"Feel sorry"

Standing there, Xiao Han felt the terrifying aura coming from the front, looked at Song Qingruo in his arms, and showed a wry smile on his face: "I have no choice."

When things came to this point, all his trump cards had been exhausted. Facing the fierce and powerful Futu Sword in front of him, there was no way.

In fact, it is already amazing that he can achieve this step in front of him.

After all, this is not ordinary, but a real earth god weapon, which exerts most of its power in Huo Changliu's hands.

To be honest, even if a real god-transforming monk stood in front of Huo Changliu at this moment, he had no choice but to face Huo Changliu holding a Futu sword, and would easily be killed by him.

It is extremely good that Xiao Han can do this all the way.

In Xiao Han's arms, Song Qingruo did not speak, but just used a little force on his arm and hugged Xiao Han silently.

Her face was still pale and looked bloodless, but she rarely smiled at this moment.

Facing Xiao Hanyou's regretful vision, she didn't say much, but just shook her head slightly and expressed her attitude in silent language.

In the past, Song Qingruozong used the coldest attitude to show people, and rarely had this moment in front of him.

Feeling Song Qingruo's feelings, Xiao Han was also a little surprised, but he quickly accepted it and chuckled softly.

There was no too much hesitation. At the moment of life and death, all past concerns and hesitation were abandoned.

He hugged Song Qingruo, his eyes slowly closed, ready to meet the last moment.

In the air, feeling the terrifying power of the Futu Sword, the World Stone made a wailing cry, and then fell directly, blocking Xiao Han and Song Qingruo.

But, it can't be stopped after all.

If there is no accident, even the world stone will only delay for a few more seconds.

However, in the moment before us, that's enough.

Inside the sword tomb, at the moment before him, the fluctuations of vitality suddenly changed, and began to calm down from the original extreme chaos.

In the distance, it seems that something breaks out and manifests itself in the world.

The power of the Buddha Sword slowly stopped.

"What's going on?"

On the spot, Huo Changliu felt the changes in the Futu sword in his hand and couldn't help but frown.

In his hands, the blood-colored Futu sword was trembling, as if it had sensed something. The sword spirit in it was quickly awakening, and his instinctive feeling was terrified.

This solemn and right feeling has never happened even when the two Earth God weapons appeared before.

"What's going to be born?"

Following the induction of the Futu sword, Huo Changliu looked in the direction in the distance.

From his vision, it was a dazzling brilliance.

In the air, an ancient sword fell from the sky and finally arrived at this moment.

It was an ancient sword covered with rust, looking like an ordinary ordinary soldier, and it looked very ordinary.

In this sword tomb, there are almost all ordinary soldiers of this level everywhere, and there is nothing to cherish.

If it were ordinary, they wouldn't have taken a look even if they were in front of them.

But now it's obviously different.

Looking at the suddenly manifested ancient sword in front of him, Huo Changliu's eyes were solemn, and he felt a terrifying force reviving.

"Is it you?"

The familiar energy came again.

In front of him, Xiao Han slowly opened his eyes, looked at the ancient sword that appeared in front of him again, blocking him, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and became relieved again.

Although the appearance has become different, the aura is still generally clear.

Xiao Han could see at a glance that the rusty ancient sword in front of him was the ancient sword he had found when he entered the sword tomb.

At that time, it was this ancient sword that changed his destiny and allowed him to move from an ordinary little monk to his current level step by step.

And now, five years have passed in a flash.

He is no longer the young monk he used to be.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, then stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed the ancient sword in front of him.

With his movements, the ancient sword in front of him began to transform.

Little bits of rust began to fall, and the dark golden glass sword body appeared. There were textures formed by runes on it, as if condensed from heaven and earth, with a huge mysterious feeling.

Before his true appearance has been revealed, just his appearance can make people feel an unparalleled domineering and terror, just like a king among soldiers, dominating the world.

At this level, everyone can see that this must be a supreme divine weapon and will not be inferior to any earth divine weapon.

However, in front of you, the ancient sword changed very slowly, and it seemed that it could not show all its sharpness.

This made Xiao Han frown and made Huo Changliu on the opposite side laugh.

"A magic weapon broke through the seal and the body came, which is a good opportunity."

Standing there, he looked at Xiao Han in front of him and couldn't help but laugh at him: "It's a pity that although the magical weapon is good, it also requires a sufficiently qualified soldier master to control it."

"Following the situation in front of you, Junior Brother Xiao, you are not worthy."

Listening to Huo Changliu's sarcastic words, Xiao Han felt aroused, but he was not angry.

He was originally a young monk with a humble background, his parents were just ordinary mortals, and he had long been accustomed to the sarcasm of others.

Although Huo Changliu's ridicule was embarrassing, it would not make him very angry, but it was just ordinary.

Standing there, he was about to say something, but suddenly felt something.

A delicate hand stretched out and silently added it to his hand, holding the ancient sword in front of him with him.

That's Song Qingruo.

In Xiao Han's arms, her appearance was still weak. At this moment, listening to Huo Changliu's words ahead, she didn't say anything, but just stretched out a hand silently, with encouragement in her eyes.

Bang!

A crisp sound spread and came out.

In front of him, after Song Qingruo also took action, the ancient sword changed rapidly, and all the rust on it shed, as if it was a new dawn, emitting a terrifying glory.

The dust dissipates and the first sun rises!

At this moment, the earth, which was originally constantly shaking due to the confrontation of divine weapons, began to stop cracking, the violent energy everywhere gradually recovered, and the broken space began to heal.

This does not mean that the majesty of the three earth god weapons such as the Futu Sword disappeared, but that a stronger and more terrifying force appeared, forcibly suppressing the earth's Feng Shui and Fire, suppressing the sky and the universe, making everything in all directions silent and completely restored.

The breath of the most godly and holy is revealed.

Above the ancient sword, a pure divine power spread out and spread everywhere. At this moment, it exploded, almost instantly covering the entire sword tomb.

Invisibly, two stars rose in the air, one emitting endless sunshine, and the other like a black hole, devouring all light.

Light and darkness intertwined at this moment, as if the cycle of reincarnation in the world.

The mystery of the law is manifested here, as if we are going to return to the place where heaven and earth are opened and when all things are in the beginning.

The entire sword tomb trembled for it, and the power of the law was spreading and brewing.

Invisibly, a vast divine power came out from the ancient sword and slowly blessed it on Xiao Han and Song Qingruo, allowing it to fit with the ancient sword and form an integral part.

Huo Changliu's face finally changed.

He felt the trembling of the Futu sword in his hand.

Before this, when the World Stone was displayed, the Futu Sword was not moving and was not afraid.

When the phantom of the divine weapon was summoned, the Futu sword shook, but some were just desires.

At this moment, when the power of the ancient sword was completely awakened and the power that could change the world was truly displayed, the Futu sword shook again, but what was heard was full of fear.

The sword spirit of the Buddha Sword is fearful and afraid.

There is no doubt that the essence of the Futu Sword Spirit is extremely high, and there are many more things that can be felt.

Therefore, his keen sense of the essence of the ancient sword far exceeds it itself.

"Not impossible!"

Huo Changliu showed an incredible expression on his face, and his body kept retreating, retreating to the back: "How could there be so many magical weapons in this world that are so powerful than the Futu Sword!"

"That ancient sword, that ancient sword"

He lowered his head and muttered to himself, as if he was a little bit possessed. Then he suddenly raised his head and infinite light burst out from his eyes: "Is that ancient sword the legendary god weapon?"

"The Godly Soldier?"

In front, Xiao Han and the others listened to Huo Changliu's words, and were also a little shocked at this moment.

At this moment, as the ancient sword completely recovered, the power of the two of them also collided with the ancient sword, and they could clearly feel the vastness of the ancient sword's power.

The powerful and powerful divine power is like the ancient divine artifact that created the world in the legend, and is unstoppable.
To be continued...