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The light gradually brightened, and Qinglin's figure suddenly stood up, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's a bit of a bull's ......."

"Although there are all broken swords here, there are tens of millions, why can't it be a single sword, broken into several pieces, all floating here?"

"Condense a sword, there is no material and no material, but it can be reassembled!"

Qinglin's eyes flickered, and after understanding in his heart, he took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged.

The moment he sat down, Qing Lin directly threw away the remnant sword in his hand.

According to Qinglin's point of view, the breath of this remnant sword is only at the middle grade, since it is going to be reorganized, why not reorganize a superb long sword?

"Wow!"

Qing Lin waved his big hand, and quickly expanded into a palm print, searching in the boundless sea of swords.

It felt like a scoop stirring in a water tank.

Those remnant swords all boiled, and under the agitation of the green forest, they turned into a whirlpool storm, emitting a sharp whistling sound throughout the space.

After about dozens of breaths, Qinglin paused, his eyes suddenly shot light, and his right hand suddenly grabbed out.

When it was caught, in the sea of swords in front of it, the huge palm print would also be violently shaken, and a purple-red remnant sword wanted to escape, but under the huge palm print, it seemed to block the space and directly grabbed it!

This sword only has a hilt, no body, but above the hilt, there is an indescribable sharp aura.

Not only sharp, but also ferocious, but also killing, and a rich chill.

As if ......

It's like this sword, which is irrigated with blood, grows in killing, and in the end, disappears in killing.

Its struggle was extremely strong, but it couldn't withstand Qinglin's slapping, Qinglin snorted coldly, Diwei suppressed, and his palm slapped on it.

In the end, the hilt of the sword stayed firmly in front of Qinglin, as if he was afraid, trembling.

"It's you. ”

Qing Lin smiled, the aura coming from the hilt of this sword definitely belonged to the pinnacle of these remnant swords.

Next, Qinglin unfolded his divine sense and began to search in the sea of swords.

This kind of search made Qinglin gasp deeply.

He finally knew the number of these broken swords, not millions, not tens of millions, not hundreds of millions, but ...... Billions!!!

Billions of remnant swords, condensed into a sea of swords, and the aura fused, making it extremely difficult for Qinglin to search.

Condensing a long sword is not as easy as imagined.

Qinglin wants to look for a sword body that is equal to his breath, so that there will be no conflict between the two.

These remnant swords all have their own sword spirits, which will definitely crowd out other sword bodies very much, and Qinglin can't kill them directly, otherwise, it will affect the power and grade of the long sword itself.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Qinglin's divine consciousness froze, and his big hand grabbed it, and a sword body about one-third in size was grabbed by Qinglin in his hand.

"It's not one, but it's the most consistent. ”

Qing Lin said a word, holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and holding the body of the remnant sword with his right hand, and fused it directly.

At the time of fusion, Qinglin's eyes flickered, and the Golden Yang Law directly burst out of his body, and the scorching terrifying temperature immediately caused all the remnant swords around him to scream miserably, rushing towards the distance, as if he was extremely afraid.

"If you are not honest, I will refine you!" Qinglin snorted coldly.

As he expected, the hilt and the body of the sword were originally struggling extremely violently, after all, the two did not belong to one body, just like putting one person's head on another person, maybe there was an earth-shattering medical skill that could keep him alive, but it was really inappropriate to speak.

However, after hearing Qinglin's words, the sword body and hilt immediately became honest.

In this way, it also makes the integration of Qinglin much easier.

Qinglin didn't expect it to be so simple, and he groaned and searched again.

......

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.

At this moment, in Qinglin's hand, there was a long sword with a purple-red body.

The sword body of this long sword seems to be obviously connected, which is very irregular, but under this irregularity, there is an extremely strong aura, which emanates from the sword body.

The sword spirits of these remnant swords have been fused into one!

Qinglin's eyes flickered, he held the long sword, got up suddenly, and said, "If you want a sword, I'll give it to you!"

"The top condensing sword, the way of the sword. ”

The voice seemed to be thinking, as if it was testing, and after a moment, it suddenly spoke.

The moment his words fell, a ray of light suddenly fell from the void, extremely fast, and entered Qing Lin's mind in an instant.

This light is not a physical object, it seems to be a message, and it is similar to ...... A number of thousands of years of experience!

In Qinglin's mind, all kinds of feelings emerged, and he understood what was called the way of becoming a sword, and understood what was called the law of swordsmanship, everything......

It's like you've had it all.

"Thank you. ”

Qinglin took a deep breath and hugged his fists deeply.

He suddenly found that his opinion of the Nine Swords of the Emperor was still a little low.

To be able to directly transmit all that kind of enlightenment experience and methods into a person's body in such a simple way, like the Heaven Slashing Sword Spirit, and even the laws are transmitted, what kind of powerful person can do it?

At least, Qinglin can't do it.

Qinglin also felt that even if it was the Supreme, he couldn't do it.

"I have obtained the way of the sword, and I will turn to the eighth sword. ”

The voice did not have the slightest expression, and after the words fell, the scenery in front of Qinglin changed.

It was still a pitch-black space, and it was still an indescribable sky-high light, but the original sea of swords with billions of remnants disappeared, and with it, there were complete sword shadows.

These sword shadows are also illusory, and on top of the sword shadows, there are palm-sized figures standing.

On top of each sword shadow, there is a human figure.

Sword Shadow, Human Shadow ...... All of them were no less than the sea of broken swords, and they looked dense, as if they were dust, or even more!

"Condense the sword spirit and reward the way of the spirit sword. ”

It was the ethereal voice again.

Qing Lin was stunned for a moment, he still thought that this voice was the sword spirit of the Heaven Slashing Sword, but at this moment, he was obviously in the eighth sword transformation immortal sword, and the sword spirit of the ninth sword could still speak?

Apparently not.

In this way, the owner of this voice is someone else.

But Qinglin didn't care, he didn't know who the owner of this voice was, and he wasn't interested in knowing.

At this moment, Qinglin is interested in this sword law.

The way to become a sword is not the true law of swordsmanship.

In other words, the sword path law of this Emperor Nine Swords is so powerful that it is against the sky, and it is definitely not an ordinary level, and it is even possible to reach only the level.

Because the way of becoming a sword is only one of the nine ways of the sword law of the Nine Swords of the Emperor.