Divine Seal: Attribute Cultivation, Starting from Saving Cai'er

Long Haochen looked happy under the mask.

He was almost successful, Divine Sword was responding to him.

only.

Long Haochen always felt that something was missing.

Holding the divine sword in his hand, Ball Ball was vaguely attracted to Long Fan.

Looking at Long Fan with eight golden wings, Long Haochen felt slightly enlightened.

Without saying anything else, he put the half-awakened divine sword back into the wooden box again.

Then, take a step back.

Make a fist with your right hand and knock it on your chest.

He performed a standard knightly salute to the heavy sword.

"I can feel your sadness, but the past is the past, and the Divine Sword should not be covered in dust.

Perhaps, I am not the most suitable master for you, but I am willing to wake you up and let you find the most suitable master for you.

If that person is still alive, then he will never want to see your glory continue to be covered up in future generations, so the return of the Divine Sword Soul...

The Divine Sword immediately trembled, as if in response.

Ding--

With a crisp cracking sound, the crack first appeared on the hilt of the sword.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly moved towards the round gem that spread to the tip of the sword.

With a pop, all the black was completely turned into ashes in an instant.

Yes, Excalibur is awakened.

After being in the dust for hundreds of years, it woke up from its slumber again.

In Ye Weiyang's eyes, which were half surprised and half astonished, the bead at the tip of the sword suddenly burst out with thousands of rays of light.

The originally dark sword body turned into an ethereal and transparent golden color.

Those dull cloud patterns now glowed brightly, like clouds on the horizon.

The body of this sword is like a hidden dragon moving through the clouds.

The only thing that puzzles everyone is.

The reborn divine sword just floated quietly above the wooden box.

Long Haochen also silently stepped aside, not reaching out to grasp the sword he had awakened.

soon.

In the confused eyes of many people, Long Fan took a step forward.

"Next, let me give it a try."

Long Haochen nodded slightly.

Just as he said himself, the divine sword should not be covered in dust, but should shine again and kill the evil spirits!

Although this sword has been awakened now, it can be said that it is recognized as half the master.

If you proposed to take it away, the sender Ye Weiyang would not and had no reason to stop it.

But Long Haochen felt that only a more suitable person could unleash the power of the divine sword.

From the day it possesses spirituality, it should be held in the hands of the knight.

Use His sharp edge to cut through thorns and eradicate evil.

Go fight for justice, fight to protect everyone who needs to be protected.

But currently, his seventh-level strength is still weak and a bit unqualified.

But the knight in front of him is obviously more suitable.

I saw Long Fan dodge and come under the divine sword.

Ye Weiyang asked subconsciously.

"Can I tell you your age?"

Long Fan didn't want to expose too much and cause trouble.

Therefore, his tone was indifferent and he refused.

"To eat eggs, why do you need to know the hen that lays them..."

Ye Weiyang was slightly stunned.

Because it is rare to meet someone who can reject her directly in person.

However, being the chief auctioneer is definitely not due to his looks.

There was no pretense, he calmed down his emotions immediately.

He leaned forward and whispered, taking a step back at the same time.

"With all due respect, you may begin."

Long Fan nodded slightly.

Immediately, his eyes were stern, staring at the divine sword in mid-air.

"Come back and let your glory shine on the earth again.

Serve me as your Lord, and let your light follow me to sweep away all darkness..."

As he spoke, he held out his hands.

"Here comes the sword!"

Feng Ling'er, who was holding the wooden box, was always looking at this mysterious knight with great curiosity when Long Fan was about to take the stage.

When he saw the other party reaching out and automatically summoning the divine sword, his curiosity became even stronger.

When Ye Weiyang on the side saw this, her heart beat violently.

Because as a descendant of Ye Shuai, she had already vaguely felt the possibility of Divine Sword being conquered.

Those who obtain the divine sword may not necessarily be the top experts, but they are definitely destined to belong to the divine sword.

However, Long Fan seemed to have never felt the intense gaze of the two beauties.

His eyes were always looking directly at the suspended divine sword.

Gululu——

The bead at the tip of the sword suddenly seemed to come alive.

There is still no edge or tip.

But it emitted a six-foot sword light on its own.

There is no sharp breath in the swallowing.

But it seems invincible.

At the same time, he began to greedily absorb all the light elements in the air.

Soon, the sword rotated and entered Long Fan's palm.

"Your light will surely return to the world.

Your sharp edge will definitely make your enemies tremble..."

Before he finished speaking, he raised it high above his head.

Like a sword god, he was overlooking all the people in the huge auction hall.

This moment.

When the heavy sword was presented to everyone, four emotions were felt invariably.

Somber, solemn, sad, dead!

He also seemed to hear those words from Ye Wushang, those domineering whispers of a king.

"If humans want to defeat the demons, they must first defeat themselves. I am willing to look down on the Demon God Emperor and fight for the dignity of mankind!"

Let Excalibur speak.

This is clearly the resurrection of the sword spirit, it is simply a miracle!

Chapter 430 425 Aria

hum~

A sound fell.

The sword spirit that spanned hundreds of years resurrected and trembled.

It was as if they were cheering for finding a new owner.

Long Fan called in his heart.

"Yating."

A golden light flashed from behind, and a graceful golden figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The six wings behind him converge.

A rich golden light spread all over his body.

Zhong Minyu's beautiful temperament can be said to shock the whole audience.

On par with Red Rose·Ye Weiyang and Sayuri·Feng Linger.

The black-gold war dress adds even more sassy style to Yating.

The two major auctioneers were temporarily eclipsed by the soft and pure light element in Yating's body.

For a moment, this fairy flower dominated the crowd, attracting many auctioneers who were planning to leave.

First, because of the unique charm of the light element elves, like the goddess of light descending into the world, those people couldn't help but look over.

You can clearly see the six wings restrained behind Yating.

The auctioneers in the front row can feel the pure light element most directly.

The resurgence of Divine Sword was already a shock.

Now I am even more shocked.

The professionals present are all of high level of cultivation and have some understanding of the light element elves.

But I have never heard of it, let alone seen the evolution of the light elemental elves in front of me being almost the same as real people.

This knight's talent... is really shocking.

Long Haochen also reacted immediately.

The knight opposite was clearly Brother Fan, who had awakened and evolved the light elemental elf in the exorcism level.

No wonder there is such pure power of light element.

In the vast Holy Demon Continent, apart from himself, the son of light, there was only Long Vern who could inspire such a pure light element.

Long Fan handed the heavy sword in his hand to Yating.

Yating, who felt connected, stretched out her jade hand to take it with great care.

Long Fan took a step back.

First, he made a fist with his right hand, knocked it on his chest, and performed a standard knightly salute.

Immediately afterwards, his hands turned into shining crystals, rhythmically carving runes.

Although the weapon spirit has been awakened, it is still weak after being buried in dust for hundreds of years.

Long Fan planned to activate the God of Light's magic to once again illuminate the sword beads just like the miracle a hundred years ago.

Yating knelt down on one knee respectfully and held the heavy sword in her hand firmly.