The Ultimate Sword Master

When did Danchen leave?

Gu Han didn't know.

Standing on the top of the city wall, he kept recalling the other party's last words in his mind, his heart was constantly fluctuating, and the five-color sword intent around him was rotating and alternating.

Seeing him like this.

A group of black-armored monks knew that he had reached a critical moment in his practice, and spontaneously listed this place as a forbidden area. No one was allowed to step within a hundred feet of Gu Han, so as not to disturb his practice.

"Alas."

On the giant city, in the broken big flag, the spirit of the weapon sighed: "It's fancy and colorful, but I don't know if it's useful."

Gu Han suddenly raised his head.

The five-color sword intent flashed in his eyes, and he whispered: "What are you worried about?"

The emotions of the spirit of the weapon.

He sensed it clearly. On the surface, it seemed to be complaining about him, but in fact, it was because of nervousness and worry that he didn't know what to do.

"I'm worried about a lot of things."

The spirit of the weapon was innocent and didn't hide it from him. He listed them one by one, "I'm worried that you can't win, I'm worried that Chengfeng will die, I'm worried that Xuanjie will no longer exist..."

"I understand."

Gu Han sighed with relief: "Because I have something to ask for, I have something to worry about, so... you must have a wish!"

The spirit of the weapon: "???"

"This fellow Taoist."

It said angrily: "Please speak human language."

Gu Han ignored it.

A hint of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "I found it."

Before.

He had been looking for a new power of living beings, a power that was superior to the other five powers of living beings and could integrate them.

Now.

Dan Chen's words gave him inspiration and also let him find the right path!

Wang Ping has something to ask for, Feng Xiao has something to ask for, Xuanjie cultivators have something to ask for, and even Jiumo Wu Canghai has something to ask for...All living things have spirits, and they all have something to ask for!

Ask starts with a wish, and a wish comes from the heart.

Loyalty, courage, justice, regret, anger... In the final analysis, they are all the fruits sought by all living beings, and they are all the wishes of all living beings!

Boom boom boom!

In the heart lake, the towering tree that symbolizes the will of all living beings is shaking violently, and branches are growing out one by one. The worries of all living beings, the hatred of all living beings, the joy of all living beings... Although the power of all living beings is constantly increasing, there is no sense of disorder.

On the contrary.

The branches are intertwined and entangled with each other, gradually turning into the main trunk, and the color is gradually unified from the previous colorful colors to transparent colors.

Before the road is cut off.

Gu Han walked slowly forward, listening carefully, listening to the thoughts of all living beings, and sensing the wishes of all living beings!

The realm of only me.

It is about to be perfect!

Outside.

His originally out-of-control sword intent is also constantly inward and integrated from a foot away from his body. Although the speed is slow, it is very stable!

In the consciousness space.

The eternal sword intent of chaos trembled slightly, and while continuing to warn, it also had a bit of excitement.

"Oh?"

"Breakthrough already?"

Above the city wall, the weapon spirit thought: "So, before a strong person breaks through, he always has to stop talking?"

It was very curious.

It kept observing Gu Han's changes.

Time passed day by day.

In the blink of an eye, there were only three days left before the Hundred Days Battle, and the atmosphere in the Xuan Realm became more and more tense!

...

In the Xuan Dan Camp.

In order to supply the elixirs needed for the final battle, a group of alchemists went crazy and desperately overdrawn their lives to refine the elixirs. Every moment, a large amount of elixirs were refined and sealed and sent to the front line.

But...

Every day, there would be a few fewer alchemists in the Xuan Dan Camp!

At first.

It was the ordinary alchemists outside the Dan Tower. Later, even the famous alchemists in the Dan Tower could not hold on.

"Twenty-seven furnaces!"

In the No. 45 alchemy room, Dan Chen's hair was disheveled, black air was wrapped around his face, and black blood was faintly flowing out of his seven orifices. His life was about to come to an end.

But he didn't care at all.

"I refined twenty-seven furnaces today, very good, very good... I can refine more tomorrow..."

He didn't know how long he could last.

But he remembered Gu Han's words.

I can't die!

I must not die!

I must live to see him come back, see the great victory of the Xuanjie, and see the dawn of light!

...

Compared to the Xuandan Camp.

The situation of the Xuanjia Camp and the Xuanbing Camp was a bit worse.

Under the huge copper furnace.

In those densely packed caves with blazing intent, one by one the weapon refiners died of exhaustion, and the fire of the earth fire furnaces went out, and the excellent armor and standard magic weapons were continuously sent out.

Crack! Crack!

The overloaded Heavenly Furnace Fire caused the huge copper furnace to explode suddenly. From top to bottom, a terrifying crack appeared. Endless earth fire poured down, and in the blink of an eye, it submerged most of the Black Armor Camp and the Black Soldier Camp!

"Camp Master!"

A dozen weapon refiners broke into Lei Jun's cave and informed him of the situation.

Lei Jun slowly stopped his movements.

In less than a hundred days.

He was already gray-haired and thin. He had spent too much energy and life, and was no longer the strong man he used to be.

"Only these few people are left?"

He glanced at the crowd.

He spoke slowly, his voice was indescribably hoarse and tired.

No one answered.

Silence is the best answer.

"Where are the weapons?"

Lei Jun asked again: "Are they well prepared?"

"Report to the camp master!"

A weapon refiner said in a deep voice: "The frontline soldiers have sufficient armor and complete magic weapons. We... did it!"

"That's good."

Lei Jun felt relieved.

"Now, there is only one last thing left."

He turned his eyes.

He looked at the silver armor deep in the cave and said softly: "If the mountain has no spirit, the immortal will make it up. If the water has no spirit, the dragon will make it up... But do you know how to make up for the spirit of the weapon?"

Hearing this.

The weapon refiners looked at each other for a few times, with a flash of determination in their eyes, and spoke in unison.

"If the weapon has no spirit, people will make it up."

"That's right."

Lei Jun nodded with satisfaction, "Everyone, let us make up for the spirit of this armor!"

...

"Woo woo woo..."

On the top of the city, there was silence, only the occasional sobbing of the weapon spirit, which continued to sound.

Xuan character flag.

Born by the fortune of the Xuan Realm.

It could naturally sense the situation in the Xuan Realm, and naturally saw the alchemists and weapon refiners who kept falling. It was heartbroken and filled with sadness.

"Don't cry."

A gentle voice sounded, and it was from Gu Han!

"Woo... eh? Are you awake?"

The weapon spirit was startled and looked at Gu Han below. He saw that he had a restrained temperament, and the uncontrolled sword intent around him had been completely immersed in his body. Although he looked ordinary, he had a strange feeling that it couldn't describe.

"Did you succeed?"

"Almost."

Gu Han opened his eyes as the voice sounded!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

A sword intent of all living beings flashed in his eyes, and the whole Xuancheng trembled violently. It was actually pressed down three feet by a heavy intent from an unknown source! !

The realm of me only.

Infinitely close to the realm of perfection!

At this moment, he thought to himself that even if he met the barbarians in the demon palace, he would not be afraid at all!

Swish!

Before he could continue speaking, a dark silver light flew from the direction of the Black Armor Camp. In a moment, it landed in front of him and turned into a dark silver armor!

Black Armor!

Compared with the previous one, this armor was light and elegant, with a flash of spiritual light, and no longer had a trace of deadness and heaviness!

Touch the armor gently.

The Black Armor trembled, with a hint of intimacy, and instantly scattered, turning into a piece of armor, falling on him. On the armor, thousands of tiny restrictions lit up slightly, making him look like a god descending to earth!

Just one thought.

Gu Han understood what happened.

Armor without spirit, people make it up.

Lei Jun did what he said.

Although he didn't come, he personally delivered the Black Armor to Gu Han!