Fifteen swords are like an evil dragon, but Ziqin is the only hope for this evil dragon to live, he is the keeper, but he is also the bearer.

From Xie Sanshao's world, Ziqin understood that this evil dragon was by no means something that ordinary people could raise, even a peerless swordsman like Yan Thirteen could not raise it, and his talent would never be stronger than Yan Thirteen, let alone Xie Sanshao.

It's just that even Xie Sanshao only dared to divide this sword into four parts in his later years, turning it into an incomplete sword formation, and he didn't dare to modify this sword technique.

This is a swordsmanship, but it is also a curse, and if you want to get out of this curse, it seems that the only way to get rid of this curse is to give up your human identity.

There are only gods and demons outside of people.

Ziqin was immersed in the Dafa of Forgetfulness, however, what is strange is that this secret book is clearly called the Dafa of Forgetfulness, but the first premise is that there needs to be affection.

Love, not only family, friendship, love, etc., the pursuit of things, the yearning for beauty can be called love.

And the Dafa of Forgetfulness is never picky, and what this set of spiritual mastery needs is just a kind of affection, a simple friendship.

From the cultivation method that touched this secret book, the first thing Ziqin thought of was home.

The real world definitely can't go back, and the family members in the main world seem to have all died, this family, this ordinary word is already a luxury for Ziqin.

People are sometimes very strange, just as there is a saying that a good concubine is better than stealing, stealing is better than stealing, and what may never be obtained is the most leisurely and fascinating.

Therefore, at the first moment of the beginning of the Dafa of Forgetfulness, Ziqin's love was involuntarily fixed on the concept of home.

The love has been settled, and Ziqin can feel his heart expanding. A wisp of sorrow continued to spread, and as this sorrow expanded, his spiritual power also skyrocketed wildly.

People are often able to do anything in a crazy situation, the so-called miracle of love, the miracle of family affection, is nothing but the continuous expansion of one-sided emotions to open up the potential of the human body.

At this moment, Ziqin's potential seemed to have been opened.

The sadness continued to deepen, and a whirlpool that was almost visible to the naked eye had almost formed around Ziqin's body, and his spiritual power had actually materialized for the first time.

If there are outsiders here at this moment, they will definitely be unable to help crying and sobbing, and that extreme emotion will even make people die of depression.

I don't know how much time has passed. Ziqin woke up from his cultivation. A gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

It seems that Ziqin has not changed much, but if you look closely, you will find that Ziqin seems to have become a different person. A completely different person than before.

The only way to leave is to part.

There is nothing more heartbreaking in this world than never being able to get home.

He slowly rose from the ground. The Dark Steel Sword appeared in his hand. This sword is no longer suitable for Ziqin at this moment, but the Yitian Sword has not been brought out, and this sword can only be used for the time being.

With a faint sadness, the sword in Ziqin's hand rippled out. A layer of slaughter appeared in Ziqin's aura.

The boundless fallen trees were scattered, and the trees around Ziqin began to wither, as if the season was speeding up around Ziqin, and the season that should have been lush with trees had suddenly turned into a season of cold winter.

Fifteen swords, perhaps, this should be the power of fifteen swords.

This is the sword technique that kills everything, and of course, it is also the sword technique that kills oneself.

Halfway through the sword, Ziqin's figure suddenly stiffened, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, his hand slowly loosened, and the Xuangang sword fell to the ground, straight at his feet.

After all, he still couldn't perform this trick easily, but a happy smile appeared on his face.

Although he couldn't fully control it, at least he could stop using this trick at will, just like the poisonous dragon that was completely out of control had finally begun to care a little about his existence.

He could already keep this poisonous dragon on his body, but he didn't need to worry about being devoured by this poisonous dragon.

In the silence, suddenly, a very light footstep came into Ziqin's ears, his expression tightened, the Xuangang sword was pulled out, and the figure instantly jumped up to the big tree next to him.

Wearing flowers around trees, this light skill is definitely no longer the top in the hands of Ziqin now, and has even been reduced to a third-rate, but it still has its own incomparable advantages in the dense woods.

The figure turned into a nimble ape, and Ziqin quickly shuttled between the trees.

With the sound of the leaves shaking, but anyone who hears this sound will only think that it is an animal in the forest running, but will never think that it is a master running in the dark.

Soon, a team of people appeared in Ziqin's eyes, but the first one was Ziqin's old acquaintance, Deng Wang.

I don't know how these guys knew that Ziqin would appear here, at this moment, behind Deng Wang, there was a large group of elite warriors, and from time to time, among the warriors, Ziqin could still see some hideous beasts.

Although Ziqin is not a native of this world, he also knows that some fierce beasts in this world not only have powerful attack power, but also have noses that are thousands of times more sensitive than the nose of a dog on earth.

"If I can find that bastard this time, I will definitely invite everyone to drink for three days and three nights when I go back to the barracks."

Deng Wang's voice sounded loudly, Ziqin's heart sank slightly, these soldiers are all soldiers, imperial soldiers, and to be able to make Deng Wang so polite, it is obvious that even if the strength of these soldiers is not as good as Deng Wang, it is definitely not far behind.

The figure retreated slightly, and then disappeared between the bushes, at this time, Ziqin's spiritual power soared, but he already had his own absolute advantage in concealing his aura.

Deng Wang's strength may still be stronger than Ziqin, but when it comes to disguising his breath or fighting to the death, he will definitely not be able to defeat Ziqin.

While running, Ziqin's mind turned quickly, he was not a person who liked to use his brain, but at this moment he had to use his brain, the distance between life and death in this world was a little too close.

Deng Wang's actions at this moment, whether it were his own private actions or the meaning of the Donglin family, clearly showed one thing. That is, the sea blue moon can no longer protect him.

That is, the royal family of the empire has given up on him as a person.

Ziqin's eyes flashed with Sen Han's murderous intent, he didn't like to be betrayed, and he didn't like to be used, especially when he was crossed the river and demolished the bridge later.

His figure is fast, the more fierce the killing machine in his heart, the more restrained he is, he is not the kind of person who likes impulsiveness, if there is no way, he may kill to the death, kill one enough.

However, now the poisonous dragon has a tendency to be tamed by him. Once deepened with the Dafa of forgetfulness. If his mental power grows, and he even truly tame that poisonous dragon, then he will have the strength to ignore the rules in this world.

Perhaps, at that time, the secrets of the system will also be solved. And he will gain true invincibility.

At that time, of course, there will be revenge. There are grievances and complaints. And now, he still needs to be forbearing, at least. On the premise of saving one's own life, there is selective forbearance.

The figure was getting farther and farther away from Deng Wang and his party, and Ziqin's heart was full of miscellaneous thoughts.

He suddenly thought of Huang Daxia's world, thought of the Broken Void, and he suddenly wanted to know what the Broken Void would be like in this world, and where would it go after the Broken Void.

Will he return to his original world?

A reverie suddenly appeared, and then Ziqin was shocked.

At this time, he should never have these distracting thoughts, especially after his cultivation of the Dafa of Forgetfulness has greatly increased his spiritual power.

And now this distracting thought has arisen, and the only explanation is that he has fallen into someone else's way.

His figure stopped, his perception spread out, and a faint aura appeared in his perception, if it weren't for the surge in spiritual power, I am afraid he would not have felt the existence of this breath.

"I didn't expect that there would be someone as sensitive as you in the people, if you hadn't offended the Donglin family, I would definitely bring you back to the army, but it's a pity that you have this talent."

A low sigh sounded, and the breath in Ziqin's perception disappeared, but the next moment it appeared strangely not far in front of Ziqin.

It's the people in the army, scouts.

There is a position in Ziqin's mind, but no one will believe that the scout has such a strong power, where is this still a scout, I am afraid that the most elite assassin in the novels that Ziqin has read on the earth in the past is just such a strength.

In this damn world, the strength of the army is simply incredibly strong, but unfortunately, the family that Ziqin offended happens to have a huge military power in its hands.

"You may not be able to kill me."

Looking at the man who appeared in front of him, Ziqin's mood stabilized, and his whole person was as calm as the water of an ancient well, without waves or waves.

His heart flashed with the acquaintance with Hai Lanyue, and the scene of the old man of the royal family looking for him, his eyes became more and more indifferent, and suddenly his face had a confident look.

"Although there are many strong people in the army, I believe that I must have something to surpass you, otherwise, Hai Lanyue will never win me over, and the royal family will never win me over, and my advantage is by no means a simple potential, but strength, I must have a strength that even I don't know."

The sword in Ziqin's hand had already risen horizontally, his eyes suddenly lit up, and at this moment, his spirit had reached its peak state.

Self-confidence, almost arrogant self-confidence.

At this moment, Ziqin seemed to have returned to the world of the ancient heroes, the power of the fifteen swords in his body was about to move, and the true qi of the Northern Darkness was also driven.

Aura, perception, and artistic conception are merging.

The power of the four famous worlds miraculously began to merge into one power.

The scout's eyes suddenly changed, and in his senses, Ziqin seemed to have merged with the surroundings, but the sword in Ziqin's hand came to life, and the heaven and earth gave birth to that sword, and that sword seemed to become the only favorite of the surrounding heaven and earth.

The next second, the scout felt a dark poisonous dragon suddenly appear in front of his eyes, open its mouth, and then his entire world disappeared completely.

In the jungle, Ziqin's figure ran wildly again, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and the Xuangang Sword was held in his hand, but the body of this sword had been cracked.

The spiritual power has soared, and the poisonous dragon has begun to be controlled, but who would have thought that the poisonous dragon would also grow, and the poisonous dragon after growth is even more terrifying and terrifying.

Ziqin understood more and more why Yan Shisan committed suicide and why Xie Sanshao cut off his fingers.

He also knew that he seemed to have lost control of this sword again, but he would never run away like Yan Shisan and Xie Sanshao, the only thing he wanted to do was to keep moving forward until he found a way to control this sword.

The valley is deep, Ziqin's whole person sinks to the bottom, at the same time, the system in his mind is opened, Ziqin intends to use the time difference between no matter how long he has been in the famous world, the main world is just a blink of an eye to improve himself again, however, before he can react, the system that has been turned on has already swept him into the darkness, and the thing that once appeared in the world of choosing the world with his mood reappeared. (To be continued......)