In the end, this unshakable golden sword was pulled out by Wu Baisui.

The golden sword left the ground, and the entire earth, as if there was a crustal movement, exploded in an instant, shaking non-stop.

Wu Baisui stood upright on the ground, raised his golden sword, and pointed straight at the sky.

Suddenly, the endless thunder and lightning in the sky, the forces of all parties, all swarmed towards the golden sword in Wu Baisui's hand, and the fierce wind also surrounded the golden sword with golden light, winding wildly and roaring.

The roaring winds, the roaring clouds, and all things in heaven and earth were all drawn by this golden sword.

The golden sword leads all things, and Wu Baisui controls the golden sword, he stands in the center of power, exuding a monstrous momentum, he dominates the sky, attracts the people, he is the supreme demon king who is supported by all things in heaven and earth.

The sword keeper finally saw Wu Baisui pull out the golden sword, his heart was shocked to the extreme, his old body couldn't help but tremble, he came to Wu Baisui's side, and said respectfully and excitedly: "After so many years, the old slave has finally waited for you." ”

When he spoke, the sword keeper's voice trembled slightly, and all his emotions surged out, and the emotions that surged in his heart were indescribable.

It's just that when he finished speaking, his phantom began to flicker, and it seemed that there was a sense of déjà vu that would disappear at any moment.

This is indeed a sign that the sword keeper's soul is about to perish.

His physical body has long since died, if it weren't for the protection of this sword, he would have disappeared from this world, he was in order to complete this mission, he used his soul to stay in this world for tens of thousands of years, he tasted loneliness, but also stuck to his heart, and now, the owner of the sword finally appeared, and the mission of the sword keeper should also be completed.

He's finally going to rest in peace.

And just when the phantom of the sword keeper flickered brightly and darkly, the golden sword, which condensed the power of heaven and earth, suddenly shook wildly, and the infinite majestic power on the sword was like a flood that broke the embankment, pouring out violently and sweeping away in all directions.

This power is too powerful, full of the aura of destruction that ordinary people cannot control, even the Great Demon King Wu Baisui can't control the power of this wanton bombardment, the hand he holds the golden sword also trembles violently with the golden sword, his face suddenly turned pale, and the color of hard work condensed between his eyebrows.

For a time, the heavens and the earth were in turmoil, and the violent power raged uncontrollably, destroying everything.

Although Wu Baisui successfully pulled out the golden sword, with his current strength, it was difficult to fully control the golden sword, the power on the golden sword, without scruples, scurrying around, critting into the void, the hidden underworld around the clearing, it was as if it had been bombarded by countless cannonballs, the trees fell and cracked, the blades of grass turned into powder, and everything exploded, and it was a mess.

Wu Baisui's eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the hand holding the golden sword trembled more and more.

"So domineering!"

Wu Baisui's heart was shocked, his emotions were re-drawn by this domineering force, his brain was in chaos, and all kinds of negative emotions suddenly poured out of his heart, and each emotion was intense and abnormal, he couldn't control this dark mentality, it seemed that the golden sword wanted to completely demonize him and become his master.

The sword is the main one, and he is a hundred years old as a servant.

How could Wu Baisui let this happen, in the depths of his consciousness, there was a belief that he was the master who controlled all things, this sword was just a precious weapon that he had lost and recovered, although the sword was powerful, it could not put the cart before the horse, so that Wu Baisui was controlled by the sword.

Driven by faith, Wu Baisui's dark eyes instantly showed an incomparably resolute color, he gritted his teeth, emptied his brain, guarded his mind, controlled his emotions, he tried to keep himself in a state of heartlessness, ruthlessness, and desirelessness, and tried not to let any negative will invade his divine thoughts.

At the same time, Wu Baisui tried his best to hold the golden sword, trying to control the golden sword that was trembling madly and unwilling to settle down.

However, the golden sword seemed to have a rebellious heart, and the more Wu Baisui controlled it, the more violently it trembled, and the more domineering its power was released.

Wu Baisui couldn't help it at all, under the unscrupulous force of the golden sword, Wu Baisui's body and soul seemed to tremble, and the spiritual wall he had finally built up also showed signs of cracking, and he couldn't support it at a glance, but his hand was still holding the hilt of the sword, because he was too hard, the green tendons on the back of his hand were bulging, extremely hideous, and the white bones in his hands seemed to be exposed, hidden from time to time.

"Your strength is too weak, brute force alone is not enough to control it, think of other ways to control it, otherwise, you will be in danger!"

The phantom of the sword keeper standing on the side flickering on the side, seeing this scene, couldn't help but urgently remind Wu Baisui.

At this moment, the sword keeper was already sure that Wu Baisui was the only owner of this golden sword, and it was his respectful and awe-inspiring existence, and he must not watch Wu Baisui have an accident.

He wanted to help, but although he was powerful, he was only a wisp of soul after all, and his wisp of soul was no problem against other people, but it was impossible to control the golden sword against the sky. What's more, his soul has become weak, and there is a possibility of dissipating at any time, and he can't do anything in this state, so he can only be anxious.

Wu Baisui listened to the words of the sword keeper, and the hand holding the sword did not move, but he suddenly closed his eyes and sank into some deep state.

Suddenly, Wu Baisui suddenly opened his eyes, and a dark magic light burst out of his eyes.

"If you want to use a divine weapon, you must first nourish it with your soul before you can communicate with your heart." Suddenly, Wu Baisui opened his mouth and said such a sentence.

These words came from the chaotic memory in Wu Baisui's mind.

Thinking of this, Wu Baisui frowned, Huo Ran stretched out, he didn't think twice, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and suddenly, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and his dark pupils were also dyed with blood.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Wu Baisui opened his mouth wide, looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and the surging breath erupted from his body, and his hand holding the sword suddenly slashed down.

The sword broke through the void, and the golden sword slashed down neatly from the momentum of the sky, as if it was about to divide the heaven and the earth into two.

A sword fell, and a terrifying roar broke through the air, and a sword qi tore through the void, leaving a dark gap, and the gap was surging with demonic energy, which was terrifying.

Wu Baisui cut off this sword, it can be said that he used the power of his life, after the sword fell, his face was covered with sweat, but the sword was also completely honest, it split the void, and then he stayed in Wu Baisui's hands in peace, and he was no longer crazy.

Wu Baisui finally controlled this anti-heaven golden sword.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a bewitching smile bloomed.

And the sword keeper on the side, seeing Wu Baisui controlling the golden sword, domineering, he was almost about to burst into tears, his wrinkled eyes were already stained with a layer of tears, his looming phantom, in a groveling state, facing Wu Baisui, said deeply: "The emperor lives up to his wishes, you are finally reborn." ”

The sword defender's tone was heavy, excited, and full of emotions, all in this sentence.

For him, such a wait is really extremely long, he thought it would be endless, but he didn't expect that he finally waited for the master of the sword to complete this difficult mission.

Wu Baisui listened to the words of the sword keeper, his face instantly froze, he looked at the sword keeper, and said solemnly: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Rebirth, these two words had a big impact on Wu Baisui, and he knew that it might be related to the memory in his mind, so at this moment, his heart was a little anxious.

The sword keeper didn't rush to solve Wu Baisui's doubts, he just stared at Wu Baisui tightly, and said secretly: "Many things need to be slowly excavated and understood by yourself, I can only tell you that this sword in your hand is not an ordinary sword, it is called the Heavenly Demon Sword, it is the strongest weapon in the world, and it is an artifact that can stir the heavens and the earth!" ”

As he spoke, the swordkeeper's voice became choppy, and his phantom flickered rapidly.

"Heavenly Demon Sword..."Wu Baisui murmured softly, his gaze fell on the Heavenly Demon Sword in his hand, and his expression was full of touch.

In fact, from the time he held the Heavenly Demon Sword with his bloody hand before, many pictures appeared intermittently in Wu Baisui's mind, those pictures were magnificent, cruel, bloody, and violent, full of extreme turmoil and hatred, which drove the surging emotions in Wu Baisui's heart. It's just that, until now, Wu Baisui still can't connect these pictures into a complete story, and he only feels familiar with the name of the Heavenly Demon Sword, and his heart is touched, but he can't say it.

The Heavenly Demon Sword seemed to feel Wu Baisui's call, and even trembled slightly.

The sword keeper's aura became weaker and weaker, and the phantom shook more and more frequently, and with infinite emotion, he said deeply to Wu Baisui: "You appeared, my mission is completed, and now, I should also go." ”

After saying this, the flickering shadow of the sword keeper began to gradually dissipate.

Wu Baisui raised his eyes, looking at the phantom that was about to disappear, and in his heart, he couldn't help but feel an incomparably heavy sense of loss, as if he was about to say goodbye to his old friend for many years, and he was reluctant to firmly pull him, making him unable to let go.

At this moment, Wu Baisui seemed to have completely forgotten that the sword keeper almost killed him before, and he was only immersed in an inexplicable sad feeling.

At the moment when the phantom of the sword keeper completely dissipated, the vast void sounded the old voice of the sword keeper for the last time:

"Take the Heavenly Demon Sword, go and take back everything that should belong to you, and let this world tremble for you!"