"High Priestess, are you saying that this child resonates with Broken Moon?" In the darkness, with the jade-colored glow of a long sword in the center of the room, it was vaguely clear that it was a middle-aged man with gray temples who spoke.

Where is it? By the way, the light of that sword finally overwhelmed him, so, this is the inheritance space of this "Broken Moon"? Or is it just a fragment of memory left by its former owner? Hey, hey, how can you not control your body? Am I in a baby's body? What's going on? Why is it that the mind is starting to get out of control? Tsk, Broken Moon or its former owner wants me to go through his upbringing again? That's it, if you can't resist, just accept it, this is a big opportunity. As long as you learn a little something, you can pay off, ah no, you won't lose money!

After a brief moment of panic, Ember quickly guessed the current situation. And because of the big difference in strength from the previous owner of Broken Moon, Ember Bing couldn't take the initiative to quit, so he could only give up other ideas and take the initiative to cooperate. Resistance was abandoned.

The baby's eyes quickly returned to their purity.

In the dark room, everything continues.

The man looked at the rickety old man in front of him, his face covered with wind and dust was full of excitement. As a result, the hands holding the baby were shaking uncontrollably.

"Yes, but it is. In this little guy, we see hope for the future. With the wind, your family has a genius! Three hundred years later, someone can finally communicate with one of the most powerful starry sky artifacts before the cataclysm. No matter what his talent was in cultivation, tomorrow's Blood Sacrifice and the inheritance of the Broken Moon Sword would be enough to push him to the altar. As he spoke, a frenzy flashed in his cloudy eyes under the old man's cloak.

After a while, the old man evened out the disordered aura on his body and continued: "This child's growth needs to be taken care of, you and your wife should discuss it, and leave one person in the city to take care of him." Tomorrow's blood sacrifice can not be attended. “

The man was stunned for a moment, but immediately shook his head.

"No need."

"It's not an old man to let you stay alone, I'm favoritism. Aren't you afraid that this child will be bullied in the city? The old man was a little anxious.

"The child stayed with the high priest, and Ruoshui and I were very relieved. I believe that here he will be best nurtured and grow up safely. ”

Thinking of his wife waiting at home, the man's face overflowed with a happy smile. In the dark ages, he can still have a home, he can marry such a good wife, and he has a genius son, and God treats him well. "It's not that we're husband and wife, it's just that," the man paused.

"After all these years, we can't keep each other. It's better to be two people together than to stay here alone, and you can be companions when the time comes. Save yourself from loneliness. ”

After that, he put the baby in his hand on the stone table beside him, looked at his sleeping son reluctantly, and finally took a deep breath, turned around and wanted to leave, but when he reached the door, he turned around, bowed deeply to the high priest, and said: "High priest, the child will ask you to raise him up, if he asks about his parents, please tell him that his parents died for the continuation of the race." His father has no skills, but he can only rely on others to protect him in the face of the disaster. The happiest thing in this life is to meet his mother, the best person in the world, and then have the loveliest son in the world. Let him take care of himself, and then cultivate well, and don't be like his father. “

At this point, the man couldn't stop crying. How sad is it for the living to be dead? He took a few more deep breaths, calmed his mood, and said the words in his heart: "Tell him that Mom and Dad love him."

After saying that, the man did not stay any longer, and after saluting, he retired.

That one word is worth a thousand words.

Seeing the man leave, the old man could no longer suppress his emotions, and his thin body trembled uncontrollably.

As if sensing the man's departure, the sleeping little guy opened his loose eyes. Looking around, but finding no sign of his father, the little one began to cry.

Looking at the crying baby, the old man was obviously at a loss. He muttered to himself: "At the beginning of the catastrophe, in order to resist the light spread like a plague, a few of us used forbidden magic to transform into the body of a lich, and only then did we create a black canopy that occasionally made a method, protecting the last pure land of all races. It wasn't until these three cities and nearly a hundred villages were established that I rescued you from the ice and put you in the village as a child.

"In order for you to live a peaceful life, I also specially sealed your talent so that you can escape the responsibility of going out to fight. But who would have thought that in the end, it was because of this restraint that you were willing to die with your wife. Alas.

"Watching my children go to death, but being a father doesn't stop me, I shouldn't be worthy of the word father, right?

"The old don't die, the old don't die, the old don't die is a thief. I'm not young anymore. As he spoke, an old tear slipped from under his cloak and smashed to the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.

With another long sigh, the old man raised his hand to touch the baby, or his grandson's delicate face, but looking at his withered bark-like palms and inch-long bird's black nails, he still put down his hand, turned around and went out to prepare for tomorrow's Hundred Village Blood Festival. Since I can't change my son's mind. Then do more for your grandson.

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on an altar with mysterious grooves, or swimming in the water; or bite a radish in your mouth and chew it happily; or look around curiously; Or sleep as quietly as yesterday's baby...... Thirty-six of the most gifted babies from all the surviving races were waiting for the grand ceremony to come.

At this time, the three cities were overcrowded.

In order to deal with those infected beasts outside the canopy, except for a few priests who can absorb the dark aura and inject energy into the black canopy without sleep, almost all the old people in the twilight will voluntarily participate in the annual blood sacrifice, integrating their entire bodies, cultivation, and even souls into the canopy, repairing all the damage in the canopy for a year and making up for the lack of energy. What is more important is to alleviate the tension of land and resources, so that the younger generations can continue to speak better.

Although it is cruel, in the midst of troubled times, this is the only option without any leeway.

That's what people are. At the beginning of the troubled times, people's hearts were flustered, and any dirty and dirty things were constantly happening, just because the day was not safe, they were unscrupulous, and the shackles of the past etiquette, morality, and rules were all broken.

And once they have a new stable life, a family, and a concern, people will pay for this constraint.

The human heart is really a very strange thing.

And one year, an old man who participated in the blood festival stripped his talent into a piece of blood with a family secret method and gave it to the children of the village as a gift, his descendants dedicated the brilliant secret method to the priests, and made the secret method public, at the cost of a priest teaching his family a hundred years.

In the following hundred years, the talents of the remaining creatures in the canopy became more and more terrifying, and even the terrifying phenomenon of national cultivation appeared.

But this time was different.

The infected in the outside world have evolved an existence comparable to that of a strong person in the law, and there is more than one. It is difficult for the canopy to shelter such a large area. Only by narrowing the scope of the canopy can the creatures inside continue to live. If it is strong, the serious injuries of the priests will be small, the sky will be broken, and the last fire will be extinguished.

Under the trade-off, the priests could only make the act of sacrificing a hundred villages and retaining the three cities to abandon the chariots and protect the commander. In order to prevent the civilians in the village from fighting back, the high priest even allowed each family to have one place to enter the city, regardless of the city's capacity. As long as there is a chance to live, people will not fight desperately.

As for whether to leave the opportunity to children or the elderly, or to kill each other, then they don't have the heart to care.

There is no doubt that families with children mostly give their children the opportunity. And the families who caused the death of the people have been secretly cleared by the priests who have suspended the charging of the canopy. Several priests did not hesitate in the slightest when it came to doing these not-so-clean things. They are all from the beginning of the disaster to the present. It was not easy to establish a new order, and they did not want to feel the darkness of the human heart again. Sacrificing millions of living beings sounds really cruel. But as the master, the high priest must first ensure the survival of the race. Compassion is not in charge of the army, but in this world, the merciful person cannot become the superior person either. There are some things that the superior must bear.

This is no longer the sorrow of a single person or a family – it is the sorrow of an entire age.

Finally, the blood sacrifice began. In addition to the three cities, black rain fell over the villages.

Anyone who touches these rains, no matter how strong or weak they are, as long as they touch these rains, they will melt silently. Regardless of whether the cultivation is strong or weak. The energy of the whole body floated into the black sky, leaving only a few drops of essence blood flying towards the altar.

In a certain village, a husband and wife hugged each other, smiling faces. They are very satisfied in this life, but they are a little relieved that their son who is less than a year old.

On the road to town, some people are running wildly.

Hurry, hurry, and you'll be safe at the gates. But as the black rain fell, they all eventually turned into a few drops of blood.

In the shop, a beggar smashed the glass booth with a stone, and now people are taking care of themselves, and no one cares what he does. He quickly changed into a beautiful dress that he couldn't afford to wear in his entire life, and then grabbed all the items within his arm's reach, and suddenly, the black rain ignored the building and fell, and the beggar turned into nothingness.

On the street, the big man threw a young girl to the ground and tore her clothes with his hands, his eyes full of madness and lewdness.

The girl tried to resist, but the difference in strength was too great, and she couldn't move for a while, and her upper clothes had been torn off, revealing the white and tender skin underneath. The girl resisted desperately, but if she didn't make a difference, she was about to be succeeded by a strong man.

But the black rain was in the sky, and the man's body slowly melted, and his hideous face was full of unwillingness.

The girl sobbed lowly. After the big man disappeared, black rain fell on her naked body. Since then, the world has lost the soul of a flowering season,

Happiness, peace, contentment, fear, greed, lust, anger, unwillingness...... Under the catastrophic black rain, each individual is like an actor, performing the last movement on this stage. All the seven emotions and six desires, all the actions and actions are so real, so real that after everything happens, it is as if it never existed.

......

Over time, the huge grooves in the altar were gradually filled with blood. Bright red or crimson, the blood slowly poured out towards the thirty-six breaths of life in the center of the altar as if it were spiritual.

Under the control of the priests, the blood was divided into thirty-six equal parts and infused with the children in the altar.

The first person to come into contact with the blood was a small white eel in a tank. The little white eel rolled in pain, and at the same time, its white body gradually grew blood-colored diamond-shaped scales, its body became slender, the two horns on its head poked out, and the five melons under its abdomen appeared.

And a little rabbit with a glittering light all over her body, after absorbing enough blood, actually transformed into a little girl about four or five years old in the light, the girl has a pair of pink watery eyes, and her long hair falls to the ground, and she looks very cute.

Just as the blood was about to touch the sleeping child in the center of the altar, the high priest in the audience moved and appeared in front of the baby, blocking the blood in the groove.

The priests lamented in their hearts, for they had known the origin last night, and their eyes were full of grief.

The High Priest waved. The suction force around his body increased dramatically, and the blood of the others was ripped out, and the blood was injected, and the old and withered body of the high priest began to become fuller, and his appearance became younger.

And the young high priest had a seven-point resemblance to the man named Suifeng.

At a certain moment, when the high priest's appearance was restored to about twenty years old, the original good aura suddenly sublimated, and the first witch god after the catastrophe was born.

It was not until all the blood in front of the baby was absorbed that the high priest pressed the suction force down all over his body. I saw him raise his hand and grab it in front of him, and a jade-colored long sword flew out of a stone house and landed in his hand. The high priest squatted down, touched his grandson's face with his white and slender palm, and then the long sword slashed his grandson's left index finger, squeezing out a drop of blood. After the sword had absorbed the blood and completed the confession ceremony, he straightened up and sent the sword into his chest with all his strength under the horrified gazes of the crowd.

"Damn, how did you find me?" A dark shadow appeared behind the High Priest, but it still couldn't break away from the blade.

"As soon as the cataclysm happened, a few of us found the secret method of the wizard and discovered the refining method of the Black Sky Curtain, don't you think all this is too coincidental? And I now have the power to rival the Dharma Realm. In your words, I'm also a demigod now. The High Priest smiled contemptuously, his tone full of contempt.

"Bastard, bastard! A hundred years of plotting, and in the end it was all destroyed in your hands. You wait, you wait! When the king comes, you will be exterminated. The shadow shouted.

"Then you don't have to bother. Who knows what will happen in the future? But today, I'm going to give my grandson a big gift. After saying that, the long sword that pierced the two of them stirred up flames, and the white jade flames hit the soul directly.

How could the dark shadow, as a soul body, withstand such an attack? One of the agents of the dignified Black God Sect died so aggrieved in the end.

The High Priest, who was also at the end of the Qiangnu, took a deep breath, mobilized the last of his life force, and purified the origin obtained by refining the blood essence just now, along with the origin of himself and the black shadow, eliminated the attributes, and then injected the long sword into the general brain.

After doing this, the high priest who had been holding on to it finally dissipated, and the soul fire in his eyes was extinguished, leaving only a demigod-level powerful body.

He has confessed that this body will be refined into a puppet in the future and continue to protect his grandson. As for the rest, don't worry about him, a dead old man. has his own Broken Moon Sword, using those origin powers to give his grandson a tendon and marrow to improve his talent. And with the refinement of him and this artifact, this promotion will have no side effects. It's just a pity that he can't see the day when his grandson will end the troubled times.

The screen turns again.

The young man holding a white jade-colored sword in the gladiatorial arena looked at the group of peers in front of him, his teeth clenched, and his expression was solemn.

The red-haired teenagers on the other side were clearly the leaders of the group. He was holding a long knife, with a white blade and a blood-red tip on the tip that clearly did not belong to it.

The red-haired boy gritted his teeth: he couldn't forget the disdainful look in this bastard when he defeated him half a month ago.

If it weren't for the high priest who sucked away nearly thirty percent of the essence blood that belonged to him back then, he would have been able to refine a piece of true dragon scales after turning into a dragon. That would make him a few points more talented.

He thought again of the pain caused by his previous failure to rush through the level.

All of this is caused by this guy in front of him!

So, there is this multi-fight challenge carefully designed by the red-haired teenager.

The red-haired boy pointed forward and squeezed out a word from his mouth: "Up."

But the young man with the long sword was calm and calm. He didn't even forget to tell the little girl next to him to hide behind him.

The pink girl beside the young man with the long sword was about to refuse, but she saw the solemnity in the young man's eyes. I had to answer, 'Yes, young master.' ”

The young man gritted his teeth: "How many times have you said it, don't call me young master." ”

The girl just pouted, who to scare? What she decided wasn't something that could be easily changed. Even if they are no longer the sword servants of Broken Moon, he is also the young master she recognizes.

Seeing that the opponent didn't take himself and others to heart at all, a touch of coldness flashed in the red-haired boy's eyes. Immediately, the ball of his foot kicked the ground fiercely, and his body shot out, and the knife in his hand slashed at the opponent.

The young man, who wanted to dodge sideways, remembered that there was someone next to him, so he had to give up such thoughts. At that moment, the true spirit surged, injected into the long sword, and then fought fiercely with the red-haired boy with the body of the dragon in the eyes of everyone.

The swords intersected, and the boy was shocked by the huge recoil force and took a few steps back, but the red-haired boy who was still on the spot had many blood-colored scales on his skin, and every time he appeared, he would be blown away by the residual qi in his body.

In this way, it was not until the red-haired boy was covered in blood that his sharp energy was dissolved.

"You've advanced to the Qi Transformation Realm!" The red-haired boy screamed.

Hearing his words, the group of people who were still rushing forward behind him slowly stopped. They want to beat people, but they don't want to be beaten.

The sword-wielding young man sneered: "I just broke the third level a few days ago. But although the level is quite different, you can try to use the crowd tactic to kill me. I can't kill you seventeen or eighteen, at most half of you. ”

The boy said the most ferocious words in an extremely flat tone, with a playful face.

The girl on the side caught a glimpse of the young man's sword in his hand covered with sweat.

The faces of a group of people suddenly became cloudy and uncertain. Indeed, the boy was right. Before the Qi Transformation Realm, that is, before the Five Realms, the difference in the cultivation of the Famous Realm was not too big. Although the boy fell two steps from them, a dozen or so people were indeed enough to seriously injure him.

It's just that how many people will be seriously injured by teenagers in that direction is unknown. It's just one thing for sure: with the strength of the teenager, he can definitely replace more than half of them.

After a stalemate for nearly half a minute, seeing that the other side still didn't move, the young man sneered: "A bunch of garbage, I can't catch you a chance." Hey, girl, let's go. ”

After greeting the girl, the boy put away his sword and turned to leave.

Hey, it's coming, it's coming. Wait for me. The girl obediently followed. She took the initiative to hold the young man's hand, and was surprised to find that the young man's palm was cold, and when she looked at herself, the placket on his back was actually wet with sweat.

On the other side, a group of people gritted their teeth, but no one dared to make a move. I had to watch the two of them walk out of the gladiatorial arena talking and laughing.

The screen turns again. The young man, who was already a young man, walked out of the canopy to find the lost sword spirit of the Broken Moon Sword. This time, he was the only one traveling. After all, not everyone has an artifact protector.

The youth was a little tired. Everything outside is polluted. Mountains, rivers, plants and trees all exude a bright light of conversation and are full of aggression. If you're not careful, you'll be assimilated into monsters that have lost their minds.

Young people don't like that kind of world.

On the way, the young man found an unpolluted pure land. There was a small grass hut with a huge peach tree, and a small field of crops with wheat and some greens. There was also a girl who looked as big as him.

"You live here by yourself?"

"That's right."

"Won't you be alone by yourself?"

"I've been here for a long time, I'm used to it."

Suddenly, the young man flashed blue with the long sword behind his back.

Broken Moon has reacted! Youth rejoices. I'm not far from that gem.

"I have some things to go." The young man was not good at dealing with others since he was a child, and he held back for a long time, only saying such a blunt goodbye.

"Ah, that's right. Then when you're done, can you come and talk to me again? It's been a long time since anyone has spoken to me. ”

For some reason, both youth and girls want to be close to each other from the bottom of their hearts. And this is a bit abnormal for the two people who met for the first time, especially in this chaotic world. But neither of them wondered why.

"Okay, I'll definitely come back." Almost blurted out, the young man replied. As soon as the words came out, I regretted it a little. can survive alone in this kind of place, the girl in front of her is obviously not an ordinary person, how can she agree so quickly? What if she had a plan?

But he felt that she could be trusted.

Receiving an affirmative reply, the girl smiled sweetly.

After a short stay, the young man left this pure land and began to search everywhere.

The girl slowly lifted the long hair that covered her right eye.

The girl's right eye is bright gold, noble and emotionless. Suddenly, she covered her head and her whole body began to tremble violently. After just a few breaths, the pain disappeared. The girl sat on the ground leaning against the wooden door, gasping for breath and sweating profusely.

Every once in a while, she would experience severe pain in her right eye, sometimes causing her to lose consciousness briefly.

One day, when the young man awoke, he found himself lying on a bed covered with animal skins.

He searched around for nearly half a month, but when he found nothing, he came across a tainted brute. Minimum level 8.

He remembers that at the end he was hit hard and fell unconscious. And then how did you get here again?

He wanted to get out of bed, but as soon as he moved, he pulled the deep wound that was visible to the bone, and he let out a muffled grunt in pain.

Hearing the noise, the girl who was leaning on the bed under the bed woke up.

"You're awake! I'm afraid you won't survive this injury. ”

"How did I end up here?" The young man's tone was cold.

"Of course I brought you back. Ever since I was a child, those monsters ran away when they saw me, and although it was strange, it saved me several times.

"And now it saved your life, isn't it amazing?" The girl is happy.

"Hey, don't move. With such a serious injury and still moving, you don't want to die!" Seeing that the young man wanted to get up, the girl hurriedly said.

Hearing this, the young man had to lie down again.

As a result, there is one more person in this small piece of pure land.

During the day the girl went to take care of the crops, catch fish, boil medicine for the youth, and then watch him drink it with a frown. Every time, that expression can make the girl "giggle" and laugh for a long time.

In the evening, after dinner, the girl did some needlework with silk thread made of wild silk by the light of an oil lamp made of animal fat. During this period, he did not forget to pester the young man and asked him to talk about some things in the settlement.

Inheriting such a big favor from others, young people are not easy to refuse, so they talk about their life in the town in every detail.

When it was late at night, the girl blew out the lamp and fell asleep on the bed, while the young man stared at the eaves until he heard the other breath in the room become even, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind.

This lasted for a month.

When the injury was better, the young man got out of bed and helped to do what he could. It's just that the girl is always ashamed of being stare at because she can't do well.

But after that, it is always the girl who can't help but laugh first, and then teach the youth the right thing to do.

At that time, when the peach blossoms were blooming, the two sat under the peach tree, and the girl no longer did needlework. The two looked at each other and laughed, but they didn't move the petals on their bodies.

The young man thought that such a night was beautiful.

Finally, the young man's wounds were healed. It's time to say goodbye.

The young man said to the girl, and told her to go with him.

Surprise flashed in the girl's eyes, but then there was boundless loneliness. She hesitated for a moment, but gently lifted the strand of hair that had been covering her right eye.

The young man saw the same eyes as those of the eternal fall of the outside world—cold, noble, and emotionless. The young man finally understood why the girl always brought back something pure from the outside—wouldn't it be pure when she absorbed the energy.

Looking at the struggle in the young man's eyes, the girl laughed at herself, and the mist in her eyes began to fill.

The young man turned and walked out, and the girl's tears fell down like beads with broken threads, but she stubbornly refused to make a sound.

Walking to the border of the area, the youth stopped. "When I'm done paying what I owe them, I'll be back."

At one word, the girl burst into tears and laughed. "I'll wait for you, no matter how long."

I don't know how many times the screen has changed.

"Why? You tell me why?!" The man's roaring tone was mixed with heartbreak despair. At this time, a girl with all her green hair turned into blonde hair had a long sword stuck in her chest.

The disguise was removed, and the girl's left eye returned to its original color, and emotions gushed out from her eyes. "Nothing why. If I don't kill that Blood Jiao, how can you attack me?" The girl whispered, without the slightest pain in her words. She stared at the man's face for a moment, as if to imprint his face into her soul.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about. Why not hide! Why don't you hide! You can easily dodge it. It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this! The man asked in a low voice. He didn't try to pull out the sword.

His broken moon is immensely lethal to the invulnerable. With it piercing through the chest, there is no chance of survival below the demigods. Drawing a sword now will only make the girl die faster.

Looking at the man in pain in front of her, the girl's eyes instantly turned red. She regretted it, really.

She shouldn't have infiltrated the mutants and tried to help the man directly kill the source of the cataclysm. While he didn't know why this energy didn't make him like those monsters, he only knew how to kill and assimilate, and obeyed the Lord of the Cataclysm, but the constant absorption of this energy did make her more and more susceptible to losing control. How good would it be if she remained in that little hut, waiting for him to come to her by chance, and wait for him to complete his mission, and then the two of them would go into seclusion?

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

So she chose to arrange everything for him before he got out of control.

Including killing the dragon that will surely become his henchman in the future, including helping him find what he has been looking for, and .......

The girl's whole body was surging with energy, and a golden light shot out of her right eye. With all his strength, the surrounding space under the pressure of the golden light emitted a fine cracking sound.

The golden thread came to the man, and the man did not hide, but closed his eyes. After a breath, death did not come. The man opened his eyes in confusion, only to find that the more than twenty ninth-level aliens following behind the girl had fallen to the ground, and their vitality was passing quickly.

"Hehe, were you scared?" The girl's face was as pale as paper, but she still forced a smile and asked the man.

Seeing that the man did not answer, the girl said, "I'm leaving." I'll give you one more gift. It's what you've been looking for. ”

Hearing this, the man panicked. "I don't want it, I don't want it! Tell me, how can I save you? Will this sword work? Let it confess you as Lord. Yes, yes, I will lift the confession. "The voice was surprisingly hoarse, with extreme fear.

The girl smiled. She's happy, really happy, happy. She met someone who was willing to give up a weapon that surpassed the artifact and could become the strongest weapon for her sake. It's just that she is even more reluctant.

"Okay, don't be stupid. Which artifact have you ever seen that recognizes the spirit of the machine?" Speaking of life, the girl's figure has begun to blur, and a diamond-shaped crystal looms at the center of her eyebrows.

"But there's a way to save me." The girl thought about it for a moment and said. It's just a legend, but it's a reminder for him. Otherwise, with his stubborn and stubborn nature, he will definitely come to accompany him after killing the Lord of Calamity.

"What is it?" As if the person who fell into the water caught driftwood, the man hurriedly asked.

"The realm above the realm of the Dharma phase." The girl's figure grew weaker and weaker, and her voice became quieter. "The Lord of Cataclysm has said that once there is an orthodox Dharma Realm, it must be killed at any cost. It must not be allowed to break through. Only the strength that can make it so fearful can separate my remaining soul from the broken moon and resurrect it. ”

"I've had a very happy time during this time, thank you." The girl murmured, and her figure was completely shattered and dissipated. A little aura melted into the man's body, but a royal blue spar flew up to the sword, rendering the entire sword the same color as the gemstone.

Since then, the people of Yuecheng have one more powerful hero in their hearts who have retreated from the enemy while talking and laughing, and there is one more little guy worth cultivating in the eyes of the priests. Although they also recognized it this way before. And in the eyes of a certain pink-eyed little girl, there is one more sad person in Yuecheng who likes to plant peach trees, live in thatched huts, and don't want to die when he cultivates.

The picture has shifted to a level far beyond the reach of the embers.

Looking at the three aliens in front of him with six wings and a glint of sanity in their eyes, their eyes were a little more desolate. The man stroked the gem on the hilt of the longsword, his eyes apologetic.

This time, he may be about to miss the appointment.

Just as the huge blue-purple figure wearing a golden crown in a dragon robe behind the man was ignited, the entire space began to tremble. A consciousness that had been dormant in this world for a long time began to sleep.

"This is, the fire of nirvana?" Ember Bing, who had just regained a little consciousness, recognized the blue-purple flames surrounding her at a glance, not only because it was exactly the same as the mysterious majesty of the yellow flame in her father's ember bracelet, but also because of a strange sense of familiarity that seemed to be one.

Feeling the suction of the long sword on his sword intent, the man smiled slightly, and the true yuan quickly ran through one remote meridian after another, and finally poured into the long sword together with the energy brought by the magic phase behind the burning body.

Ember Bing only felt that the man's sword seemed to be enough to cut through the sun and the stars.

It's like, a sword is out of heaven and earth, and I am my own master. But those who refuse to accept it will be beheaded.

This feeling is very similar to the feeling his father gave him, but it is not exactly the same. If Ember Qianzhen gave him the feeling of majesty and arrogance, then this sword gave him the feeling of self-confidence, responsibility, commitment, pride, and the right thing to be a superior person should be. After that, there is the loneliness of being the only one in heaven and earth.

Because of the excessive overload, even Ember Bing, who was attached to the man's body, felt the pain of the meridians being cut by the sword qi.

But the pain does make people remember. Coupled with the first-person experience, Ember Bing's understanding of swords has made a qualitative leap in a short period of time. Although there is still a big gap from the necessary meaning of the Star Instrument powerhouse, it is much stronger than the cultivation of the Star Yuan Realm.

In addition, the previous kendo talent was completely returned by the mysterious spirit brand, and now there are two sword intents, one like the fate of fate, and the other like the co-lord of heaven and earth, the mysterious sword intent that is noble and domineering but does not know the name is constantly circling in Ran Bing's mind, lingering. As long as Ember Ice can penetrate the two one day, he will be able to ascend to the sky in one step and go straight to the star plane. If you don't miss something that isn't your own after all, it's hard to say if you can fully understand it.

That sword made the space unbearable anymore, shattered like a mirror. And the dream that was supposed to last was shattered......