Fantasy Simulator Chapter 617: Changes

Time slowly passed.

In the same place, Huo Changliu looked at the front earnestly, staring there with a tight eye, looking a little nervous inexplicably.

Of course, this tension is actually quite normal.

The Buddha Sword in front of them is what they have been looking forward to for hundreds of years.

In order to shape the Buddha statue in front of them, they arranged for hundreds of years, designing it all the way, and don't know how much they paid to get the result now.

If this is not even possible, then it is undoubtedly a desperate thing.

Thinking of this, everyone at the scene stared at the door closely, and their faces were extremely nervous.

Invisible, a tense atmosphere emerged.

Fortunately, the scene that emerged from the front did not disappoint them.

Along with the passing of time, including Song Qingruo, the origins of nine unique physiques were slowly extracted and merged into the illusory long sword ahead.

As this action continued, the body of the Buddha statue gradually became solid, as if it was about to recover, and it really condensed into its own shape.

Boom!

Everywhere, thunders resounded, vaguely, there seemed to be clouds of clouds covering the place, as if God was frightened.

Thunders kept smashing down, falling on the illusory body of the Buddha, but did not cause the slightest wave, but as if absorbed by it, all the power of thunder disappeared and merged into it. Within the body of the Buddha.

Battle?

No, this is not a military calamity, but an instinctive spectacle formed by the appearance of the Buddha's breath and the connection with the outside energy.

But even so, the Thunder is extremely terrifying, not inferior to the second calamity of many magic soldiers.

But obviously, compared to the level of the Buddha Sword, the second military calamity in a mere trivial matter couldn't cause the slightest disturbance at all.

"Ok, very good..."

Looking at the Buddha sword gradually taking shape in front, Huo Changliu's eyes became more and more excited. At this moment, he couldn't help but speak, muttering to himself: "Just continue to condense like this..."

Everything looks very smooth.

At least, Huo Changliu and others think so.

Now, under their design, the Qionghua Sword Sect has completely fallen into chaos, and the strong within the entire Sword Sect have been dragged down.

Or, even if they can withdraw their hands, what can they do?

The sword mound in front of me has its own rules, and it is impossible to allow the existence above the spirit to enter it.

And even if the mere transformation of spirit level enters here, what can they do to Huo Changliu?

When the Buddha Sword in front of you takes shape, they will leave, and the Qionghua Sword Sect will have nothing to do with them.

Song Qingruo?

When the sacrifice of the Buddha's sword in front of him is completely over, Song Qingruo will probably become a useless person in the end even if he does not die here.

And a cripple, worthy of the Qionghua Sword Sect, is there anything to do about it?

Furthermore, if Huo Changliu was able to plan this place for hundreds of years, the forces behind Huo Changliu were not weaker than the Qionghua Sword Sect, and even more victorious.

Wait until the Buddha Sword is in hand, even more so.

If this is the case, why should you be afraid?

All kinds of thoughts flashed in Huo Changliu's mind, and he was full of confidence at the moment.

However, compared with his self-confidence, Chen Heng from a distance obviously has a different view.

"Destiny is not bad, but it's still a bit worse compared to the previous man."

In the distance, on a high mountain peak, Chen Heng stood alone here, looking at the distant scene, and could not help but shook his head secretly.

From the beginning to the present, he has been observing in secret.

In the original, he thought it would still be the Qionghua Sword Sect who entered the Sword Tomb this time.

But from the current situation, it is clearly not the case.

Even Song Qingruo was captured and thrown below to serve as a sacrifice. Obviously, there has been a huge change in the Qionghua Sword Sect. At this moment, it may have been impossible to control the sword tomb. Within.

Using an innate sword body and other unique physical origins as a sacrifice to sacrifice the Buddha sword is really a big deal.

Even in Chen Heng's eyes, this kind of handwriting is also worthy of amazement.

Song Qingruo's innate sword body is very unique. It is a unique physique bred from this world. The origin makes Chen Heng feel special, and it is a very cherished physique.

As for the origins of the other eight physiques, although most of them are not as good as Song Qingruo's innate sword body, they are still very good.

Even if it is Chen Heng, it is worthy of surprise to get one of them at random, let alone to get so many.

The group of people in front of them has gathered so many sources, and it's really an absolute masterpiece.

And the Buddha Sword is definitely worth it.

From that Buddha sword, Chen Heng could feel the power of terror.

"The kind of origin..."

Standing in place, Chen Heng muttered to himself, and thoughts flashed in his mind.

The origin of the Buddha Sword is very powerful, like the innate laws bred out of this world, and it is exceptionally unique.

It gives Chen Heng a familiar feeling, somewhat similar to the initial space in the initial world.

That is the breath of the origin of the world.

"Is that Buddha sword one of the origins of this world?"

Many thoughts flashed in Chen Heng's mind, and he subconsciously wanted to do something at this moment.

The origin of the world, there is no doubt that this is an extremely precious thing. If it can be obtained, it will benefit Chen Heng a lot at this moment.

Not to mention the nine unique origins including Song Qingruo.

If these things can be obtained, then it will be of great help to Chen Heng. It will not only allow him to go further, but even his body will benefit a lot and gain a lot.

So..... Do you?

Chen Heng raised his head and looked at Huo Changliu and the others ahead. This thought flashed in his mind.

Now do it, it's actually nothing.

Although the strength of Huo Changliu and others is not bad, in Chen Heng's opinion, it is nothing.

But the Buddha Sword was a bit troublesome, and the breath on it made Chen Heng frown, surprised.

However, no matter how you say it, at least the strength of the fight is still there.

It's terrific, Chen Heng still has the confidence to suppress everything at the point where he tries to activate the power of the true spirit and consume his strength.

However, just when he wanted to do it, a little accident happened.

"It's him......"

Chen Heng looked at a figure next to Huo Changliu, his face couldn't help showing a little surprise.

Under his gaze, beside Huo Changliu, a young man was standing there.

It was a figure that was concealed by a robe on the surface. It seemed to be dressed in the same way as the others around, but in fact the person in it was a familiar guy.

Xiao Han.

He also entered this sword grave, and compared to Song Qingruo, who was directly thrown into the altar, Xiao Han was disguised very well at this moment.

At this moment, he is standing not far from Huo Changliu's figure, but no one feels it abnormal, as if it were originally.

This kind of disguise is really surprising.

Chen Heng's face was weird, he dispelled his original intention to shoot, temporarily suppressed the action, and continued to watch.

"Let him take the lead first... or..."

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he thought so.

Judging from his understanding of the Destiny, Xiao Han will be lurking here, obviously here to do things.

In that case, it's okay to let him take the lead.

Let’s take a look at his operation.

This thought flashed through Chen Heng's mind, and at this moment he couldn't help but become interested.

So, he continued to look forward, watching silently.

Time passed bit by bit.

"You haven't fainted yet?"

Standing in the same place, Huo Changliu looked at the front of Song Qingruo, his face pale as paper, but still insisted on Song Qingruo, who hadn't fallen, his face couldn't help showing some surprises.

Even for him, Song Qingruo's will is also worthy of amazement.

"Young Master, do you want to continue?"

On the side, a hoarse voice sounded.

Beside Huo Changliu, a man in a white robe stepped forward with a mask on his face and suddenly spoke.

While speaking, he stepped forward, half-kneeled on the ground, and silently approached Huo Changliu.

Huo Changliu glanced at this person, didn't care much, just said, "It's not time yet."

"Wait until the sacrifice is complete, then save her."

"Anyway, if you have the same door, let her die..."

Huo Changliu shook his head and said so.

"The young master is kind..."

All around, there were unanimous voices, complimenting.

The same goes for the man in white robe in front of Huo Changliu, and his hoarse voice keeps ringing.

After that, he slowly got up, looking like this~IndoMTL.com~ seems to want to go back.

It's just that his movements are very slow.

In front of him, Huo Changliu turned around and didn't care too much.

Only the next moment, an inexplicable feeling emerged from his heart.

As if a fatal crisis is about to happen, a chill rushes into my mind.

Feeling this feeling, Huo Changliu's body paused, then looked at the man in the white robe beside him, and said with some anxiety, "You..."

The voice fell, and the brilliance showed off.

A long knife suddenly slashed and dropped forward.

Only in an instant, the white-robed man in front of him slammed his hand, drew a black long knife, and slashed it towards Huo Changliu.

This strike contained terrifying power. Just as soon as it was shot, the terrifying sound of breaking through the air came, causing muffled noises in the air, which was particularly crisp and terrifying.

With just this blow, the terrifying power of the peak of the spirit transformation is fully displayed, which is extremely terrifying.

"You!"

Huo Changliu suddenly changed color, his body began to fluctuate, and he subconsciously wanted to move.

It's just that at this time, it's already too late.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, the distance is so close that even some magical powers are too late to display.

Wow...

A bit of blood fell on the ground, with a **** breath.

The scene fell silent for a while, and the air was exceptionally quiet.

Only the sound of the long knife falling is so clear.

"Who are you... on earth?"

In the distance, Huo Changliu's voice came again.

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