Ye Lin nodded and said indifferently: "I came here for this purpose." ”

Demon Lord, please also enter the world in my body, Ye Lin said slowly.

With a slight movement of his mind, Ye Lin slowly extended his consciousness, and when that consciousness touched the Nightmare Demon Lord, the bodies of the two disappeared abruptly.

By the time the two of them reappeared, they had already appeared in Ye Lin's inner world.

The Nightmare Demon Lord looked at Ye Lin's inner world very carefully.

The Qiankun world in your body is so vast, I'm afraid that even the Four Emperors don't have such a vast world, seeing the world in Ye Lin's body, the Nightmare Demon Lord couldn't help but be amazed.

His gaze scanned the world in Ye Lin's body over and over again, and when he saw the living trees everywhere, his complexion changed abruptly.

This doesn't seem to be the Qiankun world, there shouldn't be living creatures in the Qiankun world, the Nightmare Demon Lord muttered, and then the color said.

A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his expression, and after a long time, he looked at Ye Lin with some excitement and said, "This is the world, this is the real world, right!"

He seemed to be a little unsure, and asked Ye Lin several times.

Ye Lin smiled, his eyes looked at the Nightmare Demon Lord calmly, it can be regarded as the world!

Receiving an affirmative answer, the Nightmare Demon Lord's heart trembled, only he understood what the world in Ye Lin's body represented, that was hope.

Let's talk about the origin of your world, the Nightmare Demon Lord's face was still not clear, but Ye Lin could tell from his words that he was very excited at the moment.

Although Ye Lin didn't understand why the Nightmare Demon Lord was so excited because he had an inner world.

Such a world exists in the body, and I can't say clearly, maybe it's the seed, maybe it's ...... Ye Lin's thoughts gradually turned.

Seeds, what seeds, listening to Ye Lin's words, the Nightmare Demon Lord couldn't help but be curious.

Ye Lin sighed and said dejectedly: "Demon Lord, this matter is too difficult to explain, I'll show you my avenue!"

The Nightmare Demon Lord smiled awkwardly and said, "I only care about talking about other things, but I forget to get down to business." ”

Demon Lord, I can't learn the way of the sword, so I will show you the trajectory of the evolution of my sword.

The Nightmare Demon Lord looked at Ye Lin intently.

In Ye Lin's hand, a real sword suddenly appeared, and his body slowly danced in the inner world.

From the sword move to the sword momentum, the sword move is sometimes slow, sometimes extremely fast.

The plain sword moves continued to evolve in Ye Lin's hands, and at this moment, twelve great swords suddenly appeared.

This was the first time he had condensed his sword moves into a great sword, representing his Sword XII.

The Nightmare Demon Lord watched from the sidelines, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he spoke: "I didn't expect this kid to have such a talent when he cultivated supernatural powers. ”

The twelve great swords represent Ye Lin's breakthrough in sword moves and reach a new realm, his sword is no longer just a sword, but a sword.

Breaking through the shadow, Ye Lin snorted lightly, and the sword in his hand exerted sword qi, showing a cross-winding trajectory.

The trajectory of the sword, the Nightmare Demon Lord's eyes emitted essence.

Being able to derive the trajectory of the sword path is enough to show that he has touched the threshold of space in the way of the sword, which is not just an ordinary sword path, but a comprehension based on space, the Nightmare Demon Lord said in surprise.

If he was only surprised when he saw Ye Lin's Sword Twelve, then when he came to Sword Twelve, he was shocked.

Immediately afterwards, the real sword in Ye Lin's hand gradually became virtual, and his body also became ethereal.

Ye Lin swung a sword towards the void, and this sword was extremely plain, so plain that there was no energy fluctuation, and there was no trajectory of the sword path.

But after this sword was used, the original small piece of void was actually solidified, and the air was no longer circulating.

At this moment, the Nightmare Demon Lord's face did not change at all, but under the face that could not be seen clearly, there was a sudden change in expression.

The unity of heaven and man, this is the realm of the unity of heaven and man, this kind of realm, can not be found.

On the field, Ye Lin's sword moves gradually contracted, and everything seemed to flow naturally, until the last sword stabbed out, and gently withdrew the sword.

At this moment, there was no sword left in his hand, leaving only his body standing there.

The Nightmare Demon Lord looked at Ye Lin, he found that Ye Lin's aura at this time was completely gone, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he said in surprise: "Standing there, you are a sharp sword that can be out of your body at any time, but this sharp sword is not triggered." ”

I'm curious, your breath, even in the realm of the unity of heaven and man, may not be able to achieve the slightest leakage of breath, if it weren't for you standing there, with perception, even me, may not be able to find your traces.

The breath can be completely hidden, or is it because of the inner world, Ye Lin explained.

Understood, in this way, the source of all power comes from the world inside you, the Nightmare Demon Lord looked at Ye Lin with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

Ye Lin glanced at the Nightmare Demon Lord, only to feel that his eyes were gradually confused.

This is...... He looked a little tired.

The Nightmare Demon Lord smiled indifferently, and then an erhu appeared in his hand, and he said lightly: "Sleep, sleep, fall asleep, sleep well." ”

Ye Lin's body fell to the ground, he only felt that his eyelids were shaky, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

The Nightmare Demon Lord sat next to Ye Lin, he pulled up his erhu and said slowly: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just some things, I still need to figure it out." ”

Where is this, Ye Lin's eyes looked around, he looked at everything around him a little blankly, but found that everything around him was not real.

Ye Lin shook his head, barely keeping himself clear.

His memory returned to that starting point, the era that belonged to Lin Qingzi.

Lin Qingzi's era of immortals and demons is the era when immortals and demons reach the most, this is an era of prosperity, but this era finally ended in the hands of Yagami.

Prosperity and decline, an era, a generation of luck, in Ye Lin's memory, the era of immortals and demons flashed by.

He couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the era that was lost in the long river was eliminated by the current era.

As far as his eyes could see, Ye Lin continued to look forward, the long river of history slowly flowed around him, he saw the age of the eight gods, saw the ancient era, and the past era resurfaced in his eyes again.

It was a river, and on the bank sat a teenager, barefoot, rippling in the river.

He picked up a stone and threw it into the river with all his might, and with a pop of water.

Seeing this young man, Ye Lin couldn't help but be curious, and he secretly wondered in his heart, who this young man was.

Suddenly, it began to rain in the sky, and the raindrops fell on the ground.

No, it's raining, I have to hurry back, the boy got up in a hurry, his face changed greatly, and he hurried back to his lodgings.

His dwelling was very simple, a thatched hut.

By the time the boy returned to his lodgings, the rain was already falling heavily, and the sound of ticking was falling on the flowers in front of the door.

The young man glanced at these rain-soaked flowers, and couldn't help but say, "I'm afraid that these flowers won't last another rainy season." ”

He was a little frustrated and discouraged, he had been planting flowers for four or five years, but whenever it rained, the flowers would die.

Failed again, the boy let out a long sigh, this was his fourth failure, he had been planting for four whole years, but not a single flower could thrive.

Everything started all over again, and although he was a little depressed and deflated, the boy still walked among the flowers as usual, to see if he could save them.

Abruptly, a blood-red flower, caught the attention of the teenager.

When the young man saw this flower, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he hurriedly used his body to block the heavy rain and carefully protect the flower.

He took the flower in his hands and walked into the thatched hut, taking great care for fear that with a little more strength he might break the flower.

This blood-red flower is indeed blooming beautifully, perhaps because it absorbs enough nutrients on weekdays, so it is so.

The boy held the flower in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face, and he spoke: "There has always been a strange voice in my head telling me that if one day, there is a flower that can live, then I will no longer be lonely. ”

Therefore, he was extremely careful, if nothing else, if this flower died, he would have to spend a year to plant the flower.

I transplanted the flower in a pot, but I saw that the flower was withering quickly.

When the boy saw this scene, his face changed suddenly, and there was only one thing in his mind, and that was not to let the flowers wither.

He quickly bit his index finger and dripped a drop of blood on the stamen.

The originally withered flower actually diluted this drop of blood.

The young man looked at the flowers with some apprehension, and said, "A drop of blood, if it can save you, then it will not be a loss." ”

His eyes never took off the flowers, and the sound of the rain outside the house gradually became quieter.

In the sky, a ray of sunlight suddenly appeared.

The flower trembled slightly at this moment.

The boy saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but wonder: "You need sunshine." ”

The flower then shuddered again, as if answering the boy's question.

Okay, he hurriedly moved the potted plant outside the house.

The sun shines on the flowers, and the flowers gradually bloom.

Looking at it, it was really alive, and the boy couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the flower come to life.

He knew that from this moment on, he was not alone, because he had the company of a flower.

And so it was, day after day, year after year.

As the seasons change, whenever the flower is about to wither, the boy will always save the flower with his own blood.

You shouldn't be like this, suddenly, a woman's voice woke up the sleeping teenager.

You can speak, the boy rubbed his eyes, and looked at the flowers in the potted plant with some surprise.

The flower swayed slightly.

Finally someone was talking to me, and the boy was a little excited to gather around the flowers, as if someone was talking to him, which was the most exciting thing for him.

You know what? Growing up, no one spoke to me, he was a little excited.

You were the first to talk to me, and I was so happy that the boy carefully picked up the flowers and ran out of the house.

Don't run too fast, the wind is too strong, the flower let out a grumbling sigh.

When the boy looked at it, sure enough, the branches of the flower were gradually bent in the wind.

He originally ran, but immediately stopped and protected the branches of the flowers with his hands.

I'm sorry, I'm so happy, the boy touched his head, a little embarrassed.

The boy looked up, looked at the sky, and found that it was gray, and seeing that it was going to rain again, he immediately went into the house again, and said, "I can't let you go out today, or you will wither again if it rains." ”

The flower trembled slightly, and another petal fell.