The boy fell to his knees with his legs limp, his fingers firmly in the dirt, his fists clenched, and a burst of weeds and muddy water was raised.

The rain frantically hit the face, and the tingling pain was created in the heart, and this feeling made the despair more painful than death.

However, just when the boy was weeping and despairing, a dazzling light shot into the corner of his eye.

It is said that once a person dies, the soul will dissipate between heaven and earth, and the body will become an empty shell, which is what people call a corpse in the air.

The boy subconsciously thought that he was going to die, and his consciousness had already begun to fall into a blur.

After a while, the boy realized that he was not dead, and the light that emanated was actually the black bead that he had been holding in his arms.

The faint light, which was particularly dazzling on the top of the mountain shrouded in darkness, made people feel a little comforted.

The young man took out the bead that was glowing but not blackening from his arms, and the dazzling light made the young man's pupils a little white, making his desperate and empty eyes more flexible.

I don't know why, I always felt that this light was a little unusual, and suddenly my head was dizzy, and my consciousness suddenly fell into a blur, and I fell down on this cold cliff.

......

It's so dark here! Where the hell is this?

The boy looked at the darkness in front of him, as if he had fallen into hell, there seemed to be nothing here, it was like the beginning of the world and the heavens were in chaos, there was no sound, there was no sound, it was too quiet here, and the silence made people feel terrible.

The boy turned his head suddenly, and suddenly you had a light curtain.

In the light curtain, the two old men stepped directly in the void, and the battle intent on their bodies facing each other poured out like substance, I don't know what year and month this memory is, I'm afraid it's at least a few thousand years, right?

The young man stared at the two majestic figures, and the fluctuations emanating from them felt as if he was about to kneel.

I am afraid that their cultivation has reached an extremely terrifying point, I am afraid that they have reached the peak above this world, and two people have reached the peak at the same time.

Although the two people in front of them did not have any vitality leaking out, the terrifying aura that emanated from their bodies made people feel as if the whole world was trampled under their feet.

That kind of bearing above everyone, even this memory that is thousands of years apart, makes me tremble a little.

Looking at their gloomy eyes, I am afraid that there is a tough battle to be fought, but the momentum emanating from them is not an outright killing intent, but a terrifying battle intent.

It is a kind of perseverance and courage that must overcome the other party, and this artistic conception seems to have been condensed into substance, so that everyone can feel it.

Through the light curtain, he could see that in fact, there were many strong people around watching their battles, and their battles were very terrifying.

The two of them surged in the air, colliding together, and each collision brought a ripple of energy, which was enough to crush the surrounding mountains, rivers, lakes and seas into nothingness.

Is this the battle of the truly strong? The real strong, even a look, a single action can kill the soul of the weak, maybe the people I see on weekdays who think they are very strong, I am afraid that they are not even a fart in front of them, and the real strong are endless.

Suddenly, one of the old men held a nine-colored long sword in his hand, and it exuded nine-colored brilliance, as if in a flash, the whole world was trembling.

The light is in nine colors, as if each color represents a primordial power between heaven and earth, that kind of power, giving people a kind of majesty and unfathomable, as if it is connected with the whole heaven and earth, or rather, this power has been possessed before there is no such thing as a species, that is the first manifestation of a kind of vitality.

This kind of power can directly call on all the heaven and earth energy to be used for one's own use, and it is difficult to imagine that if a person uses all the energy of heaven and earth for his own use in battle, then who would dare to fight against it?

What kind of weapon is this? It can directly resonate with the entire heaven and earth, and at this time, a word suddenly came to mind in the young man's mind, an artifact.

Although he had heard about the artifact before, it was only something that existed in legends, and they mortals would probably not be able to see the artifact in their lifetime.

I can't even imagine that if a person fights with an artifact in hand, what kind of situation will my combat power increase?

In the hands of a truly strong person, if he can hold an artifact, I am afraid that he can directly subvert the victory of a war.

The artifact is the same existence as the god in this world.

The old man standing opposite him, his pupils were very magical, one purple and one gold, when the two pupils fused together, turning into a white jade color, very holy, I don't know why, when the young man saw those eyes, he actually had a strange feeling, those eyes were actually staring at his own eyes The smoothness in those eyes seemed to be very similar to the shining spirit qi condensed by the shining spirit decision that he had cultivated.

Could it be that the old man in front of him had had some kind of affair with himself? Or maybe he had an inextricable relationship with him, and it was clear that his age was several thousand years different from his own, and a twelve-year-old boy as young as himself would actually have a very affectionate feeling for him.

In fact, it has now become clear that he is no longer a member of the Ling family.

Could it be that he is his own elder? What level of strength is he? I am afraid that a single thought is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth. If he appeared in this Yang Domain, I am afraid that the pattern of the entire continent would be subverted.

Such a strong person may not come here at all, in his heart, what is a small yang realm, how can his vision be persistent?

The old man with purple and golden eyes felt the terrifying power exuded by the person in front of him, and his face did not change in the slightest, as if he had already known it.

"Is this the artifact you've worked so hard to create?" the old man with purple and golden eyes asked the old man holding the nine-colored sword in front of him, and the loud voice directly shook his ears one after another.

The old man with one gold and one silver pupils looked at the nine-colored brilliance emanating from the nine-colored long sword, and then felt the changes between heaven and earth, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes exuded a trace of solemnity.

The old man holding the long sword closed his eyes tightly, feeling the emotions emanating from the long sword, and then feeling the energy of heaven and earth transmitted by the collection and release of heaven and earth.

It was a very peculiar feeling, as if holding a long sword, as if holding a token that controlled the entire heaven and earth.

"The name of this sword is Jiuyuan"

The old man holding the nine-colored sword slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, golden light flashed, as if he wanted to penetrate people's hearts directly.

"What a sword, Nine Sources Divine Sword"

Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the long sword, the old man with purple and golden pupils also affirmed it.

The corners of the mouth of the common old man in his hand were raised, and after listening to the words of the old man in front of him, he felt a little proud in his heart, it was not easy to make this old thing in front of him whose eyes were higher than the sky say such a thing!

"Summon your Nine Heavens Divine Tattoo Pen too!"

The old man said to the person in front of him.

The two of them are friends and enemies, once they traveled the continent together, made a vow to each other to stand at the top of this world, and later they returned to their respective families to protect their family's prosperity for thousands of years.

The two of them are evenly matched, and every fight ends in a draw, and they haven't tried it again since they returned to the family.

Today was a great opportunity, and they each made another artifact, wanting to distinguish between each other.

The old man with purple and golden eyes held it in his palm, and a long pen as slender as white jade was held in the old man's hand.

Suddenly, all the white clouds in the sky gathered above the head of the old man with a long pen in his hand.

This is a vision of heaven and earth, and suddenly there was a riot in the energy between heaven and earth, and the energy of heaven and earth that was originally frantically surging to the nine-colored long sword, suddenly, its trajectory shifted, and nearly half of the energy of heaven and earth converged on the long pen like a white cloud.

The snow-white long pen is carved from white jade, not so much an artifact, but a work of art, extremely exquisite, on the long barrel, there are nine to different color lines, I feel that there is something strange, because this line is changing by flashing and shining!

If you say that nine-colored long sword, it can summon all the energy of heaven and earth.

Then this Nine Heavens God Pattern Pen can outline the purest truth between heaven and earth.

The two majestic figures finally collided together......

Suddenly, the entire pitch-black space seemed to be shattered, and suddenly the young man only felt that the soles of his feet were empty, and he fell directly......

It feels like you're about to fall into an endless abyss......

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