To be honest, Xiao Han is not very good at his own goals.

If it were a genius like Huo Changliu or Song Qingruo, then he would inevitably think about the best and instinctively think about the goal ahead to get closer.

But Xiao Han was able to be content and always be happy.

For him, the original starting point was already low enough, which also gave him enough room for maneuver and would not think too much.

Therefore, at this moment, he did not feel sorry for seeing the Futu sword disappear from his eyes.

After all, the best thing was already lying in his hands at this moment.

That Buddha sword will be gone if it is gone.

Xiao Han has the ability to know himself.

He felt that according to his qualifications, even if he obtained the Futu sword, it would be a small probability to obtain the recognition of the sword spirit.

Since that's the case, it's gone.

He thought so in his heart, and then he couldn't help but look in front of him and at the ancient sword in his hand.

In his hands, the ancient sword once again returned to normal, and now it turned into that simple appearance again.

Of course, although it has returned to normal, it has not become the rust-covered appearance before. However, the divine light on it has disappeared, looking like an ordinary weapon.

Although the ancient sword looks pretty good at this moment, it gives people a very dull feeling.

If it weren't for the previous situation still in front of us, I'm afraid even if Xiao Han and Song Qingruo saw it, they wouldn't have thought that the ancient sword in their hands would be such a terrifying magic weapon.

Holding the ancient sword in his hand, Xiao Han felt a sense of peace.

After he left this sword tomb, he thought about this ancient sword more than once.

In the sword tomb, it was precisely because of this ancient sword that Xiao Han was able to change his fate against the will of heaven and grow up at a speed that others could not imagine.

If he had not obtained this ancient sword in the sword tomb, he would probably be just a humble little monk at this moment, and that insignificant little character in the Qionghua Sword Sect.

There is no way there is a scene in front of you.

Therefore, he had a deep obsession with the ancient sword in his hand.

It's just that he has self-knowledge.

He understood that he would not have the chance to encounter a magic weapon like the ancient sword in front of him.

Even when he entered the sword tomb again, he was afraid that the ancient sword would be placed in front of him and he would not be able to recognize it.

But unexpectedly, there is still one more day to get.

The joy of losing and regaining is the most exciting.

Looking at the ancient sword in his hand, Xiao Han asked solemnly, wanting to find something to put it away.

But at this moment, it seemed like I felt something. In his hand, the ancient sword was trembling slightly and let out a light sound.

Then, the ancient sword quickly rushed forward and rushed forward.

The goal is nothing else, it is before the altar where the Futu sword was located.

Previously, due to the collision between the Futu Sword and the ancient sword, the magic array on the altar had been destroyed, and only a pile of ruins were left at this moment.

But this does not mean that there is nothing worth enough value in it.

On the contrary, the things in it are very valuable, and even if the god-transforming monk comes, they will be moved.

That is the origin of eight unique physiques, and it still exists at this moment.
Chapter completed!