Yan Qi pushed open the bronze door of the tower, and a cold air flow flowed from inside, and countless broken swords were inserted on the black iron ground, and the broken swords were connected by strange blood-colored iron chains.

A swirling iron ladder winds its way up, like a giant python.

"Each wizard's tower has its own characteristics, and our sword tower is best known for its sword. Yan Qi smiled and led Lin Zhong upward.

"Well, I see. Lin nodded, and the broken sword on the ground condensed a sharp force, which seemed to merge with the entire tower.

The iron ladder that swirled was extremely long, and Lin Zhong and Yan Qi walked for more than an hour before reaching the top of the tower.

In front of them appeared a small wooden door, which looked ordinary, except that it did not have a handle, and there was a sword-shaped mark in the center.

Yan Qi's palm was placed in the center of the sword-shaped marker, and a blood-colored air flow spread out from the sword-shaped mark, and the wooden door slowly dissipated, revealing a huge space in front of them.

There was almost nothing in the space, only a white-haired middle-aged man sitting on a wooden chair, his eyes closed, like two long swords, and a pair of snow-white sword eyebrows also exuded a fierce aura.

"Teacher, people have brought. Yan Qi said in a low voice.

"Oh. The white-haired middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes.

A cold light seemed to flash in the entire space, and an extremely sharp momentum shot towards Lin Chong in an instant, giving him the illusion that he was holding a sword in his throat.

Lin Chong's body shook slightly, his eyes stared, staring at the white-haired middle-aged man's eyes tightly, and his face kept sweating.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Lin Chong's face became more and more pale, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, the white-haired middle-aged man's body was actually getting more and more prosperous, like an endless sea.

An hour later.

"Very nice. The white-haired middle-aged man suddenly retracted his momentum.

Lin Chong's body staggered, his muscles were sore, he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, the white-haired middle-aged man could make him feel this way with his momentum.

"Teacher, he's not an ordinary person. Yan Qi said with a smile.

"Come with me. The white-haired middle-aged man stood up, only to see a black vortex floating on the ground of the space they were.

The white-haired middle-aged man jumped in with Lin Chong.

There was a unique aura coming from the black whirlpool, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a huge altar hall, where there were many sword-shaped wooden plaques.

"The inheritance of sword wizards has been coming from a long time, and they have been famous among wizards for a long time with their powerful combat power, but unfortunately times have changed. The white-haired middle-aged man sighed.

"Hmm. Lin nodded.

"Resources are becoming more and more scarce, and few people are willing to take this difficult path, after all, wizards cannot live long enough to reach true eternity. The white-haired middle-aged man continued.

"That's true. ”

"It's actually not much use to say so much, the wizard bloodline suitable for cultivating sword and witchcraft must be based on its own strengthening, and your bloodline is just this standard.

So when Yan Qi said those words, even if there was a choice for the Tower of Bloody Night, I still sent a badge.

It is impossible to revive the glory of the previous sword wizards, but I hope that there are still people who can continue to persevere, your qualifications are much better than Yan Qi, and I hope you can inherit the legacy of the sword wizards. ”

"Sword Wizard's will?"

"Well, the more powerful the sword witchcraft, the more powerful the body needs to be used to perform it, with your physical strength, I think you can inherit a truly powerful sword witchcraft from the sword card.

Kneel down first, and I'll cast the Inheritance Witchcraft on you now. ”

Lin Chong knelt in front of the sword cards, and the white-haired middle-aged man beside him suddenly emitted a blood-colored light, and faint black shadows surged on those sword cards, flying towards Lin Chong's body.

He felt that his whole body seemed to be pierced by countless iron needles, and the tingling sensation of tingling kept rising, and the whole person seemed to be plunged into endless darkness.

A blood-colored sword suddenly lit up in the darkness, and the whole world seemed to be cut open by a sword, and faintly, a black figure holding a sword appeared in front of him.

The man's face was covered with a pale mask, his black hair running down to his waist, and the blood-colored sword in his hand burned with pitch-black demonic fire.

"What is this?" Lin Zhong jumped.

He had no idea why he had come to such a place, but the momentum on the masked man's body was too terrifying, and it was a thousand and one hundred times stronger than the white-haired middle-aged.

The masked man just moved casually, Lin Chong's body seemed to be exploded, and his spirit was constantly distorted, and a long sword seemed to pierce his body.

Beyond the Illusion.

Lin Chong's body knelt in front of the sword, his face kept floating with black gas, his whole face was sweating, and his body kept trembling.

"It's a dark sky. The white-haired middle-aged man showed a look of surprise, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Phantom Territory.

"Taiyin Sword Chapter. The masked man's voice was as cold as a glacier.

Lin Chong's body seemed to be frozen at this moment, the bones and muscles all over his body were frozen, and the origin magic power in his body began to disintegrate.

The blood-colored sword in the masked man's hand suddenly moved.

Lin Chong's body was almost annihilated at this moment, countless cold air currents flowed through his body, and his muscles and bones disintegrated into debris.

And at the moment when his body disintegrated, a strange witchcraft mantra came to his mind, and a mysterious explanation of the sword.

The masked man's sword is not over, his swordsmanship is becoming more and more domineering, and the whole world is almost destroyed and frozen by his sword moves, which is simply terrifying.

Lin Chong's body and soul kept disintegrating, and in the process, Lin Chong finally understood the mystery of the Taiyin Sword Chapter, which had a total of nine chapters in this strange sword and witchcraft.

With his current source power, he could only learn the second chapter, but the power of this sword witchcraft was far from being comparable to the shape sword technique, this was the real sword witchcraft.

Just like the forbidden technique that Yan Qi used in the virtual arena last time, it should also be taught by people in the illusion realm in the sword card, so that someone would have such terrifying power.

"The last sword!"

Lin Chong only felt that his time and space had stopped at this moment, and this last sword seemed to have a feeling of returning to its origin, and he seemed to feel a wonderful power.

But this power was fleeting, and it could no longer be captured.

Lin Chong's body also recovered again, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was kneeling in front of the sword, and the witch sword in his body had also undergone a wonderful change.

The witch sword was faintly engraved with a wonderful blood-colored pattern, and a combination of cold and incomparably cold power and the power of the origin made his flames quietly change.