Urban Elf: My system has automatic path finding

Mo Zixiu's figure among the clouds of the sea stepped in front of Hundred Battles, and also looked at Hundred Battles with his head held high, and chuckled.

"So arrogant? Coincidentally, the old lady does not have the patience to touch you. Tell you, all souls, in front of me Mo Zixi, it is the dragon that has to be coiled for the old lady, and the tiger has to lie down for the old lady. From the moment you agreed that my spiritual power entered your sea of knowledge, your little life has already been grasped by me, you know? "

Huh?"

A hundred battles are incredible, as if hearing the great fallacy of the desolate world!

"Little girl, with the spiritual power of a spirit warrior of yours, do you still want to bully me?" Bai Zhanlong raised his teeth and said fiercely, "If I hadn't taken a fancy to your qualifications and wanted to take you as a slave, believe it or not, I would have swallowed you in one bite now!"

"Hehe, but a weak organ soul like an ant, I'm so afraid." Mo Han said disdainfully.

Organ creation, which can reach the level of "autonomous control", is already a mastery of organ art in the pre-war era.

That is the need to use special mechanism techniques to create special organ bodies, so that the organ body can give birth to the soul, so that the soul can control the organ body autonomously.

It is like taking the body of an earthworm to cultivate, when the cultivated body grows into a new individual, a new soul will also be born to control this new individual.

The self-controlled mechanics were top-notch even in the pre-war era. The kind of organ secret code that creates enough to give birth to souls is always in the hands of a few organ masters.

However, the strength of the body is different, and the strength of the soul born is also different.

Like the body of a grasshopper, the soul of a grasshopper is born; The body of cats and dogs gives birth to the souls of cats and dogs; The human body gives birth to the human soul.

And once an organ master creates a more sophisticated organ body, then this organ body is born as a god-level soul that can upgrade itself.

In this way, the "taboo" level of divine manipulation has been reached.

However, a hundred battles, hidden in the Mad Sand Sect for thousands of years, the strength has not improved at all, which shows that it is definitely not a god-controlled organ creation. And as long as it cannot transform itself, then its lifelong strength will be limited.

Therefore, how could Mo Zixi, who had the resources of a great emperor, be able to look at an organ soul whose strength was imprisoned for life?

"Little girl, you are very arrogant. It seems that you still don't know how terrifying my hundred battles really are! The golden-armored boy was annoyed, and then raised his hand and pressed his finger on Mo Zixi's eyebrows.

Suddenly, the Daoist memories of the golden-armored boy were like a movie, and scenes were projected in Mo Han's mind...

Thirteen hundred years ago, the famous organ saint master of the Tian Yuan Continent, Bai Xiaoxing, created a weapon that can be changed with a new and original technique, named - Hundred Battles.

However, he soon discovered that this weapon was a failed work.

Because the "hundred battles" can be ever-changing, the structure of the mechanism is very precise, and decades of revision and modification have made it difficult for Bai Xiaoxing himself to understand the exquisite structure in the hundred battles. Fortunately, in the end, Bai Xiaoxing still successfully created this mechanical weapon.

It's just that the complex organs in the hundred battles, Bai Xiaoxing feels that many of them are redundant, which makes the saint-level powerful organ creations that were originally prepared to be created now have plummeted in power, and only the sect-level power has plummeted. Moreover, the internal structure of the organ is loose and the solidity is insufficient, and the grade can only be listed as the top grade of Xuan.

Bai Xiaoxing is obviously dissatisfied, but if he wants to modify and remove the redundant parts of the organ, he can't do it. The exquisite organs inside the hundred battles moved the whole body, and even he couldn't understand it for a long time. If it weren't for his own misguided operations, he wouldn't have believed that this artifact could succeed.

However, the next day, Bai Xiaoxing died.

When everyone found out, they found that he had died under a sword, suspected of suicide. And above the sword is its name - Hundred Battles.

Bai Xiaoxing did not know until his death that the original organ creation that he had painstakingly worked on was actually a careless continuation of the organ achievements of the pre-war civilization and achieved a self-controlled organ epee.

And this heavy sword does not obey the orders of its master.

Sword of a hundred battles! Thick and heavy, hand-held, Xuan-level top grade.

It is obviously a mechanical creation, but it has no mechanical use, as if it is an ordinary two-handed sword.

People don't understand why the last organ creation of the famous mainland organ master Bai Xiaoxing is such a low-quality two-handed sword that has no sense of mechanism at all? And also kill yourself with it? However, this sword is fierce, but it leaves an impression on people.

However, a hundred battles are useful, only waiting for those who are destined to develop! Coupled with the name of Bai Xiaoxing, it was still auctioned at a high price.

With the passage of time, the masters of a hundred battles have changed batch after batch, but all the masters have died tragically under the sword.

This sword becomes a demon, and if it is obtained, it will die!

In the Tian Yuan Continent, no one dared to use this sword again.

Until 360 years later.

Russell, the spirit king, obtained this magic sword, boldly escaped his spiritual power into the sword, and finally found out. Then he said to the teenager beside him.

"The magic sword has a spirit! It was originally a prefecture-level quality, enough to deliver a blow of the power of the Sage. However, Bai Xiaoxing's production failed, causing this sword grade to plummet, and it was reduced to a Xuan-level top grade, and it could only exert a blow of sect-level power. The Demon Sword was unwilling, and wanted a saint-level qualification master to grow up with him, and when he became a saint, he would enjoy the saint-level scenery together. When

the young man heard this, he grasped the hilt of his sword and raised it in his hand.

"I, Xiao Yi, will eventually become an emperor, so why should I stop being a saint? Will you surrender to me? Unexpectedly

, the body of the Demon Sword spun and flicked away Xiao Yi's hand.

Russell laughed loudly: "Xiao Yixian's nephew is not a sergeant-level cultivator, and the test is a red inferior qualification, where did the emperor posture come from?" If you want to subdue the magic sword, you can't use deception.

Russell took the demon sword and said, "With my qualifications, I am afraid that it will be difficult to surpass the king level in this life." But although I'm not the person you're looking for, you might as well come with me.

Russell's eyes were full of pride: "I will go to the Northern Desert, open a sect, and recruit disciples." I believe that one day, you will find the person you are waiting for among my sect disciples. The

magic sword buzzed.

"Unwilling?" Russell smiled, "Don't be so arrogant? Do you know that the world is afraid of you now, otherwise how could you fall into the hands of a spirit king of mine? If you don't listen to me, you won't want to find your master for the rest of your life." "

The demon sword finally stopped humming.

"That's right." Russell smiled and said, "When you find the master, it will be the day when my sect dominates a county." Ay? Xiao Yixian nephew, you are also homeless now, why don't you follow me to the Northern Desert and open a sect?

Xiao Yi stared at Baizhan and finally nodded.

In another flash, it is a thousand years.

At this moment, Mo Han came back to his senses, and there was still a golden-armored boy and a thick stratus cloud in front of him, but he had a sense of vicissitudes in his heart.

Mo Han slowed down and pinched his chin.

Russell is the founder of the Mad Sand Sect.

As for Xiao Yi, I haven't heard of it.

It's just that Xiao Yi in Fang Cai's picture is obviously a completely unfamiliar face, but his body shape, words and deeds... How is it so familiar?

Yes! His outfit is too much like Xiao Yeyu!