The original gentleness of the sword in Mo Tian's hand continued to bloom with those charming purple-black lights, like a swordsman who was about to leave was making his last regrets about his unfinished business.

But at this time, a change suddenly occurred, and Mo Tian only felt a violent shock in his soul. The purple-black light turned into a black hole full of fangs, biting him in.

When Mo Tian's spirit was there, he suddenly lost his mind, I don't know if it was accidental or inevitable, he was sucked into the black hole, and disappeared in front of the empty predecessor in an instant, the speed was so fast that the empty predecessor didn't have time to pull it back, Mo Tian turned into a small light and entered the inside of the sword.

"Damn, damn it, why didn't I think of that! How do I eat well now? How can I explain it to the high priest?"

The empty predecessors were afraid and remorseful, regretting why they didn't hold Mo Tian. Knowing that the sword was weird and terrifying, but he still wanted him to risk his life, he shouldn't have brought Mo Tian here in the first place.

This is the dream of all swordsmen, but it is also a monster that chooses people to devour, drags them into the abyss of desire, and finally sinks into this polluted sword spirit.

This was the most remorseful and annoyed of the empty senior, but it was too late for him to say anything now, so he hurriedly walked over, wanting to pull out the sword and use his powerful spiritual power to rescue Mo Tian, but when his hand touched the sword, he was shocked by a very strong air wave. Even his cultivation couldn't help but take two steps back.

Then a purple light appeared next to the sword, a spherical air shield, resisting the entry of others, even if it was an empty senior, he did not dare to break it violently in a hurry, for fear of hurting Mo Tian who was still inside.

Mo Tian only felt a big purple-black hand grabbing him at this time, and kept entering the sword, he entered a bizarre world, he couldn't feel the fluctuations of time, he couldn't feel the existence of space, everything around him was empty, but there were all living beings in the perception, and the extreme disharmony between feeling and vision made his cognition confused.

Mo Tian now doesn't know which of his organs knows that the world is real, is it perception? Is it vision? Here, what his six senses perceive are different worlds, and these different worlds cannot be combined, he doesn't know what this world is like originally, is this, is it the world inside this sword body?

Mo Tian was questioning himself, but he was also looking for answers.

But in the corner that Mo Tian couldn't see, a strange creature that was as black as ink, like countless liquids, was secretly observing Mo Tian's every move, and let out a "rui" laugh in the corner, which was indescribably weird and evil, but Mo Tian in that world didn't hear this kind of laughter at all, he just walked around aimlessly.

"This should be the world of the Pure Land of its own by the sword spirit, but why is this world like this? It's too chaotic. "Generally speaking, a world like this is similar to a sword-wielding person, but this world seems to be constructed by a person with a split personality, there are multiple worlds, and multiple worlds are intertwined to form a chaotic but peaceful coexistence of multiple worlds, could it be the sword-wielding people it devoured before?

Mo Tian walked through a world, and he suddenly stopped abruptly and looked back, but there was nothing behind him.

Mo Tian felt that there was always a vague gaze looking at him along the way, but with his perception, he couldn't catch where that gaze came from.

Mo Tian now felt that the man was standing behind him, his gaze was full of scrutiny and evil, as if he had become a prey in this world, being targeted by the hunters, and he was fleeing in the jungle of this virtual world.

At this time, in the originally empty world in front of Mo Tian, many scenes suddenly appeared.

He actually came to an ancient battlefield, on the ancient battlefield, two human armies fought together, on the battlefield, blood flowed like a river, millions of corpses, thousands of miles of no traces, all kinds of tragic scenes, one by one in front of Mo Tian's eyes, that kind of scene is very real, so real that Mo Tian seems to be a witness to the war, he stayed there and watched, the pungent blood, warm blood......

Suddenly, a sword qi that stretched thousands of miles appeared in front of the two armies, a white light flashed, countless lives were killed, and snowflakes floated in the sky, each snowflake was the scythe of death, harvesting everyone's life The sword qi was so fast, many people were cut into two pieces by the sword qi before they could react, even the sky was ploughed out of a deep trench by the sword qi.

Mo Tian was shocked by this.

"This, is this a sword technique that a person can do?"

The sword qi is three thousand miles long, which is a goal that many sword cultivators cannot achieve in a lifetime, but it was easily displayed by this person, and this person's true sword path cultivation is still above Mo Tian.

"From now on, you will all remember one name, the prince of Great Xia - Yan Nange. With a hearty and uninhibited laugh, a handsome man in dark armor fell from the sky, and behind him was the clouds.

"Could this be the first master of the Peerless Cloud Realm? This person is a man who is invincible and domineering, and he really has the momentum of a prince and a general. ”

Mo Tian only had time to sigh with this emotion, and suddenly, the image around him changed again, and finally, he came to a reed field.

In front of the reed swing is a large river as wide as dozens of zhang, on the north and south banks of the river, there is a figure standing on each side, although Mo Tian can't see their appearance clearly, but looking at the weapons in their hands, feeling the aura of slaughter around him, he knows that this is the ultimate duel between two generations of swordsmen. The two men drew their weapons, offered their hands to the other side, and said:

"One word Sword God Sect, Yi Daoyuan. ”

"Tianxin Sword Flow, why nothing. The man had a cloth over his eyes, and he looked like he was blind.

"Please advise!"

"Please advise!"

After the two of them finished the salute, their bodies moved at the same time, the two of them actually stepped on the river, as light as nothing, the legendary reed crossing the river is nothing more than that, the sword moves of the two people are all Mo Tian has never seen, whether it is the word Sword God Sect's word slash, or the heart sword of Tianxin Sword Flow, it is a powerful swordsmanship that Mo Tian has never been exposed to.

In terms of destructive power, it is obvious that the destructiveness of the One-word Sword God Sect is stronger, although there is only one sword per move, and the changes don't seem to be much, but its power is so unstoppable, an arrow is cut out, even the big river is split from it, and it takes three breaths before it gradually closes.

But the sword path of Tianxin Sword Flow is not weak, their sword path is more particular about a kind of mysterious and mysterious cooperation, although the swordsman is said to be blind, but with the heart sword, he perfectly avoided every slash of the Sword God Sect, and his sword can always appear in any unexpected place.

The battle between the two gradually became white-hot, and the appearance of Jueyun at this time also changed, and there were gradually some green patterns on its body, as if the bronze was rusting, but it was actually the heart eye formed by the Tianxin Sword Flow and the fusion of Jueyun under the cooperation of a long time.

The fierce battle between the two was finally won by the blind man, and the blind man could actually win the battle, with the perfect combination of the Absolute Clouds, he dodged the tens of thousands of killings of the One Word Sword God Sect in an instant, and then, the Absolute Clouds rushed out from the bottom of the river, and killed the swordsman of the One Word Sword God Sect with one arrow, and that person actually smiled at him before he died.

"It's been a long time, it's been a long time, I haven't fought like this, so what's the regret of fighting for this, even if I live hundreds of years less?"

"Sword idiot, sword idiot. ”

Mo Tian couldn't help but be moved, both of them were peerless swordsmen, and their duel seemed to be fate, but they did not hesitate to gamble their lives for this battle, this spirit of martyrdom for the way of the sword is really admirable.