Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Past and the Future!

Both of them were beaten back to their original bodies, panting, sweating like rain, and a great storm swept through the nine heavens between their breaths, the divine light was shining, and the flames were shooting into the air.

"Not bad, Xiaolun, there are two hits. ”

Suddenly, Lu Zilin's expression changed, there was no trace of coldness and seriousness, and he returned to that cynical hip-hop image.

"Not as good as you. ”

Xiao Lun's eyes were gloomy, and his spiritual power was surging in his body, repairing the holes in his body.

With his current physical body, he was actually pierced, which shows Lu Zilin's horror!

"It is said that you have learned the heart to resist the dragon, but I don't know if it's true. ”

Lu Zilin asked.

"Hmm!" Xiao Lun didn't hide it, nodding in response.

"Yes, yes, that's what you can do with me. Lu Zilin grinned shamelessly, which made Xiao Lun have an urge to rush up and extinguish him.

"Ahem..."

Lu Lao on the side coughed lightly, attracting the attention of the two and flew over.

"Xiao Lun, your natal source hasn't been carved yet!" Lu Lao said with a smile.

"Not really. Xiao Lun shook his head.

"Your path is different, and the source of your life must not be sloppy, and you can use the heart and dragon recipe as the prototype and the rest of the will as a supplement. Lu Lao said.

"That's what I thought, too. Xiao Lun chuckled.

Although the source of natal life is carved by the fusion of a body of will, there can only be one subject in it, and the rest are auxiliary, for example, Nalan Ruohai's natal source is mainly based on the will of Wuji, and the rest are auxiliary.

After all, if you are poor, you can't chew it out, but it will delay your future cultivation, so there will be many geniuses who only cultivate one kind of will, and one road goes to the dark, which is outrageously powerful, Xue Ao is one of them, and then there is Zhou Tongtian, and so is Lin Jinyu.

"Get out of a different way!"

Xiao Lun pondered, this is too far away, and imaginative, almost impossible, unlike Xue Ao, Xue Ao is just another way to go, not inferior to martial arts, not unique and innovative, so it is not surprising.

But Xiao Lun is different, if he wants to succeed, he must surpass his predecessors and create a unique and powerful path, although foolish but not to give up.

This idea sprouted and grew in Xiao Lun's heart like a spring bamboo after the rain.

However, Xiao Lun also knew that it was still too long, he had just started, and it was not enough to innovate, so he did not mention it to Lu Lao.

"In the Heart Dragon Technique, there is the supreme sword intent left by your ancestors, sealed in the Soul Devouring Whip, you can open it and observe it, and then it's not too late to melt it!" Lu Lao said again.

"Okay!" "Okay, you spirit fox, you don't even say such a big thing to me, it's really not interesting, not only do you have to eat my spiritual power all day long, but also sleep, do you dare to be lazy?"

Xiao Lun couldn't wait to strangle it to death on the spot to vent his hatred!

"Go ahead!"

Time is running out, and Lu Lao doesn't need to say much, he sent Xiao Lun into a white world with a wave of his hand, so that there is nothing in his eyes and no scene in the image, and he can calm down as soon as possible.

In addition to Xiao Lun, Lu Zilin was also sent to a space and comprehended on his own.

......

Xiao Lun closed his eyes and calmed down, and his spirit melted into the Soul Devouring Whip.

The Soul Devouring Whip is divided into nine sections, one section and one world, vast and immense, with no end in sight, even if it is a living thing, it can be put down, and the high origin is terrifying.

It's just that Xiao Lun is not qualified to use it now.

After Xiao Lun searched for a lot, he finally discovered the breath of the Heart Dragon Technique in the seventh section of the world.

It was a sword qi, floating in the starry sky, with no stars around, and it was all dust the size of a particle.

The sword qi breathes, and the starry sky can be mobilized during the wandering, and the stars hundreds of millions of miles away are all driven, shooting light, and being absorbed by it.

The universe seems to be orbiting, it is the core of the universe, the artistic conception is different, beyond the world!

This sword qi is a trace of sword intent left by Xiao Youli!

What is the lord and what is the kingship?

Just after seeing this sword intent, Xiao Yuli's image has been unconsciously portrayed in Xiao Lun's mind!

I am the only one who reigns in the world!

Xiao Lun thinks that his ancestors are so domineering!

Even Xiao Lun's thoughts traveled through time and space with this sword intent to the era of Xiao Yuli, witnessing his demeanor, how to alarm the nine heavens, and the ups and downs of all things!

However, this is not the way Xiao Lun wants!

Although his Tao had no prototype and no thoughts, he knew that this was not the path he wanted to take.

Xiao Lun sighed and reached out to touch the trace of sword intent.

Suddenly, a majesty that could not be blasphemed erupted, and the killing intent overflowed, and it suddenly exploded, and the sword light soared into the sky, illuminating the eternal universe!

Xiao Lun's figure was instantly torn apart by the sword light, and it was annihilated!

"The sword is the human heart, a sword can be a witness, the ancestor..."

Xiao Lun muttered, looking at the sword intent in a daze, at this moment, he had already understood Xiao Yuli's heart, the Tao, and a sense of helplessness.

Ancestor he, did he also have something to worry about?

Xiao Lun touched his eyebrows, this emotion was not issued by Xiao Weili after his ascension, but when he was at his peak.

Not loneliness, not regret, but a kind of resentment that can't do anything about it?

Xiao Lun was shocked and couldn't reminisce for a long time.

Airplanes!

This time, Xiao Lun no longer tentatively touched the sword intent, but his divine sense turned into a ray of light, surging towards the sword intent, and pounced on it.

Buzz!

Xiao Lun came to a different world, a figure on the other side towered high in the sky, he was wrapped in the light of the stars, Zhou Tian and everything was run by him, the stars were revealed, the nebulae were dense, and the fairy aura was rich, he stood on the shore of the Shenwu Continent like a true immortal, holding a sword, constantly waving and slashing, and a peerless powerhouse was cut down by him like ants, and many of them broke the three Zhou Tian elephants!

It's a terrible sight!

Xiao Lun trembled all over, unable to speak, is this the strength of the ancestors? He can actually smash Zhou Tian's elephant!

He swung his sword, just an ordinary sword, but none of the ten thousand people present could resist it, and they were annihilated one after another, and even the natal stars were cut down, the starry sky trembled, and the martial arts stars fell, piercing the sky like meteors, and landing.

This is nothing short of a one-sided massacre!

He stood with his sword in his hand and looked at the most central place in the Shenwu Continent, his body wrapped in the rainbow light of the fairy mist did not show any emotion, only a slight sigh came out, it was full of bitterness and helplessness!

Xiao Lun was shocked, looking at the ancestor incredulously, he really couldn't figure out what could make the invincible ancestor in the world so down.

"Don't go my way. ”

A gaze was cast at Xiao Lun, accompanied by a boundless sound of loneliness.

Before Xiao Lun could react, the world had already dissipated.

Xiao Lun came back to his senses, unable to reminisce for a long time, thinking about what the ancestor's last words meant, and what he was worried about.

After a long time, Xiao Lun opened his eyes, and the sword intent in front of him dissipated, and it was pointless to stay here, so he retreated.

Ten days have passed, but Xiao Lun has no understanding of sword intent, and has been deeply pondered by the ancestor's words.

"That's it, since you don't tell me to go your way, then don't go, and one day, I will solve the confusion for you!"

Originally, Xiao Lun had no intention of repeating Xiao Wei's mistakes.

Edgeworth, Spirit, Heart, Soul!

This is the level that Xiao Weili ancestors randomly divided into for the Heart Dragon Technique.

But this haphazard hierarchy speaks for itself.

Instant enlightenment!

The first level is the sword of enlightenment, the sword of enlightenment sword style!

The second level is to understand the qi, to understand the sword qi and to understand the sword form!

The third level is to understand the heart, understand the sword heart, understand the sword intent!

As for the fourth level, Xiao Lun didn't understand, he didn't notice it from Xiao Weili's sword intent, and he couldn't say what kind of realm it was.

Xiao Lun is at the peak of the sword comprehension, with the prototype of the sword in his heart, and the source of his life is also vaguely transformed and carved.

"Don't rush!"

Xiao Lun had an epiphany, gave up his comprehension of the Heart Dragon Technique, and instead devoted all his attention to the source of his life that began to fuse and form on his own.

Wu Jian should not be in a hurry, when it comes to success, if it is too successful, the Dao heart is unstable, and it is easy to backfire.

Airplanes!

At the center of Xiao Lun's eyebrows, where the inscriptions quickly manifested, changing in different ways, the sword intent criss-crossed, constantly overflowing the void, the surroundings were blurred, and the space was cut into pieces.

In his mind, the will of the martial arts trembled, fused towards a point, and finally melted into a blurred sword light, emitting mysterious fluctuations, although it was impossible to see its volume and appearance, but the cathartic breath was enough to destroy the world and tear apart!

The source of life, carved into it!

Xiao Lun got up, and at the center of his eyebrows, there was an obvious sword-shaped inscription that shone brightly, and then disappeared without a trace.

A total of another month has passed, and there is only one month left in half a year.

On this trip to the monuments, Xiao Lun completed the most important transformation in his life, grew up thoroughly, and became the pinnacle of geniuses in the Southeast Xuan Domain!

In addition to his own qualifications, it is more about Lu Lao's cultivation and the power of supreme martial arts!

There is only one month left, Xiao Lun and Lu Zilin have fought more than ten times, competing in the magic technique, the physical body, the martial will, and even the physique!

Of course, this guy is worthy of reaching the level of the realm, and he is much stronger than Xiao Lun in all aspects.

This made Xiao Lun indignant, how could Lu Lao let him enter the historic site for half a year first? Isn't this a black-box operation, going through the back door?

Among them, Lu Lao pointed out his dual-attribute body for Xiao Lun again, and handed him a heavy treasure, called "Hundred Variations Demon Face", which was refined by using the natal spider silk of one of the ancient fierce beasts, the "Hundred Variations Demon Spider", which had been exhausted for a hundred years!

Its function can change its appearance and body shape at will, but only people with multi-attribute physique can change their breath and soul.

Ordinary people can also change their appearance and body shape, but they can't change it, but this Variety Demon Face can change its breath according to the transformation of attributes.

Xiao Lun understood what Lu Lao meant, and nodded cautiously.

Time passed bit by bit, the two of them became stronger and stronger, and they had already reached the peak of the Tongtian Realm, as long as they went out, they could break through to the Tongshen Realm, refine the attributes in their bodies into the origin attributes in one fell swoop, and carve them into a killing array or murder weapon, and their strength was refined, but the two of them did not have the slightest joy.

Lu Lao, he is really leaving.

It is a departure that leaves no traces, and there is no trace of divine consciousness left, and it is not possible to use big means to awaken consciousness in the martial arts stars, and Lu Lao did not distract himself from the martial arts stars, but inherited his life's martial arts to Lu Zilin.

Even among the Sunset Clan, there are very few people who know about this news.

On the last day, Lu Lao was already weak, transparent all over, indifferently floating in the air, Xiao Lun and Lu Zilin stood under him, bowing his head and silent, depressed.