readx;? At the end of the darkness, the source of light, a bright light source is so dazzling that people can't open their eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After waiting for a while, Luo Xingchen's eyes gradually adapted to this light, so he slowly opened them and looked at the eyes.

"Okay, so big, so strong, what race is this?"

Luo Xingchen stepped forward step by step, looked at the behemoth in front of him and shook his head.

It was a huge white bone skeleton, so high that it was deep into the clouds, difficult to look at its back, it seemed to be humanoid, but it contained power that the human race could not reach, and it was more powerful than the demon race.

His bones are as white as jade, although they are skeletons, they do not give people a gloomy, dead and silent feeling, and at a glance it looks more like looking up at a god, unattainable.

I don't know what kind of strong man he was during his lifetime, but a corpse after death has such a powerful power, and his cultivation can be imagined.

"What is this?"

Luo Xingchen asked, and on him, he felt an incomparable sword intent.

"This is the source of the mutation of our race, according to the information left by our ancestors, he fell from the sky, his body turned into a light feather in the sky, only such a skeleton fell, evaporated this originally vast lake, and now it is only this size, and then this small area where it is located directly formed a small world, separated from our outside world, but that breath still emanated, turning this area into a dead place, to this day, we can still only barely resist, but can not eliminate. The silverfish patriarch said in a complicated tone.

Luo Xingchen could understand his mood, the moment he saw it, he seemed to see the sky was blood-red, and then the sky was full of light feathers, a white corpse fell from the sky, the lake dried up in an instant, and countless races completely disappeared, and the silverfish clan had to migrate inward at the far edge, enduring boundless pain and transformation, and finally evolved into what it is today.

He reached out and endured the pain, wanting to touch the bone......

"Whew!"

At this moment, a chill suddenly rose from the depths of his heart, and his outstretched hand stopped at the last moment.

"Boy, if you want to die, touch it, I guarantee you'll be wiped out in an instant......"

An old voice suddenly sounded in Luo Xingchen's heart, very abrupt, which surprised him, and then he was overjoyed.

"Elder Ling, are you awake?"

Luo Xingchen couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly took out a black iron seal, and the next moment, a fluttering figure floated out of the iron seal, suspended in the air, and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see...... You're still so weak!"

Ling Lao said unceremoniously, but Luo Xingchen had a sour nose, and hurriedly blinked his eyes.

At the beginning of the Demon Hall in the Heavenly Yuan Forbidden Land, Ling Lao used his own strength to protect him from the broken space tunnel, but he had been falling into a deep sleep, Luo Xingchen called him many times to no avail, but he woke up today, how could he not be surprised.

Although the spirit is a machine spirit, but the emotions are not beneficial to real people, there are seven emotions and six desires, when he saw Luo Xingchen, although his mouth was very disdainful, his expression was obviously very pleased, but because of his personality, he would not say those sensational words after all.

"Okay, you kid, I haven't seen you for so long, when did you become so crying, I just woke up! But fortunately, I woke up, otherwise I would have to change another heir after a night......

Ling smiled and spoke, then turned his gaze to the tall skeleton and said, "Do you know who he is?"

Of course, Luo Xingchen could only shake his head, only knowing that he was a strong man.

"Actually, I don't know ......" As soon as the spirit words came out, Luo Xingchen once again had the urge to beat him violently.

"But there is no doubt that he is a god, and he will not be weak, not to mention what kind of god he is, but even if he is the lowest god, with your current cultivation, you dare to desecrate their remains, and as a result, you will have no doubt that you will die. Spirit continued, with some doubt in his eyes.

"Oh!"

Luo Xingchen shrugged his shoulders, but there was still some unwillingness in his eyes, the remains of such a god are of astonishing value, not to mention anything else, it is their own Dao pattern engraved on the bones after they practiced the exercises, that is peerless wealth, and it is possible to help an immortal emperor become a god.

"You kid still dare to think about it?!" Ling saw Luo Xingchen's thoughts at a glance, and couldn't help laughing.

"This ...... Is there a way?" Luo Xingchen smiled and was not polite, he knew that since Ling dared to say this, he must have something to rely on, and he would never be untargeted.

"Of course, I don't want to see who my old master is, but you still don't think about the corpse of such a god, even if you give it to you, you can't take it. Besides, most of the gods who can fall in the fairy realm should be the heroes of the ancient battle you are talking about, and it is unreasonable for you to blaspheme them like this!" Ling smiled.

"What do you mean?"

"To be able to become a god is to truly penetrate the heavens and the earth, to look down on the eternal people, and will never simply fall. And once they really fall, they will often find some successors, just like the old master, this corpse is probably not so simple!" Ling said.

"Then what do you mean, I can inherit him?" Luo Xingchen's eyes lit up, and he said busily, as for the silverfish patriarch, he had already known each other and swam to the side.

"This is the only way, if you want to get his power, you must get his approval, otherwise you will think that he is just the corpse of a dead god, but even if the current Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Realm comes, there is nothing to do with him. The gap between immortals and gods is unimaginable!" Ling said with a frown.

"Then what should I do?" Luo Xingchen hurriedly said.

"This is also simple, do you see the right hand of the corpse? That golden bone! If I guess correctly, this is the legendary innate sword bone, which belongs to a rare physique, and those who have this physique can practice the sword twice the result with half the effort, and will become a great weapon. Look at the bones on his body, white as jade, revealing a shocking sword intent, it must be the study of kendo to the extreme, the sword intent is restrained, and there is a sword aura in his bones, if you want to get his approval, maybe you can start from this aspect. Ling patiently explained.

Luo Xingchen nodded, he had already noticed the golden bone, and thought it was some kind of abnormality, but he didn't expect it to have such a big origin.

Not to mention the next thing, he also understood that if he wanted to be recognized by a swordsman, there was no other way than to use his swordsmanship.

He took out the Xuanshi Sword, filtered all the swordsmanship he knew in his mind one by one, and finally moved a little bit.

Butterfly dream swordsmanship, fluttering like a butterfly, moving like the wind, shaped like fog, like real and illusory. One after another, the sword qi turned into colorful butterflies and flew in the air, instantly attracting all the sword qi of this void, and dancing with it, forming a huge tornado.

Ling clearly saw Luo Xingchen's progress, and remembered that before he fell into a deep sleep, this butterfly dream swordsmanship was still very naïve, and now it has begun to take shape, and it has begun to have the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters, every move is not more, more subtle, although it is still far from a real swordsmanship, but with his age and experience, it is rare to be able to create such a swordsmanship, if it is a coincidence, it may become his natal holy law, but that sadness...... It's so hurtful! It's hard to get a god's approval with that!

Sure enough, as Ling thought, after Luo Xingchen's two sets of Butterfly Dream Sword Techniques were cast, the bones did not change in any way, and they remained motionless.

"Don't waste your efforts, boy, let's change!" Seeing that Luo Xingchen was about to cast it for the third time, Ling hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

"Elder Ling, do you say that my swordsmanship is so bad? I feel that I am already very powerful, why doesn't the great god react at all?" Luo Xingchen was a little unwilling and frowned.

"Hehe, boy, to be honest, your swordsmanship is already top in terms of your age, but you don't know, the real swordsmanship masters are polished by time, and it is not a lie to sharpen a sword in ten years, their one and a half moves will be continuously improved for thousands of years, and you don't have to be discouraged, when you have experienced enough things in the future and fought enough for tens of thousands of years, you will naturally find changes in your swordsmanship, and if your swordsmanship is still at this level at this time, I am afraid that you will be angry with yourself." Ling smiled and comforted, reassuring Luo Xingchen a little.

"But I can't wait that long!" Luo Xingchen sighed in his heart again, and then the sword move changed, and he began to perform the Dugu Nine Slash!

Slashing the spirit, slashing the blade, slashing the soul, slaying the demon, Dugu Jiu slashing has its own merits, every move and every style is extremely exquisite, just cast the Butterfly Dream Sword Technique, and then perform the Dugu Nine Slash, Luo Xingchen really found the difference, Dugu Jiu Slash's Dao Yun is much stronger than his own Butterfly Dream Swordsmanship, swinging it The body is always at the peak, and each sword is extremely coordinated, so that every muscle and every bit of power of his own power is completely exploded, without the slightest waste.

Luo Xingchen danced and danced, the sword moves were like flowing water, each sword style changed at will, without hindrance, and under the blessing of the soul, the sixth style of Dugu Jiu's slashing immortal was displayed by him, which instantly made his momentum go up a step again.

"This kid, it's really amazing, what has you been through these days?" Ling pinched his fingers and counted the time, but his eyes widened and he looked at him incredulously.

At this moment, the bones finally began to change, and a little bit of white light began to flicker, as if in response to the call of the darkness.

"It's working!" Ling Daxi was overjoyed, but did not disturb Luo Xingchen at this time, but chose to wait and see what happened.

After a while, the white light began to converge, and finally converged on the bone's right hand bone, gradually turning golden, and then, the golden light suddenly bloomed like a lotus flower, and finally condensed into a small sword.

"Is this a test? This kid really has luck!" Ling smiled, and stepped back a lot again.

"Zheng Zheng!"

The golden sword was at war with Luo Xingchen in an instant, and Luo Xingchen, who had fallen into deep enlightenment, woke up in an instant, and he didn't have time to be surprised, the Xuanshi sword in his hand swung faster, the lightning flashed, and golden sparks splashed on the ground, instantly striking out a large deep pit.

The power of the golden sword continued to increase, and finally stayed at the level of the middle stage of the Immortal King, which means that Luo Xingchen's strength was enough to compare with the middle stage of the Immortal King.

The two fought, fighting in this small world, the sky fell apart, and every flicker of the golden sword light turned the universe upside down, revealing the edge of dark chaos, terrifying.

But Luo Xingchen is stronger, this world seems to have some kind of unknown power, which makes him feel relaxed, his body is always at the peak, Dugu Jiu Slash is constantly changing, and from time to time he also uses the Butterfly Dream Sword Technique to sharpen his sword technique, and he has benefited a lot from comparing with each other.

This battle lasted for an unknown amount of time, the sun, moon and stars of this small world were shattered, the heavens and the earth fell into eternal darkness, and the battle of one man and one sword in the void seemed to be forever tireless.

In the end, a brilliant golden light flashed out at the end of heaven and earth, like an axe that cut through heaven and earth, and there was only that golden light between heaven and earth, connecting the sky and the earth, and rushed straight over.

"Hey, the last battle?

Luo Xingchen smiled, then stood in place, exhaled deeply and breathed in a unified rhythm, the spirit moved with the body, and the heart seemed to stop beating at this moment.

"A sword of frost and cold...... Fourteen states!"

"Huh!"

The golden sword light swept in all directions, white as snow, and spread around in a circular shape with Luo Xingchen as the center, and in terms of momentum, it was stronger than the golden sword light.

"Boom!"

The horizontal silver sword light and the vertical golden sword light collided together, and suddenly a huge air flow erupted, pouring against each other, and small sword lights swam in the air, and only gold and silver flashed in the sky.

"Click!"

In the end, the golden sword light was broken from it with a crisp sound, and then disappeared little by little, and Luo Xingchen's silver sword qi also broke through the sky in an instant, and finally disappeared!

After a while, the heavens and the earth returned to tranquility, and he saw with his own eyes that in this dark air, all black matter appeared and then sank little by little, gradually forming land, and then evolved into mountains, grass, trees, rivers, and the sun, moon and stars appeared in the sky again, exactly the same as before, which made him stunned for a while.

"There's nothing surprising about this, after becoming a god, the small world is also called the Qiankun world, as long as your will does not die, what the heaven and earth are like is just your thoughts, in which it is not a problem to trap the enemy and kill the gods, the Western gods hated this Qiankun world the most, because as long as it is in this, the master of the inner heaven and earth is God, the only god, the Western gods are in it, they can't feel the power of faith in the worlds at all, and finally they are worn to death a little bit, and you will know when you become a god in the future. Ling flew to Luo Xingchen's side again and said with a smile.

Luo Xingchen nodded and looked at the corpse again.

"Did I pass the test, and the reward?" he said.

Ling pointed to the high place, and a golden skeleton broke away from the corpse and slowly flew towards Luo Xingchen.

"This ...... Is it a reward? It's too generous!" Luo Xingchen opened his eyes in surprise.

"Alas, you fool, this is generous? It's really sold and helped a few people, which means that he didn't really pass it on to you, although this natural sword bone is powerful, but only for natural people, even if ordinary people inherit it, they can only exert their strength of seven or eight points at most, at most it is a consolation prize. And if you get the inheritance of a god, then you will get a lot of benefits, not only the runes on this bone can be observed by you, but you can also practice his exercises, inherit his power, and improve by leaps and bounds in a short period of time. That's the real big head!"

Ling shook his head and said helplessly, looking at the golden sword bone, he subconsciously felt that it was a little uneconomical.

But Luo Xingchen seemed to be very open-minded, and said with a smile: "Hehe, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, I am very content to get this, I am the body of war, what I need most is the powerful strength of various races, this sword bone may not be of much use to others, but it is just right for me, although I want god-level exercises, but there is no shortage of them, even if his exercises are good, they will give me a reference at most, have you forgotten that I am practicing my own fusion exercises!"

Ling thought about it, but he was a little surprised by Luo Xingchen's optimism, it seemed that he knew him for the first time, but soon he knew that he was wrong.

"What's more, isn't this bone still here, if he doesn't give it to me, he will always give it to someone else, when the time comes, I will write this news into ten or eight treasure maps and sell it for a big price, or find a trustworthy sword such as Dugu An Yao, let her get this inheritance, won't I be able to get his exercises the same?" Luo Xingchen said shamelessly, so that Ling almost didn't hold his breath, knowing that this kid would not give up.

At this moment, the sword bone had already flown in front of Luo Xingchen, Luo Xingchen thought about it, stretched out his right hand, and the sword bone took the initiative to fuse in, and a warm feeling wrapped his right hand, which was extremely comfortable.

"Boy, do you know why you didn't get his true inheritance?"

At this moment, Ling's slightly hesitant voice sounded in Luo Xingchen's ears, making him straighten. Although he can see it openly, no matter what, he is still a little unwilling in his heart.

"Why?" he asked.

"I thought about it, the swordsmanship you use is a god-level swordsmanship, it shouldn't be bad, and your cultivation is also very solid, there is nothing that you haven't understood. There must be only one reason for this, and that is your sword!" the spirit said with some deep thought.

"My sword?" Luo Xingchen looked at the Xuanshi Sword in his hand, it was just right and very handy, there shouldn't be any problems.

"Yes, it's your sword, I don't know when you changed to such a sword, it seems to be very extraordinary, it seems to be a natural sword fetus, but it was born in advance before it was completely conceived, and it lost its aura. You may be comfortable with it, but you have forgotten the most important point, it is not a weapon that you can really use to save your life, what about your chosen sword?" the spirit asked in a voice that suddenly became serious.

"Chosen ......" The corners of Luo Xingchen's mouth trembled, and then he said in a low voice: "It has been badly damaged, I haven't repaired it so far, I feel it...... It seems that you can't go on with me!"

"Bah!" At this moment, Ling suddenly said with a red face: "Are you stupid, you know how to treat it when you are injured, and you won't repair it if it is injured?" On the battlefield, it is more loyal than your brother, and your brother may be rebelled, and it will never betray, do you know why you didn't get the inheritance?" It is because of your contempt for your own weapon, if you believe that he is your sword, you should believe that he has the same pride and indomitability as you, how can he perish so easily, although this Xuanshi sword looks good at first glance, but it has no spirit, without your heart's recognition of it, how long has the chosen sword been with you? How long has you fought with you? Your body believes in it more than you do, and you don't notice it. If I were this corpse, let alone this sword bone, I wouldn't give you a single hair. Don't you still know what a sword means to a swordsman?

Ling's old face was flushed, his beard stood upside down, white smoke was emitting from his head, and he glared at Luo Xingchen angrily, his words were chiseled, sonorous and powerful, and he was deafening, which made Luo Xingchen shake all over, and he lowered his head in shame and summoned the Heaven Slaying Demon Blade out of his body.

Its sword body is as mottled as it was before, full of cracks, the light is no more, the pattern is dim, like a pearl covered with dust, the dragon's head no longer has a god, it seems that the spirit in it is dead!

Luo Xingchen went deep into his divine thoughts, but found that in the depths of the sword body, a faint light like fireflies was still flickering, and the darkness was constantly eroding it, but it was never extinguished.

It seemed to feel Luo Xingchen's divine thoughts, and the light suddenly flashed into a stronger light, like a child meeting the closest person in the dark, wanting to go to the past, but it was still so faint, it seemed to dissipate in the next moment!

Luo Xingchen's heart was sour, and he wrapped the light with his divine thoughts, feeling his attachment, his fear, and his hesitation, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, constantly conveying the emotions that reassured him.

The Heaven Slayer Demon Blade has a spirit, which he discovered a long time ago, and he didn't care much about it at first, but now it seems that he has already felt that he will have all the pain, sadness and loneliness of human beings.

Luo Xingchen is very guilty, very guilty, very guilty!

Leaving it alone in this dark space, one endures boundless fear...... And I'm still thinking about giving up on him!

"Good boy, I'm sorry, you wait a little longer, I'll get you back soon, let you come back......"

Luo Xingchen comforted it softly, over and over again, regardless of whether he could hear it or not, and whether he understood it or not.

Finally, Luo Xingchen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Dao: "I'm sorry, Ling Lao, I know my mistake, I will save him, let him come back, accompany me to fight, love him more than I love myself!" ”

As he spoke, he placed the Sky Slaying Demon Blade on his chest, his expression serious and solemn.

"It's good if you know, it's good if you understand!"

Ling nodded with satisfaction, and the old tears were rampant. He knew that his sword heart had awakened, and from this moment on, this weapon had been given a new lease of life, and it would be with him in the future, achieving great glory, just as he had witnessed the legend of his old master. And it can witness his life, from rise to eternity! until it becomes a legend, an epic, a myth!

;