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Although as outsiders, Han Chen and the swordsman can't describe what it's like to have the divine sword and the soul fit together, it's certain that Lu Hongwei, who got the magic sword, has greatly increased his strength and is very keen.

After Lu Hongwei found the magic sword that matched his soul, he did not stay in the soul sword tomb for a long time. Instead, he directly held the sword and came to Han Chen. He looked at him very seriously and said, "brother Han Chen, my experience can be shared with you. In fact, I was very confused before I found the magic sword that matched with the soul. What kind of feeling is the soul fit Feeling? Now I tell you, when you hold the sword that fits your soul, you can feel that it's part of your body. It's like holding your right hand with your left hand. I'm sure you'll find the sword. Good luck, and I'll be waiting for you outside

After patting Han Chen on the shoulder, Lu Hongwei left directly.

"Swordsman, can you hear what he said just now?" Looking back at the swordsman, Han Chen asked excitedly.

"Yes."

"Well, now we speed up. After all, the time left for us is very limited. I hope we can all find the sword."

Time is pressing, and both Han Chen and Jiansheng are beginning to get nervous.

Life or death is doomed in less than two days. Under the tense atmosphere, the time passed quickly.

Seeing that there was less than a day left, suddenly, the swordsman who had been walking in the back suddenly burst out laughing wildly.

"Ha ha, I found it! I found the sword that matches my soul

Eyes a Lin, Han Chen subconsciously look back, see sword Saint so excited, he also sincerely bless him.

You should know that none of the people who enter the soul sword tomb can find his own sword, which is very valuable.

"Han Chen, I found a sword that fits my soul. What the man said just now is right. Now I hold this sword as if I were holding my left hand and right hand. It is an indispensable part of my body!" Excited incoherent, sword Saint facial expression moved way.

"Congratulations. I knew you would find the sword."

"Then you..."

"Don't you have time? You wait for me outside, and I'll come out! " Knowing that the swordsman was worried about himself, Han Chenlang said in a voice that he was as calm as possible.

"Well, I'll go out first. Remember, I'll wait for you at the cave entrance. If you don't come out for a day, I'll wait for you for a day; if you don't come out for a month, I'll wait for you for a year. Anyway, I will wait for you to come out! "

He swore that he was determined to wait for Han Chen to come out.

Whether the sword master said this is true or false, Han Chen was moved by his attitude.

Heavily nodded, Han Chen complacently said: "don't worry, I will come out!"

With the departure of the swordsman, there are only Han Chen and his two xuanhuang parts in the soul sword tomb.

"Han Chen, no matter life or death, we will accompany you!"

It seems to know that Han Chen is restless. At the critical moment, Lin Xiaoxue stands up and expresses their feelings firmly.

"Why are you all so pessimistic? Don't worry, soul sword tomb can't kill me. I still have enough time to find that magic sword

Reluctantly grinned, Han Chen didn't show his worry, although he was really worried.

The more nervous, the more time flies.

Seeing that less than half a column of incense was left after three days, Han Chen still could not find the sword he was destined for, which made him worry about it.

Ruyue, Lin Xiaoxue, Xiaoqing and Xiaohong didn't say anything more.

They knew in their hearts that this kind of thing could not help at all. The more comforted they were, the more worried he would be. They simply did not say anything. This was the greatest support for Han Chen.

There is life and death, wealth is in heaven.

Just when Han Chen was about to smell the smell of death, no one thought that one of them, xuanhuang, yelled excitedly and held up a red long sword. He was extremely excited.

Obviously, the sword that fits the soul has been found.

"Ha ha! I found it

Tuntian stone, such as the moon, Lin Xiaoxue and Xiaoqing, Xiaohong and others are also excited at this moment, do not know what to say, even tears can not help flowing down.

For them now, nothing is more exciting than finding the magic sword.

However, Han Chen's original master and another incarnation did not mean to be happy at all. They were also taut and even more severe than before.

"Han Chen, what's wrong with you? You have found the sword. Why are you not happy? "

Aware of the expression on Han Chen's face, Lin Xiaoxue asked suspiciously, quite incomprehensible.

"My avatar is different from that of ordinary people. He has his own consciousness and his own soul, so what he finds is just the sword that matches his soul, which has nothing to do with me. Not only that, I and the other xuanhuang have to find the other two swords within the time that half a column of incense is not available, otherwise, we will all dieHis face showed a bitter smile. The pressure of Han Chen, who was about to collapse, suddenly increased, making the whole person unable to breathe.

"But now there is less than half a column of incense left. What can we do?"

"There is no way. If you want to survive, there is only one way to find the other two swords in a limited time. There is no other way."

Without further waste of time, Han Chen, who is desperate, can only go on looking for it. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he can't give up.

A trace of time flowed away. When half of the incense had passed, another xuanhuang sub body screamed excitedly and held up a silver long sword.

Obviously, another Xuan Huang Fen Shen also found a magic sword that matched his soul. Now only Han Chen's original master has not been found.

"Sister xue'er, what should I do? What to do now? Time is coming. Can we do something to help Han Chen? "

Weak boneless small hand tightly grasp Lin Xiaoxue's hand, such as the moon anxious tears are falling down, she really does not want to see Han Chen die in front of her eyes.

"We can't despair. We must not despair until the last moment. There will be a miracle!" Shell teeth clench lips, Lin Xiaoxue Jiao body slightly trembling way.

She was obviously some can not hold on, but in the face of the collapse of the moon, or in an effort to comfort her.

As time went on, Han Chen's speed became faster and faster. Basically, each sword just glanced at it and left.

In the end, he had read all the nearly one million magic swords in the soul sword tomb, but he still couldn't find the one that matched his soul.

"How could that happen? I have verified all the magic swords. Why can't I find the sword that matches my soul? Did I miss it? "

Standing in front of the last sword, Han Chen looks pale. Under the threat of death, he can't calm down.

"Boy, there's another sword you didn't try."

When Han Chen didn't know what to do, suddenly, ZuLong's voice rang out again in his mind.

"Where? Where is the sword? " As if he had grasped the last straw to save his life, Han asked in a voice.

"In the middle of the soul sword tomb, there is a blood pool. All the blood from people who died here are injected into the blood pool. In the middle of the blood pool, there is a sword. You can try it and see if you have a fate with that sword!"

In ZuLong's reminder, Han Chen came to the blood pool for the first time.

He noticed this blood pool when he just came in, but the huge magic sword in the blood pool was really not flattering. From the appearance, it was completely carved from stone.

Han Chen can't believe it. This is the sword that ZuLong said.

"Old man, are you kidding me? This is not a magic sword at all, but a stone sword

"At this time, do you care what kind of sword it is? Do you want to be attacked by ten thousand swords? All the experts of Daluo Jinxian can't bear the sword spirit here. Do you think you can? The most important thing is to find the sword that matches your soul. This is the most important thing

"You're right. Now the most important thing is to live, no matter what kind of sword he is!"

After biting his teeth, Han Chen rushed to the stone sword in the blood pool.

Now he has less than ten seconds left.

If you can't find the sword that matches the soul in ten seconds, Han Chen will have only one way to die.

His eyes were bulging, and his forehead was dripping with sweat. Han Chen's hand, which was touching the stone sword, was shaking. This was his last chance.

Originally, I was expecting a miracle, but when I touched the stone sword with both hands, I didn't call at all.

Obviously, this is not the magic sword that matches Han Chen's soul.

"How could that happen? Am I destined to die here today

At this moment, Han Chen is still like a defeated attack. He really realizes the feeling of despair.

"No, I can't die! I have to live! "

After biting his teeth, Han Chen looks like he's out of his way. He punches on the stone sword. He's going to fight the soul sword tomb, which is one of the million magic swords.

"Kaka..."

"Bang Bang..."

However, what Han Chen didn't expect was that when his fist accidentally hit the stone sword, the stone sword cracked, and the stones on the sword fell one after another and fell directly into the blood pool.

"Han Chen, look, this is really a sword!"

Han Chen has sent the death sword, ready to fight, but at this time, the voice of Lin Xiaoxue sounded in his mind.

She seems to have found something in general, extremely excited, constantly urging Han Chen to try the last chance as soon as possible.

"Why? How could this happen? This is really a sword

Sensing something wrong, Han Chen looked at the stone sword subconsciously and was surprised to find that the so-called stone sword was only the appearance. What was wrapped in the stone sword was the real divine sword - a bloody giant sword."Dangdang..."

Time goes by quietly. Three days have passed.

At this time, the millions of magic swords in the soul sword tomb seemed to be summoned. They clanged and broke away from the control of the earth's surface. They all pointed their swords at Han Chen and could stab them at any time.

"I'm the one!"

At the bottom of my heart, Han Chen felt his hands on the bloody sword before those magic swords stabbed.

At this moment, a miracle happened.

When Han Chen's hands touched the bloody sword, it was as if it had been activated. The blood was so bright that millions of swords in the soul sword tomb fell to the ground without warning.

"Wanmie blood sword! This is the wanmie blood sword that matches my soul

His eyes were staring at the bloody sword. Although there was no blood to recognize the owner, Han Chen's mind rang out a strange voice and said the name of the bloody sword.

At the same time, Han Chen has a feeling that the wanmie Blood Sword seems to be a part of his body and has been completely integrated into his own soul and soul. It seems that the process of recognizing the LORD with blood has been avoided.

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