Fantasy Simulator

Beside him, listening to Xiao Han's words, Song Qingruo looked suspiciously in his eyes.

But out of trust in Xiao Han, she still nodded, subconsciously stretched out her hand, and held the ancient sword in front of her.

A cold touch instantly reflected in the palm of the hand, giving people a unique experience.

And after the cold, there was an inexplicable warm feeling.

It's like being in the middle of a flame, that feeling is very unique, like being in a flame and being burned by the flame.

But this process is not painful, on the contrary very comfortable.

An inexplicable force poured in from the ancient sword in front of them, following that inexplicable connection, poured into the two of them.

Feeling all this, Song Qingruo was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

In her body, the power emerging from the ancient sword is warming her body and mind, slowly improving her body.

Previously, because of the Futu Sword, Song Qingruo's body's original sword body had been forcibly taken away. At this moment, his body fell into an unprecedented weak state, and even his own cultivation was about to regress.

But at this moment, things are different.

Accompanied by the influx of power, Song Qingruo's body began to recover, and even the origin, which had been weakened to the limit, felt stronger again.

Under the nourishment of this force, Song Qingruo's breath began to recover, and his pale face became bloody again.

The power is astounding.

"how?"

From the side, Xiao Han's voice came.

Standing beside him, he looked at Song Qingruo in front of him and asked with some concern.

"It's amazing..."

In the same place, Song Qingruo could not help but let out a sigh as he felt the changes in his body.

By this time, she also understood what was going on.

"There is such a good fortune in this world..."

Various thoughts flashed through her mind, and then she sighed, a little surprised.

By this time, she also wanted to understand something.

For example, Xiao Han back then.

As early as the beginning, Xiao Han was just an ordinary disciple in Qionghua Sword Sect. He had neither outstanding aptitude nor background.

And since that time when he returned from the sword mound, Xiao Han seemed to be a different person. Not only did he make great breakthroughs in his cultivation, but he also performed even better in his aptitude, which is amazing.

In the past, Song Qingruo thought it was because Xiao Han deliberately hid his clumsiness and concealed himself in the past.

But thinking about it now, I'm afraid it's not the case.

The reason why he was able to change like this was all due to the fortune of the ancient sword in front of him.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, and Song Qingruo felt a little relieved.

In front of him, the power transmitted by the ancient sword also gradually weakened, and finally almost disappeared.

Xiao Han and the two turned around and looked around.

Sure enough, the original strong original aura around him has disappeared at this moment.

Looking at it like this, it seems that all of it has been absorbed by the ancient sword.

When the source is exhausted, naturally there will be no more feedback blessings on them.

"let's go......."

Xiao Han looked around, looked at the desolate scenes in the Sword Tomb, and said softly.

This trip to the Sword Tomb was full of twists and turns for them.

And by this time, it was time for them to leave.

Of course, even if they don't leave, the repulsive power of Jianzhong will come.

Normally speaking, once the sword mound is opened, one can stay in it for several months.

But the previous battle was too fierce, even for Jianzhong, it was enough to cause huge trauma, and it took a long time to cultivate.

Under such circumstances, the power of the sword mound itself was rapidly consumed, and it was already close to being closed at this moment.

Even if Xiao Han and the two wanted to forcefully stay here, they couldn't stay for long.

Instead of that, it's better to leave first.

After all, in the outside world, they still have a lot of things to do.

After making up their minds, they prepared to cross the teleportation circle and leave the sword mound.

But at this time, in their hands, the ancient sword was trembling, and there was a divine light on it, shining in all directions.

In the end, Gu Jian broke away from Xiao Han's palm and flew into the air.

"This is?"

Looking at Gu Jian's appearance at this moment, Xiao Han and Xiao Han looked at each other, both a little puzzled.

"You...don't want to leave with us?"

After a moment of silence, Xiao Han looked at the ancient sword in front of him, and then said tentatively.

Divine soldiers have spirits, this is something he has known for a long time.

Ordinary divine soldiers still have their own spiritual existence, let alone the ancient sword in front of them.

With the power of the ancient sword in front of him, the wisdom of the sword spirit in it will not be inferior to that of a human, or even surpass it.

For such divine weapon spirits, if they are not willing, no one will be able to subdue them.

Standing where he was, Xiao Han couldn't help becoming nervous.

The ancient sword in front of him is related to his future path.

With the ability of the ancient sword, it is enough to give him great help and help him

Break through levels and reach higher levels.

Of course, all of this is based on the fact that Gu Jian is willing to leave with him.

And what if Gu Jian is unwilling to leave with him?

Xiao Han's heart tightened, but there was nothing he could do about it. He could only silently stare at the ancient sword in front of him, feeling the brilliance blooming in it.

Fortunately, in the end, that bad situation didn't really happen.

In front of him, the ancient sword was shining brightly, as if he was hesitating, but in the end, he calmed down and landed on the spot.

Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at it like this, although the sword spirit in the ancient sword hesitated, he finally chose to leave with him.

The worst didn't happen.

"Fortunately, fortunately..."

He hurried forward, carefully put away the ancient sword, and then left with Song Qingruo.

In a place that Xiao Han couldn't find, Chen Heng watched the movements of Xiao Han and the two of them, and shook his head silently.

"Let's follow you for a few years."

He looked at the strong destiny above Xiao Han's head, and this thought flashed in his mind.

To be honest, among the many people Chen Heng has met so far, Xiao Han is not the most suitable host.

If Chen Heng had to choose someone to be his sword master, then he would rather choose Song Qingruo beside him.

At least, the opponent is an innate sword body, no matter whether he is talented or talented, he is not weak.

On the other hand, Xiao Han, apart from possessing the Mandate of Heaven, has no one comparable to him in other aspects.

It doesn't matter aptitude, Chen Heng doesn't care, as long as he is willing, he can help him make up for it at any time.

But talent, will, Dao heart... No one can help him with these.

Excluding the influence of destiny, in these aspects, Xiao Han is not as good as Huo Changliu before him, so naturally he can't make Chen Heng look up to him.

As for destiny?

This thing is a consumable.

Perhaps in some stories, the protagonist will always be the protagonist and will not change.

But in the world of real evolution, no one is the eternal protagonist.

Mandate is expendable.

The so-called Man of Destiny will be beaten back to his original form after his Destiny is exhausted.

At that time, what it should look like is what it looks like.

The fate in Xiao Han's body in front of him was quite strong in the first place.

But after the previous battle, he confronted Huo Changliu tit for tat, and already consumed nearly half of his destiny.

This is the price of being a hero.

If Xiao Han could judge the situation, protect himself, and not participate in this battle, his destiny would not be consumed so quickly, and it could last for quite a long time.

But now, in order to protect himself from Huo Changliu's hands, his destiny had to be consumed faster in order to find vitality, which eventually resulted in the duration of his destiny being greatly shortened.

This is why Chen Heng made a timely move.

Otherwise, judging from the situation at the time, Xiao Han's destiny consumption would be even more serious.

"I hope you won't regret it in the future."

Looking at the appearance of Xiao Han and Song Qingruo, Chen Heng shook his head secretly, not optimistic about Xiao Han's future.

However, Chen Heng did not object to leaving with Xiao Han.

This is well thought out.

In this sword mound, Chen Heng has already obtained what he should have obtained, and if he continues to stay in this sword mound, he may not be able to get much improvement.

Moreover, judging by the severity of this war, the Sword Tomb will probably be closed for a long time to come.

It may not be so easy for outsiders to re-enter.

If Chen Heng didn't choose to leave this time, if he wanted to leave this sword mound in the future, it might not be so easy.

Therefore, after hesitating for a moment, Chen Heng finally chose to leave the sword mound and go to the outside world.

In front of him, the golden teleportation gate slowly opened, and it just appeared here.

Chen Heng watched all this, and then watched Song Qingruo and Xiao Han slowly move forward and leave this place with his own eyes.

They moved forward slowly and left.

Behind him, the gate of the Sword Tomb was slowly closed, and it was now in a closed state.

boom!

There was a crisp sound.

The breath of the outside world came.

When he came to the outside world, Chen Heng observed for a moment.

There is a lush bamboo forest in front of you, and the energy around is a bit chaotic. It seems that monks are fighting fiercely with each other.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Han and Song Qingruo looked at each other, then they both moved forward and rushed over.

Then, a big battle is about to break out.

Chen Heng watched it for a while, and then felt bored.

Compared with the previous war of gods, the level of confrontation in this area is too weak.

The fighting among the monks around seemed fierce, but in fact, the highest spiritual level was not high.

It is rare to see even monks in the Broken Alchemy Realm, let alone a higher level.

Looking at it this way, the so-called Qionghua Sword Sect is at this level.

Chen Heng felt bored in his heart. After thinking for a while, he slowly closed his eyes and fell into silence by himself.

In the previous sword mound, he absorbed the origin of the eight physiques.

At the moment those eight books

The source is still precipitated in his body, and has not been fully absorbed and digested.