In front of him, Huo Changliu's cold voice came, and he sneered at this moment: "I have long activated the power of the sword tomb and summoned many magical weapons to come here. Even if it is the power of the world stone, I'm afraid it can't hold on."

While speaking, the Futu sword in the air continued to rush forward, and suddenly it seemed like a demon god raised up and revealed that his blood-colored eyes looked forward, tearing everything apart.

Bang!

There was no too much speech. In just a moment, the phantoms of the divine weapons were directly torn apart. Except for the two phantoms of the earth god weapons, the Dragon Slaying Sword and the God Killing Spear, the phantoms of the other divine weapons were torn apart and disappeared without a trace.

With this process, in front of Xiao Han, the cracks on the world stone became clearer, and a little light dissipated, dissipating in the entire sword tomb.

“It’s time to end.”

The smoke and dust filled the front, and a figure like a demon god took a step forward, and raised the crimson sword in his hand and slashed directly towards Xiao Han and the others.

This time, the phantom of the divine weapon that had originally covered all directions and protected Xiao Han and the others tightly had disappeared, and nothing could stop Huo Changliu's figure again.

"Is it going to end?"

Feeling the terrifying majesty that came towards oneself, and the terrifying majesty that originated from the Futu sword, which seemed to rush straight into the soul, Xiao Han felt relieved, and this thought flashed through this moment.

There is no hope anymore.
Chapter completed!