Seeing this, Wang Hao instantly rose into the air, the sword of the real dragon in his hand moved, and instantly entered the realm of the unity of man and sword, he is the sword of the real dragon, the sword of the real dragon is him, and the thousands of swords of the sword god shuttle back and forth in the entire sword pool, extremely sharp.

And Wang Hao, who is in the unity of human and sword, regards these as nothing, and a sword shadow shuttles quickly in the heavenly burial sword intent, which is particularly conspicuous in the rain of thousands of swords, and the outstanding light shows the extraordinaryness of this sword.

"Years...... Urging people to grow old" is used in the realm of the unity of human and sword, and it has reached a new peak, gratuitous, invisible, nameless, this is the true meaning of the years, the vast sword intent swept over the sword of reincarnation and heavenly burial, pointing directly to the supreme sword god.

The breath of the years paved the surface, as if a river of eternal years flowed on him, the breath of the whole body, the sword momentum were taken away by this flowing river of years, the figure of the supreme sword god instantly became vain, and the sword intent of the reincarnation of the heavenly burial that permeated the entire space, the sword light gradually disappeared.

The supreme sword god is originally a fragment of the divine soul, which will dissipate with the refining of the years, and when he sees that his figure is floating in vain, he is about to disappear, Wang Hao quickly collected the sword intent condensed by the law of the years, but the fragment of the divine soul of the sword god did not stop the vanity.

He has existed for too long, and he has insisted on it for too long in the state of the Divine Soul Fragment, and with the realization of his long-cherished wish for many years, there is naturally no point in holding on any longer.

Without delay, Wang Hao quickly received his divine soul fragments into the system......

"You've won! Before being swallowed up by the system, in the end Wang Hao only heard him say such a sentence, although lonely, but Wang Hao heard relief in these words Yes, it is indeed relieved, the life of loneliness and defeat ended in the most satisfactory way, and he was satisfied.

Everything in the wine cellar sword pool is calm, and the breath of the supreme sword god is still a little remnant, but it will soon dissipate with the wind blowing from the entrance of the cave, and he has become a thing of the past, since then, there is only one supreme sword god of Longteng, and that is Wang Hao.

The original sword god, whether it is the sword dance neon or the reincarnation of the heavenly burial, has impressed Wang Hao, and he is also worthy of the name of the supreme sword god, but the realm of the sword, generation after generation is stronger, becoming the new supreme sword god, Wang Hao also looks forward to the future, in this world, there can be a person who competes with his own sword.

"System, how many memories have you recovered. Wang Hao said with emotion, the sword god who was standing in front of him like a real person just now had been devoured by the system at this moment, and there was nowhere to find it.

Didn't get a systematic answer, it should be that it has not been fully digested by memory, Wang Hao looked at the wine cellar behind him, there was not much wine left in this jar, and the wine jars had been shattered to the ground, and the aroma of wine was wanton, when he noticed this, Wang Hao was really completely drunk.

Looking at the wine with only four or five jars left, Wang Hao couldn't help but step forward and pick up a jar and open the sealing mud while feeling a little sorry, and drank it in one gulp.

No longer tasting, Wang Hao poured a big sip, and suddenly had a feeling of fluttering immortals, only this one sip, Wang Hao was really completely drunk, and poured a large jar of wine.

This is the aroma of wine precipitated by the years, full of the vicissitudes of the years, but also with the sword intent of the sword god, reciprocating reincarnation, self-birth and extinction is called heavenly burial, which is ...... There seemed to be some familiarity, and after thinking for a while, Wang Hao found the source of familiarity.

The sword intent of the sword god seems to have something in common with his own sword intent, heavenly burial and reincarnation are the cause and effect of the years, and if the years are not out, they can be attributed to the years, so the sword intent of the sword god is also the understanding of the years, but it is not as good as Wang Hao.

"Wang Hao" Just when Wang Hao was deeply attracted by the aroma of the wine and opened another jar of wine, the system stopped him and stopped grabbing the hand to the jar.

"System, how many memories did you wake up with. Wang Hao asked.

"A lot. "The two sons, let Wang Hao's heart beat violently, and when he devoured the fragments of other gods' souls, he also recovered his memory, but she never said a lot, Wang Hao knew very well that letting the system say a lot of two words means that it is possible to recover most of the memory.

"Have you recovered all the memories of the Sword God?" Wang Hao said a little anxiously, he was really eager to know the deeds of the Sword God.

"It's all recovered, but it's a little heavier, and it takes me a little longer to digest. After the system finished speaking, although her voice was flat, after saying this, she sighed softly.

Wang Hao always thought that the experience of the elf god was heavy enough, but after devouring his divine soul fragments, the system did not show anything, but it was this sword god who actually made the system show such a demeanor.

"It's not easy to hear the heavy word from your mouth. Wang Hao didn't ask what kind of experience it was, but said such a sentence with emotion, Wang Hao knew that the system would say what should be said and what he heard, some experiences Wang Hao did not need to understand, because in the misty cultivation path, everyone has their own experience, or smooth, or thorny rebirth, he has no need to understand, and there is no interest in understanding, because he has his own tasks and his own life.

"This place is his life's work, it is where he practiced swords, and it is also where he practiced swords, when he first entered the sword prison, most of the sword mounds you saw were swords he practiced himself. The system said.

When Wang Hao heard this, he was very surprised, there are tens of millions of swords in the sword mound, most of them are refined by the sword body itself, each of them has its own sword heart, sword nature, and some even have sword spirits.

If it's just an ordinary sword, there is no need to say much, but if you want a sword to have a spirit and a heart, it must be cast with heart, and you must have enough strength while consuming hard work, tens of millions of swords, tens of millions of hearts, although Wang Hao surpasses the sword of the sword god, but he is admired.

"Other things, I don't want to talk to you more, and there is no need to ......" What the system said was naturally the matter of the Divine Sword Tianhong, for this point Wang Hao still saw it, and let him dissipate with the wind if he died, why bother to be more serious, anyway, the rainbow scattered spirits are also his own meaning.

"It's a pity that the cellar has been destroyed, and there is not much left of these good wines. Wang Hao said, the alcohol just now came up again, and he actually felt the surge of spiritual energy in his body, and transformed it into divine power at an extremely fast speed, quickly recovering his physical strength.

This should be regarded as an unexpected surprise, Wang Hao really didn't expect that this wine would have such an effect, open a jar again, pour it down violently, and feel that he was immersed in the boundless sword intent.

Drunkenness came quickly, Wang Hao took advantage of the strength of the wine, and actually danced in this wine cellar with the sword of the real dragon, the sword shadow was boundless, Wang Hao's body was extremely fast, and the speed of the sword was also extremely light, but he opened and closed, and walked completely by his heart.

Between the back and forth, he actually danced into the sword pool, with boiling magma under his feet, and all kinds of swords hanging on the cliff wall, all of which were swords from the hands of the sword god, and each sword was giving birth to this sword soul, which was very precious.

But Wang Hao was not attracted by these, and danced his sword to himself...... The sword is as you like, how many swordsmen are bound by sword moves, and they can't follow their own hearts to do the sword, and those who can reach this realm are the strongest among the strong in the way of the sword.

Wang Hao walked in this artistic conception for a long time before he woke up, and his mood was actually raised to another level, but at the moment when Wang Hao woke up, his footsteps sank, and he fell into the tumbling magma.

The blazing temperature burned Wang Hao's robe, and he had to devour Wang Hao and the sword of the true dragon, the Supreme Sword God stayed in the magma of this sword-casting for a long time, and even, when the Divine Sword Tianhong found him, his divine soul fragment was still in this magma, did he want to cast himself into the sword?

What he pursues is also the unity of the human sword, but he doesn't seem to have succeeded, he can only control the immortal demon sword in that way, if he doesn't cut off the past, can he be one with the divine sword Tianhong!

"What do you think! It's all this time, haven't you sobered up yet?" The system scolded loudly, pulling Wang Hao's thoughts back, his entire body was surrounded by magma, and the blazing temperature scorched every inch of his skin, even the True Dragon Sword was in it, unable to get out.

This temperature is not inferior to Wang Hao's refining fire, and the sword of the true dragon has a tendency to melt, but there seems to be a suction force below, allowing Wang Hao and the sword of the true dragon to continue to sink, this magma pool does not know how deep, if it sinks to the bottom, not to mention the sword of the true dragon, even Wang Hao will melt together.

At this time, Wang Hao's divine power condensed, and the impact came out, and his body suddenly had a strange feeling, and his divine power reached a critical point.

The strange feeling of pleasure actually made Wang Hao's body more and more excited, and waved the sword of the true dragon in an orderly manner, and a five-clawed golden dragon broke out of the sword of the true dragon, which was transformed by the sword spirit of the sword of the true dragon, and with the improvement of Wang Hao's cultivation, the sword spirit was able to leave the sword body.

This is the difference between the Dao weapon and the divine product, the sword spirit broke through the sword god of the true dragon sword, and flew directly to the magma, separating the magma, forming a watershed full of flames, Wang Hao followed the watershed of divine power and flew up directly.

As soon as he showed his head, a crackling thunder struck down, hitting the top of Wang Hao's head, and a scorched smell entered Wang Hao's snort, which was the smell of his own burning head.

The power of this thunder tribulation seems to be a bit great, in the magma, Wang Hao has only burned his clothes, how can he be scorched by the thunder tribulation! This is Wang Hao's incomprehension, but he has no time to think.

Another wave of heavenly thunder fell, submerging the entire sword pool, and the endless thunder tribulation hit Wang Hao's body, actually breaking Wang Hao's skin, which was something that had never happened before.

There's something wrong with this thunderstorm, there's definitely something wrong!

Wang Hao's heart was stunned, he stretched out his hand that did not hold the sword, and grabbed the thunder and lightning that was attacking him, and a tingling sensation spread throughout Wang Hao's body, but Wang Hao did not let go, because he seemed to have caught substantial lightning.

He felt as if a creature was wriggling in his hands, attacking him, and he succeeded, although it didn't hurt himself much, but it did hurt his hands.