weapons are also inlaid with one or two magic crystals, according to Fio, they are magic weapons, and the weapons themselves have certain attributes, and some can also release stored magic.

He Jian has spent most of the past two years practicing swords with Fio, so he naturally walked to the sword weapon rack first, and there were all kinds of swords with handles, almost making him have no choice, and each one was a divine weapon.

He Jian picked one at random, the sword body was covered with runes, two magic crystals were inlaid in the gauntlet, and the hilt of the sword was engraved with an ancient word: Ben Lei.

The two magic crystals are one is the air system, the other is the water system, and the whole sword is full of antiquity, but all the weapons here are full of antiquity, after all, they are all things from 5,000 years ago, under the care of the magic array, not only stronger than at the beginning, but also influenced by the magic power of 5,000 years.

"Good eyesight!" said Fio, laughing and clapping.

"What's wrong? Is there anything special about this sword?" He Jian was puzzled.

"The white-clothed Shengxue ran to the thunder sword, slashing all the demons in the world alone! This is the sword of the sword saint Dewen. Dewen has been chivalrous all his life, and he has always been a loner, and he has killed countless thieves. According to rumors, once a merchant group was surrounded by a group of thieves, and when they were cornered, a young man in the caravan shouted in despair, "Dewen is here!"

He Jian was leisurely and asked, "Then what?"

"Then the alien invasion was made, and someone proposed to invite Dewen to come, but he was always alone, and no one knew his whereabouts, and at that time there was no one to go out to find someone. ”

"Then how did his sword end up here?"

"When the war was at its most intense, someone saw this sword on the battlefield, and Dewen, who was dressed in white and snowy, was stained with blood, and there was hardly a complete part of his body, but he still couldn't fall down, and he died with a sword. Fio sighed.

"With his strength, he could have stayed in a relatively safe place with the Fashen or other masters, but he was used to being alone, and at that time, there were many people like him on the battlefield, coming silently and dying silently. Not even a name remained. ”

He Jian sighed and was silent for a long time. The moment of life and death is the most visible nature.

He silently put down his sword, feeling in his heart that he was not worthy of it.

Moving on, a door-shaped sword caught his attention, most of the swords were long or short, wide or narrow, there were still traces to follow, and they could not be separated from the essence of the sword, but this sword was different, this sword was as powerful as a shield with a handle.

He Jian lifted it up curiously, his hand was extremely heavy, his strength had been trained for three years, and taking a big tonic was like eating jelly beans.

It's just that the fighting spirit can't be injected into weapons because of the exercises, but the strength is definitely much greater than that of ordinary martial arts practitioners.

For the foreseeable future, if others treat him as a magician, he will definitely suffer a big loss.

But with his strength, it turned out to be quite laborious to lift this sword.

"Good eyesight!" said Fior.

He Jian felt familiar, he seemed to have just heard this, how could he have good eyesight?