Chapter 64: No one dares to deny what I, the Immortal Sword Pavilion, likes!
The ancient mirror slowly fell in front of Qin Hao, emitting a faint light.
Qin Hao stared at this ancient mirror, filled with wonder.
Ancient secret treasure? Xutian ancient mirror?
Qin Hao did not dare to delay at all, and immediately called up the system interface, concentrating on checking the relevant information of the Qi Xutian Ancient Mirror.
In the system interface, the part about the reason for the damage of Xutian Ancient Mirror is completely blank, and the unknown words are particularly eye-catching, making people confused.
The functions of the Xutian Ancient Mirror are clearly listed, and there are three types in total.
The first function is to create illusions, which also explains the various strange scenes Qin Hao has encountered before. The realistic and dangerous illusions are enough to make people trapped in them and unable to extricate themselves.
The second function is to consume spiritual energy to change the illusion, which means that the user can adjust and change the content and direction of the illusion by consuming spiritual energy according to their own needs and ideas, so that it is more in line with their own purposes.
The third effect is the most astonishing, that is, it can unleash the full power of the Xutian Ancient Mirror and unleash a powerful blow.
However, the price of this blow was that the ancient mirror was completely shattered and disappeared.
This is undoubtedly a desperate choice that should not be used lightly unless absolutely necessary.
Qin Hao looked at this information, frowned, and fell into deep thinking. Although this Xutian Ancient Mirror was powerful, it could not be used much because of its damaged state.
Should I leave it to the Chaos Stone?
Qin Hao couldn't help but think of that cynical broken stone.
Since the other party ruined the law enforcement elder's medicine garden last time, this guy has not been back for a long time in order to avoid the limelight.
But according to the nature of Chaos Stone, it would be inappropriate to hand this Xutian Ancient Mirror to the other party.
Qin Hao shook his head. It seemed that this ancient mirror should remain on his body for the time being.
Thinking about it, he injected spiritual power into the Xutian Ancient Mirror to relieve the space he was in.
The next moment, Qin Hao's eyes lit up, and what he saw was a desolate land.
Looking around, the vast desert is endless, as if there is no end.
The blazing sunshine scorched the earth mercilessly, and the billowing heat waves were like invisible fire dragons, raging across the surface.
The rising heat distorted the vision, and the whole world seemed to become illusory under the high temperature.
Countless broken blades of remnant soldiers were stuck in the yellow sand, reflecting dim light under the sunlight.
Some of the remnant soldiers were rusty, while others still had dried blood stains. They stood quietly in the yellow sand, as if they were telling the story of the tragic battles in the past.
Every scratch and every damage makes people imagine the thrilling life-and-death battles that once took place here.
At this moment, Qin Hao suddenly felt the Nether Demon Sword tremble. The tremor was not a slight tremor, but a strong and urgent tremor.
It was as if the magic sword had a consciousness of its own and couldn't wait to break free.
Qin Hao was shocked. He could clearly feel this unusual movement.
He immediately pulled out the magic sword without hesitation and held it tightly in his hand. The magic sword trembled slightly, and the tip of the sword pointed firmly in the southeast direction. The force seemed to be pulling Qin Hao to that unknown place.
Qin Hao didn't hesitate at all. His eyes were full of curiosity and he decided to rush towards the southeast.
This was the first time he experienced such a change in the magic sword.
What exactly attracts the Nether Demon Sword?
However, before Qin Hao had gone far, he suddenly felt a sharp breath coming towards his face. This breath was like a cold winter wind, instantly penetrating his body and sending chills down his spine.
Immediately afterwards, a flying sword whizzed over like lightning, so fast that it was almost impossible to see its trajectory clearly.
The flying sword went straight to Qin Hao's throat, with determination to kill him. Qin Hao reacted quickly, and the combat experience accumulated from countless fights allowed him to respond in an instant.
He instantly waved his sword to resist, and the Nether Demon Sword in his hand collided hard with the flying sword.
There was a loud "clang" sound, like thunder exploding, sparks flying, instantly lighting up the dim space around.
The powerful impact made Qin Hao's arms numb.
"Oh?" A confused voice sounded, breaking the brief silence.
Immediately afterwards, a group of people came with fairy swords and fluttering white clothes, like immortals descending to earth.
"Who are you? Why did you attack me?" Qin Hao said in a deep voice.
"I am the chief disciple of the Immortal Sword Pavilion, Shan Hai." The leader of the swordsman in white said with his hands raised.
He was wearing a white robe that fluttered in the wind. He had an exquisite fairy sword on his waist, the hilt was inlaid with gems, and the scabbard was engraved with mysterious runes.
The whole person exuded a condescending aura. Although his words seemed to be very respectful to Qin Hao, in fact the other party did not even look at Qin Hao.
"Did you just want to kill me?"
Qin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was full of strong murderous intent. His eyes were like sharp swords, piercing the mountains and seas.
Shan Hai shook his head and said politely: "My friend, I saw that the sword in your hand was extraordinary, and I accidentally took action on impulse. I hope you can forgive me."
"For this reason, I, the Immortal Sword Pavilion, are willing to make a deal with you sincerely and compensate you."
"As long as you are willing to give this sword to us, the conditions are up to you. Whether it is a secret book of skills or a panacea, as long as you ask for it, we can satisfy it."
Qin Hao looked at him coldly and replied without hesitation: "I have no intention of trading this sword."
Shan Hai's face darkened, and a young disciple beside him couldn't hold himself back and shouted loudly: "Boy, don't be so shameless! There is nothing I can't get from the Immortal Sword Pavilion!"
After the words fell, before Qin Hao could respond, the young disciple couldn't wait to take action.
Shan Hai stood aside, just looking at Qin Hao with a sneer, and had no intention of stopping his own people.
The young disciple's body flashed, and the fairy sword in his hand turned into a cold light and pierced Qin Hao's chest.
Qin Hao snorted coldly, waved the Nether Demon Sword in his hand, and a black sword energy burst out instantly.
The young disciple had no time to react before he was killed by this sword, and his body fell straight into the yellow sand.
"Chen Qi!"
When Shan Hai saw this scene, he was shocked and angry, and said in a deep voice: "You bastard! How dare you kill my disciple of Xianjian Pavilion!"
Qin Hao sneered when he heard this, "Is there any reason in this world that you, the Immortal Sword Pavilion, can kill people, but others cannot?"
"You are seeking death!"
Shan Hai was furious. He dressed in white clothes and moved without wind, making a hunting sound, and pointed the long sword in his hand directly at Qin Hao.
Everyone in the Immortal Sword Pavilion drew their swords one after another, and anger spread among them.
"Kill him!"
Shan Hai gave an order, and a group of Immortal Sword Pavilion disciples immediately charged forward with their swords.
(End of chapter)