Holy Dragon Totem

Generally speaking, Jiang Zizi felt that he was close to success.

He stood up again and approached the sword, trying to suppress and control it. But this time, the reaction of the sword was more intense. Even if Jiang Zizi had almost controlled it before, now it does not give face and directly shakes Jiang Zizi out.

This sword is like a wise one, as if to say: I have already let you break through the initial state of God, do you dare to hope too much?

So Jiang Zizi had no way out.

Since it is the first treasure of the sword tomb, the names of its forces are all named after the sword. If it can be controlled, it will be a step to the sky. Obviously, the ancient god was just taking a chance. I'm afraid that according to his prediction, all the people in the holy land would try to clean up, and there might not be anyone who caused the slightest reaction of the forgetful River sword.

Jiang Zizi and Lu Dingxing have a small part of the possibility of success, which is enough to surprise him.

"No, I'll go. Don't take it. There are still a lot of people waiting in the back Huangfu Kun road.

It was really thrilling just now.

Fortunately, Jiang Zizi tried twice and failed.

In fact, Jiang Zizi has already felt that there is no predestination for the sword of forgetting Chuan, or he is a little afraid of Jiang Zi's destruction of Tianyuan. Therefore, no matter how many times he tries, the result will be the same.

In this case, it's better to stop at the right time. Anyway, all the good fortune has been achieved.

When he came down from the high platform, many people were relieved. Many people didn't go up to try. They thought they had a chance.

The next man is going to be on the stage.

At this time, Su Qianyu, the world's sword soul totem, stopped in front of the man and stepped onto the high platform again. His eyes were very solemn, as if he had been guided. He had endured for a long time. This time, he suddenly went up and seemed to have some assurance.

After all, he is the best owner of sword totem. He went up again and naturally attracted a lot of attention.

"He has failed."

"In fact, if you have failed, it means that you have been rejected, and there is no hope."

"It is said that, for example, the Oracle princess, they have tried dozens of times, but it is not all a result."

"Su Qianyu did not go up many times, but compared with Jiang Zizi, he lacked a little mystery."

People are very thorough, so the mood is also relaxed a lot.

In such an environment, Su Qianyu closed his eyes and held his breath. He looked very simple and put his hand on the handle of the forgetful River sword.

At that moment, he seemed to merge with the forgetful River sword.

There is no strong sense of confrontation between the two. Unlike Jiang Zizi and the sword of forgetting Sichuan, they are silent. They are caressed by the spring breeze. There is no movement at all. It seems that Su Qianyu reaches out his hand and caresses the bluestone on the road.

At that moment, even Su Qianyu was stunned. He looked at the long sword like a wooden sword, which was almost suffocating.

"I, did it?" The young man was completely confused. He only saw that Jiang Zizi had succeeded in making the sword move, so he had some itching. In fact, he didn't have any confidence in himself. When he thought he would be shaken out, he never thought that the forgetchuan sword was so light.

It's like a wooden sword. It's light and light. It doesn't have any weight. No one seems to think that he has such a first treasure in his hand.

To tell you the truth, people prefer to believe that Jiang Zizi can get the forgetting Sichuan sword than Su Qianyu. After all, when he tried last, he was far less dynamic than Jiang Zizi, and even Lu Dingxing was far inferior.

"Damn it?" Jiang Zizi is confused, which is too understatement.

"It's not right. He was similar to us last time. Why did he succeed suddenly? It's not because you are in front of him? Did you trigger some kind of switch on the forgetful River sword? " Li Zixiao doubted.

Jiang Zizi shakes his head. He thinks it should not be How could the forgetful River sword be so playful? Just now I had reached that level, I didn't let myself control it. The forgetting River sword that Su Qianyu could finally control had something to do with himself?

"I think, maybe, it has something to do with you and me." Lu Dingxing road.

"Do you think so?" Jiang Zi is puzzled.

"Destiny, arrangement." Lu Dingxing said.

"Ha ha, don't put it in randomly. He's not a monkey." Jiang Zizi knew that this guy had some associations because of a name. For example, he thought that this might be the arrangement of fate.

Anyway, the sword has already chosen its master.

In addition to numerous people's disappointment and regret, only Su Qianyu reacted to the ecstasy.

He held the sword of death and looked at the people around him. His face was joyful and nervous, because he was worried that he was dreaming.However, he had found a hole in his hand, and his blood flowed wildly into the sword of forgetting the river. There was an endless Yellow River in the sword, among which countless bones were drifting. After his blood entered into it, the endless river turned into his blood.

He and the forgetful River sword have been integrated into one, as if from now on, he is the sword.

The feeling of blood connection is so real that it can't cheat people at all.

At that moment, he even felt the improvement of his own life realm. He seemed to become another existence, enough to leap over all living beings.

"Su Qianyu, this The world of sword soul totem must be created... "

Many young people look up to that young man, full of yearning and envy in their eyes.

"Is that ok?" Jiang Zizi laughs. Fortunately, Su Qianyu is pretty good. If he is another person, he will be a little upset.

At this time, in the endless sky, suddenly came a cry.

Whoosh, a man in a blue robe appeared on the high platform. He was a middle-aged man. He was a little similar to the wind carefree, but he looked more untidy. He had a lot of mud on his body, and his beard and hair were in a mess. What he held in his hand was not just a wine pot, but a wine jar, which was more than five times bigger than his head The wine jar, with a sword on his back, has a strong wine smell that can be smelled from a long distance. Just this smell makes people drunk.

However, even if he was so untidy, people did not dare to look down on him. When he appeared, people knelt on the ground and cried out "see the ancient gods"!