"He's returning the sword."
Qianye spoke softly, with a complicated tone.
then.
Yun Jiansheng has reached his ultimate level. When he was killing the god, he borrowed the black sword from Gu Han. Now, he wants to return the sword to him.
"Borrow a sword, return a sword."
"He is paving the way for you and building momentum for you. In the same way, it is also the official delivery of the sword heads of your two generations."
Everyone was filled with emotion after hearing this.
"Master!"
Yuan Zhengyang had white hair and a bright head, and tears fell like rain. He was sad, excited, happy, and even more!
In silence.
Three thousand Xuantian disciples and tens of thousands of Xuantian sword cultivators bowed silently to the sword heads of the two generations and looked solemnly at this historic scene.
In mid-air.
Yun Jiansheng didn't react at all, he just looked at Gu Han, as if he saw the future of Xuantian Sword Sect.
Gu Han said nothing.
He also bowed respectfully to Yun Jiansheng and gave a big salute!
Get together.
He has already grasped the hilt of the Red Dust Sword.
The natural sword intent that could easily erase the God Emperor's decree became extremely gentle and did not hurt him at all.
"Borrow the sword? Return the sword?"
"
Mu Xinghe sighed with emotion, "Brother Gu, you are lucky to have such an elder. Likewise, he is lucky to have a successor like you."
"This sword is no small matter."
Glancing at the Hongchen Sword, he asked curiously, "Brother, have you figured out how to use it?"
"Brother Mu."
Gu Han turned his eyes and looked at the quickly closing passage to the God's Realm, and said softly, "I said if you want to go to the God's Realm to kill, brother... would you like to come with me?"
What!?
Everyone was shocked!
From the beginning to now, how many of the gods have died? How many of the divine kings have died? Are you still trying to enter the divine realm now?
"Brother!"
Mu Xinghe's brows jumped and he said bluntly, "This immortal sword power alone may not be able to protect you completely!"
"I see."
Gu Han smiled and glanced at Yun Jiansheng's obsessive figure, "Senior, you should also want to go."
During the conversation.
He gently stroked the body of the Red Dust Sword with his fingers, feeling the joy of the new sword spirit, and said, "It wants to go too!"
"Think clearly?"
Mu Xinghe raised his eyebrows again and continued, "The Divine Realm is not as dangerous as here. The level of danger there can be described as a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and it's even lighter!"
"Brother."
Gu Han half-smiled but asked, "Are you afraid?"
"Hahaha……"
Mu Xinghe laughed loudly, "Brother, please don't provoke me. If I were the person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, why would I have gone against the world? Just stay in Xingjian Palace and become the ancestor of a clan. Isn't that free and easy?"
"Brother."
Gu Han smiled and suddenly asked, "Do you think, in these countless years, have the ancestors of the human race been to the divine realm?"
"Not sure."
Mu Xinghe was startled and subconsciously said, "But my human race has countless sages, so I guess someone must have been there."
Gu Han laughed again.
The Hongchen Sword in his hand shook slightly, and a trace of vast and magnificent natural sword intent poured down!
"My ancestors can go, and so can I!"
Chapter completed!