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Chapter six hundred and nineteenth drawing the sword

The smell of blood was flying all over the sky, spreading here.

Huo Changliu turned around and saw the huge tide of vitality rushing towards him. He was washing the magic array here at this moment. Judging from his posture, he seemed to be trying to break the magic array away.

The scene in front of me was shocking.

The sword tomb is a small world of secret realm left by Tiangu Sword Master. Although the power in it is not too powerful, it is definitely not weak.

As for the size of the small world, even if it only mobilizes less than one percent of its power, it is enough to suppress everything.

At least at the level before the transformation of infants, there is no chance of survival under such an impact.

Thinking of this, Huo Changliu's face couldn't help but turn ashen.

"Xiao Han, you deserve to die!"

He spoke coldly, and his face, which had always been smiling, was now covered in frost and looked cold.

At this moment, the murderous intent in his heart was extremely strong and almost burst out, terrifying the world.

The next moment, he turned around and looked at the long sword hanging on the side.

After this period of operation, the phantom of the Futu Sword has changed at this moment, and it looks a little more solid, no longer as before, as if it was completely illusory.

Around the surroundings, including Song Qingruo, nine origins are still constantly integrating into the Futu Sword. It seems that it is not the end yet.

"Only half of it"

Standing there, Huo Changliu observed the appearance of the Futu sword, looked at the runes in it, and various thoughts flashed through his mind.

The Buddha Sword seemed to be completely revived. Even if the origins of these nine physiques in front of me were completely integrated into it, it might not be enough.

Not to mention that it is only half of it at this moment.

However, if you just use it, it will be enough.

After so long of absorbing, the sword body of the Futu Sword has condensed again, which is enough to use.

As soon as he thought of this, Huo Changliu looked at the outside world.

The huge force is still rushing here.

The power of the Futu Sword spreads, forming a powerful sword domain, blocking the external power continuously.

However, despite this, the power from the sword tomb is too powerful. Even the sword domain cannot be completely blocked, so it can only barely block it.

After a long time, you will eventually collapse.

If you want to break the deadlock, you can only use absolute power to break the cohesion power of the sword tomb.

Thinking of this, Huo Changliu had already made up his mind.

Boom!

A crisp sound of shattering sounded from all around, and the edge of the magic circle had been broken, making a crisp sound.

And under the sound, Huo Changliu stretched out his hand and held one hand on the Futu Sword.

Bang!

It seemed as if the sound of gold and iron intertwined, and it was like countless creatures falling, and bloody scenes of lodging on the ground appeared, and strange scenes were displayed at this moment.

It seemed as if the ancient power began to revive, and a door opened, showing its terrifying power to the world at this moment.

Under the sight of Xiao Han in the distance, the long sword in Huo Changliu's hand was slowly pulled out, revealing its true sharpness.

"not good!"

Looking at this scene, Xiao Han's heart tightened, and then without hesitation, he used his palms hard to activate the world stone in his hand as much as possible, condensed a powerful force and rushed forward.

At the same time, he took advantage of the gap that was temporarily unable to be restored, and rushed directly toward the front and quickly walked towards the position where Song Qingruo was.

Bang!

A terrifying sound broke out.

Here, the energy from afar is still surging, almost like a natural disaster, and it is extremely terrifying.

The space around was squeezed, and pieces were flowing, rushing towards the long-standing area, as if the stars were shining in the world, extremely eye-catching.

In the distance, Chen Heng was silently observing this scene, and he couldn't help but be surprised at this moment.

"The power of the attack from the power of the small world is particularly good."

Standing there, he looked into the distance, feeling the changes in the entire sword tomb at this moment, and this thought flashed through his mind.

When the world stone in Xiao Han's hand was used passively, Chen Heng could feel the vibration of the entire sword tomb.

When the world stone is activated and the power in it is activated, it directly implicates the entire sword tomb, driving the power of the entire sword tomb into an offensive and rushes forward directly.

This offensive is simply terrifying.

Even if an individual's power is strong, how can it be compared with a world?

Even if this world is not a big world outside, it is just an ordinary secret world.

According to Chen Heng's understanding, it is almost impossible for existence below the Fifth Ring to survive with such an offensive, and it is impossible to continue to exist under such an offensive.

Only when your strength reaches the level of the fifth ring can you save yourself under the impact of the sword tomb and not suffer much damage.

The five rings correspond to the transformation of the gods in this world.

Huo Changliu and others obviously do not have the power to transform the gods in this world.

Then, their next ending will be very mysterious.

Thinking of this, Chen Heng's eyes showed expectation.

"Let me see it"

He looked at the scene in the distance and murmured to himself: "How powerful is the so-called earth god weapon in this world?"

The next moment, as Chen Heng expected, a terrifying aura appeared in front of him, and was now emerging.

In the center of the magic circle, a strange scene appeared faintly.

A war god was swept across the sky, suppressing all directions, spreading blood all over his body, sweeping across Hengyu, like an undefeated demon god, suppressing this place.

The Buddha gave birth to everything!

As Chen Heng looked at him, the huge shadow of the God of War was holding the sky with one hand and roaring at the void. The essence of that power had surpassed the Five Rings and reached a higher level.

roar!!

It seemed like the sound of a demon god coming from ancient times, and a terrifying aura was spreading.

In nothingness, a long sword that was full of red, as if it was dripping blood was shining brightly. A rich majesty emerged on it, as if it represented the heaven and earth and the gods, with infinite brilliance, sacred and majestic.

This area was originally chaotic and boundless, and was infected by the breath of world stone and fell into a state of disorder.

But with the appearance of the long sword, the place returned to normal again, and it seemed like it had returned to calm, suppressed by it, unable to cause any storm.

Time passes slowly.

Only when the chaos here was completely over was completely over, Chen Heng could see clearly what was going on.

"Senior Sister Song, Senior Sister Song!"

Xiao Han hugged Song Qingruo, looked at her pale face anxiously, and spoke loudly, with concern on his face: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine"
Chapter completed!
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