Chapter 615

"Magic soldiers..."

Huo Changliu pulled a sneer on his face and then opened his mouth: "let me see if these magic soldiers can help you and save your life under this floating butcher sword!"

Boom!

With the words of Huo Changliu falling down, in the air, streams of China flickered and rushed forward.

In front of Xiao Han's body, the Golden Dragon chopping sword bloomed brilliance, in which the brilliance was extremely bright, and then it fell straight. That kind of power seemed to be enough to create a world, which was particularly frightening.

Not far away, the killer gun also bloomed. Its body trembled slightly, breathed the vitality of the four sides spontaneously, and then stabbed forward fiercely.

One shot, the world subverts!

This piece of heaven and earth began to boil, and every bit of chaotic gas began to diffuse and swing here.

The laws of heaven and earth are dissipating and enveloping the four directions.

Whether it is a floating butcher sword, a dragon chopping sword or a killing magic gun, as a land magic weapon, its power is undoubtedly very strong, and even has its own unique field.

To some extent, with their own fields, these local magic soldiers actually have some legendary characteristics, and their levels are far from ordinary.

At this moment, their power blooms, the breath of law they represent rippling, and the power of terror rippling, almost knocking this area into nothingness.

Boom!

In the nothingness, thunders cut away the nothingness, broke the darkness and broke all isolation.

In all this nothingness, three lights flicker and go out indefinitely, each cutting through a nothingness darkness and illuminating the four directions.

The sword tomb began to vibrate endlessly, and your huge power surged. Even this sword tomb seemed unbearable and began to collapse spontaneously.

In mid air, the sword mound Dharma array, which once flashed by, was launched again. It seemed to feel the power of divine weapon collision. At this moment, it began to activate spontaneously to protect this sword mound from the aftermath of the divine weapon war.

In mid air, the power of three earth magic soldiers is projected into three suns of different sizes. At this moment, the sun is everywhere.

The bright radiance flashes, which shines on the heaven and earth and cuts through nothingness.

Whether it is a floating butcher sword, a killer gun, or a dragon cutting sword, it represents a supreme attack. Even if the local divine soldiers are outstanding, once it breaks out, it is enough to shock the gods.

At this moment, the three magic soldiers collided like this, and the brilliance spread out, turned into stars, scattered everywhere, and broke a piece of heaven and earth.

The whole sword tomb vibrated endlessly, as if the heaven and earth were about to be destroyed.

Under this shock, Xiao Han went to the front, held song qingruo and quickly left here, hiding in a safe place.

The sword tomb is too dangerous at the moment.

With the confrontation of the three local magic soldiers, the whole sword tomb has undoubtedly become a dangerous battlefield, and there are terrible killing opportunities to escape.

Let alone participate in the cultivation of Xiao Han's spirit. I'm afraid they will fall even if they are only infected with it. There will be no accident.

"Is that all?"

Xiao Han looked at the battlefield ahead and thought.

Standing where he was, he raised his head and looked up at the sky.

There, three Suns are hanging high and competing with each other.

However, it is obvious that the power of the futu sword is still above the Dragon cutting sword and the God killing gun.

This does not mean that the power of the floating Tu sword is really above the Dragon cutting sword and the God killing gun, just because the situation is different.

Dragon chopping sword and killer gun are not the arrival of noumenon. What is coming at this moment is only a virtual shadow, and its power is not as powerful as when it was in its heyday.

The futu sword is the noumenon here.

In addition, the existence of Huo Changliu, the sword owner, can give great support to futu sword.

With each passing day, the power of each other will naturally be different.

In midair, the two are at a stalemate at the moment. Look at this, no one can think of what to do.

Although the floating butcher sword is strong, there is still a large number of magic weapons after the two magic weapons of dragon cutting sword and God killing gun.

They are also divine soldiers. Although these human divine soldiers are far less powerful than the local divine soldiers, they can not be underestimated. In addition, there are eight or nine of them.

The quantity gap is so large that even if there is still a gap in quality, it is enough to make up for it.

Xiao Han observed the war of divine soldiers, but he couldn't help feeling some regret.

"Did that magic soldier still not admit me after all?"

Standing where he was, he murmured to himself, holding song qingruo in his arms. He couldn't help feeling sorry.

Song qingruo understands Xiao Han's regret.

The magic soldiers in this sword tomb are far more than those in front of us.

At least, the ancient magic weapon Xiao Han once obtained will never be inferior to the two local magic weapons of dragon cutting sword and God killing gun.

But now, under Xiao Han's call, the ancient magic weapon did not appear and responded to Xiao Han's call.

Obviously, the other party did not recognize Xiao Han, so he ignored his call.

Xiao Han felt the result and couldn't help regretting.

But soon, he perked up again, forced himself up and looked at the magic battlefield in the air.

What he didn't know was that in the distance, the ancient magic soldier he was thinking about was also watching here and paying attention to him at the moment.

"Is there another move?"

Chen Heng observed the battlefield ahead and muttered to himself.

He could feel the calling power ahead.

That power comes from the world stone and the previous jade pendant, which can be felt by any divine soldier existing in this sword tomb.

Of course, although we can feel it, the magic force is also extremely powerful and has a certain degree of autonomy.

Unless Tiangu sword respects his relatives, no one can forcibly call on the magic soldiers of the whole sword tomb.

Chen Heng didn't pay attention to the summoning power, but looked at the scene in front of him.

"Those origins are good things..."

He first looked at the place where the futu sword had been, on the vast altar.

There, the origin prepared by Huo Changliu and others for the futu sword still exists.

The eight origins on the altar are derived from the eight unique constitutions of the world, which are continuously collected by Huo Changliu and the forces behind him for hundreds of years.

These origins were originally used on the futu sword to restore its peak and condense a complete form.

Now, the ceremony has been forcibly interrupted, and these sources have not been completely exhausted, leaving about half.

In Chen Heng's opinion, these are good things.

Futu sword needs these origins to re condense the body and gather its own origin. Chen Heng also needs these origins to strengthen himself and enhance its origin.

To some extent, Chen Heng, who has the divinity of killing and swallowing scriptures, has a much stronger demand for these origins than the floating Tu sword.

At the moment, looking at these things, Chen Heng couldn't help feeling a little excited.

However, even though he was excited, Chen Heng still didn't act for the first time.

Not yet.

He turned his eyes and watched the magic war in the air, and his energy shifted for it.

Those magic soldiers have their own unique power of law. Now, under the war, their respective fields are displayed, and the law runes are flying and displayed.

In Chen Heng's view, it is also particularly wonderful and has a great harvest.

As far as he is concerned, there is no need for action at the moment.

Until the end of this magic war, he will take those sources again, which is the best time.

Standing where he was, various thoughts flashed through Chen Heng's heart. Then he became silent and returned to normal again.

Ahead, the magic war continues.

In mid air, the futu sword is in full bloom. The crimson sword looks like blood dripping. It turns into a bloody sun, which presses all directions and suppresses everything in all directions.

On the futu sword, the magic texture on it is jumping at the moment. The images of magic seem to live directly and start their own actions.

Each Dharma phase shows that it extends from the futu sword, rushes forward and sweeps the virtual shadow of those magic soldiers.

In the middle of the air, the virtual shadows of divine soldiers moaned, and then directly escaped in the middle of the air, disappeared without a trace, and disappeared directly under the futu sword.

And with all this, a vision began to happen.

Click

A crisp sound came out and attracted all the attention.

Xiao Han looked up and just saw that in front of him, the green world stone was blooming. At the moment, a slight crack on it began to emerge.

"This is..."

Looking at this scene, his eyes shrunk and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"Has it finally reached its limit?"

In front, Huo Changliu's cold voice came, and now he gave a sneer: "I have been urging the power of the sword tomb for a long time, and summoned many magic soldiers to come from the virtual shadow. Even if it is the power of the world stone, I'm afraid it can't support it."

While talking, the floating Tu sword continued to rush forward in the air. Suddenly, it seemed that a demon God raised and revealed that a pair of bloody eyes looked forward and tore everything.

Bang!

Without too much words, just for a moment, the virtual shadows of divine soldiers were directly torn apart. Except for the two virtual shadows of ground divine soldiers, dragon cutting sword and God killing gun, all the other virtual shadows of divine soldiers were torn and disappeared.

With this process, in front of Xiao Han, the cracks on the world stone became clearer, and a bit of brilliance dissipated and dissipated in the whole sword tomb.

"It's time to end."

Smoke and dust filled the front. A figure like a demon stepped forward, raised the crimson long sword in his hand, and cut it down directly towards Xiao Han.

This time, the virtual shadow of the divine soldiers that originally shrouded the four sides and closely sheltered Xiao Han and them has disappeared, and nothing can stop Huo Changliu again.

"Is it over?"

Feeling the terror and majesty coming towards himself, as well as the terror and majesty from the futu sword, which seems to rush directly to the soul, Xiao Han was relieved and flashed the idea at the moment.

There is no hope.

At this moment, Xiao Han's means have been exhausted, and there are no more cards.