Fantasy Simulator

A bloody aura filled the sky, spreading here.

Huo Changliu turned around, just in time to see a huge tide of vitality rushing towards him, washing away the magic circle here at this moment, looking at this posture, it seemed that he was going to force the magic circle away.

The scene in front of him was horrifying.

Jianzhong is a small secret world left behind by Sword Master Tiangu. Although the power in it is not too strong, it is definitely not weak.

And considering the size of the small world, even if it only mobilized less than one percent of its power, it would be enough to suppress everything.

At least at the level before turning into a baby, there is no probability of surviving this kind of shock.

Thinking of this, Huo Changliu's face turned ashen.

"Xiao Han, you should die!"

He spoke in a cold voice, his face that had always been smiling was now covered with frost and looked icy cold.

At this moment, the killing intent in his heart was so strong that it almost came out, horrifying the whole world.

The next moment, he turned around and looked at the long sword hanging aside.

After this period of operation, the phantom of the Futu Sword has changed at this moment, and it looks more or less solid, it is no longer as before, it seems to be completely illusory.

In the surrounding area, including Song Qingruo, the nine origins are still continuously integrated into the Futu Sword. From this point of view, it is far from the end.

"Is it only half fused..."

Standing where he was, Huo Changliu observed the appearance of the Futu Sword and the runes flowing in it, and various thoughts flashed in his mind.

The Futu Sword seemed to be fully revived, even if the origins of the nine physiques in front of him were fully integrated, it might not be enough.

Not to mention that it is only half integrated at this moment.

However, if it is only used, it is enough.

After such a long time of absorption, the body of the Futu Sword has condensed again, which is enough for use.

With this in mind, Huo Changliu looked to the outside world.

Huge forces are still impacting this place.

The power of the Futu Sword spreads, forming a powerful sword field, which continuously blocks the power of the outside world.

But despite this, the power from the sword mound is too strong, even this sword field can't completely block it, it can only barely block it.

After a long time, it will eventually collapse.

To break the situation, the only way to break through the cohesive power of this sword mound is with absolute strength.

Thinking of this, Huo Changliu had already made up his mind.

Boom!

Crisp shattering sounds sounded from all around, and the edge of the magic circle was broken, making a crisp sound.

Under the burst of sound, Huo Changliu stretched out his hand and held the Futu sword with one hand.

boom!

As if the sound of gold and iron intertwined sounded, and as if countless creatures fell, the bloody scene lying on the ground emerged, and strange scenes unfolded at this moment.

It seems that the ancient power began to recover, and a door opened, showing its terrifying power to the world at this moment.

Under the gaze of Xiao Han in the distance, the long sword in Huo Changliu's hand was slowly pulled out, revealing its true sharpness.

"not good!"

Looking at this scene, Xiao Han's heart tightened, and then without hesitation, he exerted all his strength on the palm of his hand, urging the World Stone in his hand as much as possible, condensing a majestic force, and rushed forward.

At the same time, taking advantage of the break of the magic circle and the gap that could not be recovered for the time being, he rushed directly to the front and quickly walked towards Song Qingruo's position.

boom!

A terrifying sound erupted.

Here, the vitality is still surging from far away, almost like a natural disaster, it is terrifying.

The surrounding space was squeezed, pieces of fragments were flowing, rushing towards the distant area, as if the stars were shining brightly, which was extremely eye-catching.

In the distance, Chen Heng observed this scene silently, and couldn't help being a little surprised at the moment.

"A blow that condenses the power of the small world... the power is exceptionally good."

Standing in place, he looked into the distance, feeling the changes in the entire Sword Tomb at this moment, and this thought could not help but flash through his mind.

When the World Stone in Xiao Han's hand was used, Chen Heng could feel the vibration of the entire Sword Tomb.

When the world stone is activated and the power in it is stimulated, it directly implicates the entire sword mound, driving the power of the entire sword mound into an offensive, and rushes forward directly.

This offensive is simply appalling.

Even if the power of an individual is strong, how can it be compared with a piece of heaven and earth?

Even if this world is not a big world outside, but just an ordinary small world of secret realm.

According to Chen Heng's understanding, after this kind of offensive, it is almost impossible for the existence below the fifth ring to survive, and it is impossible to continue to exist under this kind of offensive.

Only when the strength reaches the level of the fifth ring, can it be possible to save itself under the impact of the power of the sword mound without suffering much damage.

The five rings correspond to the gods of this world.

Huo Changliu and others obviously do not have the power to transform into gods in this world.

Then, their next ending is very mysterious.

Thinking of this, Chen Heng's eyes showed anticipation.

"Let me see..."

There was a look of anticipation in his eyes.

Looking at the scene in the distance, he murmured in his heart: "How powerful is the so-called magic weapon in this world......"

The next moment, just as Chen Heng expected, a terrifying aura appeared in front of him, and it was emerging violently at this moment.

In the center of the magic circle, a scene of vision appeared indistinctly.

There is the God of War, suppressing the Quartet, spreading bloody aura, sweeping across the Quartet, like an undefeated Demon God, suppressing this place.

The Buddha is alive with all phenomena!

Under Chen Heng's gaze, the huge phantom of the God of War held the sky in one hand and roared towards the void. The essence of that power had surpassed the five rings and reached a higher level.

Roar! !

As if the voice of a demon god came from ancient times, a terrifying aura permeated the air.

In the nothingness, a long sword that was crimson all over, as if dripping blood, was blooming with brilliance, and a strong majesty emerged from it, as if it represented the heaven, earth and gods, with infinite brilliance, sacred and majestic.

This area was originally chaotic and boundless, but it was infected by the breath of the world stone and fell into a state of disorder.

But with the appearance of the long sword, the place returned to normal again, and the whole area seemed to have returned to calm, suppressed by it, unable to stir up the slightest storm.

Time passed slowly.

It wasn't until the chaos here was completely ended that Chen Heng saw the situation clearly.

"Senior Sister Song, Senior Sister Song!"

Xiao Han held Song Qingruo in his arms, looked anxiously at her pale face, and spoke loudly, with concern written all over his face: "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay......"

In Xiao Han's arms, Song Qingruo looked at Xiao Han who was right in front of him, and forced a smile on his paper-pale face.