Fantasy Simulator

In the same place, Song Qingruo stood there in some embarrassment. Hearing Huo Changliu's words at this moment, he was nervous at first, and then he was relieved.

"As I expected, Junior Sister Song really cares about that Junior Brother Xiao."

Standing in place, Huo Changliu observed Song Qingruo's reaction, then smiled softly, thoughtfully.

"He has saved my life."

Song Qingruo's face was stern, and he spoke lightly, then raised his head, looked directly at Huo Changliu in front of him, and said, "What did you do?"

"Why do you want to attack him?"

"Originally, I didn't mean to attack him."

Huo Changliu shook his head, and said softly, with a bit of regret in his words: "It's just that he knows too much, and he's overthinking himself, trying to investigate something."

"I am also sorry for this, but there is no other way."

"But that's the end of the matter, and it doesn't matter anymore."

He turned around, looked at Song Qingruo in front of him, and then said softly, "Junior Sister Song is also invited to go."

The slight words fell, and the voice sounded very soft. It just spread around and reached Song Qingruo's ears.

And with Huo Changliu's words, everything began to change in front of him.

The magic circle here opened quickly, and the brilliance in it bloomed, covering this place.

The phantom of a long sword appeared and emerged here.

It was an illusory long sword, and the whole was formed entirely of runes, giving it an inexplicable sense of unreality.

But in this illusion, there is a new sense of reality, which makes people feel very unique.

But no matter what, this power is real and unreal, and it is extraordinarily powerful.

From the moment the phantom of the long sword descended, the atmosphere around him began to fluctuate.

If you zoom in your field of vision and place it in the entire Sword Tomb, you will find that at this moment, the vitality in the entire Sword Tomb is fluctuating, as if drawn by some unique force, coming here.

And the cause of all this is nothing but the illusory long sword in front of him.

It is absorbing the vitality and strength of the entire Sword Tomb to make up for itself.

Not only that, beside the illusory long sword, there were brand new changes in every coffin.

The corpses were glowing, and the source of them was blooming, rushing towards the long sword in front.

In an instant, the runes appeared, and the profound meaning of the vast law was revealed at this moment, giving people a terrifying feeling of facing the world directly.

Looking at the prestige of this long sword, even Song Qingruo couldn't help being stunned, and his body began to throb.

She has an innate sword body, and she has an extremely strong affinity and sensitivity to the spirit of the weapon, so at this moment, she immediately feels the terrifying power contained in the long sword in front of her.

Although the long sword is illusory, the feeling is too terrifying. Once it bursts out, it may destroy the entire sword mound, reaching a terrifying situation.

"This is... the Futu Sword?"

Looking at the illusory long sword gradually taking shape in front of him, Song Qingruo shook his body and couldn't help but speak at this moment.

"good."

Huo Changliu nodded, with a smile on his face: "Since ancient times, there has been a distinction between heaven, earth and man."

"Like the Qionghua Sword of the Qionghua Sword Sect, those who have survived the calamity of the war and become the body of a godly soldier are called godly soldiers."

"As for the divine weapons of the sky and the divine weapons of the earth, they are achieved innately, they are forged by the heaven and the earth, and each has its own unique origin."

"No matter when this kind of divine weapon is broken, even if its own body is broken, the original source will always exist in the world and will not disappear."

"The floating butcher sword in front of me is one of them."

While speaking, he turned around, looked at the Fubutu sword that was gradually taking shape in front of him, and sighed a little: "Ten thousand years ago, the Fubutu sword master fought against Tiangu Sword Master, and the two fought in the frontier."

"In the end, the Futu sword was shattered, and the Heavenly Valley Sword Master became the Heavenly Venerable."

"It's just that as a divine soldier, even if the floating butcher sword is broken, its origin will last forever and will not disappear."

"My faction has been going around for many years, and finally found out where the Futu Sword is, and found it here."

"Although the Futu Sword has been found, it has long been broken. It only has its original source, and it has been sealed by the Sword Tomb, so it cannot be taken away."

"If you want to really take it away, the only way to condense its form again and reshape it will not be restrained and suppressed by the sword mound."

He opened his mouth softly, telling the past origins of the long sword in front of him one by one, and came to the world to Song Qingruo to hear.

"So, you designed to sneak into the Qionghua Sword Sect, and use the stable passage between the Qionghua Sword Sect and the Sword Tomb to achieve your goal?"

In front of him, Song Qingruo said coldly, his eyes fixed on Huo Changliu in front of him.

"good."

Huo Changliu nodded, and did not deny Song Qingruo's words, but directly admitted: "Judging from the current results, I am undoubtedly right."

"Junior Sister Song, what else do you want to say?"

He turned around and looked at Song Qingruo in front of him, with a smile on his face, he spoke softly.

"If not, please ask Junior Sister Song to go."

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding air suddenly changed.

Under the manipulation of the people on the side, the magic circle in front began to show changes.

Outside the eight coffins, a new position was vacated, and then it showed a huge attraction, directly drawing

Song Qingruo's whole body attracted him and landed on that position.

Afterwards, a series of mysterious runes pierced through the air, fixed Song Qingruo there, began to refine her origin, and slowly pulled it out.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely painful process, even worse than heartbreaking.

Song Qingruo's face quickly turned pale and lost all blood.

But even so, she still kept silent and endured the pain silently.

Huo Changliu glanced at Song Qingruo's figure admiringly, then shook his head involuntarily: "It's a pity..."

"Regardless of will, talent, talent, Junior Sister Song, you are the best......"

"It's a pity, it's destined not to be someone along the way..."

He sighed softly and said so.

Even if it is not limited to Nanyue, but placed in those areas with many spiritual veins and incomparable prosperity, Song Qingruo is also an absolute arrogance, and her innate sword body is enough to amaze anyone.

It's a pity that her status as the daughter of the Qionghua Sword Sect's leader has already determined her position to a certain extent.

Not to mention, the recovery of the Buddha Sword at this moment.

For Huo Changliu, compared with Song Qingruo, the Futu Sword in front of him is more important.

So, he turned around and stared forward, at the floating butcher sword that was slowly forming in front of him.

One after another runes are flying, drifting towards the surroundings, and finally condensed on the long sword in front of him, helping it to condense its shape.

The formation of the floating butcher sword is actually far from being as simple as it appears on the surface.

As early as hundreds of years ago, the people behind Huo Changliu had already discovered the place where the Futu Sword was suppressed, but they didn't take it out immediately.

During these hundreds of years, they collected materials from various places, stuffed them into the Buddha Sword, and searched in various areas, and even unearthed many ancient god corpses, and finally assembled the different physiques in front of them. origin.

The whole process took a total of hundreds of years to achieve today's convenience.

Still, it's all clearly worth it.

Standing at the same spot, Huo Changliu looked at the floating butcher sword slowly taking shape in front of him, and the terrifying aura around him, and this thought flashed in his mind.

As an Earth Divine Weapon, the Futu Sword is at the top even if it is among the Earth Divine Weapons.

Once it takes shape, even if it is only obtained by an ordinary monk, it is enough to set foot on the road of Tianjiao, and it will be a breeze to break through all the way thereafter.

Even, as the top level of the earth gods, the floating butcher sword itself is aimed at the realm of the gods.

Obtaining the Buddha Sword, although there is no guarantee that it will definitely step into the realm of Heavenly Venerable, but it will undoubtedly give it more hope.

And this is enough, it is the magical weapon that countless monks dream of.

If Huo Changliu can get it, he will have enough confidence in the future, no matter what the situation is, he will be able to face it head-on.

As soon as he thought of this, he regained his peace of mind, and continued to look forward.