"Shouldn't it be?"

The little cute girl with a puzzled face suddenly became a lot of frustration, she went through a lot of hardships to find this divine sword, how could it be such an ending.

She couldn't calm down for a long time, and she made up her mind to try again with all her might.

Xiao Mengmei held her breath condensed, and began to secretly adjust the breath in her body, forcing out all the spiritual power to gather and gas field, ordinary people's gas field is a place of spiritual power inspiration, and it is impossible to return the spiritual power born here, just like the force created by the engine must not be used inside the engine, otherwise it will not only be considered useless, but also cause the engine to be damaged.

But Xiao Mengmei is very peculiar, she can use such a method of resisting the spirit, if Mo Yi is here, she will be shocked to see that Xiao Mengmei has colorful light spots flowing all over her body, and the gas field is especially flickering.

Because he understands how dangerous it is.

But the little cute girl looked at it as if nothing happened, more and more spiritual power was gathered in the qi field, and the little cute girl's body began to be covered with a layer of holy light, and it was difficult for people to see her true face.

Although the family heirloom mental method can resist the pain of spiritual power crashing into the qi field, Xiao Mengmei finally began to tighten her eyebrows, feeling that the qi and blood in her body were constantly surging, and her whole body was blazing, as if it would burst at any time.

She knew that she couldn't continue like this, so she could only quickly use the power of this qi field to quickly use the family heirloom heart method to enter the sword in her right hand directly along the qi veins.

This trick is generally not used, because the spiritual power cannot be recovered quickly after leaving, and it will take a lot of time to recover slowly.

As soon as this move comes out, there must be two endings, if it is a divine sword, it will see its might, and if it is an ordinary sword, this powerful spiritual power will definitely make it go up in smoke.

But Xiaomengmei never expected that there would be a third ending.

Excalibur didn't move, as if nothing had happened. The sword is still the same sword, and she hasn't even dusted off a single grain, and Xiao Mengmei can clearly feel that she has lost too much spiritual power in her body, and she is already very weak and tired.

For the first time, Xiaomengmei felt that she wanted to scold, no, she wanted to scold the sword.

With a loud cry, she threw her sword to the ground in anger and stepped on it a few more times in hatred.

"Phew, what Excalibur.

Those who deceive are deceiving. ”

She was so angry that she almost cried.

For such a broken sword, she has worked so hard for so long, this is obviously being tricked.

"Hey, what are you doing?

How do you destroy public property?"

Wang Shu passed by from here, and when he saw this, he hurriedly picked up the sword from the ground and asked Xiaomengmei in a loud voice.

"This is my lucky mascot as the head gate, and if you step on it, will you pay for it?"

He made up for it in distress.

Although he also thinks that this sword doesn't seem to be good, but fortunately it is a relic of the former head, and it is said that the former head of the family is very rich, so even if he can't see how good it is, it should be quite valuable.

The sword was grasped by him, and a strange feeling suddenly came to his heart, which made him immediately startled, and he felt as if something was being continuously withdrawn from his body.

"Huh?"

He was stunned, and the feeling seemed to be。。。。。。。

No need to see, it was a bottle of luck, Wang Shu quickly woke up, and the luck of the lucky bottle was almost cleared in an instant.

"What?"

Wang Shu was about to throw the sword back to the ground in fright, and stepped on it a few times, but at the same time, another thing was constantly filling his body, which made Wang Shu even more surprised.

It is a feeling of an indescribable power constantly pouring in.

He could clearly feel that the sword had sucked his luck, and at the same time, it was constantly injecting a magical power into his body, which made him feel hot all over, and he always felt that a sword could split the heavens and the earth.

"This 。。。。。。。 What the hell is it?"

Wang Shu was completely confused, and felt that this sword was very strange.

"Ancient Excalibur, or you think I'm going to follow you.

Hmph~~~~~"

The little cute girl replied arrogantly, still not getting rid of the disappointment.

"What antiquity, what Excalibur?"

Wang Shu only felt inexplicable.

The little cute girl rolled her eyes straight to the top of her head, looking at an illiterate expression.

"His name is Burning Sky Sword.

In ancient times, there was a god of sword-casting, called Fenglai.

Fenglai is obsessed with making swords, not to mention, but he only left one sword in his life.

It's just because he is different from other swordsmiths, they build a handle and create a handle, but he makes a handle and destroys a handle.

It is said that he is a fool to make a sword, and every time a sword is made, there are I don't know how many immortals are willing to give everything to beg, but he always refuses.

He didn't think he had made a good sword, and it didn't satisfy him at all.

This is true for every shank.

It is said that he made eleven swords in his lifetime, and one sword is more powerful than the other.

When the tenth sword was made, it shook the immortal world, and all the immortals felt the shock of heaven and earth at the same time on that day, and the sword qi was everywhere in the world.

Even if that sword is 108,000 miles away from you, it still makes you shudder.

Because that sword aura alone fills you with fear.

But even with this sword, he was still dissatisfied and destroyed it again.

All the immortals have already been dispatched, trying their best to give everything to protect this sword and get this sword.

But this sword was still destroyed by him, but many people didn't know at the time that he used this sword to kill nine hundred and eighty-one immortals before destroying this sword.

All those immortals were placed in that sword, and I heard that the ninety-nine eighty-one immortals were carefully selected by him according to a certain law, which seemed to imply some kind of heavenly power. When this sword was dissolved and rebuilt into a new sword, all the ninety-nine eighty-one immortal souls that he had carefully selected were injected into the new sword by him to make sword spirits.

Ninety-nine eighty-one immortal souls, there has never been a swordsmith in the world who has been so bold and reckless.

But for some reason, the gradual divine fire could not be extinguished at all, and the swordsmith waited for a full thousand years, and the fire burned more and more.

The swordsmith was helpless, thought of many ways, and finally found a way to crack it, which was to kill 10,000 more people and use the blood of these 10,000 people to extinguish the fire.

When he began to slaughter in the human world in a frenzy, these things were finally known by the immortal world, and the killing of nine hundred and eighty-one immortals was involved.

The fairy world was furious and sent thousands of troops to destroy him.

Naturally, he could no longer kill in the human world, so he could only hide in Tibet all day long.

But the sword only needed the blood of three people to extinguish the sword-forging fire.

In the end, he was unwilling, and he actually did a very heart-wrenching thing, killing all his wives and children, throwing their blood into it, and then committing suicide, pouring his own blood into the Sword Casting God Pool.

Finally, the sword was cast, and the divine sword was refined, and this sword was the only sword that the sword god wind had handed down, and it was this burning sky. ”

What Xiao Mengmei said made Wang Shu only feel that his liver trembled, and his three views were shattered.

"This 。。。。。。 Is it something that can be done by a human being?" he asked, dumbfounded.

"Nonsense, didn't I tell you, people are not people, they are sword gods. Xiao Mengmei replied disdainfully.