Fantasy Simulator

Time passed slowly.

In the same place, Huo Changliu stared at the front seriously, his eyes were fixed there, and he looked inexplicably nervous.

Of course, this nervousness is actually quite normal.

The floating butcher sword in front of them was their expectation for hundreds of years.

In order to make the floating butcher sword in front of them take shape, they have spent hundreds of years planning and designing all the way, and they have paid so much to achieve the current result.

If there is no way to succeed even this, then it is undoubtedly a desperate thing.

Thinking of this, everyone in the room stared at the portal, their faces extremely nervous.

Invisibly, a tense atmosphere emerged.

Fortunately, the scene that emerged ahead did not disappoint them.

As time passed, including Song Qingruo, the origins of nine unique physiques were slowly extracted and merged into the illusory long sword in front of him.

And as this movement continued, the body of the floating butcher sword gradually became solid, as if it was about to recover, and it really condensed its own shape.

Boom!

In all directions, bursts of thunder resounded, and faintly, it seemed that there were bursts of dark clouds covering the place, as if the heavens were frightened and angry.

One after another thunderbolts kept falling down, and landed on the illusory Fubutu sword, but they did not cause the slightest waves. Instead, they seemed to be absorbed by it. All the thunder power disappeared and merged into the Fubutu sword. within the body.

Bing robbery?

No, this is not a military robbery, but an instinctive spectacle formed by the appearance of the floating butcher sword's aura and connection with the vitality of the outside world.

But even so, this thunderbolt is extremely terrifying, not inferior to the second calamity of many divine soldiers.

But obviously, compared to the level of the Futu Sword, the mere second military robbery could not cause the slightest disturbance at all.

"good very good......."

Huo Changliu's eyes became more and more excited as he watched the floating butcher sword gradually taking shape in front of him. He couldn't help opening his mouth at this moment, and muttered to himself: "Just continue to gather like this..."

Everything seemed to be going well.

At least that's what Huo Changliu and others think.

Today, the Qionghua Sword Sect has completely fallen into chaos under their design, and the strong people in the entire Sword Sect have been dragged back.

In other words, what if they could pull out their hands?

The sword mound in front of him has its own rules, and it is impossible to allow existence above Hualing to enter it.

As for the mere spirit transformation level, even if they enter this place, what can they do to Huo Changliu and the others?

They will leave when the Buddha Sword in front of them takes shape, and then the Qionghua Sword Sect will have nothing to do with them.

Song Qingruo?

When the sacrifice of the Futu Sword in front of him is completely over, even if Song Qingruo does not die here, he will most likely become a useless person in the end.

And a useless person is worthy of the Qionghua Sword Sect's troubles, what can they do for it?

Furthermore, being able to plan this place for hundreds of years, the power behind Huo Changliu is not weaker than Qionghua Sword Sect, and even more superior.

It will be even more so when the Futu Sword is in hand.

That being the case, what is there to be afraid of?

Various thoughts flashed through Huo Changliu's mind, and he was full of confidence at the moment.

But compared to his self-confidence, Chen Heng in the distance obviously has a different opinion.

"Destiny is not bad, but it's a pity that it's still a bit worse than that person before."

In the distance, on top of a towering mountain, Chen Heng stood alone, looking at the scene in the distance, he couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

From the beginning until now, he has been observing in secret.

Originally, he thought that the ones entering the Sword Tomb this time would still be members of the Qionghua Sword Sect.

But judging from the current situation, it is obviously not the case.

Even judging from the fact that Song Qingruo was captured and thrown down to be used as a sacrifice, it is obvious that there have been huge changes in the Qionghua Sword Sect, and it may not be possible to manage it in the sword mound at this moment. .

Using an innate sword body and other unique physical sources as sacrifices to sacrifice the Buddha Sword is really a big deal.

Even in Chen Heng's view, this kind of handwriting is also worthy of admiration.

Song Qingruo's innate sword body is very unique, and it is a unique physique bred in this world. That kind of origin makes Chen Heng feel special, and it is a very cherished physique.

As for the origins of the other eight physiques, although most of them are not as good as Song Qingruo's innate sword physique, they are still extremely good.

Even if it was Chen Heng, it would be a surprise to get one of them at random, let alone get so many together.

The group of people in front of them gathered so many origins, which is really an absolute masterpiece.

And that floating butcher sword is absolutely worth doing.

From the Futu Sword, Chen Heng could feel the terrifying power.

"That origin..."

Standing on the spot, Chen Heng muttered to himself, various thoughts flashed through his mind.

The origin in the Futu Sword is very powerful, like the innate laws bred in this world, it is extremely unique.

It gave Chen Heng a very familiar feeling, somewhat similar to the initial space in the initial world.

That is the breath of the world itself.

"That floating butcher sword, is this

One of the origins of this world? "

Many thoughts flashed through Chen Heng's mind, and he subconsciously wanted to do something at this moment.

There is no doubt that the origin of the world is an extremely precious thing. If it can be obtained, it will be of great benefit to Chen Heng at the moment.

Not to mention the nine unique origins including Song Qingruo.

If these things can be obtained, it will be of great help to Chen Heng. Not only will it allow him to make further progress, but even his body will benefit a lot and gain a lot.

So... Do you want to do it?

Chen Heng raised his head, looked at Huo Changliu and the others ahead, and this thought flashed in his mind.

Do it now, it's really nothing.

Although the strength of Huo Changliu and others is not bad, they are nothing in Chen Heng's view. If they really do it, it will be nothing more than a sword.

But the Futu sword was a bit troublesome, and Chen Heng couldn't help but frown and was surprised by the aura on it.

However, no matter how you say it, at least there is still some effort.

If it's a big deal, Chen Heng still has the confidence to suppress everything to the point where he is trying to activate the power of the true spirit and consume his power.

However, just when he was about to make a move, an accident happened.

"It's him......."

Looking at a figure beside Huo Changliu, Chen Heng couldn't help showing a little surprise on his face.

Under his gaze, beside Huo Changliu, a young man was standing there.

It was a figure covered by a robe on the surface, and it seemed that it was no different from other people around, but in fact the person among them was a familiar guy.

Xiao Han.

He also entered this sword mound impressively, and compared to Song Qingruo who was thrown directly into the altar, Xiao Han was very well disguised at the moment.

At this moment, he was standing not far from Huo Changliu's figure, but no one felt that it was unusual, as if he was like this in the first place.

This kind of camouflage is really surprising.

Chen Heng had a strange expression on his face. He gave up his original plan to make a move, temporarily suppressed his movements, and continued to watch.

"Let him take the lead first...it's fine..."

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he thought so.

Judging from his understanding of the Man of Destiny, Xiao Han would lurk here, obviously to make trouble.

That being the case, there is nothing wrong with letting him take the lead first.

And look at his operation.

This thought flashed through Chen Heng's mind, and he couldn't help becoming interested at the moment.

So, he continued to look forward, silently watching.

Time passed bit by bit.

"Haven't you fainted yet?"

Standing where he was, Huo Changliu looked at Song Qingruo, whose face was as pale as a sheet of paper, but still insisted on not falling down, and could not help showing some surprise on his face.

Even for him, Song Qingruo's will is also worthy of admiration.

"Young master, do you want to continue?"

Aside, a hoarse voice sounded.

Beside Huo Changliu, a man in a white robe stepped forward, wearing a mask on his face, and said suddenly.

While speaking, he stepped forward, half kneeled on the ground, and silently approached Huo Changliu.

Huo Changliu glanced at this person, didn't pay much attention, and just said, "It's not the time yet."

"Wait until the sacrifice is complete, then save her."

"Anyway, we're in the same family, let her life go..."

Huo Changliu shook his head and said so.

"The young master is merciful..."

All around, voices came in unison, complimenting together.

The same was true for the white-robed man in front of Huo Changliu, whose hoarse voice kept ringing out.

Afterwards, he slowly got up, looking like he wanted to retreat.

It's just that his movements are very slow.

In front of him, Huo Changliu turned around and didn't pay much attention.

Just the next moment, an inexplicable feeling emerged from his heart.

As if some fatal crisis was about to happen, a chill came to my mind.

Feeling this feeling, Huo Changliu's body paused, then looked at the white-robed man beside him, and said with some anxiety, "You..."

The voice fell, and the bright brilliance appeared.

A long knife suddenly fell and fell forward.

Just in an instant, the white-robed man in front of him made a fierce move, drew out a black long knife, and slashed fiercely at Huo Changliu.

This blow contained terrifying power, and just as it was shot, the terrifying sound of piercing through the air came, causing bursts of muffled sounds in midair, which were particularly crisp and terrifying.

With just this blow, the terrifying power of the peak of the spirit transformation was displayed to the fullest, which was extremely terrifying.

"you!"

Huo Changliu's color suddenly changed, his body began to shake, and he wanted to move subconsciously.

It's just that at this time, it's too late.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional calculations, the distance is so close that even some supernatural powers are too late to be used.

wow...

Drops of bloodstains fell on the ground, carrying a bloody smell.

The scene fell silent for a moment, and the air was exceptionally quiet.

Only the sound of the long knife falling was so crisp.

"Who... are you?"

In the distance, Huo Changliu's voice came again.