These greedy strong men showed panic when they felt the pressure of the golden dragon. However, they realized that they could not fight against this golden dragon, and when they tried to escape, it was already too late.
The golden dragon roared and suddenly transformed into countless small golden dragons, entangling the strong men who wanted to escape and constantly devouring their power. In less than a moment, these strong men fell one after another and turned into mummies!
"This... this is too scary! Fortunately, we were not involved, otherwise we don't know how we died!" Salen's eyes widened and he watched in disbelief as these saint-level powerful men were killed like ants.
, my heart trembled violently.
"Well, it's too scary! Fortunately, we have formed an alliance with Shanghun, otherwise it would be a nightmare to offend such an enemy!" Luo Lie said seriously, glancing at Salem secretly, and looked at him
His face turned pale, probably because he was frightened.
After all, this guy offended Han Wu not long ago. If the other party really pursues the case, the Warhammer Mercenary Group will probably be like this!
Han Wu looked at the power of the Sword of Ascalon and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Such a weapon had just become a skill. Although it was a divine weapon, for Han Wu, it was just a skill.
After all, the weapons she had used in the past were top-notch immortal weapons in the world of cultivation, and their power was definitely not comparable to that of such an artifact. If measured by her past standards, this so-called artifact was equivalent to a top-grade spiritual weapon.
Weighing the Sword of Ascalon, feeling the feeling of intertwining between the weapon and the soul that he had not experienced in a long time, Han Wu missed his first immortal weapon - Ling Yu Zhenwu, which Hu Yan Qingshu personally made.
The fairy weapon you refine by yourself can change its shape at will, suitable for any battle.
Unfortunately, her strength has not been restored yet, and she cannot remember her past cultivation methods and weapon refining methods, only some fragmented memories.
"Hey, I wonder when the power of the Phoenix Soul will be awakened? Only when the Dragon Soul and Phoenix Soul wake up and restore their own memories, can they open their own law space!" Han Wu sighed.
Putting away the Sword of Ascalon, Han Wu fell in front of Rocks and said sincerely: "Uncle Rocks, thank you very much for your help."
"No thanks, no thanks, if I can create a magical weapon with my own hands, I will die with no regrets!" Rocks quickly shook his head and said stupidly.
"By the way, your blacksmith shop is gone!"
"Really?" Rocks was still immersed in the joy of creating the artifact. He subconsciously glanced at the ruined blacksmith shop, chuckled, and then froze.
Han Wu was helpless. There was a lot of noise when he was building a sacred weapon before, let alone a divine weapon. It seemed that Rocks was too excited and forgot about this, even his own persuasion.
"Uncle Rocks, now that your blacksmith shop is gone, why not join the Soul of War!"
"Shanghun?" Rocks looked at Han Wu blankly, and then his eyes lit up. "Is it the powerful Shanghun mercenary group?"
"That's right."
"Um...but I'm just a blacksmith, what's the point of joining the Soul of War?"
Han Wu smiled slightly and said calmly: "Yes! It still has a great effect!"
Rocks didn't know why, but he still chose to join the Soul Soul Mercenary Group. However, when he saw the design blueprint handed to him by Han Wu, he was stunned. These greedy strong men felt that the Golden Dragon
They all looked horrified under the pressure. However, they realized that they could not fight against this golden dragon, and when they tried to escape, it was already too late.
The golden dragon roared and suddenly transformed into countless small golden dragons, entangling the strong men who wanted to escape and constantly devouring their power. In less than a moment, these strong men fell one after another and turned into mummies!
"This... this is too scary! Fortunately, we were not involved, otherwise we don't know how we died!" Salen's eyes widened and he watched in disbelief as these saint-level powerful men were killed like ants.
, my heart trembled violently.
"Well, it's too scary! Fortunately, we have formed an alliance with Shanghun, otherwise it would be a nightmare to offend such an enemy!" Luo Lie said seriously, glancing at Salem secretly, and looked at him
His face turned pale, probably because he was frightened.
After all, this guy offended Han Wu not long ago. If the other party really pursues the case, the Warhammer Mercenary Group will probably be like this!
Han Wu looked at the power of the Sword of Ascalon and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Such a weapon had just become a skill. Although it was a divine weapon, for Han Wu, it was just a skill.
After all, the weapons she had used in the past were top-notch immortal weapons in the world of cultivation, and their power was definitely not comparable to that of such an artifact. If measured by her past standards, this so-called artifact was equivalent to a top-grade spiritual weapon.
Weighing the Sword of Ascalon, feeling the feeling of intertwining between the weapon and the soul that he had not experienced in a long time, Han Wu missed his first immortal weapon - Ling Yu Zhenwu, which Hu Yan Qingshu personally made.
The fairy weapon you refine by yourself can change its shape at will, suitable for any battle.
Unfortunately, her strength has not been restored yet, and she cannot remember her past cultivation methods and weapon refining methods, only some fragmented memories.
"Hey, I wonder when the power of the Phoenix Soul will be awakened? Only when the Dragon Soul and Phoenix Soul wake up and restore their own memories, can they open their own law space!" Han Wu sighed.
Putting away the Sword of Ascalon, Han Wu fell in front of Rocks and said sincerely: "Uncle Rocks, thank you very much for your help."
"No thanks, no thanks, if I can create a magical weapon with my own hands, I will die with no regrets!" Rocks quickly shook his head and said stupidly.
"By the way, your blacksmith shop is gone!"
"Really?" Rocks was still immersed in the joy of creating the artifact. He subconsciously glanced at the ruined blacksmith shop, chuckled, and then froze.
Han Wu was helpless. There was a lot of noise when he was building a sacred weapon before, let alone a divine weapon. It seemed that Rocks was too excited and forgot about this, even his own persuasion.
"Uncle Rocks, now that your blacksmith shop is gone, why not join the Soul of War!"
"Shanghun?" Rocks looked at Han Wu blankly, and then his eyes lit up. "Is it the powerful Shanghun mercenary group?"
"That's right."
"Um...but I'm just a blacksmith, what's the point of joining the Soul of War?"
Han Wu smiled slightly and said calmly: "Yes! It still has a great effect!"
Rocks didn't know why, but he still chose to join the Soul Soul Mercenary Group. However, when he saw the blueprint Han Wu handed him, he was stunned.