"Is this the strength of Senior Sister Song?"

Looking forward all the way, Xiao Han's face was still a little dazed.

Since following Song Qingruo and leaving his previous place, he has followed Song Qingruo in front of his followers and came here.

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

Along the way, there was blood everywhere.

Of course it is not theirs, but someone else's.

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

Xiao Han had always felt that holding a killing sword in his hand and being able to increase his cultivation through killing is already crazy enough. He almost wanted to go up and kill and see someone.

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

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

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

Her cultivation is very high, and her strength is as high as the realm of the Spirit Transformation Realm, which is already the ultimate in this sword tomb.

And its combat power is even more terrifying.

Previously, Xiao Han saw with his own eyes that a deacon Huangquan who was at the same level of spiritual transformation as Song Qingruo was killed by his sword. The whole process was clean and neat, almost as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

The deacon Huangquan was unable to block even ten moves in Song Qingruo's hands, and was killed by his sword, leaving only a bloody corpse.

Xiao Han was extremely shocked when he watched the whole process.

It seems that even though they are both at the same level of spiritual transformation, the difference in physical constitution, secret techniques, and cultivation levels is very different from each other's combat power.

In this regard, Song Qingruo, who is the daughter of the Qionghua Sect leader, is undoubtedly the top-notch. His strength is probably not comparable to that of the entire spiritual transformation level.

Horror is extremely terrifying.

But it's 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 directly at any time.

joke.

With the Lord in front of you, it’s not certain who will kill whom.

But it's a pity that the corpse is here.

Xiao Han looked at the corpse under his feet, feeling a little regretful.

In his opinion, the pile of corpses under his feet were not corpses, but a bunch of growth packs of cultivation.

If it weren't for the fact that Song Qingruo was not afraid to expose the ability of the ancient sword in front of him, Xiao Han would definitely take action immediately without saying a word.

It's a pity

Looking at Song Qingruo, who was walking silently in front of him, Xiao Han felt regretful, and finally gave up the dangerous idea in his heart.

If the ability of the ancient sword is exposed in front of the opponent, I am afraid that the ancient sword will be taken away by the opponent.

What I fear most is that the other party directly treats him as a wrong path and directly slashes him with one sword.

By then, there will be nowhere to complain.

Thinking of this, no matter how moved it, Xiao Han could only endure it.

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

"Sister Song, are we almost here?"

Looking at Song Qingruo's back, Xiao Han couldn't help but speak and asked.

Calculate the time, they have been away for several days now.

At this moment, the time when the magic array is opened again is probably not far away.

But Song Qingruo showed no sign of going back, and he didn't know what to do.

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

Xiao Han was helpless, but he looked around and felt the faint breath, and finally he had to follow him.

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

Otherwise, if he had escaped from Song Qingruo's protection, he would have been found in minutes with the current situation.

As they walked forward, they walked all the way and finally arrived at another area.

An inexplicable aura emerged from the front, like the sharp edge of the magic sword leaving the body, making people feel terrified and an inexplicable feeling.

After coming here, a faint sword intent appeared around him, covering him here, which was particularly amazing.

When Xiao Han was just approaching here, he felt a terrifying aura lurking, which made him feel a sense of fear.

Divine weapon!

The aura of the divine weapon was rising and falling here, and the huge aura was scattered everywhere, and even a qi-refining cultivator like him could keenly detect it.

This is a real fatal situation.

There is a magic 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 before her?

Or is her purpose actually for this magic weapon?

Xiao Han couldn't help but think of all kinds in his heart.

"You are indeed here."

A sound came from afar.

Xiao Han looked up and saw a figure skipping past and emerging here.

It was a figure wearing a black robe, covered all over his body, unable to see his true appearance, and he could only judge from his voice that he was probably an old man.

"As promised, I've come 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, "But, what the result is not something I can guarantee."

"Now, please come in."

While speaking, he made way and showed his appearance behind him.

It was a passage to the depths, with the extraordinary sword energy sweeping across it, which looked very sharp and amazing.

"This is"

Xiao Han was horrified and his steps couldn't help but pause.

But on the side, Song Qingruo did not hesitate at all.

As Xiao Han looked at her, she took a step forward and walked in.

Seeing this, even though Xiao Han hesitated, he could only follow him in with his teeth.

Beside him, looking at the figures of Xiao Han and the others entering, the old man smiled and did not do much, but just watched them leave.

"It just so happens that a sword is used to sacrifice a sword, which should be considered a good sacrifice."

He looked at the figures of Song Qingruo and the others and spoke softly

As we walked to the end, there was an empty area.

In front of me is a barren field, and the concentration of vital energy around me is particularly strong. Even the essence of the Qionghua Sword Sect is not inferior to the essence of the spiritual veins. It is a good place for cultivation.

If Xiao Han could practice in such a place before entering the sword tomb, he would probably wake up from a smile in his dreams.

But now, he was not happy at all, but was particularly solemn, staring tightly ahead.

Strictly speaking, it is the sword staring at the front.

There is a huge altar.

There was a long sword on the altar and visited it straight there, with a faint golden light shining on it, which looked particularly brilliant and beautiful.

The sword has a vast majesty and has not been truly approached yet. It is just that the aura presented on the sword is terrifying, as if it is stabbed in the chest by a sword, and there is an inexplicable sense of terror.

And the unique aura on it made Xiao Han unable to help but grit his teeth and feel a sense of insignificance.

Divine weapon!

This is a magic weapon.

And looking at this, I have been visiting here for a long time.

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

Logically speaking, this shouldn't be true.
To be continued...