The Yan Huang Sword appeared, with a sharp brilliance, with the aura of Xiao Killing Tyrant, descending with a majestic aura that swept the heavens and the earth!

Under the ancient tree, the old man sat back on the stone chair at some point, gasping for breath, as if he was seriously injured: "Are we wrong? Are we wrong?"

Yes, he is questioning himself, and even more so questioning Fairy Yunfan!

"With a level comparable to the Yang Realm of Martial Artists outside the realm, how can Han Jing be able to reforge the sword spirit of the Yan Huang Sword?" Looking at his withered hand on the stone table, the old man's voice was also trembling: "There is only one chance, and it is destined to be only a certain death!"

Beside him, Fairy Yunfan was also full of horror and remorse.

This time I brought Han Jing here because Han Jing had left the Dao Tribulation Tomahawk and seemed to have peeked into some of the truths in this piece of heaven and earth...... At the very least, Han Jing had already begun to wonder if this piece of heaven and earth really existed.

Since this is the case, Fairy Yunfan brought Han Jing here, thinking that he would try to see if he could be recognized by the fourteen sword slaves.

If successful, Han Jing can obtain some creations, such as the essence of the Naha Extreme Sword and the Fourteen-Style Sword Divine Power. With these creations, Han Jing will definitely be able to gain a faster speed of strength and more powerful combat power in the future!

Even if she fails, she will immediately find another candidate - after all, there is only one candidate left like Han Jing!

"I'm in too much of a hurry! I want to get the answer as soon as possible, either to help Han Jing become stronger faster, or to decide on a replacement as soon as possible...... After all, Han Jing was already suspicious of this piece of heaven and earth, if he couldn't become that person after all, we should have prepared early!"

She knew that Han Jing's suspicion of heaven and earth was a double-edged sword - if the person who could change this piece of heaven and earth in the end was Han Jing, it would be fine, if Han Jing was not the real fateful candidate, then she would get rid of Han Jing's uneasiness factor as soon as possible!

It was like the nineteen choices she and Old Man Mengdao had made - they had already eliminated the people they had thought were "that person" before, but had finally let them down!

But what about now?

The wheel of fate had already rolled irreversibly - the sword slaves recognized Han Jing, and they, like Han Jing, had no choice but to start trying to reforge the sword spirit!

In this way, once Han Jing fails and dies, the remaining candidate will also lose the meaning of saving - this tomb of the living dead is destined to be only an eternal tomb of the living dead!

"What should I do?" Fairy Yunfan was extremely anxious, and her delicate body trembled faintly.

It's a pity that all she saw was the old man's arm trembling, trembling even more than her: "We...... I'm ashamed ...... them."

......

Han Jing once felt the monstrous power of a giant sword that appeared to him when it fell from the sky, and at that time he was still in the Blue Flame Mountain Range, facing the sharpening that his sword heart needed.

Later, in the Killing God Tower, in order to obtain a stronger and tenacious sword heart, he also sharpened his will and divine sense with the giant sword made of star crystals again and again.

But now, he felt that the giant swords he had faced were simply like wooden swords in the hands of children, and they couldn't be compared to the Yanhuang Sword on the top!

Yan Huang Sword, it's really too strong!

At this moment, from the whirlpool, this giant sword about 100 zhang long and less than 10 zhang wide was surrounded by dragons, the dragon chant was deafening, and the mighty waves crashed on the shore!

Whether it was those voices or those mighty ones, it was enough to make Han Jing feel that he was facing a real dragon's ants.

Yes, it's ants!

Under Yan Huang's sword, his qi qi seemed to have been torn apart by an invisible force, so that all his internal organs and the Yuan Shen of the Sea were exposed, and he was undergoing terrifying burning and blowing.

The feeling of death, therefore, is too much closer.

"New master, this is the only chance!"

Then, Yixing's voice sounded, far and near, as if it was extremely far away from Han Jing and as if it sounded in the depths of his soul: "Unlike the sword spirit clone that gave birth to it, the remnant body of the Yanhuang sword spirit is still in the sword body, what you need to do is to nourish the remnant body of the sword spirit with your soul power and soul blood, and reforge the sword spirit spiritual sense!"

That's the test!

"If you succeed, you will get a new Yanhuang Sword Spirit!"

"If you fail...... All of your soul power and soul blood will be devoured by the sword spirit's remnants, thus ...... Together with our sword slaves, you will be completely wiped out!"

After saying this, Yixing stopped speaking, as if he had disappeared out of thin air!

"Sure enough!"

Under the giant sword, Han Jing showed a wicked smile at this moment: "Interesting!"

When the words fell, I saw him immediately sit cross-legged on the spot, his hands constantly making one seal after another, completely wrapping his body in the crystal wall of light!

At the same time, I saw that his gluttonous clone seemed to have appeared, and his hands were constantly making knots, busy like a phantom behind Han Jing, and finally a purple-gold vortex was sacrificed under the wall of light that was as clear as a transparent sphere.

No one knows what this whirlpool is!

Or, the only person who knows what this whirlpool is is Han Jing!

After doing this, Han Jing slowly closed his eyes, greeted the terrifying coercion that had completely ignited his white shirt on top, and sent out his first wisp of soul power!

"Go ahead!"

Airplanes......

This wisp of soul power was actually the strongest level that Han Jing possessed now, and as soon as it appeared, there was a steady stream of soul power that was also purple rising directly above.

Han Jing could feel where his soul power went......

He closed his eyes, but his Celestial Consciousness began to rise rapidly upward, and with those soul powers that should have been vast and pure, his Celestial Consciousness entered a huge blood-colored space.

This is not the space of the Heavenly Destiny Bead!

It's not the space of the Tower of the Gods!

Han Jing's Heavenly Sense tried to see this space clearly, but suddenly a sharp pain erupted from the depths of his soul, causing him to open his eyes almost without cutting off the transmission of soul power......

"My Heavenly Sense has been devoured! and my soul power ......"

Closing his eyes tightly, the corners of Han Jing's eyebrows rose slightly, and the soul power qi on his body instantly rose again: "Come again!"

Shouting softly, I saw that in addition to the white shirt, Han Jing's entire body was also completely burning at this moment. Thunderbolts were born out of thin air and then fell, and finally turned into thunderbolts like small dragons around his body!

......

"He's using the power of the thunder between heaven and earth!

Under the ancient tree, Fairy Yunfan lowered his head, as if he didn't want to look at the picture in a certain direction anymore: "But even so, he still can't last ten days!"

"Yes!"

Nodding his head, the old man's hunchback seemed to be a little smaller when he looked up to the sky and sighed, or it was not obvious a little: "Our mission is over......!

ps: The third watch is presented ~ Han Jing needs the support of his brothers and sisters ~