Chapter 32: The Heavenly Remnant Sword

A quarter of an hour passed in a flash, but there was still no movement around except for the flickering starlight, with Zhou Fan's strength now, it was not a big deal, but it was inevitable that there would be damage if it continued like this. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xiao Fan, it seems that the opportunity between you and the Heavenly Remnant Sword has not yet arrived, I think it is better to give up!" The voice of the Hengtian Sword Soul sounded in Zhou Fan's mind, trying to persuade Zhou Fan to give up.

However, Zhou Fan directly refused: "No, Father, I am bound to get the Heavenly Remnant Sword, if I don't wake up, it can only mean that my sincerity is not enough, and I have to continue!" ”

"And what if you keep going, you still won't get it?" The Hengtian Sword Soul persuaded: "Think about Han Wen, think about Yixin, if you really die for the Heavenly Remnant Sword, who will take care of the orphans and widows at that time." ”

"But if I can't get the Heavenly Remnant Sword, I'll die when I go out!" Zhou Fan said coldly: "Let's not talk about whether Xu Tianxin will embarrass me after getting the lack of a sword, if the illusion just now is true, I'm afraid that the Heavenly Lord will already have a good set for me, if I don't get the Heavenly Remnant Sword, Wenwen and the others will die with me after I go out!" ”

"But"

"No, but" Zhou Fan had already made up his mind, only to see him adjust his posture slightly, and the whole person squatted on the ground, and the golden mangs overflowing with his palms slapped directly to the ground.

"What are you going to do?" The Horizontal Sky Sword Soul shouted in a hurried voice.

However, Zhou Fan only replied lightly, "Use essence blood to summon the Heavenly Remnant Sword!" ”

Essence blood is the essence of the human body, connecting the soul, as long as a drop will have a great impact on a person's lifespan and cultivation, and Zhou Fan obviously intends to gamble.

"Are you crazy? Hurry up and stop it! ”

The Heavenly Sword Soul shouted eagerly, but Zhou Fan completely pretended not to hear it, and he only had the Heavenly Remnant Sword in his eyes.

One drop, two drops, three drops, when the third drop of essence blood was transmitted to the ground with the spiritual power released by Zhou Fan, the entire earth instantly responded, and began to shake from time to time.

"It's a sword, I can feel the breath of the sword," Zhou Fan didn't stop because of the sudden abnormal movement, but continued to release his essence blood.

"Did you really awaken the Heavenly Remnant Sword?" The Heavenly Sword Soul also muttered incredulously.

As the earth shook, the surrounding points of light began to slowly converge, and the more they gathered, the light emitted was like the sun in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the huge point of light gradually moved in front of Zhou Fan, and the overflowing light made it difficult for him to open his eyes, and in just an instant, the point of light directly merged into the ground and disappeared.

"What's going on?" Zhou Fan tried to get an answer from the Hengtian Sword Soul, but the other party also found nothing.

"It is a sign before the birth of the Heavenly Remnant Sword, and the point of light just now should be the divine power of the Supreme God Realm!"

"Divine power?" Zhou Fan was just about to ask again, but the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and in a hurry, he hurriedly retreated.

"Boom!" A golden pillar of light shot straight into the sky, and the overflowing spiritual power was enough to crush everything, fortunately Zhou Fan left in time, otherwise it would definitely be affected.

Immediately afterwards, a long sword three feet long and three inches wide, with golden mangs shining through its body, rose from the ground along with the golden mangs, Zhou Fan just glanced at it, and his soul was almost shaken away, so he couldn't help but admire:

"What a strong sword!"

"This sword is one of the best in the Supreme God Realm!" The voice of the Hengtian Sword Soul immediately echoed in Zhou Fan's ears, "Although you summoned it with essence blood, it is still quite difficult to get it. ”

"And how do I get my sword?" Zhou Fan was puzzled.

"Do you remember what I told you about the composition of the sword?"

"Remember, sword body and sword soul!"

"Although this sword is powerful now, it is an ownerless thing, and no owner is no soul, so I can only rely on me next!"

"But with such a great power, I'm afraid it will be unbearable!"

"If you can't bear it, you have to eat it," as soon as the Hengtian Sword Soul finished speaking, it turned into a streamer and blasted directly into the pillar of light.

"Don't!" It was too late for Zhou Fan to stop him, and the headache that came immediately made him unbearable and fell to the ground.

"Asian Father" Zhou Fan knew that the headache stemmed from the damage to the divine soul, and this unbearable feeling only explained one thing, that is, he had lost contact with the Hengtian Sword Soul.

If you want to turn an artifact such as the Heavenly Remnant Sword into your own, it is impossible for the soul power of the Heavenly Sword Soul itself to do it, and the only way is to do everything you can to influence the other party by burning yourself, and obviously the Heavenly Sword Soul has done it.

The pillar of light is still there, but the sword power of the Heavenly Remnant Sword itself has been weakened a lot, plus it is an ownerless thing, and with the demise of the Heavenly Sword Soul, it has gradually affected him.

With the demise of the Heavenly Sword Soul, the original spiritual connection with Zhou Fan was also severed, and after a short period of pain, Zhou Fan stood up, came to the front of the pillar of light, and directly reached out and grabbed the Heavenly Remnant Sword.

"Woo!" The low sound emitted by the Heavenly Remnant Sword was not only like a child being coquettish, but also like an identification with the master, under the influence of the Heavenly Sword Soul, Zhou Fan's own power of fate gradually merged with the Heavenly Remnant Sword.

"Whoosh!" The pillar of light flew towards the sky, and then scattered and turned into stars again, and the earth that was originally cracked under his feet also merged into one place, as the Heavenly Remnant Sword merged into Zhou Fan's forehead body, everything was as if nothing had happened.

The joy of not getting the divine sword, Zhou Fan's eyes were full of sadness, he wanted to use his own strength to protect everything, but in the end, it was the Hengtian Sword Soul who chose to sacrifice himself to help Zhou Fan exchange for strength, such loyalty is too unimaginable in the middle world.

The dead are gone, Zhou Fan summoned the Heavenly Remnant Sword after a moment of thought precipitation, for such a divine sword, he must go through some run-in if he wants to control it, but what he didn't expect was that whether it was the thousands of sword intents in the body or the power of destiny in his hands, they were all flawlessly carried on the sword body, as if this sword was originally a part of Zhou Fan's body, and the most important thing was that the sword intent that Zhou Fan had comprehended began to change through the Heavenly Remnant Sword, and the fate sword intent was no longer an inclusion of thousands of sword intents, but a kind of learning from thousands of strengths. A new sword intent that has been reborn.

Zhou Fan's whole person was brought into a wonderful sword realm by the Heavenly Remnant Sword, which is an existence beyond the sword mound, which is a direct dialogue between the mind and the sword, although it is a little incredible, but Zhou Fan's heart power has indeed reached the third layer of selflessness.

As the door of the Fifth Heaven opened again, Zhou Fan woke up from meditation, and the Heavenly Remnant Sword was naturally put away, because he knew that Xu Tianxin must have returned, and he didn't want to tell the other party about the Heavenly Remnant Sword.

"Zhou Fan!" Xu Tianxin really walked in from outside the door, although he looked disheveled and his hair was a little messy, but his arrogant eyes and confident smile were enough to explain everything.

"I'm short of a knife when I get to the ground!"