The explosion at the last moment was beyond Yan Fei's control.

That power, he can't control at all.

At this moment, he was in a state of chaos, surrounded by darkness, endless darkness, as if it could swallow everything.

"Where am I, am I dead?" Yan Fei muttered secretly in his heart.

He reached out and took a bite, and the pain was clear.

It's not dead, what kind of place is this?

At this moment, the old voice appeared again.

"Bastard, bunny, useless thing, you don't want to die?" the voice was full of anger.

"If I hadn't dragged you in here, you'd have died today. But if you hadn't had this temper, I'd be even more disappointed. ”

Yan Fei seemed to grasp the straw that saved his life, and hurriedly asked, "Yes, you pulled me here, what is this place?"

"Hmph, Sumeru Sword Realm. ”

"Sumeru Sword Realm, why haven't I heard of it. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, 3,000 big worlds, 100,000 small worlds, there are many things you haven't heard of, you will know, this place belongs to you. ”

"Belong, me?"

"That's right, it's just that your cultivation is too low now to feel the existence of the realm, and one day, you will enter and exit on your own. ”

Who am I, these three words have always bothered Yan Fei.

It seems like an opportunity right now.

"Who am I, and who are you?"

The voice was silent for a moment and then said, "You really want to know?"

"I really think that a person who doesn't even know who he is is too sad. ”

"Okay, come and see. ”

When the words landed, Yan Fei found that the darkness in front of him began to gradually brighten. One by one, the firefly-like points of light floated in the void, more and more points of light, getting closer and closer, and after a while, Yan Fei found that they were all names that emitted different lights.

The Supreme Poison King, all the best.

Instrument training heavenly master, Chu trace.

True Martial Sword Saint, Martial Monarch Lin.

All Saints Danzun, Zhuge Yun.

Thousand-handed Fu Huang, Bai Yifan.

......。

Yan Fei looked at these names one by one, I was afraid that there were thousands.

In his spare time, Yan Fei will read through some history, and he can know 5,000 years.

Some names, he knew, but many were unheard of.

Every name I know is a saint at that time, and they are all highly accomplished in a certain way.

Those names that I don't know are probably characters from 10,000 years ago, or even tens of thousands of years ago.

Yan Fei's heart was shocked.

The closest to this day is the True Martial Sword Saint.

Wu Junlin, the last emperor of the True Martial Empire, cultivated to reach the realm of martial saints, and was also a person of sword cultivation.

It is said that he died strangely and violently twenty years ago.

But what does this have to do with me?

"What do you mean, what does this have to do with me?"

The voice sounded coldly: "Don't you want to know who you are?"

"What, what do you mean?"

"These are you, or rather, you were once. ”

Yan Fei thought that his mentality was good, but at this moment, he felt a little about to collapse.

"All, all me?"

"Yes, you're satisfied. ”

What does it mean that I am satisfied, and what is the answer to this?

"What the hell is going on? Can't you tell me clearly?"

"It's stupid, these are your reincarnations, so, they were all once you. ”

Yan Fei seems to have some understanding, reincarnation, but this answer is beyond his cognition.

He even felt a little embarrassed and ashamed.

What are you kidding, if these people were me, would I still be so embarrassed now?

Each of these people can turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain.

The voice seemed to see Yan Fei's thoughts, and said, "Giggles, what's the matter, you know how useless you are, right?"

Hearing this, Yan Fei was not convinced.

"No matter who these people are, I think they may not be better than me at my age. ”

After a few breaths, Yan Fei's face became firm, and he said in a deep voice: "You are wrong, one day, I will let the world say that I, Yan Fei, are their present life, not that they are my past life." ”

Yan Fei's words were crazy to the extreme, and the implication was to surpass these existences.

"Well, there's a little more to that. But that's not enough, you have to blend in with what you've learned for a thousand lifetimes. ”

Yan Fei is crazy, but not to this extent.

"These people, each of them is enough to be proud of the world and merge a thousand into one?"

"Yes, and in the human realm, you have to do it. ”

"Why, could it be that I have to go to another world?"

"Okay, that's a lot of nonsense. Remember, what I let you fuse is these people's comprehension of the Dao, not some messy things, the way of the sword is your origin, but all the different paths in the world end in the same way, and if you fuse these, it will be good for your kendo. ”

It was difficult for Yan Fei to hear the voice say this, no matter whether he could understand it immediately or not, he still remembered it in his heart.

"Boy, remember, when you choose to fuse, you have to choose carefully, take its essence and remove its dross, otherwise with your soul realm, it is very likely to go crazy, the information contained in these names includes their love and hatred in life, do you understand?"

Yan Fei seems to understand whether he understands or not, but he always maintains a belief.

"I don't know very much, but I understand that I am who I am, no matter who these people used to be, I just borrowed their income, but I will never be their shadow. ”

"Hehe, hahahaha, you've finally got the hang of it. Okay, so let's pick one for now. Bunny, this time in order to save you, I almost ran out of soul power, and in the future, you are so self-sufficient, I can't give you any more help. I buried the remaining soul power in your body, and before you could enter the Sumeru Sword Realm on your own, every time you broke through the realm, you could enter it once. Time is limited and you can't stay here for long. ”

As he spoke, the voice gradually became illusory.

"Wait, after talking for a long time, I don't know much about the explanation of the first question, and you still haven't said the second question, who are you, how do you know this? What is your relationship with me?"

Yan Fei shouted in the Sumeru Illusion, but he never heard that voice again.

Suddenly, he noticed a figure wearing purple gold armor appear in the darkness in the distance.

The figure stood proudly, unable to see his face clearly, a purple and gold battle armor was scarred, and a remnant sword in his hand pointed at the sky, although it was an armor-piercing sword, it still brought Yan Fei an incomparable shock, faintly, Yan Fei felt a strong sense of tragedy.

The figure quickly dissipated, and in the Sumeru Sword Realm, only Yan Fei and those floating names remained.

He put all doubts behind him, his eyes swept over these names, and finally, he stopped at one name, True Martial Sword Saint, Martial Monarch Lin.