Gu Han casually raised the ancient long sword he had pinched, and smiled and said, "Are you calling it? It doesn't seem to care about you very much."

Dugu Xing didn't say a word!

He did try to recall his sword, but... the sword spirit sinks into the sea like a stone, and there is no response at all!

Bang!

Bang!

...

As the great ancestor of the Tianjian lineage and the only remaining son of Tianjianzi, he naturally didn't want to lose such a big person, so he immediately started to use the secret technique of the Tianjian lineage!

Buzz!

Buzzing!

In Gu Han's hand, the ancient long sword finally responded, trembling constantly, but... it was still suppressed by him!

"Being a sword cultivator."

"I can't even call my own sword back."

Gu Han sighed quietly and said, "You should stop being a sword cultivator as soon as possible."

While talking.

His big hand was slightly pressed, and the strands of great power of sentient beings continued to sink into the sword body, and the long sword trembled even more violently!

Click!

Crack Crack Crack!

As visible to the naked eye, cracks appeared on the sword body, becoming denser and denser, like spider webs!

Chaos up and down!

Everything exists or not!

Except for Gu Han, no one can cultivate the business of sentient beings, and except for the black sword in his hand, no sword can carry the infusion and baptism of sentient beings!

Even if...

This sword was collected by Tian Jianzi himself and created it himself, and even baptized with his own sword intent!
Chapter completed!