Chapter 4232

The artifact is about one foot long and is shaped like a sharp cone. Although it is obviously incomplete, it is still complete as a whole. But if you look at it carefully, there are several cracks on the artifact, and the canine teeth are interlaced, but you can't see any trace of repair.

Even if the artifact is broken like this and has not been repaired, it should not be used. But at this time, Gu Fenghua clearly felt the unique spirit and heavy pressure of the artifact.

Subconsciously looking at Ao canhun, you can see that while he is making his fingerprints, the corner of his mouth is also full of blood, and the vitality of his body is just like Zhu Yan's before.

No! The spirit of Ao can't help but gather the broken artifact together with his own cultivation, so as to inspire the power of the artifact and even lose his life.

With his strength, he can't repair the artifact. In order to condense it, he has to lose his life. How terrible is the power of this artifact!

"One sword, cut the flood!" Dare not think, Gu Fenghua wrapped in the silk cloth sword again cut out.

"Choking..." in the sound of dragon singing, the silk cloth is broken, like a colorful butterfly flying, and a vast ancient sword comes out from the scabbard, scattering thousands of frost.

The sword comes out of its sheath, shaking the world.

The majestic meaning of the sword, the endless power of the sword, seems to be above the nine days, even the ethereal void shudder.

Behind him, Mo Qingqiu and others opened their eyes fiercely.

They had noticed Gu Fenghua's sword wrapped in silk cloth for a long time, but they didn't know why. Until now, when the blade came out of the sheath, they knew that the sword was so terrible.

Lorne and others were pleasantly surprised, with a light look on their face. The heart that had been mentioned in their throat immediately fell back. Others don't know the power of this magic sword, but they know it very well. They believe that as long as the sword comes out of its sheath, Gu Fenghua will be able to save the day. Even if he kills buao ghost, he won't hurt her!

Gu Fenghua himself was slightly stunned. Although she was very clear that she would never be in any danger when the clouds were silent at night, she felt a sense of powerlessness when she sacrificed the artifact: she could not pass the test left by her brothers after all, and she had to rely on others to help her through the disaster.

But I didn't expect that at the critical moment, the sword of cleanliness was born again. It seems that my luck is good, and I won't let my brothers down in the end.

But is it really luck?

Soon, Gu Fenghua found that, at the moment when the proud ghost sacrificed the artifact, the mysterious power in his blood resonated with it, boiling uncontrollably, one by one, and was broken one after another. That power, such as the torrent after the summer rainstorm, poured into the meridians of his whole body, and then into the sword.

At this moment, the sword in her hand became so kind that she could even feel the excitement of the sword spirit.

It's not luck! Gu Fenghua can be sure that this time the sword came out of its sheath, not because of luck, but because of the mysterious and powerful power in his blood.

Her previous guess was right. One reason why the sword refused to come out of its scabbard was that it was so clean that it didn't disdain to come out of its scabbard in the face of its opponents who thought it was too weak. The other reason was that its strength was not strong enough to make it submit and use it for itself.

And at this moment, with the awakening of the power of blood, she finally had the qualification to control this magic sword.