Martial Inverse

Chapter 1189 is the magic weapon.

The holy soldier that is rare in the world, even the holy soldier that can make thousands of strong men snatch the head, in the mouth of the master casting master Haotian, it seems... not worth mentioning.

It can be seen that his goal has long been placed on the level of imperial soldiers. For him, casting holy soldiers is already within reach.

"Teacher, in this world, are imperial soldiers the ultimate weapons?"

After hesitating for a while, Feng Hao still asked the questions that had always existed in his heart.

"certainly."

Haotian nodded almost without hesitation, and a scorching heat flashed in his calm eyes.

Imperial soldiers, the ultimate goal of every casting master.

"But... the god soldier."

Thinking of the scene where the God-devouring Sword was squeezed away by the Heaven-Swallowing Dragon Seal, Feng Hao pursed his lips and asked.

"God soldier."

Haotian turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

That gaze made Feng Hao a little unnatural, and said embarrassingly, "I just asked casually..."

"Oh."

Haotian withdrew his gaze, did not doubt him, and explained to him in detail, "Emperor soldiers are definitely the ultimate weapons that can be forged in the world... And divine weapons, this is no longer the scope of manpower..."

He threw the Chixia Marrow Gold in his hand, and then said again, "Just like this piece of Chixia Marrow Gold, the divine weapon is derived from the natural avenue between heaven and earth, and it is beyond the reach of human... Divine weapons are actually just nonsense. Most of them are just holy soldiers. In fact, even the weapons in the hands of many great emperors and even gods in the ancient times, only a few people have reached the real ultimate emperor soldiers. In the Hongmeng Realm, only those so-called extraordinary forces possess the real imperial soldiers, and the others are just holy soldiers with Emperor Yun, commonly known as fake imperial soldiers."

While speaking, his tone was arrogant, and his eyes were full of yearning.

His casting skills have almost reached the pinnacle, but he has no emperor rhyme, so he can't cast a real imperial soldier. It's a pity, so he wants to cast a great weapon, which is now the so-called Known as the first soldier under the imperial army, the ultimate holy soldier.

Weapons of this level, as long as they are tempered with imperial rhythm,

It can evolve into a real imperial soldier.

Therefore, he is proud, and his casting skills, even some great emperors who have entered the emperor's realm, cannot be compared.

Therefore, in this Shengtian Academy, even the three Palace Masters treat him politely and courteously.

After all, to a certain extent, Haotian, his achievements are already on an equal footing with those at the Palace Master level.

"Then my Feng Family's Divine Devouring Sword is also just a fake imperial soldier."

Even if there was suspicion in his heart, Feng Hao still couldn't accept it, but at the same time, he also knew in his heart why the extraordinary forces could sit firmly on the peak and not fall.

In their hands, they have the real ultimate imperial soldiers in their hands.

And the records in the ancient books are too general. As long as it is in the hands of the emperor, it will naturally become an imperial soldier. As long as it is a weapon used by a god, it will become a divine weapon, and even... even if it is a holy weapon, In ancient books, it will also be passed down as a divine artifact-level existence.

These, Haotian, as the master of casting, has gone to many forces to confirm it, but he was greatly disappointed. The so-called imperial soldiers used by many emperors can be called rough casting. The materials were kneaded, not only because they contained imperial rhythm, so they were extremely powerful, even if they were fake imperial soldiers, as long as the emperor rhythm within them was stimulated, they would be much stronger than ordinary holy soldiers.

"good."

Haotian nodded, and then said, "Sacred soldiers, too illusory, maybe, only those held in the hands of the three major gods can be regarded as magical weapons..."

What he said is not very sure. After all, even if it is an ordinary weapon, in the hands of the Lord, it can still release unparalleled power.

"Oh."

Hearing this, Feng Hao's heart thumped, and his heart was hot.

The Swallowing Dragon Seal looks like a stone plate. When it is not activated by its own blood, it is no different from a stone. It has no spiritual energy. The lines on it are also formed naturally, which can not help but make him deeper I doubt, this swallowing dragon seal... is it a magic weapon?

However, no matter what, the weapons in the hands of the Divine Master will not be simple.

He is full of infinite expectations for the swallowing dragon seal. You must know that the last time the punishment, if the swallowing dragon seal blocked the last blow for him, he was afraid that nothing would be left.

"Teacher, what kind of characteristics does the magic weapon have?"

After hesitating for a while, Feng Hao couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart and asked.

This is not because he wants to prove what the Dragon Seal of Swallowing Heaven is, but because he is afraid of missing the real magic weapon.

"This……"

Haotian glanced at him, seeing his curious face, and then said, "About the magic weapon, in fact, I just learned a little about some materials in the academy. According to rumors, when the magic weapon was derived, The power is only equivalent to the level of the psychic ordinary soldiers, but the magic weapon has the ability to evolve and can grow infinitely...even, it can surpass the extreme..."

"Can evolve..."

It was as if Feng Hao's head had been hit by a heavy hammer. He didn't listen to a word of what Haotian said behind him, and his thoughts stayed on the possibility of evolution.

It can evolve, isn't this the characteristic of the swallowing dragon seal?

There was only one thought in his mind at this time...

My God, I have a real magic weapon.

"What’s wrong with you."

Seeing his soulless appearance, Haotian narrowed his eyes slightly, and blurted out, "Could it be... have you ever seen a weapon that can evolve."

He was also a little rushed, even fiery.

"I……"

Feng Hao was startled and woke up. Seeing his expression, he was in a dilemma.

"Giggle...Little brother, why did you come here? It's so naughty. Don't you know that this will disturb people's iron work?"

A coquettish voice suddenly came over, breaking the embarrassment, and then, a pale green figure descended like a phantom, appearing beside the deep pool by the waterfall.

"Teacher Liu."

"tutor."

Two surprised voices sounded, Feng Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and Haotian's face was not very good-looking, constantly changing.

If anyone in this Shengtian Academy dared to be rude to his casting master, it was definitely the woman in front of him.

Willow residual smoke.

Her own dignified casting master turned out to be a blacksmith in her mouth.

He wanted to care about and refute, but, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head away and ignored her.

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