The inheritance of the Ten Thousand Saints Danzun Zhuge Yun has made Yan Fei benefit a lot.

Therefore, it is particularly important to break through to the inheritance of the artistic conception of the sword.

Especially now, he has almost become a public enemy of the righteous path, who else can he count on but himself?

This time, he is ready to directly inherit the memories of a hundred people.

But the main thing, still one or two.

How to choose is indeed a big problem.

Instrument training heavenly master, Chu Zhen?

Yan Fei looked at this name and muttered in his heart: "Refining weapons, it is true that it can enhance strength, but it is not what I urgently need now, with Dan Dao, cultivation resources are not a problem, and cultivating immortal sword bodies, it is better not to count on treasure weapons." ”

Gaze shifts.

Thousand-handed Fu Huang, Bai Yifan?

Together with the alchemy refiner, Yan Fei pays more attention to the improvement of the strength of the ontology, the opportunity for inheritance is limited, and his energy is also limited, even if he inherits more, he can't cultivate all of them, it's still not good.

As for those scholars, literati, and even eunuchs and merchants, it is even more meaningless.

After a few breaths, Yan Fei picked and chosen, and his eyes finally fell on a name.

The name glowed with a faint black light.

Yan Fei fixed his eyes.

"Heaven Swallowing Demon Venerable, Emperor Motian. ”

Looking at this name, Yan Fei smiled bitterly in his heart: "That's it, on the top of Xihuang Mountain, in front of the three paths of the Immortal Martial Buddha, I, Yan Fei, became a demon with a thought, although my heart is like a mirror, I am afraid that the matter of entering the demon will soon be known to the world." In that case, what about cultivating the Demon Dao?"

As long as you can increase your realm and improve your strength, what if you are evil, god or demon?

Yan Fei did not hesitate, and the touch of the divine soul directly led the memory of Emperor Motian into the sea of knowledge.

I never thought that this emperor had existed for a long time, thousands of years earlier than the Ten Thousand Saints Danzun.

The exercises he practiced, with the same name, the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill, Yan Fei didn't have time to study it in detail, he screened out what Di Motian had learned, and those messy things were abandoned in the corner of the sea of knowledge, and then found time to slowly eliminate them.

After inheriting the memories of Emperor Motian, Yan Fei began to inherit other memories.

After a full ninety-nine, as the Divine Soul Realm improved, he felt as if he could bear it.

Since this is the case, I simply choose another useful strong person to inherit.

Even if you don't have the time and energy to practice, it's always good to have more information in the sea of knowledge.

Eyes averted, and another name emerged.

Demon Feather Array Saint, Sikong Lang.

"The Heaven Swallowing Demon Venerable was originally the Demon Dao Supreme Nearly 10,000 years ago, but this Sikong Lang was a Demon Dao Formation Master thousands of years ago, a Demon Venerable, a Demon Saint, it seems that my reincarnation of a thousand lifetimes is really wonderful, it can be said to encompass all the heavens and ten thousand Dao. ”

"A demon venerable, a demon saint, melt into me, since everyone in the world regards me as a demon, plus three points of demonic nature, it can be regarded as worthy of those so-called righteous people. ”

Make up your mind and continue to pass on, Demon Feather Array Saint, Sikong Lang.

With a hundred people and a hundred lifetimes of memory, Yan Fei used a lot of time and energy to absorb and screen.

After the inheritance, Yan Fei stepped into chaos.

The last time he broke through the Sword Soul Realm, Yan Fei saw some intermittent pictures in the chaos, and the strange voice at the beginning also said that with the improvement of his cultivation realm, he would get some answers he wanted, perhaps, the mystery about his life experience could have some breakthrough discoveries.

With some anticipation, Yan Fei stepped into the chaos and came to the position where he saw the golden-armored god of war at the beginning.

He waited for a moment, and sure enough, some more images emerged on their own.

And there are more than the last time, and the time of the picture is also longer, so that the information that Yan Fei can get is also more coherent.

Yan Fei is no stranger to the picture of slashing thousands of miles of dragons, but this time it is more realistic.

After the picture was transformed, it was still the same figure, facing the ancient demon, and the result was still the same, the ancient demon was cut down by a sword, just like the dragon for thousands of miles.

The next picture was replaced by an ancient giant demon covered in crimson demonic energy, and the result was still slashed by a sword.

There were a total of eight pictures like this, and Yan Fei noticed that these eight opponents actually came from different races.

You must know that the primeval demons and giant demons he saw were completely different from the demon cultivators and demon cultivators in the cultivation world.

Demon cultivation and demon cultivation, and even witch cultivation are just different cultivation methods, and in the final analysis, they are all human beings.

But the demons and trolls in these eight pictures are real demons and demons, and they are demons that are different from human beings.

After watching these eight sets of pictures, Yan Fei sighed in his heart.

"If it is said that the one holding the long sword is the primeval self, and he actually fought with eight beings from different races, and killed them all, it can be seen that those existences are the top powerhouses of each race, who am I, and why do I have to fight against the supreme powerhouses of the eight races?"

"Since I am so strong, why did the golden armor break and the divine sword break? ”

The next picture gives him the answer to a certain extent.

He saw the figure standing proudly in the Nine Heavens Clouds, tearing through the sky with a sword, and then disappearing into the spatial crack.

And then there's a different scene, another world.

"Perhaps, at that time, I was ascended to the legendary god domain. ”

At this point, Yan Fei can imagine.

Nine Heavens Lingyun Palace, he is holding a divine sword and wearing gold armor, the gods in the main hall are lined up, and the gods of the heavens are all respectful to him, which can be described as the surrender of all gods and the admiration of all directions.

But the next picture, everything changes.

He was surrounded by corpses, and for some reason, when he saw those corpses, his heart burned with monstrous anger, could it be that these were my brothers and sisters in another world?

Every moment, someone fell, and the Nine Heavens Lingyun Hall was already dyed red with divine blood.

With the last figure falling, there was only one person left in the golden armor god of war, and not far away, some of the captured gods hung their heads, and one by one they were robbed of their godheads, and the gods were killed, and even the gods and souls were killed.

Yan Fei was just looking at the pictures, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

The last few faces sneered at him, and his golden armor had cracked, and the Excalibur had broken.

He remembered those faces, but he couldn't name anyone.

What is certain is that these few people are probably in the Divine Domain, and they are also the main god overlords of one side.

At this last moment, a divine beast rushed out and found a way out for the golden armor god of war at the cost of his life.

Yan Fei only felt that he seemed to be carrying too much.

The final picture is the light wheel of yin and yang hanging upside down and the five elements are reversed.

The figure hesitated for a long, long time before throwing away its armor and plunging headlong into the light chakra. "Thousands of generations of wheels, ten thousand years of reincarnation, after thousands of years of penance, after thousands of years of tribulation, when you return to the Divine Domain, there is no god in the world!"