"Third Senior Sister, is this place?"

Looking around, this hall is filled with a mysterious aura, and in it, my heart seems to be covered with a shadow, and I can't breathe, which is extremely depressing. Especially the black mist floating in the air from the main hall, seeing them, Xiaoyao somehow felt a hairy feeling in his heart.

Bloodsoft complexion.

She looked at the mural in a circle, and looked at it very carefully and attentively.

Faintly.

Looking at her side face, Xiaoyao seemed to see what she saw and heard in that dream again, and her expression at that moment was so similar to this moment, although there was less arrogance and loneliness, but a little more loneliness.

"This is the Flying Immortal Palace!"

"The epiphany of our Nine Heavens Sword Sect's founding ancestor comprehending the Nine Heavens Sword Technique." After a long time, Xuerou sighed slowly: "This is the most important place in this gate, and it is located in the sword mound. But with the catastrophe forty years ago, the entire Flying Immortal Valley was inexplicably moved here, and the vitality of the past also disappeared without a trace. ”

"Forty years ago?!"

Xiaoyao couldn't help but ask: "Forty years ago, Third Senior Sister, what happened forty years ago?" ”

This doubt has been in his mind for a long time.

From the beginning of entering the Nine Heavens Sword Sect to the present, it seems that many things are related to forty years ago, and he is in this mystery, always confused and uneasy. At this moment, in the face of Xuerou, who obviously looked different, he couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart anymore.

"Forty Years Ago......"

Xuerou looked stunned, as if she remembered something.

Her eyes were blurred for a moment, and she kept sweeping in the Flying Immortal Palace, but finally turned into a silent sigh: "Ninth Senior Brother, these are still too far away for you at present, and after your strength is raised to the king level, even if I don't say it, the master will tell you everything about the year one by one." Forty years ago, forty years later, in fact, how similar, but after all, you are luckier, some things, even if you are a master, you can't change it, you can only rely on yourself. ”

"Look at this mural."

Xuerou's slender fingers pointed at the thousands of figures, and gradually became solemn: "Ten thousand years ago, the ancestor of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect created the Nine Heavens Sword Technique by virtue of his enlightenment in this Flying Immortal Palace, but it did not match the sword technique you wanted to cultivate. Now this Flying Immortal Hall has been eroded by demonic energy, but it has not hindered its mysterious power. ”

"It's called Heaven and Earth Monument!"

"This Heaven and Earth Monument communicates the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao, if you can understand something from it, it is your great luck, if you can't understand anything, then you will not have a chance with this Heaven and Earth Monument in the future."

Xuerou's body was like a shadow, and gradually disappeared into nothingness, leaving a faint voice: "In January, I'll pick you up!" ”

……

The dull sound gradually dissipated.

Xiaoyao's eyes were full of surprise, he looked at the heaven and earth monument in the mouth of the third senior sister, and his eyes kept looking around.

The black fog was filled, and there was a chill.

A figure seems to be dancing a sword on top of the mural, confusing.

Inexplicably, he felt that there seemed to be faint excitement fluctuations in some areas of his body, and he meditated and found that this fluctuation actually came from his qi sea, within the Xuan Nucleus. He saw the Taiji Diagram, saw the Purple Gold Light, and saw the Nameless Broken Sword. He could vaguely feel their longing, their fear.

This extremely contradictory emotion kept changing in his heart, making him look depressed and extremely mad.

The core of the main hall.

His gaze swept over the sword that left only one hilt, and then landed on the blurred line of words from the stone platform, and his eyes flashed lightly, his eyes burning.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs"

"I asked the heavens how unwilling, when will I not be able to deliver!!"

There were only more than 20 words, and the wild grass was blowing, but it seemed that a down-and-out person appeared in front of him, full of unwillingness to rebuke the heavens and the earth, and even the words could not hide the anger, unwillingness and war spirit were all rushing to his face, and he was surging. Xiaoyao was shocked, looking at these more than 20 words, and didn't know words for a long time.

His whole body was intoxicated by this will, and his mind kept echoing and reverberating.

"Gu Wentian?"

"Who is he? Is it a disciple of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect? ”

Xiaoyao looked up suddenly, his eyes were extremely determined, and those disturbances could no longer affect him.

After the August cultivation of the academy and the many tests of strange books, Xiaoyao has already recognized himself and clarified his goals, even if he is affected by the emotions of the person who writes about it, but it will only take a moment to recover. He looked at the surrounding stone walls fixedly, and there was a sound of shaking the ground, and the entire Flying Immortal Hall was heard: "Everything will eventually be revealed, and what I want to do is to have the strength to deal with everything!" ”

The heart is at peace.

The gaze is flat.

Looking at the front of me, the gloomy feeling no longer exists, and thousands of figures seem to be clearly visible.

looming.

He seemed to see the thousands of figures in the front section condensed to form a huge figure, and this figure crossed the waist with a long sword, clenched in his left hand, and held the hilt in his right hand, showing the trend of drawing the sword.

Its eyes were staring ahead.

It was as if an endless stream of sword intent was coming from him, and the next moment it could turn into a huge wave, killing all the enemies against the sword in an instant. In the face of this sword, although it was not unsheathed, but looking at it freely, it seemed that all the qi in his body was locked, and even breathing was extremely difficult. His blood was rolling, the cells of his body were boiling, his bones were clicking, and his feet felt like they were about to fall to their knees.

"No!"

"Absolutely not give in!"

Xiaoyao roared angrily in his heart, his eyes widened angrily, and his whole body was bruised.

"No matter who you are, I can't give in to you, and you can't overwhelm me!" In the roar and roar, there seemed to be three angry snorts and unwillingness from within the Xuan Core. A surging force burst out of his body in an instant, directly facing the traction of the qi machine, and slammed into it.

This force.

There is the most holy and the most evil, which are opposed to each other, but they are united with each other at this moment.

Rumble!

The roar exploded, and Xiaoyao's ears suddenly buzzed, and a vivid figure seemed to appear in front of him, also holding a sword, repeating the action of drawing the sword.

Xiaoyao's eyes widened.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he finally saw the figure pull out the long sword in his hand as fast as lightning.

Zheng!

Heaven and earth suddenly darkened, in the face of this incomparably shining sword, all the brilliance in heaven and earth seemed to disperse, as far as the eye could see, only to see a ditch from the space of heaven and earth, as far as the sword reached, heaven and earth were shattered. A huge spatial rift was torn open in an instant, and the terrifying power burst out wildly in all directions.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out violently, and the whole person was depressed.

But in his eyes, there was great excitement on his face.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for watching the artifact heaven and earth monument and comprehending the swordsmanship moves, this move has no level, it belongs to the player's self-created moves, please name the player!"

"Draw the sword!"

As soon as the system's voice fell, Xiaoyao blurted out unconsciously

That sword.

Isn't it the sword drawing pose? That sword that is as fast as lightning, a sword with super terrifying attack power, even heaven and earth can be torn apart under this sword.

"Ding!"

"Players comprehend the sword move 'sword drawing style', because the player Xiaoyao is the first player to create his own sword move, and the whole server is hereby announced, rewarding the free surname point fifty!"

"Ding!"

"System announcement: Players create their own sword moves, ranking first in the Great Fantasy, and the name is in the Great Fantasy for thousands of years, and the player is specially rewarded with the surname of Fifty and the achievement of the master of swordsmanship!"

"Ding!"

"System Announcement: Players ...... Away"

"Ding"

System ......

Three consecutive roaring and earth-shaking system sounds resounded throughout the Great Fantasy World, this time, unlike the last time the system announcement within the martial arts domain alone, this time it is the entire Great Fantasy, all players can hear the system announcement! The blood-red words seemed to permeate the eyes of countless players, shocking them.

"Oh my God!"

"Self-created sword moves, who is this Xiaoyao, it is so awesome!!"

"It's against the sky, it's against the sky!"

“……”

The system announcement, some people are happy, some people are worried.

Players who know MEmu are shocked and subconsciously surprised. And those players who don't know Xiaoyao are questioning, and can't believe that there are players who have created their own sword moves at this stage. There are also some players who frowned slightly and looked weird when they heard the name Xiaoyao.

Others......

In the barren mountains and forests, countless desolate giant beasts roared and roared, and a red-clothed figure was as fast as lightning in it, turning into a red light and passing by, leaving behind countless demon beast corpses. As the system prompt sounded, the red-clothed figure suddenly paused, looked up at the sky, looked complicated, and muttered: "You? ”

Red shadows sprinkled all over the sky, overwhelming the sky, and turned into a cold killing machine.