In the vast starry sky, a brilliant meteor shower streaked by, and the meteor shower disappeared on the other side of the starry sky.

The god-like figures were motionless, as if the meteor shower had nothing to do with them. The god holding the ancient sword only stared, and he said faintly: "Some ants who don't know the thickness of the sky and the earth, ridiculous human race. Ding Xiaoyi saw the picture emerging from the ancient sword is city, and he didn't know why he could see the picture in the ancient sword with his eyes reincarnated.

He saw that the huge sword array was shattered by the god holding the ancient sword, turned into a burst of brilliant meteor showers, and disappeared at the end of the starry sky.

Immediately, the picture in the ancient sword changed to the barren world again, and the golden figure appeared again.

The golden figure looked at him again. Ding Xiaoyi didn't know who the golden figure was, but he saw the killing intent in the other party's eyes.

It was as if the killing intent could travel from the eternals of time. The killing intent was awe-inspiring, his eyes were like torches, Ding Xiaoyi's heart trembled inexplicably, and he felt that the golden figure seemed to be able to see him through the ages.

Could it be that this is the power of the ancient period, he can be seen from the ancient period through time and space, Ding Xiaoyi thinks this is incredible.

The picture in the ancient sword is very real, as if it was deliberately carved into it. Ding Xiaoyi knew that the picture in this ancient sword should be real.

Who is that golden figure, and what is the identity of the god holding the ancient sword? Are those gods standing in the vast starry sky really immortals?

All these doubts are lingering in Ding Xiaoyi's mind, what is the truth? The power of the ancient sword in the god's hand was obviously far greater than the ancient sword in front of him.

Where did the disintegrated Zhuxian Sword Array go, Ding Xiaoyi had many doubts in his heart. The picture in the giant eyes disappeared, and only the majestic barren aura stirred up in the ancient sword.

Ding Xiaoyi exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and the picture he saw was so real that it sent chills down his spine.

He knew that what was happening in this picture was real. Time may have passed for a long time, whether it was in the primeval period or in the ancient times.

He looked up at the ancient sword again, the ancient sword was silent, and he was silent. Only Senior Sister Lin on the side frowned, and she looked at Ding Xiaoyi beside her in confusion.

"It turns out that this ancient sword is just an imitation, and the Law of the Barren Great Dao is just one of them." Ding Xiaoyi suddenly realized.

Although the ancient sword in front of him was the same as the ancient sword in the hand of the god in the picture he saw, the power of this ancient sword was far inferior to the ancient sword in the hand of the god.

There is only one Great Dao Law in this ancient sword, and that is the Law of Waste.

"What did you say?" Senior Sister Lin asked Ding Xiaoyi very suspiciously.

"Actually, it's not that this ancient sword can't be surrendered, I want to surrender this ancient sword", Ding Xiaoyi showed a confident smile on his face, and he replied to Senior Sister Lin.

Senior Sister Lin looked at Ding Xiaoyi like an idiot. She must have thought that Ding Xiaoyi might be crazy, and the barren aura contained in this ancient sword could devour their vitality in an instant.

Compared to this ancient sword, Ding Xiaoyi is simply a mortal. It should be said that Ding Xiaoyi is not even as good as a mortal, he is just an ant.

Even she couldn't easily boast about Haikou and say that she had surrendered this ancient sword, why could Ding Xiaoyi do it, she was very curious.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't pay attention to Senior Sister Lin's white eyes, he looked at the ancient sword, his eyes were full of blazing gaze.

"Be careful yourself", Senior Sister Lin stepped back, and she didn't forget to care about Ding Xiaoyi when she left.

As soon as she spoke, she had a strange feeling. Why do you care about him, the relationship between them has long been a life and death hostile relationship, either she dies or Ding Xiaoyi dies.

Ding Xiaoyi naturally didn't notice the subtle changes in Senior Sister Lin, and he looked at the ancient sword with blazing eyes.

He knew that the process must be difficult, but he knew that if he surrendered this ancient sword, then he would definitely have a great gain.

The inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword Formation should be under this ancient sword, and this ancient sword suppressed the inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword Array.

Because in this ancient sword, the picture of the god only smashing the Zhuxian Sword Formation was recorded, and it should be that the god only did it deliberately.

In order to make the person who can unlock the secret of this ancient sword fearful, he doesn't know why God only wants to do this, but the other party has absolute confidence.

He just wanted to make the cultivators who had unlocked the secret of this ancient sword despair, and the thoughts of the gods were usually unexpected.

Ding Xiaoyi knew that he might have figured out the right idea, and he was sure that this Immortal Sword Formation must be under that ancient sword.

The Sword Shrine was formed earlier than the Sword Pavilion, and the fragmented Zhuxian Sword Formation did not fall here. As a result, the sword aura of this sword mound has become a forbidden place.

That god should have also found the broken Zhuxian Sword Formation and found the inheritance of this sword formation, so he created this ancient sword and suppressed the Zhuxian Sword Formation below.

If his guess is true, then in addition to the fact that this ancient sword is a rare artifact, there is also the inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword Formation under this ancient sword.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of heat, the Immortal Sword Array could even kill immortals.

Although the Zhuxian Sword Array was fragmented, it had obtained the inheritance of this Zhuxian Sword Array. He can kill the true immortal on the heavens every day, how can it not be a peerless killing weapon.

The opportunity was just around the corner, Ding Xiaoyi looked at the ancient sword, and he strode forward. The turbulent aura that rolled like a huge wave soared, and the supreme power of the desolation was condensed around him.

The seeds of the laws of heaven and earth in his sea of life also stirred up the power of the laws. At this moment, a ray of light lingered around him like a fairy light.

He clenched his hands in the void, and the long sword suddenly came to his hand. The peerless sword and the ancient desolate sword met, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were blazing and his face was solemn, he held the long sword with both hands and slowly approached the ancient sword.

The ancient sword couldn't stop making a light humming sound, and the ancient desolate aura surged up, and the power of the desolation surged towards Ding Xiaoyi's body like a huge wave.

Ding Xiaoyi staggered, and the long sword in his hand stabbed towards the ancient sword. The long sword burst out with an ancient brilliance, and the long sword stabbed fiercely into the barren aura.

The ancient sword's body couldn't help but tremble, and the barren aura that surged out was even stronger, and the barren power was even more majestic.

Ding Xiaoyi's body swayed, and the long sword in his hand sank into the desolate power of the roaring waves like a three-year-old child raising his sword and stabbing flatly.

"......Boom", the desolate power hit Ding Xiaoyi's body like a note, making Ding Xiaoyi's body fly in embarrassment.

With a "bang", Ding Xiaoyi's body fell heavily, and after a burst of flying sand and rocks, Ding Xiaoyi stood up with grinning teeth.

The desolate power that surged out of the ancient sword was too majestic, and his spiritual sea was completely destroyed and he couldn't touch it. With a shake of his body, Ding Xiaoyi rushed into the barren force field of the ancient sword again, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at the ancient sword flatly, and another roar sounded.

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand didn't hold on for even half a quarter of an hour, and was smashed to the ground by the huge desolate power.

Ding Xiaoyi's anger flew up, the power of the desolation around him lingered, and the long sword in his hand was even more condensed with layers of law power, and he staggered towards the ancient sword.

"Roar ......", Ding Xiaoyi let out an angry roar from the bottom of his heart, and that roar turned into a volcano-like sound wave.

The power of desolation is getting stronger and stronger, Ding Xiaoyi seems to be suppressed by countless invisible mountains, and his figure is getting closer and closer to the ancient sword.

"Buzz ......", the light of the prison god stirred up, lingering towards the ancient sword. And the ancient sword let out bursts of clear groans, as if it felt the danger.

"Town", Ding Xiaoyi shouted, and the Xuantian Seal in his left hand turned into a streamer and smashed towards the ancient sword.

"Bell ......", the aftermath shook the heavens and the earth, and the Xuantian seal smashed on the ancient sword. The huge impact force directly smashed the ancient sword to the ground.

Ding Xiaoyi ordered the sea god to rise up, and the divine light poured towards the long sword in his hand.

"Buzz ......", the ancient sword trembled, and the barren aura gushed out like an overwhelming surge. Ding Xiaoyi instantly felt that the vitality in his body began to pass.

Then, the sea of his life was filled with dazzling light, and all kinds of laws of heaven and earth poured out, and the long sword roared up with the power of destroying the heavens and the earth.