Chapter 393 Killing Divine Sword's life is long for hundreds of years. Even if you become holy, it is only a thousand years, and people, no matter how powerful you are in life, you are still just a cup of loess after death.

Sad, lamentable!

may be able to live forever, but that is after sanctification, and for Feng Hao, who is a martial artist, there is still a long, long way to go.

"The ancestors are above, please be worshiped by the descendants of Feng Hao!"

After sorting out his mood and bending down, Feng Hao knelt down and kowtowed respectfully three times before he raised his head and looked at the bones in front of him, his eyes showing sadness.

This is the ancestor of his own Feng family!

Such a peerless person actually died here, if he hadn't come down to the sinkhole by himself, he wouldn't have known that he still had such an ancestor.

"Could it be that he died at the hands of Xuanwu?"

At this time, Feng Hao realized that the chest of the ancestor in front of him seemed to have collapsed, and he suddenly felt cold in his heart, and looked at the body of the thunder turtle on the side.

The shell armor is five or six meters long, two meters wide, and the skeleton is also half a meter wide, in general, it is definitely a giant beast level!

This thunder turtle, its realm is at least the realm of the Martial Emperor.

"It turned out to be the same end. ”

Feng Hao sighed.

None of the descendants of the five super beasts of the Ancient Ancient were easy to mess with.

"Huh?"

Turning his head, Feng Hao saw that under the clothes of the ancestors in front of their knees, there was a roll of animal skins, and after a little hesitation, he picked up this animal skin, carefully unfolded it, and began to watch the contents on it.

"My wind is against the wind, it is the person of the Feng family, for the thunder turtle that is in the world for the disaster, came here, tracked for many days, disappeared, met a woman, fell in love at first sight, so became a family, ten years later, the thunder turtle reappeared, defeated, and died together, regrettably!"

The more he looked at it, the more frightened Feng Hao became.

"Is there another Feng family in this world?"

Feng Hao's mind couldn't be calmer anymore.

It is recorded on this animal skin that the ancestor of the Feng family is just a child of the Feng family, chasing and killing the fierce beasts that escaped from the ancient ruins, and then came to the territory of the Xilan Kingdom, and then became a family, and then there was the later Feng family in Magnolia City.

And the thunder turtle broke through in ten years, and after a big war, it ended up with the same end, regretting it for life.

From this animal skin, Feng Hao could see the deep regret and sadness of the ancestors at that time.

And this thirteenth is a puppet refined by the Feng family, and the blood of the Feng family is needed to recognize the master, but the specific realm is not mentioned on this animal skin.

However, when this Feng family ancestor was dying, he mentioned that he had input his own essence into the puppet's body, so this puppet No. 13 should have improved his rank.

"At least you should be able to be a martial king, right?"

Looking at the thirteenth who had no emotion on the side, Feng Hao estimated it.

The power of the thirteenth made him remember it vividly, just for a moment, he restrained himself, he had the talent of Xuanwu defense, under his fist, it was like a void, a punch almost killed him, if it wasn't for the spurt of blood, I was afraid that he would have died under his fist.

Cool, indifferent!

No. 13 has no emotions of his own, he is just a puppet, and the specific refining method Feng Hao can't know, but the Feng family in Feng Rebellion's mouth has that ability.

A family that can refine such a powerful puppet, is it still an ordinary family?

Feng Hao never thought that his Feng family would have such a big background.

Fortunately, there was still enough space in the ring, and Feng Hao put away the bones of this ancestor named Feng Rebellion, intending to ask Feng Chen what to do with it.

After cleaning up, Feng Hao stood up, turned around, and saw the rather wide long sword inserted in Lei **'s skull.

"This is supposed to be the stuff of the ancestors. ”

Under the protection of the thirteenth, Feng Hao walked over, looking at the glittering long sword in front of him, his heart shook slightly.

This long sword gave him a different feeling, it seemed that it was not as simple as a spiritual weapon.

Thinking about it, Feng Hao stretched out his hand, held the hilt of the sword, and pulled it hard

Didn't move.

Pull it out again

Still didn't move.

"What's going on?"

Feng Hao was stunned in his heart, with the strength of Fang Cai, even a few hundred catties of boulders should be lifted away, but he couldn't even pull out this long sword, which was really a bit weird, which made him very puzzled.

"Whew!"

As soon as his mind moved, the unicorn arm appeared, and the majestic power surged out, which could pull mountains and rivers.

"Give it to me!"

Holding the hilt of the sword, the wind violently forced, and the result

Still the silk has not moved.

"How is this possible?"

With the strength of the unicorn arm, even a thousand catties of boulders should be overturned, but this long sword still has not moved.

"I don't believe it!"

He exhaled deeply, and a thunderous sound resounded from Feng Hao's body, his eyes widened, and he shouted violently, "Heh!"

Half an hour later

"Whew, whew!"

Feng Hao's face was flushed, sweat was flowing on his cheeks, his chest was also rising and falling rapidly, his eyes were always locked on the long sword, and his eyes were full of shock and incredulity.

Within half an hour, he tried countless methods, but he still couldn't pick up the long sword, on the contrary, he was tired enough.

"Thirteenth, you try. ”

Glancing at the thirteenth who was standing aside and watching the excitement, Feng Hao called out.

"Only the master can use the 'Divine Sword'!"

The obedient Thirteen didn't move, and he opened his mouth to spit out a dry word.

"Only the owner can use it?"

Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, a little discouraged in his heart, and asked a little unwillingly, "Then can I?"

"Yes!"

Dry words spat out from the mouth of Number 13, leaving Feng Hao stunned.

"But I can't afford it?"

Blinking his eyes, Feng Hao asked again.

He knew that it was impossible for the thirteenth to lie, and if he said so, there must be some truth in it.

"Need the blood of the master!"

A gleam flashed in Thirteen Hao's bright eyes, and he still said dryly.

"Blood?"

Glancing at Number 13, Feng Hao seemed to understand something, and stretched out a finger to use his strength to force out a few drops of blood, which fell on the blade of this long sword.

It's the same as 'No Blade', the blood drips up, and it is integrated into the sword body.

"Buzz!"

With a hum, the long sword called the 'God Slayer Sword' shook slightly, and then burst out with a dazzling bright light, which made Feng Hao have to squint his eyes.

"Huh!"

The Divine Sword scurried up, hanging in the void, the sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at Feng Hao, and without hesitation, it stabbed at his chest.