Jin Guang struggled violently, very afraid of everything in the outside world, like a traumatized child.

Seeing that his divine sense could not enter, Han Fan reluctantly retreated to the border, just looking at the golden light in the holy sword.

"This golden light should be its sword spirit, and it seems that it has suffered a lot of trauma. ”

Han Fan looked at the golden ball curled up together, a little helpless, he didn't know how to communicate, it seemed that it didn't want to listen to anything, and closed itself in the space, isolating everything from the outside world.

"Looks like we'll have to look at the situation first. ”

Han Fan temporarily let go of the Holy Sword, and the violent tremor instantly calmed down.

He looked at this holy sword a little helplessly, it didn't want to listen to Han Fan, his divine sense couldn't enter its world at all.

He tried many things, but they all turned away.

Suddenly, a playful voice came, and it was still the old immortal with a paralyzed face.

"Why, can't you pull out even a broken sword?"

Han Fan didn't speak, but concentrated on pouring his spirit in, trying to make it open his heart.

"Everything has a spirit, and the sword spirit is also a spirit. ”

The old immortal said slowly, as if he was talking about something very ordinary

Suddenly, Han Fan seemed to have some understanding, and his heart slowly ran the "Ten Thousand Souls Law", transmitting spiritual power into the holy sword.

And the moment that golden light came into contact with Han Fan's spiritual power, it didn't resist as much as before, it seemed to approach with some curiosity.

gradually turned into a person's appearance, very young, looking three or four years old.

He looked at the aura around him with some surprise, looking stupidly, but in the next second, he changed his previous weak style.

Swallowing the aura into his stomach in one gulp, the moment he thought it was delicious, he instantly sucked Han Fan's aura clean.

Its golden face couldn't tell what expression it was, but Han Fan could feel that it was very eager for its aura.

"Still, more!"

It approached Han Fan on its own initiative, trying to get more.

Han Fan looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and the spiritual power was frantically instilled into it.

The sword body of the holy sword instantly burst out with dazzling golden light, and instantly turned into the shape of a sword hilt dozens of meters long.

The sword qi rushed into the sky, swept through the Eight Desolations, and the terrifying power gradually strengthened.

In just a moment, most of the aura in Han Fan's body was collected, and it was growing in a terrifying posture without stopping at all.

Han Fan pressed his teeth, still injecting spiritual energy into the holy sword, and pulled it up with all his strength, the holy sword was about to break through the stone sheath.

"More, I want more!"

It is like a greedy child, constantly asking for it, and the holy sword is also very cooperative, and it rises upwards by itself, although it is extremely subtle.

"It's not close!"

Han Fan looked at the holy sword that had already drawn out most of it, and his pale face had a hint of anticipation.

However, the holy sword stopped, and could no longer draw a single inch upward.

"What's going on?!"

Han Fan saw that the holy sword was about to be pulled out, how could it stop, as if it was subconsciously afraid of being pulled out.

"Don't worry, leave it to me, I will definitely restore you to your peak!" Han Fan roared angrily, threw himself into his soul, turned into his own appearance, and stood in front of the golden light child.

Stretch out your colorful hand and slowly stroke it on its forehead.

At that moment, it seemed that a wonderful connection was born, there were more pictures, its memories, and Han Fan saw many fragments of memories. 918

It was a man and a spirit beast, and the man and the spirit beast were playing carefree on a golden grassland.

Suddenly, a meteorite fell from the sky and fell not far from them.

They were stunned by this sight, and they ran to the place where the meteorite fell.

It turned out to be a pitch-black stone, but after a few moments, the stone cracked, and out of it came a woman, naked, and she seemed to be holding something in her hand, emitting a faint golden light.

The man was stunned and looked at the woman in shock.

However, it depends on the next moment, the screen switches.

The world is full of red, it is a world of blood hell, and there are shouts of killing everywhere.

The world seemed to be at the end of the world, and the man held a sword full of golden light and slaughtered everywhere.

The original spirit beast was also fighting bloodily, its snow-white hair turned blood-red, and I don't know whose blood it was.

Suddenly, the man was besieged by dozens of people, who rushed into the sky and fought in the starry sky of the universe, donating blood and scattering the starry sky.

Planet by planet, roar by piece.

However, in the direction of Ning Wai, suddenly a huge palm slapped down, and the palm was so big that it was boundless, and the planet became very small in front of that palm.

Seeing this, a terrifying power erupted in the man's body, and a sword flashed, and the dozens of people besieging him died instantly.

However, with that slap, the man disappeared.

But the spirit beast seemed to feel something, and its body escaped into the void.

A blonde woman standing on a golden prairie.

In the distance stood a man, leaning on his sword, standing on the earth.

The huge spirit beast appeared in an instant, roaring with boundless grief and indignation.

Three days later, the spirit beast transformed into the form of a small beast and snuggled in his arms, and the man had already lost his life and died standing like this.

In the next picture, the spirit beast and the man both dissipated in this space.

Only this sword remained, with the golden steppe.

The picture has begun to blur at this point, and after that, countless people have drawn it, and they can't count it, and the sword has chosen the master again and again.

Everyone is a tragic fate, and the sword seems to have closed all emotions, and no one is accepted anymore, so lonely existence here.

After that, it became known as the Holy Sword!

Han Fan was silent for a long time, opened his mouth bitterly, and said, "You don't want me to end up like them, do you?"

If all this picture is true, then the blonde woman is the elf, and she is the woman in the meteorite outside the sky.

The descendants of men and women have guarded this place for generations.

The golden light nodded, and after that, it gradually fell.

"Xiaobai, come. ”

Han Fan said slowly, and Xiao Bai rushed over quickly and stood in front of him.

A man and a beast just looked at each other, and after a while, Xiao Bai seemed to understand something, and squeezed out a drop of essence blood and integrated it into Han Fan's divine soul.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the sword in the stone was instantly pulled out, and a beam of light that soared into the sky suddenly appeared!

"We are not them, and I believe that we will not end like that!"

Han Fan roared at the Holy Sword and said what was in his heart.

The next moment, the holy sword felt the emotions of that man and beast, and seemed to have boundless nostalgia, and the heart that was originally struggling calmed down.