C95 Ancient Divine Item

An uneventful night, until dawn.

Guu Han and Qin Peng seemed to have long gotten used to this kind of cultivation method, using cultivation as a substitute for sleep. When the sky turned white, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time, expelling the foul qi from their bodies.

"Not bad, it seems like your realm has stabilized quite a bit. " Standing up, he looked at Qin Peng with a smile. In his point of view, although Qin Peng couldn't cultivate at the Xiantian realm, his diligence could make up for his deficiencies. It was only when he reached the Earth Sun Stage Peak that he broke through the depressed spirit vein. This kind of perseverance was rare and precious.

Qin Peng chuckled, "Big brother, I will focus on the foundation realm first. Only by stabilizing my foundation will I have a long way to go. Big brother helped me achieve all of this. I, Qin Peng, will always be your brother. "

Guu Han smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

After waiting for Chiang Lingbo to open his eyes, the three of them washed up and came out of the room. At the door, they bumped into Uncle Xiang who had rushed over. They could not help but walk up and greet him. "Uncle Xiang, what business do you have with us?"

Uncle Xiang smiled kindly and kindly. "It's like this. Today is the day we worship the divine object. I want to take you guys to take a look. "

Upon hearing that they could see the divine object, Chiang Lingbo was the first to jump up in excitement. He directly held Uncle Xiang's arm and said with a smile. "Really?! That's great, Uncle Xiang. Let's hurry up and leave. " Uncle Xiang looked at the cute Chiang Lingbo. He could not help but like this cute and lively little girl. His eyes were full of love.

Chiang Lingbo and Uncle Xiang were walking in front of them, while Guu Han and Qin Peng were following behind them with smiles on their faces. The journey wasn't boring at all.

Under Uncle Xiang's lead, Guu Han and the other two arrived at the center of the village. There was a sacrificial altar here, but it didn't seem to have any tricks. Instead, it looked simple and ancient, but it exuded a solemn and dignified aura, making people respect and value it from the bottom of their hearts.

Guu Han and the other two came to the bottom of the sacrificial altar and raised their heads to look. On the sacrificial altar, there were some Three Lives Wine Ceremony and all kinds of sacrificial items. There was a huge cauldron below the altar. It was simple and had a hint of elegance to it. On top of the sacrificial altar hung an ancient sword. The ancient sword was about three feet long and ten centimeters wide. It was simple and grand, sharp and sharp. There were some patterns on the sword that looked extremely ancient, as if it had been passed down from ancient times. The aura emitting from its body caused everyone to tremble. An ancient sword like this. . . It could be considered a godly weapon!

This sword could be said to be perfect from the hilt to the tip of the sword. Although there were traces left behind by the sword from some era, it did not affect its dominance at all. Instead, it gave it an ancient aura that was extraordinary.

There was a faint scarlet spiritual energy swirling around the sword's body, faintly revealing an unparalleled sharpness that made people's hearts tremble. This kind of divine artifact could be called a peerless sword. Even those who did not love swords could not help but take a few more glances when they saw it.

They really didn't know what kind of god could create such a peerless divine artifact!

Guu Han and the others were shocked. Their eyes were fixed on the ancient sword, and Qin Peng's reaction was even more intense. For some reason, the spiritual energy in his heart had a faint feeling of excitement that was difficult to suppress. A trace of bewitching red flashed across his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

And at this time, the ancient locust village's sacrificial ceremony also began. Uncle Xiang held the ceremonial script written in yellow silk in his hand, and after he read it once in front of the villagers, he threw it into the cauldron and used it to worship the heavens!

After the ceremonial paper was finished in front of the grave, all the ninjas of the Ancient Huai Village knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly. Guu Han and the other two watched from the side. Just as the sacrificial ceremony was about to end, a magical scene happened. The ancient sword on the sacrificial altar suddenly trembled slightly, causing everyone's expression to change.

"This ancient sword has never been touched in the past few decades. Today. . . "

As he spoke, Uncle Xiang's eyes revealed a strange expression and emotions as he stared at the ancient sword on the altar.

Guu Han and the other two were startled as well. This ancient sword could actually tremble on its own without the help of external forces. Could this ancient sword really be a divine weapon that contained a sword spirit?

A doubt arose in Guu Han's heart. At this moment, Guu Han's eyes were firmly fixed on the ancient sword on the platform, and his eyes were fixed on it.

Qin Peng, who was standing at the side, was indeed a little strange. He didn't know why, but the blood in his body was boiling at this moment, and it was surging within his body. His Dantian's Qi Sea was also surging with spirit energy, as if it had been summoned by something. Because of this, both of Qin Peng's arms couldn't help but tremble slightly.

After the ancient sword on the stage trembled slightly, it began to tremble visibly. From time to time, it would let out a sharp sword hum.

"Uncle Xiang, what's going on?!" Niu Li, who was standing aside, was also shocked when he saw this scene, and he hurriedly asked.

Uncle Xiang, on the other hand, had a confused and puzzled look on his face. He shook his head and said, "I don't know either. This is also the first time I've seen the ancient sword like this, and it even let out a sword cry. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. " After saying that, Uncle Xiang started talking. The villagers behind him were all staring at the ancient sword on the stage.

At this moment, Guu Han's expression changed. He said to Qin Peng, "Qin Peng, there's something wrong. Protect Ling Bo. "

When Qin Peng saw Guu Han's serious expression, he nodded his head seriously. Then, he pulled Chiang Lingbo behind him and looked at the strange ancient sword together with him.

"Swoosh!"

The ancient sword suddenly flew down from the altar and pointed at Guu Han and the other two. Guu Han's expression turned serious. A golden light flashed in his hand, and the Wind Thunder Heaven Killing Halberd appeared in his hand. He waved the halberd and collided with the ancient sword.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound of weapons colliding could be heard, and sparks flew in all directions.

Guu Han took a step back, but the flying ancient sword was shaken by Guu Han's halberd, causing it to deviate from its original direction. Guu Han was startled. This ancient sword was indeed not an ordinary weapon. It could actually shock him and the Wind Thunder Heaven Killing Halberd. It was truly not simple!

The ancient sword flew back in an instant, and continued to lunge at Guu Han and the other two. Guu Han's heart was greatly different. This ancient sword was actually so strange. It was actually able to attack the three of them with its finger skill. Could it be that it was treating them as its enemies?

Thinking of this, the Wind Thunder Heaven Killing Halberd in Guu Han's hand shone brightly. A Dragon Transformation Halberd materialized in his hand and collided with the ancient sword.

With a loud bang, dust and dirt flew into the air.

However, Guu Han didn't dare to be careless. Sure enough, a red light suddenly flew towards him in an instant. It was so fast that he didn't even have time to react. Guu Han dodged it, but he was shocked because behind him were Qin Peng and Chiang Lingbo!

However, it was too late. The red sword light had already flown towards Qin Peng. If Qin Peng dodged it by himself, he could dodge it, but if he brought Chiang Lingbo along with him, he would not be able to dodge the sword light that was so fast. Right at this moment, A resolute look flashed across Qin Peng's eyes. He suddenly pushed towards Chiang Lingbo who was standing behind him. Chiang Lingbo immediately flew to the side, avoiding the attack range of the sword light.

After missing the last chance to dodge, the red sword light instantly arrived in front of Qin Peng.

"No!" Chiang Lingbo fell to the ground and shouted in Qin Peng's direction. Tears had already flowed out of his eyes.

After spending a few days with Qin Peng, she had developed a very good impression of him. Although they were only friends, in Chiang Lingbo's heart, Qin Peng had already transcended the meaning of being friends. It was just that she didn't know it yet.

How could she not know that Qin Peng, who was like a young boy in front of her, was good to her? This was the first time she had met him, but he had risked his life to save her from the Demon Beast Palm for a stranger she had never met. After that, he had even sacrificed his spiritual energy to heal her.

He didn't want to wake himself up while he was sleeping. He would rather not make a sound than sleep comfortably. He walked all the way until he woke up.

On the way, he was silently taking care of himself. Unknowingly, the faint sandalwood scent on his body and that sunny and handsome face were deeply imprinted in his mind.

At this moment, he was about to die in front of his eyes. Chiang Lingbo's heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife. It was so painful that he could not breathe. Tears gradually blurred his vision. Qin Peng's eyes gradually blurred in her eyes. She widened her eyes but still could not see clearly. Finally, her vision went black and she lost consciousness.

Qin Peng, don't die!

Don't leave me! I don't want to!