When Qin Feng walked out of Wanbao Pavilion, the other disciples also came out.
After choosing the magic weapon, let Elder Wanbao check it again to avoid any problems.
Once there was a disciple who chose a weapon that was extremely evil.
It didn't take long for this disciple to be infiltrated by evil spirits, and finally went into a devastation and killed himself.
For the sake of safety, Elder Wanbao must carefully check.
"Now start to check the magic weapons, one by one, Lu Fan, you come first."
Elder Wanbao looked at Lu Fandao.
The other disciples also focused their eyes on Lu Fan, wondering what kind of magic weapon he chose
"Yes!"
Lu Fan nodded, rubbing his palm on his waist, and the silver ring flashed.
Huh—
The next moment, amidst the red light, a pair of flaming gloves appeared in front of everyone.
On top of this glove, densely packed with scales, invincible and domineering.
"Huolin gloves? Not bad, not bad."
Elder Wanbao nodded immediately.
Fire Lin glove, a high-grade treasure of the profound stage, refined from the scales of the fire unicorn. It contains the fire of the holy beast and is powerful.
Moreover, in this boxing glove, it also comes with a "Sky Strike Fist", which is also a high-grade martial skill of the mysterious rank.
This method of boxing practiced to the peak, with a punch, piercing the void.
"Senior Brother Lu is lucky."
Qin Feng smiled lightly.
The other disciples also showed envy on their faces.
The magic weapon that Lu Fan chose came with a martial skill, an advantage that no one else had.
"The disciple cultivates boxing techniques. This Huo Lin glove is predestined to me, so the disciple chose it."
Lu Fan explained.
"Well, yes. This magic weapon is awe-inspiring and powerful. I hope you will make good use of it in the future."
Elder Wanbao smiled, his eyes swept to the next disciple.
"I chose a machete..."
The disciple brought out the magic weapon.
It was a purple scimitar, with a strong breath, like a scorching sun shining in all directions, making people unable to open their eyes.
"Zhanri Jindao? It's also a good treasure."
Elder Wanbao touched his beard and did not comment too much.
Obviously, compared to the Huolin glove, this scimitar was a lot faint, and the look of Elder Wanbao was not too excited.
"Next, Li Xingyao."
Although Li Xingyao lost to Qin Feng, he was also the runner-up of the Outer Sect Tournament after all, and he was naturally attracting attention.
"The disciple chose a long sword."
Li Xingyao took out the long sword and showed it in front of everyone.
This sword, thick and generous, belongs to the power type, giving people a feeling of full momentum and invincibility.
"The Emperor Sword?"
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Elder Wanbao was slightly startled.
"This sword is too powerful and has a weird temper. A slight deviation will easily lead you to get lost. You must be careful when using this sword in the future, and you must not become a prisoner of the sword.
Elder Wanbao exhorted.
"Disciples, remember."
Li Xingyao bowed and bowed, but his heart was full of joy.
Looking at Elder Wanbao's reaction, this sword must be extremely powerful, perhaps even stronger than the Fire Lin glove.
Li Xingyao only cares about the powerful magic weapon, as for other words, he can't listen to it at all.
"Qin Feng, the shame you gave me at the Outer Sect, finally has a chance to retaliate against you."
Li Xingyao sneered in his heart holding the Emperor Sword tightly.
With this sword, he has the capital to turn around, and coupled with the blood sacrifice acknowledgment of the Lord, he can fully exert the power of the Emperor's sword.
At this point, it was completely different from Rashomon.
Although Rashomon is more powerful, it is Yang Shaotian's magic weapon after all. Li Xingyao just borrowed it, and naturally he couldn't do it with ease.
The Emperor Sword has been sacrificed in blood by him, and the human treasure is one, and its power is naturally much stronger.
"Next person."
…
As time went by, Qin Feng would soon be left alone.
Although the people in front had good magic weapons, they were not as good as Lu Fan's Fire Lin gloves and Li Xingyao's Emperor Sword.
Therefore, everyone is also looking forward to it, what kind of magic weapon Qin Feng chose
Huh—
Qin Feng didn't linger, grabbed it with a big hand, and a dark spear flashed out in the void.
"Roar… "
At the same time, the voice of the dragon chant came from all directions.
Everyone's eyes changed, and they all stared at the long spear in Qin Feng's hand.
"this is?"
Elder Wanbao frowned, as if he couldn't tell the fame at a glance.
"This... Is it the Dragon Burial Spear?"
After a while, he finally realized it.
"Yes, this is indeed the Dragon Burial Spear. The disciple practices spear skills. This Dragon Burial Spear is just what I want."
Qin Feng nodded and smiled lightly.
"As far as I know, the Dragon Burial Gun is not my patriarchal treasure, but a martial ancestor who discovered it in the sea when he traveled the sea."
Elder Wanbao pondered.
"The magic weapon of the sea?"
Everyone was also surprised.
The Jiuxing Continent is mainly divided into five major plates: Eastern Desolation, Western Desolation, Southern Xinjiang, Mobei, and Central Plains.
The Eastern Wilderness and the Central Plains have fertile land and abundant resources, and are occupied by human monks.
The Western Wilderness is remote and inaccessible. It is the world of spirit beasts.
There is an ancient "Witch Clan" in southern Xinjiang, a place isolated from the world, and few people go there.
As for Mobei, it is a land of ice and snow. According to legend, there are a group of mysterious "astrologers" who can get insight into the world without leaving home.
These five major plates are all floating above the sea, and the total area is less than one-tenth of the sea.
The vastness and mystery of the seas and the myriad of adventures often attract countless monks in swarms.
But at the same time, the sea is extremely dangerous. Many people have never returned. It is not easy to be able to bring back a magic weapon in the sea.
"It is said that this dragon-burial spear is the magic weapon of the'long-slaying clan' in the sea. It is surprising that you will not be subdued by you.
Elder Wanbao was also a little shocked.
Back then, when the Dragon Burial Spear had just been brought back to the martial art, countless people wanted this treasure.
Unfortunately, none of those people succeeded.
But today, it has become Qin Feng's bag, which also puzzled Elder Wanbao.
"Maybe it's fate."
Qin Feng said with a smile.
No explanation is the best explanation.
"Little guy, you are lucky. This dragon burial gun is not as simple as it seems on the surface. I hope you will keep it safe in the future."
In Elder Wanbao's eyes, there was a hint of envy.
Perceiving this detail, Li Xingyao, who was still triumphant before, suddenly looked gray and evil in his heart.
He originally thought that after having the Emperor Sword, he would have a chance to seek revenge from Qin Feng.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng's Dragon Burial Spear was stronger and more mysterious than the Emperor Sword in his hand.
Li Xingyao wanted revenge, and it seemed that he could only wait until his next life.
"Qin Feng, don't get too proud of you too early, I won't admit defeat like this. I can't teach you, someone will teach you. You can wait and see."
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