The road to the fifth floor of the Sword Tower began to open slowly.

He still remembered the first, second, third, and even fourth layers of the Sword Tower, what he had encountered, and this fifth layer.

There was nothing, but it seemed like there was everything.

At the end of the fifth-layer sword tower, there was a bronze mirror, and inside the bronze mirror, there was a black vortex.

In Yang Feng's pupils, the whirlpool was reflected.

A magic force prompted Yang Feng to walk into the bronze mirror, and he inexplicably touched his hand to the whirlpool, and at this time, the whirlpool on the bronze mirror actually produced a suction.

First the arms, and finally the entire body, were absorbed by the vortex in the bronze mirror.

Yang Feng didn't know how long he had been asleep, and when he woke up, he found himself in the dark.

"Could it be that my current kendo cultivation needs to go through layers of tests? What does this black vortex of the fifth layer represent?"

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Yang Feng didn't know what he could do, but now he had only one urgent thought in his heart, and that was to ascend to the ninth layer.

Yang Feng's body moved, and at the moment of his physical activity, countless fragments of the future appeared in this dark world.

A sword he had never seen before, was born.

The sword is peerless and dazzling.

The Netherworld Cliff is unimaginably large.

He devoured the countless planets, and the trajectory of the trajectory shifted, and the creatures on the Netherworld Cliff were still fighting and dying.

Real internal and external troubles.

Many of Yang Feng's familiar figures appeared, Bing Yao, Xuanyuan Yang Evil, Fire Immortal, Qingluo, and Huangquan Immortal......

There are immortal descendants, the Taihuang clan, the Ice Clan, the Xuanyuan Clan, and the Qing Clan.

One looked very similar to his mentor, carved out of a mold.

Yang Feng was amazed at the heaven and earth, how could there be two people who were so similar.

"She...... Will it be a mentor?"

It is also a Tsing Yi, but the one pinned to the waist is no longer Qingfeng.

All people and things were drowned by an unprecedented war at a devastating speed.

Immortals, all struggling.

As for the ants below the level of immortals, they can't even struggle.

That's the reality.

"Is this the Age of the Immortalfall?"

The Battle of the Immortal Fall is recorded in history, that battle was very tragic, but no one has personally experienced it, and those who have really experienced the Battle of the Immortal Fall do not say a word about this battle.

Now in this dark night, it is like a fluorescent, emitting a ball of light that emits a faint light.

In these fluorescents, the stored images all took place in the Battle of the Immortal Fall.

Long before the Battle of the Immortal Fall, the Great Xia Star already existed, no one knows, how long the Great Xia Star existed, the Battle of the Immortal Fall, no one knows.

Immortal Descent, Taihuang Clan, Ice Clan, Xuanyuan Clan, Zerg Clan......

Countless racial battles come together.

Great Xia Xing, cracked.

The starry sky exploded and the sky overturned.

The world in the picture is a vast starry sky.

In this vast cosmic space, the Great Xia Star departed from its original orbit.

A planet, in the universe, is like a flat boat, your appearance will not bring more luster to the universe, and your disappearance will not dim the universe.

Immortals, blood!

Devil, cry!

In the picture, after a long period of evolution, the Great Xia Star broke away from its original orbit and disappeared into the vast star field.

exited the stage that belonged to it, no one knew when the Great Xia Star would return, knowing that on this planet, there were immortals and blood; There was a demon who wept.

Endless pictures flashed in front of Yang Feng's eyes, he witnessed the glory of the Great Xia Star, and also experienced the fall of the Great Xia Star himself.

Now the Great Xia Star and the Desolate Star are still grasshoppers on a rope, the Netherworld Cliff; Devouring two planets, it is constantly expanding.

And

There are faint signs of derailment.

"Is it over?"

Suddenly, a light appeared in front of Yang Feng's eyes, it was a sword light, Yang Feng had never seen such a dazzling sword light.

The sword slashed through the Netherworld, and it seemed like nothing had slashed.

Then the next tower, the cold and desolate ancient tower, appeared on the Great Xia Star, and its tower body resembled a sword.

Yang Feng touched the cold stone door.

The stone door of the sixth-story sword tower opened.

Until now, Yang Feng has not come back to his senses, all this is like a dream.

What he just saw was the past and the future of the Great Xia Star, or neither?

Yang Feng shook his head, he lived in the world, just be himself, as soon as he thought about it, he walked into the sixth-layer sword tower.

Entering the sixth-layer sword tower, Yang Feng was surprised to find that his body had become smaller.

No, it's back to when he was a kid.

Two figures, the man's white dress is better than the snow, and the woman's black dress outlines the perfect curve.

They were carrying a child in their arms.

"Daddy, Mother!"

Yang Feng, who was in swaddling clothes, wanted to scream, but was surprised to find that he couldn't speak at all.

But this pair of men and women, one is his father and the other is his mother, and the resonance between this blood cannot be wrong.

"Practice, is it really worth it for you to give up cultivation for the sake of your children?"

"Xiaoli is worth it for you and Feng'er!"

Yang Feng's mother had a happy smile on her face.

This kind of smile, many years later, Yang Feng has not really seen it on his mother's face.

Half a lifetime.

Where are his parents?

Why, I would rather bear everything alone than tell him anything, and even meeting him is a luxury.

What did Yang Feng embark on this path of cultivating immortals for?

In order to one day, he can lift the curse on his mother Yan Xiaoli, but half a life has passed, and he doesn't even know where his parents are.

"Father, mother, where are you? Do you know that Feng'er misses you?"

Yang Feng cried for the first time.

The baby in the swaddling clothes just pulled his voice desperately.

Back in time, Yang Feng took the perspective of a baby and went back to before his parents crossed the catastrophe.

Cataclysm.

It is the calamity of all sentient beings and the curse of heaven.

After the Jedi Tiantong, the immortals are separated forever.

Great Xia Xing, the land where all races are buried, seems to have been cursed.

The Heavenly Dao blocked all opportunities.

"Practice, I feel like we're running out of time."

"Xiaoli, we will all survive the Heavenly Tribulation safely, no one can take our lives, not even the Heavenly Dao."

A man and a woman, snuggled tightly together.

Tribulation?

"Do you go back in time? This sixth layer is the law of time, and it is also the law of time in Dacheng, otherwise it is impossible to go back in time, what is the body of this sword tower?"

Yang Feng muttered to himself.

He returned to the early days of his parents' catastrophe, but now he is still just a baby, and he can't do anything, so he can only watch the tragedy repeat itself.

Tragedy, what is tragedy?

Tragedy is the destruction of beautiful things for others to see.

"Ah! God, why are you torturing me like this?"

Rumble!

With Yang Feng's baby's cry, the catastrophe began.

Of course, it was not Yang Feng's catastrophe, but his parents' catastrophe.

"Xiaoli, don't be afraid to have me with you."

Yang Xiu's upright posture stood in front of Yan Xiaoli.

Heavenly Tribulation, also known as Immortal Tribulation.

This is a watershed between the immortal and the mortal.

If you can't survive the tribulation, you can't become an immortal, even if you have the ultimate perfect cultivation during the tribulation period, you are still just an "ant".

In the eyes of immortals, the Tribulation Period is actually not much different from "mortals", but they are just stronger ants.

Rumble!

Another catastrophe.

Heaven is angry.

The golden thunder fell with a dazzling golden light.

The earth was scorched, and above the sky, spatial cracks appeared.

It's like a "fairy eye" gazing at a mortal.

The Ninth Heavenly Tribulation was slashed.

Yang Feng didn't dare to look at his parents anymore.

Yang Feng in swaddling clothes, instinctively clenched his fists, he wanted to die in his heart, he couldn't bear to look at it, but in his swaddling clothes, he couldn't even commit suicide.

After a long time, the clouds dispersed.

The hideous crack in the heavenly dome closed.

There is still no life on the ground.

Snow fell in the sky.

Like snowflakes flying like catkins, dancing wildly in the air.

The devastated earth, the blood in the ice and snow, slowly coagulated, a pool of purple blood.

Two corpses, covered in snowflakes.

"Father, mother, get up!"

"Daddy, Mother!"

Bang!

Two corpses were struggling in the snow, the two of them were in disarray, their faces were old, and they were all wiped out if they failed in ancient times.

And now he actually saw his father and mother survive, but the price of survival is also huge.

Paying for the green years, the catastrophe took away their longevity.

Why?

Yang Feng roared hysterically in his heart, but his parents couldn't hear it, no one could see him, hear him, from beginning to end, he was just a witness.

Suddenly!

Suddenly!

The law of time brought Yang Feng back to the present, and the stone door of the seventh-layer sword tower opened.

"Is it trying to solve my doubts? But why is that?"

After Yang Feng left the sixth layer of the Sword Tower, he remembered that what he had experienced on the fifth and sixth layers just now was the problem he had been searching for.

And today, the Sword Tower revealed the answer for him. Look at the book

But he was not happy, but worried.

He saw the glorious past of the Great Xia Star, and also experienced the present of the Great Xia Star's downfall, and as for the last picture, it is unknown whether he saw the corner of the future of the Great Xia Star.

Seventh-story sword tower.

It's a road.

A road where there is no end in sight.

Yang Feng was even wondering how he got on this path.

Immortal Road, Demon Road, Demon Road; Or the six realms of reincarnation?

Every step is accompanied by the sound of the iron rope shaking.

No one knows what exactly is under the road.

Because I can't see the place under the road.

Yang Feng could only go on the road alone.

He went from youth to prime of life, from prime of life to old age, and finally like a candle in the wind, he still did not reach the end of the road.

Qi training period, foundation building period, Bigu period, Jindan period...... Tribulation Period.

But on this road, there is no end, there is no end, he is like a walking corpse, walking aimlessly on this "road of no return".

"Is this path the path of cultivation? Why is my cultivation realm changing? The current realm is a realm that I have never been exposed to before, this, this...... What the hell is going on? Is it true that there is no end to practice?"

There may be no end to cultivation, but there must be.

Life has both an end and an end.

And this path is not a symbol of cultivation, nor is it life.

Past, present, future.

Was there one in the past?

Some people may say that the past is when people are first born.

That is.

Yang Feng's mind

, constantly reminiscing, past, present, future.

Is the past really the future?

What about now?

Does the past have to be the present?

Is the future necessarily the end of the present?

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yang Feng's mind, as if he had caught something.

The fifth layer of this sword tower is for him to witness the past, present, and future of the Great Xia Star, and the sixth layer is to witness the past of his parents and answer his previous doubts.

And the seventh layer is to let him live his true self.

There is an end to practice, and there is an end.

The same is true of life.

But it's not always the case, some people don't know their past, so they don't, and some people end their lives, so they don't have a future.

And isn't it just the road under his feet, there is no past, no future, only the present?

A bright light appeared in Yang Feng's heart, and then the road under his feet also lit up.

The end of the road is the stone gate, which leads to the stone gate on the eighth floor of the sword tower.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The eighth floor of the Sword Tower.

There are nine stone pillars.

On each stone pillar, a chain is locked.

The carved stone pillars are not auspicious beasts, nor are they immortals for all spirits to worship, but swords.

On the nine stone pillars, swords are carved, that is, there are a total of nine swords.

Yang Fenggang stood in the center and looked around, when the swords carved on these stone pillars.

Not far from him, a stone monument was raised.

On the stele, there are engraved such big characters.

The sword has nine extremes, and there are also nine tribulations!

Nine represents the number of heaven and earth, so the extreme is also accompanied by calamity.

"Could it be that the swordsman wants me to take this Nine Extremes Sword? But what does the Nine Tribulations on this stele mean? One pole, one catastrophe."

Yang Feng couldn't figure out why the nine swords were carved on this stone pillar, and the swords on the stone pillar were bound with chains, and these swords were not real.

It turned out that the Nine Extremes Sword was the strongest sword between heaven and earth, and in the silent years, it also gave birth to the other half, the Nine Tribulation Sword.

Yang Feng carefully looked at the sword on the stone pillar. He found that there was not a single sword in it, which he had seen.

"Are these swords part of the sword that slashed through Great Xia?"

Yang Feng recalled that at the end of the fifth layer, the last picture he saw was a sword.

A sword that pierced the void and was so huge that it was outrageous.

A sword slashed open a planet.

Seeing such a sword, how could Yang Feng not be excited.

"Hahaha! I have been waiting for thousands of years, and at last someone has come, and he has made a contract with me to be my sword slave, and I will give you the highest glory!"

"Terran ants, do you crave power? Give me your blood."

"He's the first thing I fancied."

There was a magical voice coming from each stone pillar.

At this time, no matter how stupid Yang Feng was, he reacted, these swords were all real spirit swords.

Every sword opens up the mind.

And under the blockade of the chains, Yang Feng can still sense the strength of the other party.

These swords are inhabited by evil spirits, those sword spirits that devour people's essence and blood.