Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

The two of them joined forces very early to steal the ancestral tombs of the royal family.

Now, open the coffin of a guy who has been dead for thousands of years.

There is really no psychological burden at all.

Jun Aohan glanced at the thick chain around him.

"You flash away."

Ye Qingli stepped back obediently.

Jun Aohan shouted.

The cold gushes out, forming an extremely powerful ice blade in the air.

Cleave in the air.

"brush!"

"boom!"

The huge casket crashed to the ground.

It was not until this time that Ye Qingli discovered that the coffin was actually carved out of a whole piece of jade.

She stuck out her tongue.

"It's such a big deal."

The huge sarcophagus is like a whole transparent crystal.

However, there was only one dead bone left.

Even the most powerful warrior, if he does not break through the innate ninth rank, it is impossible to withstand the invasion of the years.

Jun Aohan reached out his hand and opened the coffin directly.

When the wind blew, the pile of dead bones suddenly turned to ashes.

Inside, there is a long iron box covered with rust.

"Zheng!"

Chi Xiao suddenly uttered a crisp sound of Long Yin.

Jun Aohan is thoughtful.

He picked up the iron box directly.

"Qingli!"

Ye Qingli removed Chixiao directly from under the coffin.

"Snapped!"

The iron box in Jun Aohan's hands suddenly shattered into countless pieces.

A dark red sword with a blood stain on it.

Appeared in the hands of Jun Aohan!

Face with countless blood threads.

It's like being murderous from hell.

People shudder at a glance.

And Chi Qing in Ye Qingli's hands.

Suddenly a dazzling light burst out.

Then, it took off directly from Ye Qingli's hands!

Countless rust flew out around.

What emerged in the middle was an extremely brilliant and golden sword!

There are dragon patterns engraved on it.

Standing proudly in the air.

A clear sound like Long Yin!

On the hilt, there are also two ancient writings.

Ye Qingli called out in surprise.

"Really Chixiao!"

"It turns out that Chi Xiao and Blood Refining must meet before they can burst out of their original light!"

The golden glow of Chixiao and the dark red Chilian.

The two swords are put together in a very different style.

There was no trace of violation.

On the contrary, it seems that coordination.

The expression on Jun Aohan's face suddenly became soft.

"What did you think of?"

"I suddenly thought that there used to be a legend about these two swords on rivers and lakes."

"What legend?"

"It is said that the sword master Long Yuanzi at that time. He had two disciples, a man and a woman. The two of them, who had been worshiping under the gate of Master Long Yuanzi since childhood, loved each other very much. One day later, Master Long Yuanzi decided, Use your life's energy to build two peerless swords. "

"For this reason, he searched all the rare materials in the whole world, went to save the green, and finally opened the furnace to cast the sword. In the process of casting the sword, he experienced countless hardships. The thunder rolls and the demon attacks.

"So, is his sword made?"

Ye Qingli asked nervously.

"In the end, it's not easy to make it. However, the guts of the two swords, fused together, can never be separated."

Ye Qingli knows that the last step in casting a sword is to separate the gallbladder, otherwise, it cannot be a good sword.