In the Sumeru Sword Realm, in the void, there are still those names that shimmer with colorful streamers.

Yan Fei was not in a hurry to inherit, he walked slowly in the sword realm.

"Are you still there?"

There were a few shouts, but the voice that had been there was no one at the moment.

After walking for about a stick of incense, he saw the figure of the god of war in golden armor again.

But this time, it's more than just a picture.

Above the desert, the golden-armored god of war was fighting a bare, strangely striped, and extremely vicious and ugly-looking fellow in his hand.

As soon as the picture turned, there was still the golden-armored god of war, holding a long sword and fighting a nine-headed monster.

The picture turns again, in front of a magnificent temple with golden light, the golden armor god of war is facing a giant Buddha.

The next picture made Yan Fei's heart tremble.

In a vast field, the golden-armored god of war held a long sword, pointed at the sky, and slashed down the dragon with a sword.

"This Dragon Ancestor?"

This picture flashed in Yan Fei's mind when he arrived at the Mourning Dragon Trench.

"So, these above demons and Buddhas are all primeval powerhouses at the same level as the Dragon Ancestor?And that golden-armored god of war, challenge them one by one, is he really me?" It is difficult to describe Yan Fei's mood at the moment, it is a kind of surging blood, or what.

He hurriedly calmed down and continued to look at the other side.

The golden-armored god of war stood proudly above the sky, but when he saw him pointing at the sky, a sword slashed down, and a gap appeared in the void, and the golden-armored god of war flashed in.

The figure of the Golden Armor God of War completely disappeared between heaven and earth, and faintly, a point of light emitting a rainbow glow slowly fell.

Without waiting for Yan Fei to take a closer look, the picture changed immediately.

It was a world that Yan Fei had never seen before, countless pavilions were suspended in the air, birds shaped like Luan birds shuttled through it, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in the glow, giving people a feeling of incomparable enjoyment.

Sitting on a huge throne was the golden-armored god of war.

He held a huge golden giant sword in his hand, the giant sword stood erect in front of his legs, although Yan Fei couldn't see his face clearly, he could still feel the domineering aura of self-respect.

Next screen.

The Golden Armor God of War with a vote of brothers is under siege by 10,000 people.

Everyone is dressed in flowing colors and stepping on auspicious clouds.

"Are these all gods?"

"Qilin, that's Qilin, and that, it should be the legendary White Tiger."

Yan Fei looked at it, his heart was extremely shocked, he watched the brothers around the Golden Armor God of War die one by one, blood stained on the body of the Golden Armor God of War, and a heavy sense of sadness permeated his heart.

I couldn't see every face clearly, but every time a figure fell, Yan Fei felt like a knife in his heart.

Not long after, even the three-eyed true dragon beast under the throne of the Golden Armor God of War was killed.

The three people who seem to be the leaders surround the golden armor god of war in the center, looking at the figure, the middle should be a woman.

At this moment, Yan Fei only felt that the anger of the sky rose in his heart, and the hatred was higher than the sky, and he even had a feeling that he was going to tear everything apart.

Fortunately, the picture is converted in time.

In this last picture, the armor of the golden armor god of war has been broken, the divine sword is broken, and he is covered in blood.

He stopped in front of a huge wheel of light, and he seemed to hesitate for a long time before finally diving headlong into it.

It was only at this moment that the image in front of me gradually disappeared, and everything returned to chaos.

Yan Fei froze in place, not moving for a long, long time.

I repeat the pictures in my mind, these pictures seem to tell this tragic and legendary story.

"What the hell is going on with all this? Why are so many people besieging the Golden Armor God of War, what is the Golden Armor God of War called, what is all this going on?"

And it still doesn't explain who that strange voice is, or what the finger bone is. ”

Although the mystery is still unsolved, there seems to be some improvement.

"If these are my primeval memories, it seems that as my realm rises, I will gradually awaken a little. ”

Right now, we can only hope that when we break through the sword artistic conception, we will awaken more ancient memories before we can find the answer. "Golden Armor God of War, no matter what your relationship with me is, you are a thing of the past. I, Yan Fei, am not anyone's shadow, I am me, as for everything in the picture, if there is really that day, I will eventually face this, I will also sweep all this away with my own identity, instead

For whom to avenge, I want the future. ”

Yan Fei slowly turned around and walked towards the floating name.

"It seems that the Golden Armor God of War finally jumped into the light wheel, maybe he entered the reincarnation, and then he has the memory of a thousand lifetimes of reincarnation, which is terrifying, he actually wants to fuse the memories of a thousand lifetimes and fight for nine more days, and then I, this thousand lives?"

That strange voice said that in the human world, I must merge all my memories.

After a few breaths, Yan Fei left everything behind.

He found the name of the Ten Thousand Saints Danzun, and his soul touched it, and he began to pass on his memories.

Miscellaneous things, directly abandoned, what he wants is the way of alchemy of the Ten Thousand Saints Danzun.

After passing it on, Yan Fei chose another fifty names, including Huo Qiu, the medicine king, and passed them on one by one.

There are officials and businessmen in it, and there are 360 lines of everything, which can be said to encompass all the ways in the world.

Yan Fei took its essence and removed its dross, leaving behind the comprehension of various Taos in the memories of these fifty people.

You must know that absorbing the memories of so many people at once requires extremely high requirements for the Divine Soul Realm, and if it were an ordinary person, it would have gone crazy a long time ago.

Therefore, Yan Fei could only inherit fifty first, and he didn't dare to inherit many too strong characters in one go.

For example, the memory of the Demon Dao Supreme Emperor Motian, the memory of the Array Dao Supreme, and even the memory of the Immortal Buddha Buddha Dao Supreme Master, would never dare to inherit it together with the Ten Thousand Saints Danzun.

Yan Fei deeply understands the truth that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it.

The rest, just looking forward to the next breakthrough realm.

Now there is only one opportunity, and the legacy must be useful.

It took a full hour for Yan Fei's inheritance to end, and he felt that his divine soul was under great pressure.

"Fortunately, if I hadn't forged the Dragon Ancestor Sword Soul, let alone fifty, I'm afraid thirty wouldn't be able to bear it. ”

The memories have been passed on, and all that remains is a little bit of absorption, and that's just a matter of time.

In the end, Yan Fei took a turn in the Sumeru Sword Realm, and only after making sure that there were no more discoveries and anomalies did he return to the human realm.

After this battle, Xiao Hei's realm was improved, and three beast pills were digested in the road, and the realm had reached the peak of the late stage of the third-order fierce beast.

As a reward, Yan Fei gave him a few jugs of wine before entering the Sumeru Sword Realm.

Sure enough, this guy drank it all and was sleeping soundly.

Yan Fei glanced at it, shook his head and smiled helplessly, then closed his eyes and began to comb through the Dan Dao of the Ten Thousand Saints Danzun. Ten Thousand Saints Danzun Zhuge Yun, a figure more than 3,000 years ago.