Chapter 483

The so-called holy Valley is actually very simple and the place is not big. There is a stone platform in the middle, on which a sword is provided.

However, the sword was not placed on the stone platform, but suspended, supported by colorful light, which was extraordinary.

On the edge of the stone platform, there is a rotating light door, because this is the center of the whole plain, and everyone comes from all directions, so this light door should be able to let them leave here and enter the next link.

"Holy sword!" everyone shouted and grabbed it one after another.

Chu Hao didn't do it, but the wild girl was in a hurry and said, "why don't we grab it?"

"Although it's rare to open here once, it hasn't happened in history, but this sword has always been here. It's estimated that it can't be taken away." Chu Hao shook his head.

"Oh!" the girl nodded. She was not interested. Her favorite thing was fighting except eating. Besides, she didn't use a sword.

Among the strongest war kings, purple's speed was the fastest. It crossed like light smoke. With a sweep of her hand, the holy sword fell into her hand.

She is a woman with long hair and waist, but her face is covered with a veil like Su Wanyue and Gu Qingcheng, so that people can't see her true face. But her figure is really good. She has a thin waist, rich hips and a full chest.

Because they haven't left this area yet, they can't start a war. Moreover, the most successful is the strongest war king. Of course, others don't have the mind to rob. They all stare at her.

Zi studied it carefully, put the holy sword back and said, "there's nothing special."

If she just said that there was nothing special, people might not believe it, but coupled with the later actions, many people believed it. Because there can be no war here. As long as she holds it in her hand, who can take it away?

Guan Feng went forward and took the holy sword. After a careful look, he shook his head and put the holy sword back.

Fu Tianying, Ma Tiandong and other strongest war kings came forward one after another, picked up the holy sword and studied it carefully, but none of them found that there was anything strange about the holy sword.

"What's the difference between the holy sword and the ordinary iron sword on the street?"

"Just an ordinary iron sword."

This is the conclusion drawn by the strongest war kings. They are no longer interested in this holy sword.

People can understand, otherwise only outsiders can enter here, and the way to leave is here. If this holy sword is really powerful and has not been taken away long ago, how can it stay here?

"Chu Hao, the next time I see you again, it's your time to die!" Yuan Tiangang said coldly to Chu Hao, and stepped into the light door with one foot. The figure flashed and disappeared.

"This is really a way to leave!"

"Go!"

Others also left one after another. These are outsiders who originally belonged to the poplar tribe, because they have no military skills to exchange, and there is nothing to miss here. Why not go?

Chu Hao walked over, picked up the holy sword and looked at it very carefully.

"Didn't you say you couldn't take it away?" the wild girl came up and said in a dissatisfied tone, "and everyone said it was useless!"

Chu Hao smiled and said, "just because everyone said it was useless, I was interested."

"Did you find anything different?" the girl asked again.

Chu Hao shook his head and said, "No."

No matter how you look at it, it's an ordinary iron sword. Its material is ordinary. Even martial arts disciples may not see it.

But are all the tribes here idiots? They pay countless blood to fight for such an ordinary iron sword?

impossible!

If the holy sword is so simple, isn't it too easy to pretend?

Chu Hao's heart moved and fiercely knocked the iron sword on the altar. How powerful he was. With such a stroke, the iron sword was immediately split.

"Oh, how did you break it? How can you make a job?" the wild girl exclaimed. Her big eyes turned around and hurriedly took Chu Hao's hand. "Let's hurry."

Hum, just at this time, there was a sudden change!

The fragments of the iron sword rose from the ground one after another, and then automatically fused together to form the original shape. Then a touch of brilliance flowed on the sword, and the sword immediately recovered.

"Eh?" now even Su Wanyue, Gu Qingcheng and Fu Xue were interested and looked at them one after another.

Noticing this scene also made many people cry out and hurriedly surrounded.

"It seems to have life and will recover by itself!" the wild girl was curious. "Play for me! Play for me!"

Chu Hao handed her the iron sword and said, "don't give it to others."

"I see, people are not stupid!" the girl said in a simple way and immediately began to play happily.

Chu Hao looked at the fat cat and said with divine knowledge, "what's going on?"

"The law of life is a branch of the wooden road!" the fat cat brightened his eyes and said to Chu Hao, "Blessed are you, this iron sword is attached with the law of life by an expert, so this sword can heal itself. If you can understand it, your life level may be greatly improved!"

"Rule, didn't you say that at least the God of war is qualified to understand?" Chu Hao immediately stared at the past.

"It's certainly impossible under normal circumstances, but the master who made this sword is really clever. He actually integrates the laws of heaven and earth into the sword. Although it's only a few fur, it's great. You open the flame furnace and directly refine the laws on the sword into your body." the fat cat said, "You don't need to understand the law. After you are injured, the law of life will work by itself to help you recover!"

Chu Hao was so excited that his physical cultivation reached the highest level that he could be reborn by dripping blood. It can be heard that fat cat said that this is his natural ability of physical cultivation. A part-time cultivation like him can only strengthen his physique and strengthen his recovery. He can't be so abnormal as dripping blood and reborn.

But if he can integrate these little rules of life, his resilience is not better than natural fitness, but at least it can be comparable - it can be pieced together.

He immediately said to the wild girl, "have you had enough?"

"No!" the girl shook her head quickly.

"I didn't play enough and I won't play for you. I'm useful!" Chu Hao said with a smile.

"You are really stingy. Here, let's play for you." the girl handed over the iron sword.

"I want to refine this sword. You wait for me here." Chu Hao said to Su Wanyue.

"No, you can refine an iron sword?" Gu Qingcheng spat out his tongue.

"After refining, you can recover like this iron sword?" Su Wanyue was also very shocked. After all, this ability is too amazing. Physical cultivation only makes the body strong and the recovery speed up, but it is impossible to revive the broken limb.

At least not at this stage.

"Hmm!" Chu Hao nodded.

The four women are happy for him. This ability is too strong. They sit around Chu Hao and protect the Dharma for him. Fortunately, people here can't hurt each other, so they don't need to be too nervous.

Chu Hao holds the iron sword and the flame furnace opens.

His ability should have been melting and refining, but this seemingly ordinary black sword was incomparably "tenacious" and could resist his refining power.

No, it can't be said that he can resist, but he just refined a little, and the iron sword will recover itself, making him completely useless.

He was shocked, but he expected that if his body could have such terrible recovery ability, it would undoubtedly improve his strength to a higher level!

Furnace, furnace, explode again!

Chu Hao urged his own ability to the extreme, desperately melting the iron sword, trying to make the refining speed exceed his recovery speed.

The people around were jealous. They all saw the scene of the iron sword's self-recovery. Naturally, they also wanted to study the mystery of the iron sword, but Chu Hao grabbed it in his hand, which made them extremely unhappy and wanted to rush up and grab it.

But there can be no war here. They will only be shocked when they rush up. They can only salivate secretly while blaming Chu Hao for his selfishness and monopolizing the sword to figure out its mystery.

Chu Hao didn't have time to pay attention to other people's ideas. He carried the iron sword and melted it constantly.

He launched the yellow flame, and the iron sword immediately turned into water, but it seemed that he really had life, constantly wriggling and trying to recover. In this process, a trace of unknown and unspeakable things entered Chu Hao's body and integrated with him.

Is this the law of life?

Chu Hao couldn't understand it at all, because his realm was too low, and he didn't even touch the level of the soul, let alone the law?

But whatever he does, all he needs now is strength. When the realm comes, it will be natural.

After three days, Chu Hao finally finished refining.

At this time, the iron sword in his hand had been completely transformed into molten iron, and because the law of life had been taken away, the peristalsis of molten iron seemed to have stopped, as if it were dead.

But if you look carefully, in fact, the molten iron is still creeping, but the speed is countless times slower.

"The expert who made this iron sword is absolutely the strongest. Although you have refined most of the laws of life, these residual laws are still evolving by yourself. As long as time is enough, they will be restored!" said the fat cat.

"In other words, the law in this sword may have been refined?" Chu Hao speculated.

"Maybe!" the fat cat nodded.

But that was at least tens of thousands of years ago. This area is rarely open and has not even been recorded in history. We can only find it from the ancestral records of Tonggu tribe. The last Jihad was tens of thousands of years ago.

"That's good." Chu Hao smiled. If the holy sword was really refined by him, the copper Valley tribe would have fought for nothing. Although the holy sword is "disabled", it still has a day to recover after all.

He helped and condensed the molten iron into a sword, which was barely recovered.