In this unknown ancient land.

As long as the wind blows, the thatch, which is several feet high, is like a wave, surging away one after another, which is extremely spectacular.

But at this time.

Feng Qingyan stared at Tianyu tightly.

His gaze seemed to penetrate countless worlds, seeing that the little sword grew bigger and bigger, sinking one world after another......

It is carrying destruction, and it is like a bamboo.

Unstoppable!

This made Feng Qingyan feel shocked in his heart, what kind of sword is this?

Why is it so scary?

Can destroy worlds one by one?

When I first saw it, it was just a very ordinary small iron sword, and it didn't contain any power.

But.

After that flat voice finished speaking.

This ordinary little iron sword, unknowingly, has mysterious power. It fell into a world and slowly sank from the earth, as if absorbing the essence of the world......

Could it be that the essence of the world nourishes it?

Is it so terrifying?

Feng Qingyan frowned and thought.

But after thinking about it, I felt unlikely, after all, it directly penetrated the first world. And the essence of the first world should not be enough to nourish such a terrifying little sword.

So......

He remembered that sentence.

"It can level the sky with a sword and kill all enemies in the world......"

It seems that it is precisely because of this sentence that the little sword has such terrifying power.

And, it's really flat.

It's not just a flat day, but a direct destruction.

Feng Qingyan discovered for the first time that there was such a terrifying existence in the world, which was beyond his imagination.

The sword didn't come out, it just fell, and it sank layer after layer of world.

How horrible is that?

At this time.

The little sword was still falling, sinking into layers of unknown worlds......

The little sword is getting closer.

Eventually, he will fall into the ancient world he is in.

Who is the one who speaks?

Who is the owner of the little sword?

At this moment, the word "emperor" suddenly appeared in his mind, could it be the emperor?

He came to the ancient world from the Heavenly Tomb Mountain, and perhaps everything he saw, thought, and thought was related to the Heavenly Tomb.

And the heavenly tomb is, naturally, the book of the emperor.

So.

This is the Emperor's Sword?

It is understandable that the Emperor's sword slashes all the enemies in the world, but why should he use a sword to calm the sky?

Logically speaking, the emperor represents the heavens, and if a sword level the sky, doesn't it mean a sword to level oneself? Even if this "heaven" does not refer to oneself, why should the sky be leveled?

What did God do?

Why did the emperor want to be peaceful?

Feng Qingyan remembered the Seven Killing Town Heavenly Monument hidden in the Book City, and the thirteenth emperor of the stele owner also wanted to kill the sky.

On the thirteenth day, the emperor wants to kill the heavens, and the emperor also wants to calm the heavens.

It's worth pondering.

From this point of view, this "heaven" is indeed extremely sinful.

Maybe the real sin deserves death!

In the interval of a few breaths, or a few days, or years.

The little sword was finally about to fall into the ancient world, and the earth gradually shook.

As the sword got closer, the ground shook more violently, and it felt like it was about to shatter. It seems that even the thick ancient land cannot withstand the power of the little sword......

At this moment, Feng Qingyan frowned.

I don't know if the ancient world will be destroyed like other worlds.

And will he die?

Boom Boom –

Before the little sword arrived, the earth began to crack.

Feng Qingyan immediately appeared in the air, watching the flat earth begin to collapse, arching in some places and collapsing in others.

It's just a matter of days.

The flat earth is no longer flat, and mountains and deep ravines appear......

Rumble!

The heavens and the earth shook violently.

Feng Qingyan saw the little sword, and finally fell into the ancient world.

However, the small sword can no longer be called a small sword, but an incomparably huge iron sword, like a majestic mountain.

Whew-

The power of the small sword burst out like a violent wind.

The thatch, which was several feet high, turned into ashes in an instant.

Flying sand and rocks between heaven and earth.

Boom Boom –

The earth cracked, the sky shattered.

The desolate ancient world was about to shatter, which made Feng Qingyan's heart shocked, and his figure retreated wildly.

The power that burst out of the small sword, even he couldn't afford it, could destroy him in an instant.

Thankfully.

He was far away from Xiaojian, at least tens of thousands of miles.

However, the horror of the little sword is still felt.

It is destroying the ancient world.

This is the Emperor's Sword?

Feng Qingyan retreated frantically while looking at the iron sword in horror.

The iron sword was inky black, incomparably huge, and when seen from a distance, it looked like a long mountain falling. At this moment, he saw that an iron sword had sunk to the earth, and it seemed that it had penetrated the earth, and was about to fall into the world behind the ancient world.

But.

Feng Qingyan suddenly saw that the iron sword slowly stopped sinking, and it seemed to have exhausted its power.

This is?

Feng Qingyan was very surprised.

Could it be that the Ancient World can bear the weight of a small sword?

After all, the ancient world is extremely thick, and it doesn't seem to be comparable to other worlds, so it is also the expectation in Feng Qingyan's heart.

Now the expectation has come true.

This breath ......

Feng Qingyan frowned and examined, and suddenly found that the aura emanating from the small sword had a faint familiar feeling.

It's light, but it's terrifying.

It was this faint breath that destroyed the world, allowing the little sword to sink one world after another.

What is this breath?

Feng Qingyan tried to remember.

He felt that he should have felt it......

In the land of the ancients.

The little sword sank to the earth and plunged into the sky.

It seems to run through three worlds, and the Ancient World is right in the middle.

As time passed, the aura of destruction carried by the small sword was gradually dispersed by the desolate ancient world.

The ancient world gradually stabilized.

Stop shattering.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Ancient World bears the weight of a small sword, and it shouldn't collapse again......

However, at this time, the ancient land was no longer flat as far as the eye could see, but turned into mountains, plateaus, plains and other terrain.

Soon after.

Feng Qingyan found that the iron sword was gradually becoming ordinary.

He was a little surprised.

Could it be that the little sword has lost its power and is just an ordinary iron sword?

He felt that the terrifying sword breath between heaven and earth was gradually receding, so he tried to move closer and found that the iron sword had really lost its power.

Why did the little sword lose its power?

Feng Qingyan was a little curious.

Now.

He looked carefully as he walked towards the little sword.

From a distance, the little sword looked like a huge stone peak that reached into the sky, and there was no end in sight. It seems that the tip of its sword pierced into another realm, breaking through the earth from the earth, becoming an ordinary stone mountain......

And so on –

Feng Qingyan suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

He stopped looking, his brow furrowed, and nothing seemed to be the difference. But. The feeling of wrongness in his heart is getting stronger and stronger......

I always feel that there is something wrong with the huge stone peak in front of me.

What's wrong?

Feng Qingyan thought as he walked towards Shi Feng.

This huge pinnacle, which seems to have gone through endless years, has traces of wind and rain, and some of the stone skins have been weathered.

In the blink of an eye.

A year has passed.

Feng Qingyan hadn't walked in front of Shi Feng yet.

And the thatch under his feet grew to several feet again, like a sea of thatch.

I don't know when.

Feng Qingyan finally walked to the bottom of the stone peak.

The stone peak is high into the sky, majestic and incomparable, as if inserted into the sky. At this moment, he stood under the stone peak, as small as an ant, which made him sigh infinitely.

And at this time.

He finally realized that something was wrong.

He thought about it carefully and found that the little sword turned into a stone peak in an instant......

Therefore, the wrong thing is that it is obviously a small sword, but in the blink of an eye, it has become a stone peak.

But when he saw Shi Feng, he felt that Shi Feng already existed.

It seems that it was not transformed by a small sword.

It's a real pinnacle!

"The Emperor's Sword, turned into a stone peak?"

Feng Qingyan squinted his eyes and looked at it in surprise, but he didn't notice any difference in the stone peak in front of him.

Now it doesn't look like a sword.

It really seems like it's just a rocky mountain.

However, he couldn't understand why the little sword turned into a stone peak, and even though the little sword lost its power, it was still the Emperor's sword and still had the power of the sword.

Although he is now under the stone peak, he is still nearly a thousand miles away from the stone peak.

He continued to approach the stone peak.

A few days later.

He finally came to the foot of the stone peak.

Feng Qingyan looked at the moss, weeds, trees, etc. in the stone skin, and couldn't tell that it was a sword at all.

He reached out and peeled a piece of stone skin, but there was no smell of metal in the stone skin.

It's just weathered stone skins.

After a while.

He put his hand on Shi Feng and carefully felt the breath of Shi Feng.

"The sky has to be clear, the earth has to be peaceful, the immortals have to be spiritual, the valley has to be surplus, and all things have to live. The Tao can not return to the sky, raise people but can not survive forever, sigh for a moment, a streamer, hurriedly drowned in the clouds and flowing ......water for a hundred years"

And at this time.

An ethereal voice seemed to fall from the sea of clouds, echoing between heaven and earth.

This voice is like the sound of the avenue, exuding all kinds of mysterious charm, which makes people feel very comfortable.

It seems that the spirit is also resonating.

Feng Qingyan listened quietly, not exploring at the moment.

Before he knew it, the blood in his body was gradually boiling, as if it was burning.

A faint halo appeared on him, pale red, as if a red flame was burning on his body.

Zizi –

There was a buzz in his body.

Then there was a wisp of black smoke coming out of his body, and something seemed to have been burned.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan was a little surprised in his heart, he felt that the strange black mist that had been lurking in his body was actually burned by the boiling blood.

“...... It regards life as grass mustard, life as dust, and sages and saints, all of whom regard it as if people do not support their lives, there will be a day, people do not refine qi, it is difficult to get out of the cage, and they concentrate on it, and all spirits gather, and they can cut the sky with their bodies. Naturally, rushing silently, all my life, all my strength, all my spirit......"

Boom Boom –

The blood in his body thundered.

The blood veins are like boiling rivers, and the blood is like magma, exuding a blazing wave of qi.

Blood is burning the body.

Layers of black mist emerged from his body, and then it was burned away by the flames that appeared on his body.

As the weird black mist in his body burned more and more, the more curious Feng Qingyan became, what kind of sound was this?

Under the influence of sound.

The blood in his body was tumbling and churning, producing a terrifying temperature.

Those strange black fogs hidden in the body, which even the Wen Qi could not dispel, were actually burned by the sound.

It really shocked him.

He closed his eyes and continued to listen.

The voice is ethereal, like the sound of the avenue, exuding all kinds of mysterious charm, and the whole person is fluttering like a fairy.

It seems to be about to soar.

His body floated slowly, like a fluttering feather.

However, after he floated up, his hand left Shi Feng, and the ethereal voice suddenly disappeared.

He fell suddenly.

Do you need to touch the stone peak?

Feng Qingyan was surprised, so he touched Shi Feng again and heard the ethereal voice again.

Soon after, his body burned again with a thick flame, burning away the strange black mist hidden in his body. However, his body was an emperor's body, and the strange black mist hidden was boundless, like oceans hidden in his body.

The main thing is that the blood cannot be burned to the heart.

As long as the strange black mist of the emperor's heart is not completely dispelled, it will eventually pollute the emperor's body.

So no matter how many times the strange black fog in the emperor's body was cleared.

It will still be polluted by the emperor's heart.

After he figured it out, he couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and looked inward, saw the boiling blood, and when he returned to his heart, it gradually became colder.

However, despite this, he still touched Shi Feng, allowing the ethereal sound to reappear, causing the blood in his body to boil for the third time.

He didn't let go of his hand again.

Whew-

Flames burned through him.

Layers of eerie black mist emerged, and then were burned away by the flames......

As time passed, he felt that the strange black mist in his body gradually decreased.

A year later, the strange black mist in his body was finally half dispelled, but it would take nearly a year to completely dispel it.

He continued to burn.

He didn't know what it was like to have no weird black mist in his body, so he really wanted to know.

Although he will eventually be polluted by the emperor's heart, he thinks it is worth it.

Another year passed.

The strange black mist in his body has never been burned clean.

Because the Emperor's Heart is constantly polluted, it can't be expelled at all, unless it is to completely expel the strange black fog of the Emperor's Heart.

Otherwise, everything is useless.

He figured it out and gave up.

"It's a pity that I still don't know what it's like to have a clean body. Feng Qingyan shook his head, then withdrew his hand, and the ethereal voice disappeared again.

And.

He listened for two years.

The ears are a little numb, and they are no longer ethereal, but a little annoying.

From whose voice did this voice come from?

He was curious.

Ever since he came to the Ancient World, three voices have appeared, each one different. However, it is also possible that all three voices come from the same person......

"Is it the Emperor?"

While he was thinking, he walked up to the stone peak step by step, to see if he could follow the stone peak to another world? After he walked up the stone peak, he gradually felt that there was a faint mysterious aura in the stone peak.

It's that familiar breath again.

He felt it as he walked, and became more curious about the breath.

Unconsciously, he followed Shi Feng to the sea of clouds, but he didn't stop and continued to walk up.

There is no end to Tianyu, and there is no end to Shifeng.

With the passage of time.

His pace slowed down, his steps became a little heavy, and at last he struggled to walk.

Although he could continue to walk up at the moment, he felt that there was no need.

I am afraid that the sky of this desolate and ancient earth will not come to an end.

He found a place to sit down.

Don't move, don't look, don't think, just sit quietly and screen all distractions from your mind.

The aura grew stronger.

......

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