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"Dang!"

The second bell rang, a melodious bell, echoing in this small world.

All the people were solemn, including those Heavenly Realm masters in the sky, who were quietly waiting for the orders of the contemporary Heavenly Sword Pavilion Lord......

"The sword comes out, and the sages of the past generations are sacrificed with the sword intent!"

A deep voice came from the mouth of the current Heavenly Sword Pavilion Master, and the white long sword in his hand also reached the sky at this moment.

"Buzz!"

In the next moment, the sword intent of the nearly 100,000 sword cultivators present suddenly rushed into the sky, almost like a substance, through this small world, directly scattering the clouds outside, revealing the clear blue sky and the golden sun.

Jiang Hao's expression was in a trance, the last time he saw such a scene, I don't know how long ago it was, but now, in this world that he doesn't know if it's illusory, he actually saw such a scene again, which made him feel like a world away.

In the sky, a series of majestic figures gradually emerged, although they were all ordinary figures, but in the consciousness of everyone, they stood up to the sky, like peerless sword immortals, those figures were all the imprints left by the sages of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion in the past dynasties, leaving a trace of sword intent inside, wanting to bless future generations, so that future generations can walk more smoothly on the road of sword cultivation.

One by one, sword cultivators from all major realms closed their eyes one after another, feeling the sword intent falling from those ancestors, wanting to find a path suitable for themselves from that trace of sword intent, and let their attainments in the sword path go further.

This kind of sword intent, which is considered a blessing, is untargeted, and even Li Changde, who is not very talented in swordsmanship, also closed his eyes under the blessing of sword intent to improve his poor swordsmanship attainment.

"Here ......

Jiang Hao also felt a feeling like an initiation, which made him close his eyes tightly and begin to feel the sword intent from the sages of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

A series of vague figures flashed in his mind, each figure was dancing with different sword skills, and even each one was as unfathomable as he felt in the sword diagram at that time.

However, there was no fluctuation in his heart, and he was even a little confused, these sword skills, and even the majestic sword intent, could not cause any resonance to him.

Moreover, there are many sword skills that are also very difficult for him now, but now in his eyes, they are quite simple and no longer so cumbersome.

Even, gradually, even the sword intent he felt was no longer so majestic, and even to him, it was like the painless sword intent he felt at the foot of the mountain before.

"Why is this happening?"

His sword intent has never grown, why does he feel this way?

Is it really because this world is an illusion, and he is the only real being in the illusion?

"You don't see yourself clearly, you wander in a strange world for too long, and you gradually get lost. ”

An ethereal voice, floating from nowhere, startled Jiang Hao, and when he calmed down and listened, there was no news.

"What's going on......"

Jiang Hao was stunned, he didn't quite understand what he said just now, but for some reason, after hearing that sentence, his heart gradually became clearer, and his feelings gradually became sensitive, until-

"Huh?"

A sharp headache struck him, and an unprecedented sense of panic arose that made him instinctively use all the power he could at his disposal in this instant.

Sun and Moon Essence, Haotian Sword, Ice God Flower, Xunfeng Pupil...... Even his demon pupil loosened the seal at this moment, allowing the power of the demon spirit to pour out, filling his limbs and hundreds of remains.

Even, before he understood what was going on, there were four voices suddenly in his chest, although only he could hear them, but at this moment, there were only these four voices left in his world!

The rustling of leaves, the burning of the fire, the rolling of waterfalls, and the melodious and ethereal sound of ancient bells!

"Whew...... Ahem!"

The next moment, at this moment, Jiang Hao, who seemed to be deprived of his senselessness, felt everything in the outside world again, and what happened just now made him a little detached, and after taking a deep breath, he coughed heavily and sat down on the ground in defeat.

However, before he could think about what had happened to him, the scene around him made him stunned.

Around him, there was already a corpse lying down, almost all of them bled to death, and Li Changde, who had always been submissive to himself, didn't know how long he had been dead, his face was covered in blood, he was half-kneeling on the ground, and he was still holding the rusty iron sword engraved with his name tightly in his hand.

"What the hell is going on?"

He looked around with some horror, but found that the sword cultivators who did not die immediately had already fought together with their swords, and their eyes were blood-red, as if they had turned into demons.

"Roar!"

Someone covered his head, let out a beast roar that did not look like a human, and killed Jiang Hao, but Jiang Hao directly broke his leg bone with a sword finger and fell to the ground.

"Whew...... Uh......"

However, what made Jiang Hao feel shocking was that after the man fell to the ground, his hands danced in the air, and finally he actually raised the sword in his hand and inserted it into his chest.

Blood splattered on the man's face, still smiling maniacally.

Jiang Hao looked at the end of the man wordlessly, his body trembled slightly, as if he had returned to the night he died, but he suddenly thought of something, and frantically transmitted the sound towards the Sword Emperor Divine Stone.

“…… Elder Yan, what the hell is this ......?"

"Boom!"

A loud roar interrupted his voice, making the place where he was standing tremble, and then he looked up, but just one glance shocked his heart beyond measure.

The blue sky has turned blood, and the golden sun has turned pure black. Originally, there were hundreds of people standing in the sky, but now there were only a few dozen people left, and even the contemporary Heavenly Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master who was bathed in holy light was also dyed with bright red blood, and at this time, he was leading the surviving Heavenly Sword Pavilion people to look at the air with solemn faces.

And in the air, a huge black circle enveloped this small world, and within that black circle, there were countless giant beasts, monks, and even aliens with wings on their backs, like gods.

What shocked Jiang Hao was that the ancient alien species he had seen, such as the Flame Hell Bone Dragon, the Purple Gold Swallowing Sky Python, and the Nether Poisonous Crocodile, were also impressive, and there were even many that he had never seen, but it seemed that they were desolate and ancient aliens that could be identified.

The strange thing is that in the middle of those mysterious creatures, there is a black coffin, and even colorful blood is flowing on it!

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