Chapter 1234 Choose the Divine Sword
Because he couldn't bear the strong pressure on the seventh floor of the sword tomb, Jianming simply rolled down from above.
After reaching the bottom, there are naturally countless Tianjian Palace practitioners around.
However, although these Heavenly Sword Palace practitioners are still respectful on the surface, their attitudes have already undergone tremendous changes.
In other words, I don't care much about sword life anymore...
After all, from their point of view, Jianming's life has been cold for most of it...
Now it's just forcibly continuing to live!
Offended Fang Fan, do you still want to live?
The key is that the contract of God was signed with death...
It can only be said that it is unfortunate!
"No...I can't die...I definitely can't die..."
"I want revenge... I still have a lot of things to do..."
Jian Ming gritted his teeth, killing intent in his eyes, and endless resentment emerged in his heart...
These grievances are naturally vented on Fang Fan. After all, Fang Fan made him have the current ending...
"Kneel down and commit suicide? I can't do it!"
"The contract of God was what I had to sign at the time..."
"But... even if it violates the contract of God? It's not a dead end..."
Jian Ming pondered secretly, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to see a chance to survive!
It's better to die than live... He still understands this truth.
If there is a chance to live, why do you have to execute the path of death?
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Sword Tomb, the eighth floor...
Sikong Yuxin silently held a holy sword in his hand, and looked at Fang Fan on the ninth floor of the sword tomb, a pair of indifferent eyes filled with unresolved colors...
"This Fang Fan and that little girl are very weird..."
"Fang Fan needless to say, being able to be targeted by the True God himself... It is conceivable that he is definitely not an ordinary person... It is even very likely that other True Gods will be reincarnated and reborn!"
"If you can kill him, take his divine position, and dedicate it to the goddess, the goddess will be very happy..."
"As for the little girl... I always feel a sense of panic when I approach her, as if there is something extremely terrifying about her..."
"These people... are so weird!"
"But no matter what, the Divine Sword you finally get will be mine..."
"Everything here will be mine!"
Sikong Yuxin's indifferent face showed greed...
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Sword Tomb, ninth floor.
"Brother Fan, which divine sword do you want, I'll let it follow you!"
Yun Xiaoxiao was lying on Fang Fan's shoulder, stroking the nine holy swords in front of her...
Yun Xiaoxiao's meaning is also very simple, that is, if Fang Fan is willing, she can let any divine sword follow Fang Fan...
Fang Fan was silent...
The highest level of these divine swords in front of them even has a five-star holy sword! This is a five-star holy artifact! Priceless!
The average quasi-sacred artifact is worth a thousand star cores...
One-star holy artifact selling hundreds of thousands of star cores is not a problem...
As for the five-star holy artifact long sword, the million star core? Ten million star cores? Not necessarily impossible...
"I want that divine sword..."
Fang Fan looked at the one-star holy sword that was motionless, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
It was really tangled before, but now I feel much more comfortable after I make up my mind.
"That sword?"
"Well... Brother Fan, then I can't help you. That sword is so arrogant, and you don't want to come and play with me..."
Yun Xiaoxiao said with a pursed mouth.
