Fantasy Simulator

"Is this the strength of Senior Sister Song..."

All the way forward, looking at the pile of strength under his feet, Xiao Han's expression is still a little dazed.

Since following Song Qingruo to leave the place where he was before, he has followed Song Qingruo in front of him all the way to this place.

Although the result is simple, the process is not as simple as imagined.

Along the way, there was blood everywhere.

Not their own, of course, but someone else's.

Song Qingruo in front of him is simply a god of death.

Xiao Han had always felt that holding a killing sword and being able to increase his cultivation base by killing was already crazy enough. He almost wanted to go up and kill someone when he saw someone.

But compared with the Song Qingruo in front of him, this is nothing.

In Xiao Han's view, Song Qingruo in front of him looked like a murderous god.

Along the way, whenever she meets someone who is not a disciple of the Qionghua Sword Sect, this young lady has only one word, kill.

Her cultivation base is very high, and her strength as high as the realm of transforming spirits is already the ultimate in this sword mound.

And its combat power is even more terrifying.

Previously, Xiao Han witnessed with his own eyes that a deacon of the Huangquan sect who was in the same realm as Song Qingruo was beheaded by his sword. The whole process was clean and neat, almost as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

In the hands of Song Qingruo, the deacon of Huangquan sect was beheaded here with a single sword, without even being able to block ten moves, leaving only a bloody corpse.

Xiao Han watched the whole process in shock.

Looking at it like this, even if they are both at the level of transforming spirits, because of the gap in physique, secret law, cultivation level, etc., the combat power of each other is also very different.

In this regard, Song Qingruo, who has a congenital sword body and is the daughter of the leader of the Qionghua sect, is undoubtedly the best. His strength is in the entire level of transforming spirits, and there are probably few people who can match it.

Horror is extremely terrifying.

But it's also reassuring.

At least looking at Song Qingruo in front of him, Xiao Han felt at ease, and didn't have to worry about being killed anytime soon.

joke.

With the Lord in front of me, it's really not certain who will kill who.

But it's a pity for the corpses here.

Looking at the corpses under his feet, Xiao Han felt a little regretful.

The pile of corpses under his feet was not a corpse in his opinion, but a pile of cultivation growth packages.

If it wasn't for Song Qingruo, who was on the side, who didn't dare to expose Gu Jian's ability in front of him, Xiao Han would definitely do it immediately without saying a word.

Unfortunately........

Looking at Song Qingruo who was walking silently in front of him with a cold expression, Xiao Han felt sorry, and finally dispelled the dangerous thought in his heart.

If Gu Jian's ability is exposed in front of the opponent, it may be easy for Gu Jian to be taken away by the opponent.

The most fearful thing is that the other party directly treats him as some crooked way, and directly chops him down with a sword.

At that time, there will be nowhere to complain.

Thinking of this, Xiao Han could only bear it no matter how much his heart moved.

With a silent sigh, he finally moved forward and followed Song Qingruo's figure.

"Senior Sister Song... Are we almost there?"

Looking at Song Qingruo's back, Xiao Han couldn't help but ask.

Counting the time, they have been gone for several days now.

At this moment, the time for the magic circle to open again may not be far away.

But Song Qingruo didn't show any signs of going back, and she didn't know what to do.

Listening to Xiao Han's words, Song Qingruo's body paused, and then said without looking back: "Hurry up."

Xiao Han was helpless, but he looked around, feeling the vague aura, and finally had no choice but to follow.

To be honest, he didn't know what Song Qingruo wanted to do, but now, he could only follow.

Otherwise, if he escaped from Song Qingruo's protection, under the current situation, he might be found within minutes.

All the way forward, they walked all the way, and finally came to another area.

An inexplicable aura emerged from the front, like the edge of a divine sword coming out of the body, which made people feel horrified and inexplicable.

After arriving here, a faint sword intent appeared all around, covering this place, which was particularly astonishing.

Just as Xiao Han approached this place, he felt a terrifying aura lurking, which made him feel a burst of fear in his heart.

God soldiers!

There is the aura of divine soldiers floating here and there, and that kind of huge aura is scattered in all directions, even a monk like him who refines Qi can be keenly aware of it.

This is really a fatal situation.

There is a magical weapon in this place.

Xiao Han couldn't help holding the ancient sword in his hand, then turned around and looked at Song Qingruo in front of him.

Did she know about this situation?

Or is it that her purpose is actually for this divine weapon?

Xiao Han couldn't help but flashed various thoughts in his mind.

"Sure enough, you are here."

A voice came from ahead.

Xiao Han looked up, just in time to see in front of him, a figure skipped and emerged from here.

It was a figure in a black robe, its entire body was covered, and its real appearance could not be seen clearly. It could only be judged from the voice, it was probably an old man.

"As promised, I'm here."

Song Qingruo raised his head, looked at the old man in front of him, and then said lightly: "Now, get out of the way."

"Since you are here, I will keep my promise and make way for you."

The old man looked at Song Qingruo, then smiled and said, "However, I cannot guarantee the result."

"Now, please come in."

While speaking, he stepped aside from the road, revealing the appearance behind him.

It is a passage leading to the depths, in which there is an unrivaled sword energy sweeping across it, which is very sharp and astonishing.

"This is........"

Xiao Han was terrified in his heart, and his footsteps could not help but pause.

But at the side, Song Qingruo didn't hesitate at all.

Under Xiao Han's gaze, she took a step forward and walked in.

Seeing this, even though Xiao Han hesitated, he could only bite the bullet and follow in.

Beside him, looking at the figures of Xiao Han and the two who entered, the old man smiled and did not do much, just watched them leave.

"It's just right... using an innate sword body to sacrifice the sword, it should be considered a good sacrifice..."

Looking at the figures of Song Qingruo and the two of them, he spoke softly.

...................

All the way to the end, is an empty area.

In front of him was a barren wilderness, and the concentration of vitality around him was extraordinarily strong, even if it was not inferior to the Qionghua Sword Sect's spirit vein essence place, it was a good place for cultivation.

If Xiao Han was able to practice in such a place before entering the Sword Tomb, he would probably wake up laughing from his dreams.

But now, there was no joy in his heart, instead he was extraordinarily dignified, staring closely at the front.

Strictly speaking, it was the sword that was staring at the front.

There is a huge altar.

On the altar, there is a long sword standing straight there, with a faint golden light shining on it, which looks extraordinarily bright and beautiful.

There is a vast and majestic display on the long sword, and I haven't really approached it. Just feeling the aura presented by the long sword makes people feel horrified, like being stabbed in the chest by a long sword, there is an inexplicable feeling Thriller.

And the unique aura on it made Xiao Han couldn't help but grit his teeth, feeling a sense of insignificance.

God soldiers!

This is a magic weapon.

And by the looks of it, the visit has been here for a long time.

I just don't know why those people didn't take it away before, but left it here alone.

Logically, this shouldn't be right.

A magical weapon, what a precious thing, even for those famous sects, it is enough to be a treasure of inheritance.

Anyone who sees it will go crazy over it.

Even Xiao Han couldn't help feeling an urge to rush forward and take it away the first moment he saw this divine weapon.

But soon, he held back.

Different from the ancient sword in his hand that had long been silent, the divine weapon in front of him was obviously not something easy to get along with.

If he rushed forward, he would have overestimated his capabilities and would have killed himself.

Beside him, Song Qingruo walked up without any hesitation.

She took a step, moved forward slowly, and walked to the long sword in front of her step by step.

The surrounding majesty was so terrifying, but it didn't seem to affect him in the slightest, allowing him to walk forward unimpeded and make contact with the long sword.

Finally, under Xiao Han's gaze, she stretched out her arm and grasped the long sword.

Click...

There was a light sound across here, like the sound of a long sword coming out of its body.

Under Xiao Han's perception, the moment Song Qingruo held the long sword, the sword intent around him began to boil and rise and fall suddenly.

A wave of sword intent swept across all directions and emerged here, as if a storm was about to hang.

Song Qingruo's body stopped immediately, just froze in place, and the power contained in the long sword confronted each other and could not be intertwined.

She is using her own will to contact the spirit of the divine weapon, trying to subdue the divine weapon in front of her.

Xiao Han was amazed by such actions, and also made him nervous.

"I don't know if Senior Sister Song can succeed?"

Xiao Han was nervous, and his eyes were fixed on the front, looking at Song Qingruo.

Under his gaze, it didn't take long for Song Qingruo's body to move again.

In her eyes, a gleam of light appeared, like an invincible sword energy sweeping all directions, splitting the primordial chaos.

The next moment, she straightened her body and pulled out the long sword in her hand with force with her arms, letting it escape from the altar.

In an instant, the wind and rain blew up, and the vitality in all directions was boiling.

The majesty of the magic weapon is displayed, which is immediately frightening.

"It worked."

Xiao Han was startled suddenly, and then this thought flashed in his mind.

Song Qingruo deserves to be Song Qingruo.

As an innate sword body, she has a strong affinity for Qi Ling that is different from ordinary people.

This point was brought into full play in the process of surrendering the divine soldiers.

The spirituality of the divine soldier was awakened again by her, and she pulled it out.

But before she could do anything, the surrounding

Thunder began to flicker.

There are bursts of thunder rumbling all around, passing through the four directions, shaking the ground here.

That's... Bing Jie.