Fantasy Simulator

Time slowly passed.

In the same place, Huo Changliu looked at the front seriously, staring there with a tight eye, looking a little nervous inexplicably.

Of course, this tension is actually quite normal.

The Buddha Sword in front of them is what they have been looking forward to for hundreds of years.

In order to make the Buddha statue in front of them take shape, they arranged for hundreds of years, designing it all the way, and don't know how much they paid to get the result now.

If this is not even possible, then it is undoubtedly a desperate thing.

Thinking of this, everyone present stared at the door closely, and their faces were extremely nervous.

In the invisible, a tense atmosphere emerged.

Fortunately, the scene that emerged from the front did not disappoint them.

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

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

Boom!

There were waves of thunder resounding everywhere, and vaguely, there seemed to be waves of dark clouds covering this place, as if God was frightened.

A wave of thunder continued to smash down below, falling on the illusory body of the Buddha, but did not cause the slightest wave, but as if it had been absorbed by it, all the power of the thunder disappeared, and it was integrated into the body of the Buddha. Within the body.

Soldier robbery?

No, this is not a military calamity, but an instinctive spectacle created by the presence of the breath of the Buddha Sword and the connection with the outside energy.

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

But obviously, compared to the level of the Buddha Sword, the mere second military calamity couldn't cause the slightest disturbance at all.

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

Looking at the Buddha Sword that was gradually taking shape in front, Huo Changliu's eyes became more and more excited. At this moment, he couldn't help but speak, muttering to himself: "Just continue to condense like this..."

Everything looks very smooth.

At least Huo Changliu and others think so.

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

In other words, what if they can withdraw their hands?

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

And even if the mere transformation of the spirit level enters this place, what can they do to Huo Changliu and the others?

When the Buddha statue in front of them takes shape, they will leave, and the Qionghua Sword Sect will have nothing to do with them.

Song Qingruo?

When the sacrifice of the Buddha's sword in front of him is completely over, even if Song Qingruo does not die here, he will probably become a waste in the end.

And a cripple, worthy of the Qionghua Sword Sect, is there anything to do about it?

Furthermore, the forces behind Huo Changliu are not weaker than the Qionghua Sword Sect if they can plan this place for hundreds of years.

It will be even more so when the Buddha's sword is in hand.

In that case, what's so scary?

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

However, compared to his self-confidence, Chen Heng from a distance obviously has a different view.

"Destiny is not bad, it's a pity that compared to the previous person, it's still a bit worse."

In the distance, on the towering mountain peaks, Chen Heng stood alone here, looking at the distant scene, and could not help but shook his head secretly.

From the beginning to the present, he has been observing in secret.

Originally, he thought that this time it would still be a member of the Qionghua Sword Sect who entered the Sword Tomb.

But judging from the current situation, this is clearly not the case.

Even from the fact that Song Qingruo was captured and thrown below to serve as a sacrifice, it is obvious that a huge change has occurred within the Qionghua Sword Sect. At this moment, it may have been impossible to control the sword tomb. .

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

Even in Chen Heng's eyes, such handwriting is also worthy of amazement.

Song Qingruo's innate sword body is very unique, it is a unique physique bred from this world. The 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 body, they are still very good.

Even if it is Chen Heng, it is worthy of surprise to get one of them casually, let alone to get so many.

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

And that Buddha Sword is definitely worth doing.

From that Buddha sword, Chen Heng could feel the power of terror.

"That kind of origin..."

Standing still, Chen Heng muttered to himself, and thoughts flashed in his mind.

The origin of the Buddha Sword is very powerful, like the innate laws bred out of this world, and it is exceptionally unique.

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

That is the breath of the origin of the world.

"Is that Buddha sword 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.

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

Not to mention the nine unique origins including Song Qingruo.

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

So...do you?

Chen Heng raised his head and looked at Huo Changliu and the others ahead. This thought flashed through his mind.

Do it now, it's actually nothing.

Although the strength of Huo Changliu and others is not bad, it is nothing in Chen Heng's eyes.

But that Buddha Sword was a bit troublesome, and the breath on it made Chen Heng frown and felt surprised.

However, no matter how you say it, at least one fight is still there.

If it is amazing, Chen Heng still has the confidence to suppress everything at the point where he is struggling to activate the power of the true spirit and consume his strength.

However, just when he wanted to do it, a little accident happened.

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

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

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

It was a figure concealed by a robe on the surface, and it seemed to be indistinguishable from other people around, but in fact the person in it was a familiar guy.

Xiao Han.

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

At this moment, he was standing not far from Huo Changliu's figure, but no one felt it was abnormal, as if it were so ordinary.

This kind of disguise is really surprising.

Chen Heng's face was weird, he dispelled his original intention to shoot, temporarily suppressed the action, and continued to watch.

"Let him take the lead... or so..."

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

Judging from his understanding of the Destiny, Xiao Han would be lurking here, obviously here to do things.

In that case, there is nothing wrong with letting it take the lead.

Let's take a look at his operation.

This thought flashed through Chen Heng's mind, and at this moment he couldn't help but become interested.

So, he continued to look forward and watched silently.

Time passed bit by bit.

"You haven't fainted yet?"

Standing in place, Huo Changliu looked at the front and his face was as pale as paper, but he still insisted on Song Qingruo, who had not fallen down, his face could not help showing some surprises.

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

"Young Master, do you want to continue?"

On the side, a hoarse voice sounded.

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

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

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

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

"Whatever the case, the same door, let her life..."

Huo Changliu shook his head and said so.

"Young Master is kind..."

From all around, unanimous voices came, complimenting them together.

The same goes for the man in white robe in front of Huo Changliu, his hoarse voice kept ringing.

Afterwards, he slowly got up, seeing this, UU reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to want to return.

It's just that his movements are very slow.

In front of him, Huo Changliu turned around and didn't care too much.

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

As if a fatal crisis was about to happen, a chill grew and rushed into my mind.

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

The voice fell, and the brilliant brilliance showed.

A long knife suddenly slashed and fell forward.

Only in an instant, the white-robed man in front of him slammed his hand, drew out a black long knife, and slashed towards Huo Changliu fiercely.

This hit contained terrifying power, and just as soon as it was shot, the terrifying sound of breaking through the air came, causing muffled noises in the mid-air, especially crisp and terrifying.

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

"you!"

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

Only at this time, it was already too late.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, the distance is so close, even if some magical powers are too late to display.

Wow...

A bit of blood fell on the ground, with a burst of blood.

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

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

"Who are you... on earth?"

From a distance, Huo Changliu's voice came again.

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