Ye Ling, who entered the tombstone of the tomb, just sat down cross-legged, and in front of him, a magnificent and vast picture suddenly appeared, distorting the entire heaven and earth in front of Ye Ling.

Rumble!

The next moment, when Ye Ling opened his eyes again, he was standing in a boundless universe, the stars shimmering all around, flashing with a vast and terrifying aura.

"This is ......"

Ye Ling's eyes widened, looking at the strange scene in front of him, the stars, and the vast starry universe, all of which made him feel insignificant.

Sa!

Suddenly, a dazzling sword light appeared from the distant starry sky like a huge space aircraft carrier, and pierced this side of the world in the blink of an eye.

The moment a sword slashed through, Ye Ling was suddenly stunned, because he actually found that this sword seemed to have brought the world on this side into a silence.

"Nine Swords of Burial Heaven!"

With an ancient voice remembering, in front of Ye Ling, a full nine sword lights suddenly appeared, bursting out in the universe, flashing with dazzling light.

"Nine Swords of Burial Heaven!"

Ye Ling's eyes widened, muttering to himself, feeling that his heart was about to pop out, this magical power is such a big breath, he dares to call himself a burial heaven?

However, Ye Ling looked at the nine sword lights that appeared in the vast universe, and he had another feeling, these nine sword lights were full of the aura of silence and destruction.

It seems that it is not impossible to cut through this side of heaven and earth and hide the sky.

At this moment, in front of Ye Ling, a figure suddenly appeared, with his hands behind his back, wearing a black robe, stepping on a three-foot green peak, galloping, the wind was light.

Ye Ling's spirit instantly tensed, his face was extremely solemn, and he felt a trace of extreme depression from this figure, making him feel a little difficult to breathe.

"Honza, Sword God!"

The moment the figure slowly floated in front of Ye Ling, the handsome young man with his hands on his back spoke lightly, and after Ye Ling heard this name, he was immediately stupid.

Sword God!

Oh my God, this man turned out to be the Sword God, so the treasure of the Fallen Sacred Ridge is also the inheritance of the Sword God?

No wonder, no wonder it's all sword intent, no wonder a ban has stopped the existence of all the Great Luo Chaos Giants, no wonder all the forces have gone crazy.

Sword God, but it is an existence at the same level as Hongjun Dao Ancestor, and Ye Ling also knows that the name of the Sword God, even if it is placed in the vast starry sky, is also a great name!

Involuntarily, Ye Ling's body tensed, obviously a little restrained, no matter how arrogant he was, it was impossible for him to be unruly in front of the Sword God, that was looking for death.

"The inheritance of this seat is buried in the Fallen Holy Ridge. ”

"You are very good, logically speaking, you should be qualified to inherit the mantle of this throne, but unfortunately, this seat has found a junior that I cannot refuse. ”

"However, you are very eye-catching, so it is considered compensation, and it can be regarded as a reward for you entering the tomb on the ninth floor, this Nine Swords of the Burial Heaven, this seat will teach you. ”

The Sword God looked at Ye Ling and said indifferently, hearing this, Ye Ling couldn't help but wrinkle his forehead.

The mysterious tomb at the top of the firmament has been predestined by this unfathomable and terrifying being?

Damn, since that's the case, it's still a fart scramble, just just point the troops and point the generals, isn't it over, so many people have died, and in the end it turned out to be a bamboo basket for water?

"The Tao of chance is not to be taken lightly. ”

"For you, this is an experience, even if it falls, it is no wonder that others, survival of the fittest, no matter which plane you are in, in what world, it is the way of heaven!"

The sword god said indifferently with his hands behind his back, as if he had seen through what Ye Ling was thinking.

"This Nine Swords of Burial Heaven is a magical power created by this seat in the vast starry sky, if you can learn it, it can be regarded as a creation, if you can't understand it, it is also your life. ”

"I'll just demonstrate it for you, and how much you understand depends on your own creation. ”

As he spoke, the figure of the sword god suddenly retreated, directly into the vast starry sky, floating in the void so indifferently, with an arrogant and indifferent breath, which made people a little afraid.

Well, at this moment, the three-foot Qingfeng that was trampled under the feet of the sword god flew up with a roar, floating directly in the void, and then the sword god held it with one palm, and the three-foot Qingfeng was in his hand.

Rumble!

At this moment, among the three-foot green peaks, an unparalleled sword light burst out, and the sword light penetrated the entire starry sky, covering all the starry sky in the universe.

"This sword, bury the sky!"

Sa!

Suddenly, the sword god drank indifferently, and with a sword in his hand, he saw that among the ordinary three-foot green peaks, a terrifying and unparalleled power erupted.

When the sword light pierced the heavens and the earth, Ye Ling clearly saw the terrifying sword light, and it directly fluctuated with wisps of terrifying sword intent like ripples.

The sword intent rippled all around, and when the sword light fluttered and the sword intent was permeated, everything that was affected suddenly turned into nothingness and became a frightening dead silence!

With just such a sword, the vast starry sky around it was completely pulled into nothingness, completely devouring all the vitality without any hope.

In the boundless vastness of the universe, the stars seemed to have encountered a terrible black hole, and all of them were strangely swallowed up and disappeared.

Burial day, this is a veritable burial day!

Ye Ling was dumbfounded, looking at the sword in front of him in a daze, he felt that cold sweat was growing on his own back, and his soul almost collapsed.

It was too strong, just this sword surpassed everything Ye Ling knew now!

"This sword, the Nine Swords of Burial Heaven!"

"It's just that this is the final sword, and the nine swords are one, and it is the burial sky!"

"If you can comprehend a few swords, it depends on your own creation, and as for everything else, it is fate. ”

After speaking, the sword god pointed a single point, and the void in front of him shattered, and his figure was also directly wrapped and disappeared directly.

And the world in front of Ye Ling's eyes suddenly crossed a terrifying sword light, exactly the same as the sword of the sword god before!

This sword pierced the heavens and the earth again, and this side of the void became completely dead and silent, became nothing, and there was no longer any vitality, no withered glory, and became dilapidated.

"This sword ......!"

Ye Ling looked at this sword, and when he looked at it for the second time, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had comprehended something.

Immediately, Ye Ling sat in the starry sky, slowly closed his eyes, and in the vast starry sky in front of him, sword lights appeared one after another.

The second more is delivered.

The other two are behind, so I can't wait to get up early tomorrow to see it.

In addition, the explosion is during the day, and I have been busy until midnight, so I can't bear it, sorry!

(End of chapter)