The world seems to have turned into a desolation, more like the beginning of heaven and earth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The immortal flicked his sleeves and held the sword in his backhand, splitting the mountains and rivers.

It's just that all of a sudden, the eight desolations roared, the four directions were dimmed, and countless people appeared on the earth, and then flew to the sky one by one.

Maybe it should be said that they are not people, they are all immortals!

Vaguely, Xing Ziliang seemed to hear the vicissitudes of life from ancient times, telling the difficult and difficult language, and there were golden words in the sky, but it was like a lost ancient text, which could not be understood and could not be seen.

In the firmament, cracks emerge in the Dao, such as cutting off the space, it is a great avenue, and inside it is a pitch-black and boundless void.

The heavens and the earth suddenly dimmed, and the majestic thunder roared, and an immortal fell.

The immortals roared like bells, and they pushed away the clouds, and a towering sword rushed into the sky, as if to cut the darkness.

The torturer Liang was like being on the scene, and the eternal wind seemed to be whistling in his ears, and the thunder in the sky was also going to punish him.

Eventually, the earth crumbled, and the peaks that hung high in the sky fell into the earth.

Then he saw the sword of the immortal cut through the void, and he saw a vast expanse of land from the void.

There, there are many high-rise buildings, but it is more like the civilization of the earth.

Above the earth, countless people looked up at the sky, and they were terrified, as if they had seen the end coming, and then they scattered and fled.

And the immortals on this land, their eyes have seen through the ages, like the long river of years, but they have seen the other side.

"Found ......"

"Another civilization!"

At this moment, Xingzi Liang actually understood the words of the immortal.

The immortals spoke, and the words became a language that did not belong to their civilization.

Countless immortals shot at the same time, crossing a wisp of golden light in their bodies and sending it to the civilization on the other side.

And in this big underground, a huge coffin suddenly gushed out.

In the dark void, like a wild beast roaring, irrepressible anger.

An immortal rushed into the void, as if to sacrifice his life.

"The civilization of our generation, don't let it perish......"

"Buried a venerable immortal, leaving civilization behind. ”

"You are a human being, and my generation is willing to be a mountain. ”

"Retrieve the immortal treasure left by our ancestors. ”

"If you get a mountain, you are an immortal!"

Between the heavens and the earth, a mountain range suspended in mid-air manifested at this moment!

The boundless mountains are like a piece of land, with no end in sight.

A coffin hung high and was buried in the mountains!

The invisible bridge led to the other side in the void, and the mountain where the coffin had been buried moved into the void and crossed the other side.

Xing Ziliang was shocked and cold.

At this moment, the hand in the dark and boundless void slapped towards the mountain range, but in an instant, it was pulled back by the blood-soaked immortals in the void.

The mountains shattered, but they still flew to the other shore like meteors.

It became pitch black in front of him, and the torturer Liang gasped heavily, not recovering from the shock, as if he had seen a period of time in the end of the law.

"What the hell is that......?"

Before his muttering could fall, his eyes lit up again.

This time, he opened his mouth and said nothing, just as he had when the curtains had been lifted not long ago.

A huge coffin stood in front of him, and he felt like he was in a palace.

His pupils dilated, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he muttered, "What is this place......?"

Xingziliang took a step forward, and the coffin suddenly bloomed with golden rays.

The immortal he first saw appeared in front of his eyes!

The immortal has a body as huge as a coffin, but it is as transparent, this is just a wisp of remnant soul!

The immortal looked down at him.

"Thou, I have found the 'mountain' I left behind. ”

"But why did your soul awaken my remnants and memories......

The immortal whispered, but it was deafening to the ears of Xingzi Liang.

And the immortal was also puzzled, and looked at him with a light in his eyes, as if he wanted to wear something.

"But you're just a soul. ”

"That being the case, and leaving you a method, if you want to get the 'mountain', then walk into my tomb with your true body. ”

When the words fall, the immortals stroke the top and grant immortality!

Xing Ziliang stood in place, his eyes wide open, unable to move, and unable to dodge.

A golden glow suddenly appeared in his mind, unfolding like a copybook, a familiar word, but it was obscure to read.

He could only understand that this was like an immortal sword technique.

"This kind of method, call 'Daosheng One Sword'!"

The huge immortal soul dissipated, and out of the coffin came another immortal soul as tall as the torture beam.

The immortal does not show his true face, as if he is covered by the avenue, between the backpalms, there is a virtual shadow, and the sword light flows.

"Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. ”

Immediately, the immortal sword style!

The arm is slightly bent, the foot is pushed forward, and the sword is handed along the way.

Between square inches, the immortal's soul instantly reached a few zhang away, and the sword blade passed through, as if cutting the space, cutting off everything.

"The reason is in the sword, between a sword, can also be derived from ten thousand swords. ”

Xing Ziliang's heart shook, although he didn't know why, he was still watching carefully.

After a sword, the sword is raised again, just like taking advantage of the trend, but there are many more sword styles from it.

Suddenly, Xing Ziliang's eyes widened.

The immortal soul kicked back in the air, but where it was, there was an extra phantom sword holding it.

"If the Dao sword is one, and the body returns to the Dao, it can also be regenerated as one, and the shadow is moved. ”

After all the changes in this sword technique, it is like a doppelganger method, which can evolve its own phantom!

The immortals recited the method, and the obscure formulas and mental methods were passed into the ears of Xingzi Liang one by one.

The next scene, for Xing Ziliang, is equivalent to the time to witness the miracle.

I saw that between the phantom swinging the sword, the immortal soul also handed over the sword momentum again, the soul and the shadow each came out with a sword, and every time the immortal soul had one more sword momentum, there was another sword-holding phantom in front of Xing Ziliang!

Xing Ziliang gradually regained his mobility, and when he looked at it with dull eyes, his body involuntarily followed and learned sword moves, without a sword in his hand, but with a sword in his heart.

With every sword move, he followed the immortal's soul, sword after sword, and there were so many swords.

In his mind, the words of the immortal chanting the sword technique were constantly echoing, and the original torturer Liang had already cultivated in his body, so at this moment, the breath in his body was surging around, impacting the strange meridians and hundreds of veins, and taking advantage of the trend.

Gradually, even he didn't pay attention to himself, and between the swings of his sword, there was a blurred black shadow in the outline of his figure, but he hadn't yet rushed out of his body, and he hadn't really achieved the phantom.

In the end, the entire palace was full of immortals holding swords!

After a while, the torturer Liang was stunned and muttered: "This sword immortal used to fight with people, wouldn't he be able to beat others with the strength of one person......"

"If I can master this sword, the sword moves will be endless, like doppelgangers. ”

"When others fight with me, it is equivalent to fighting with countless 'me', and I only hand over one sword, but I want others to break thousands of swords!"

In the next moment, the immortal collected the sword, the phantom was dispersed, and the soul figure gradually became dim, and after the coffin was gone, the immortal soul also disappeared.

And the scene in front of Xing Ziliang's eyes began to blur.

Suddenly, everything dissipated, and there were no coffins and palaces, and there was no longer a barren land.

School buildings reappeared in his field of vision, and the trees on both sides of the road were lush and blooming.

Xing Ziliang was still stunned, his whole body was soaked with sweat, his hands were hanging down, he was still trembling slightly, and he was panting heavily.

After a moment, a twinkle appeared in his eyes, and he began to talk to himself in place.

"Let me slow down, the hell knows what I just went through!"

"Could it be that this is the legendary 'Goldfinger'!?"

He recovered from the shock and looked around.

"Wait, but why didn't that scene come to mind until I came to Yashan No. 1 Middle School, could it be that this school is weird?"

Although Xing Ziliang has a simple and direct temperament, he often does things without his brain and only instincts, and sometimes he is even called stupid by his friends, but that's just that he doesn't like to use his brain, and he is wise and foolish, in fact, he has always been very smart.

Now, for example, he sensed the crux of the matter almost instantly.

Xing Ziliang had a rare brain operation, and now this matter interested him more than the exercises in the previous textbooks.

However, perhaps he didn't think about it at all, and it might be related to his later life.

Just as Xing Ziliang almost plunged headlong into the sea of thoughts, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind.

"Ziliang?"

"Huh?"

Xing Ziliang was interrupted from his thoughts, turned his head with an unhappy face, and saw a tall figure.

If Xing Ziliang's height is about 1.8 meters, then the person in front of him should be 1.9 meters now, and he is a very tall man.

"Chi Yang?"

Immediately afterwards, Xing Ziliang looked confused again, he never expected to see Chi Yang here.

"What's wrong with you, seeing me is like seeing a ghost. Chi Yang frowned.

Xing Ziliang was confused, and muttered, "Why are you ...... here?"

Before Chi Yang could speak, Xing Ziliang pounced on him and gave him a bear hug.

"I didn't expect you to come too, I didn't come alone, it's okay, it's okay. ”

Before Xingziliang crossed over, he and Chi Yang were quite familiar.

Chi Yang is the "leader" in their school, his parents are in business, it can be said that they have a lot of money, and he himself is tall, handsome, and arrogant in his bones, naturally he is never afraid of things, he has fought since he was a child, and he has almost never lost the battle, all in all, there are no high school students in the city at that time who do not know Chi Yang.

As for Xingzi Liang being able to become friends with Chi Yang, it is finally due to his simple nature, and there were legends in the school at that time that Xingzi Liang had won Chi Yang's fight in the dormitory, as for the truth or falsehood, I'm afraid that no one really knows except for the parties involved.