Fix your sister's fairy

The entire ancient well was shaking, and Yi Haoran stood in the center of the deepest part of the ancient well and stared at the source of the tremor, the ancient sword.

The ancient sword exuded a suffocating momentum, and the "water" in the entire ancient well was rapidly decreasing, and a whirlpool appeared with the ancient sword as the center, and it was absorbing these "water"!

A huge suction force dragged Yi Haoran towards the ancient sword, but Yi Haoran's feet were rooted in the ground like deep roots, and he didn't even have a slight tilt of his body, he just put his right hand on the hilt of the sword and looked at the ancient sword quietly.

As the deep water of the ancient well was swallowed up by the ancient sword little by little, the entire ancient sword also began to change dramatically, the original rust began to peel off, and the residue and the gap in the blade began to grow slowly.

The rust fell off little by little, the cracks were repaired little by little, the edge of the ancient sword was swallowed with a palpitating edge, and the shocking sword intent flowed under the blade of the ancient sword, and the entire ancient well was "filled" with it.

Eventually, all the "water" was absorbed by the ancient sword, and it revealed its true form.

I have the Kunwu sword, and I seek to go to the master's court. When the white rainbow cuts the jade, the purple gas dries the star at night.

The hibiscus on the hoe moves, and the frost and snow in the box are bright. Relying on the sky to serve the country, painting the land to take the male name.

This is a Kunwu sword, the hilt is long, the sword body has a sharp edge, there are blades on both sides, the back 19 half of the body has no ridge and no blade, only in the shape of a flat plate, there are lines of small characters engraved in the ancient language on the sword body, and a "domain" is faintly formed between the lines

"The primeval text recorded in the literature, you are from the realm of cultivating immortals. Yi Haoran saw the words on the Kunwu sword clearly and said softly, "Futian, this is your name." "

The ancient sword that was called "Futian" by Yi Haoran began to vibrate violently, and emitted a circle of strong emotional fluctuations, it was obvious that this sword had its own spiritual sense, and it had been trapped under this ancient well for many years, and he couldn't wait to see the light of day again and regain its former glory.

"Would you like to be my sword? I already have the main sword. Yi Haoran asked with his right hand lightly pressed on the sword at his waist.

The ancient sword suddenly fell silent, and everything in the ancient well returned to silence.

"Don't you want to?" Yi Haoran asked.

Gu Jian still didn't react.

"I already have a sword. Yi Haoran said lightly.

Majestic "water" ...... In other words, the sword intent that had been condensed in the ancient well for tens of millions of years suddenly poured out of the ancient sword, and tens of millions of tons of water rushed towards Yi Haoran like an angry dragon.

Yi Haoran didn't move, because he felt that the ancient sword was not malicious, but revealed a kind of ...... The emotion of pleading.

Endless "water" poured into the golden sword on Yi Haoran's waist, and in an instant, the golden sword began to let out a surprise groan, and the sword intent of Chongxiao gushed out of the scabbard, and became more and more condensed and vast with the passage of time.

In the time of half a pillar of incense, all the "water" was filled into Yi Haoran's sword.

The last drop of water was submerged into the golden sword, the golden sword swallowed the golden brilliance, and the surrounding area was filled with a faint golden mist, and the sound of a dragon's groan was transmitted in the mist, and after a closer look, you will find that there was a faint golden dragon churning in the mist, and finally submerged into the hilt of the sword and turned into the golden beads inlaid on the hilt.

On the other hand, the ancient sword, now the ancient sword has regained its broken appearance, like a broken candle in the wind, just standing in place is a little burdenless, rusty it looks fragile and even compared, and even the chains connected to the hilt of the sword began to tremble, and even some of them began to crack.

"I can get you out of here. Yi Haoran looked at Gu Jian lightly and said, "But I won't accept you, judging from the experience in the mural, you won't be willing to be a vassal of a person...... Even if that person is a congenital sword fetus. "

For the first time, Yi Haoran said the five words that moved the entire immortal cultivation world.

The ancient sword was silent in place, and the imprisoned old man not far away was like a lifeless, it was his old master, the master who led him to the proud sky, who was once brilliant in the nine heavens and the moon, but now he has fallen to such a point.

Just like in the mural that Yi Haoran has destroyed.

In the mural, people with swords, fists and Buddha reciters pass through layers of corpses, fighting to kill one terrifying phantom after another, and finally escape the sea of corpses and blood.

They came to a new world, entered an ancient city, and in the ancient city they met a monster that reached the sky, the monster devoured their souls, and they forced each other to kill the monster, and the price was that the three of them stayed here forever.

"A legendary life, which ends in the dust, I will take you to my world, where there may be a suitable sword bearer for you. Yi Haoran said.

Gu Jian was silent for a long time, for a long time, the reason why he was able to identify with Yi Haoran was only because Yi Haoran's physique and qualifications were the same as his old master, and even faintly higher than his old master! If it was Yi Haoran, it would really make him brilliant again.

Yi Haoran was not in a hurry, he didn't have the slightest desire for the ancient sword, the golden sword on his waist had fallen into silence, absorbing the sea-like sword intent condensed in the entire ancient well, the golden sword was enough to obtain a world-changing transformation, and when the time came, Yi Haoran would be invincible in the world with it.

He has already got what he wants, sword scores, sword intent, and murals, and it can be said that this trip to the ancient city has been full of money.

He had promised to take the ancient sword out of here, but the other party hesitated, what was it hesitating about?

Yi Haoran looked at Gu Jian quietly, and had some thoughts in his heart.

Finally, there was a fluctuation from the ancient sword, which represented that Yi Haoran agreed to take him away, and Yi Haoran also stopped thinking for the time being, and took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to draw out the ancient sword.

But just as Yi Haoran was about to reach out and grab the ancient sword, the ancient sword trembled suddenly, and the sharp sword wind made Yi Haoran retreat violently, avoiding its edge.

"......" Yi Haoran stood a few meters away, frowning, staring at the ancient sword, not knowing what was happening.

The chains on the hilt of the ancient sword suddenly began to shrink! The chains that spread throughout the ancient well began to shrink, leaving one hole after another in the wall of the ancient well, and all the chains thousands of meters long began to be retracted into the sword body by the ancient sword.

"Damn, what's the situation!"

At this time, a small curse suddenly came from above the ancient well, and Yi Haoran subconsciously looked up.

A black shadow fell vertically from the air, the last moment he 000 was still moving on the chain, the next moment the chain was put away, the black shadow lost its foothold and fell straight into the bottom of the well to stir up dust, Yi Haoran saw clearly that the other party was a person wearing a cloak.

Yi Haoran squinted slightly, looking at a blood-red paper crane in the other party's hand, "Thousand Divine Spirit Cranes?"

The other party intercepted the voice transmitted to him by the elder of the sect with the Thousand Divine Spirit Crane...... Has the Phaseless Wheel Sword Formation been overcome?

How is it possible, the Phaseless Wheel Sword Formation is logically invincible in the abyss of all worlds, and the array heart condensed by his own hands has already given birth to spiritual wisdom, and it is impossible for someone to catch and break it.

But the other party actually broke through and captured the Thousand Gods Spirit Crane.

Yi Haoran looked at each other lightly.

"Hey, hello. The guy in the cloak stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, looked at Yi Haoran and grinned, and said hello, his voice was full of lightness and pleasure.

Is there nothing to fear?

Scold...... It's funny. Yi Haoran gently pried open the hilt of the sword on his waist and thought.

The desolate sword intent rushed out from the exposed golden sword body, and in the silence generated by the roar to the extreme, a subtle golden sword wind swept through the entire ancient well in an instant, and the golden sword wind surged out from the mouth of the well, rushing towards a thousand meters in the air and crashing into a black thundercloud, and countless thunder crows in the dark cloud were torn into blood foam and turned into blood rain and sprinkled one after another.

Similarly, the sword wind blew the cloak that covered the other party's face.

Under the cloak, the smile on that handsome face froze instantly.

It seems to have hit an iron plate. _

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