Feeling Song Qingruo's eyes and looking at her weak appearance, Xiao Han felt a little unbearable and subconsciously wanted to turn around.

So he looked forward, looked at the center of the magic circle, and stared nervously.

As expected, there was where the smoke and dust had dissipated, and Huo Changliu's figure appeared and still existed intact.

He was standing above the altar at the moment, his face was also pale, and he looked breathless, looking a little weak.

However, in his hand, a crimson sword attracted a lot of attention.

Above the long sword, a little bit of crimson blood dripped, looking like the blood of gods and demons, with a strange magic power that was breathtaking.

On the Futu Sword, a terrifying and suffocating aura continued to spread out, rippling around, affecting everything here, and even distorting the surrounding energy tides, forcibly opening up a brand new sword domain.

Just a glance, you can feel the power and majesty of this Buddha sword.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Han's strange emotions quickly disappeared, replaced by a strong sense of fear and solemnity.

He knew in his heart that the danger was far from being resolved at this moment.

With the power of the Buddha Sword, if it is solved, even if he comes here, he will only add another body.

“It’s really dangerous”

A cold sound came ahead.

Huo Changliu held the Futu sword in his hand and slowly raised his head, his cold eyes tightly resting on Xiao Han: "It's just a little bit."

"It's just a little bit short, I'm going to die under your hands."

"Xiao Han, you are really presumptuous!"

Every word of words fell, with a biting chill in it, and the murderous intent seemed to run through the nine heavens, which was trembling.

Before this, no matter how he faced the situation, Huo Changliu looked kind and always maintained his demeanor without any rudeness.

However, at this moment, even he could no longer maintain his own peace. A strong murderous intent arose in his heart, as if he was about to penetrate the nine heavens and slaughter away everything he saw in front of him.

He raised his head and looked forward, holding the Futu sword in his hand high and headed forward.

Bang!

The extraordinary majesty spread. In Huo Changliu's hands, the crimson Buddha sword shone brightly, and its power was displayed, illuminating the earth everywhere.

In front of him, the attack condensed from the world stone was extremely terrifying, but at this moment, he could not move at all under the majesty of the Buddha Sword and directly stopped.

The terrifying aura scattered out and spread all over the world.

Boom!

The huge power is displayed, and the laws of heaven and earth are manifested. You can even see a demon standing, roaring towards the world and suppressing the world.

Bang!

The surrounding tides of energy began to dissipate, and the power condensed from the world stone could not stop the power of the Futu sword and was directly scattered by it.

This scene suddenly changed Xiao Han's face.

"How is that possible!"

He looked at the power of the sword tomb that was scattered around him, and felt the power of the Buddha sword coming from it, and felt a little disbelief.

Is the power of the Earth God's weapons so powerful?

According to common sense, even if the earthly magic weapons are extremely powerful, they should not exert such terrifying power without being driven by anyone.

Huo Changliu in front of him was only spiritual transformation. Why could he drive the Futu sword to this point?

This shouldn't be.

At this moment, various thoughts flashed through Xiao Han's heart, and he was a little unbelievable.

In the distance, Chen Heng shook his head, but he understood the reason.

As a spiritual monk, Huo Changliu was indeed unable to fully exert the power of the Futu Sword, so there was room for nothing.

But in the same way, Xiao Han himself is just a spirit transformation.

Huo Changliu was unable to fully exert the power of the Futu Sword. Could it be that Xiao Han could truly mobilize the power of the sword tomb?

No, he can't do either.

Xiao Han's power is too weak, and it is impossible to activate the power of the sword tomb gathered from the World Stone to the extreme.

Although the power gathered from the World Stone is powerful, it is too dispersed to condense into a little, so it is easily defeated by the power of the Buddha Sword.

This is one of the reasons.

As for the second reason, it is Huo Changliu himself.

Maybe Xiao Han couldn't see it, but Chen Heng could see it very clearly.

Huo Changliu himself is probably not the essence, but just an incarnation.

Perhaps his cultivation level at this moment is the same as Xiao Han, and he is at the peak of spiritual transformation, but this is mostly deliberately suppressed by him in order to enter the sword tomb.

As for its real power, it is mostly far more than just spiritual transformation, but has reached a higher level.

This makes the situation very clear.

Even if your cultivation is at the same level, it is impossible to use the same power.

In controlling the power of the divine weapon, Huo Changliu is much stronger than Xiao Han.

The situation has come to this point and is already very obvious.

Whether it is strength or his own strength, Xiao Han is at an absolute disadvantage.

The world stone in his hand still has power, and can once again condense powerful power, but the power of the sword tomb is also not infinite.

Xiao Han's own power is also limited. Even if he activates the World Stone again, the offensive he launched may become weaker and weaker.

On the other hand, Huo Changliu's side, as the adjustment with the Futu Sword became smoother, the strength it could exert became stronger and stronger.

The gap between the two seems to be very obvious at this moment.

However, Chen Heng still did not move.

He was observing the destiny of Xiao Han, and it could be seen that the destiny of him was still stable and there was no turbulent trend.

This shows that Xiao Han still has some trump cards on his body and will not die here just like that.

This made Chen Heng curious.

When Xiao Han reaches the current situation, what else can he do to distort the current situation?

He was curious and continued to observe.

Scratch

A crisp sound came out.

On the altar, a sword domain spread out from Huo Changliu's body in front, and then quickly spread, covering the range of square digits.

While expanding, this sword domain also enveloped Xiao Han and the others, dispersing the power of the sword tomb from the outside world and isolating all influences.

“Sad”

Feeling the expansion of the sword domain, Huo Changliu's slightly pale face returned to his mind, and at this moment he returned to calm again. He looked at Xiao Han in front of him, and a sneer appeared on his face: "It seems that your trump card has not killed me."

"If you only have such a little ability, then lie down here and prepare to die."

"It's not worth your visit to this world if you can die under the Sword of the Buddha."

His eyes were staring at Xiao Han, and his words were filled with a strong murderous aura.

For Huo Changliu, Xiao Han in front of him was definitely a disaster.

They spent hundreds of years on their layout in order to completely activate the Futu Sword and condense it again.

But now, the ceremony was only halfway through, and I had to stop.

This is equivalent to wasting half of the preparation in advance and not being able to do the best in one go.

Although this is not irreparable, it will inevitably take a lot of time and material resources to achieve the previous results.

And this can be accomplished today.

Just thinking about this, Huo Changliu couldn't help but have murderous intentions, and couldn't help but want to kill Xiao Han directly and remove him from all over the place.

Fortunately, although the ceremony was only halfway through, the Futu sword was finally condensed and it was not wasted.

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be in danger today.

Not only can the condensation of the Futu sword be impossible to complete, but even this clone is left here.

All kinds of thoughts passed by, Huo Changliu's face turned cold and he slowly moved forward.

At this moment, he had already made a decision in his mind that he would definitely kill Xiao Han, even if he was a corpse, and would not let it go into the magic circle in front of him and turn it into firewood for the Futu sword.

Only in this way can he relieve the hatred in his heart.

However, looking at the way he saw, things did not develop as he imagined.

Looking ahead at Huo Changliu who was walking towards him step by step, both Xiao Han and Song Qingruo were under tremendous pressure.
To be continued...