"Draw your sword, Alex, and cut off your doubts. ”

The purple-haired demon stared at him with a smile, but Alex was silent.

He looked up at the gray night sky overhead, the vast black ocean in the distance, the fine white bone dust under his feet, and ...... The invisible sword that stood silently on the beach. The black tide surged in, and the icy sea water slapped against the invisible sword body, but it was a silent dead silence.

The cold wind blew from far away, and the demon in front of him smiled and stretched out his right claw. On the demonic claws engraved with mysterious black runes, there was a hideous and evil feeling.

Then, Alex raised his hand, and the invisible sword aura swirled around him, but he ignored the demon's suggestion and instead sent an invitation to the other party to a duel.

"Please draw your sword, Qin Hao. ”

He raised his hand and gave a swordsman salute to the purple-haired demon in front of him. Even though he knew that the purple-haired demon in front of him was just an illusory spirit body in his mind, it had nothing to do with the real Qin Hao.

But in the face of that smiling gaze, he still sternly raised his right hand and issued an invitation to a duel, "Please draw your sword." ”

The purple-haired demon didn't show any surprise, he still smiled, as if he had anticipated Alex's choice. The hideous demon's claws flipped slightly, and a huge bone rune greatsword appeared in his hand.

The icy aura spread to all around. The moment the Wind Fantasy appeared, the purple-haired demon pulled up the strongest slash and slashed towards Alex.

Undead Ancient Sword, Wind Bells.

The sharp sword wind that rushed into the sky roared and turned into an invincible and terrifying cold, slashing the sky and drowning towards Alex. In an instant, the soft sand is separated by invisible pressure, revealing a straight line in the middle of the sand.

And the top of this is crawling forward, and finally comes to Alex's body.

Qiang――

Raise your right hand. The sword qi burst into pieces.

Alex's right hand swung and smashed the sword neatly, while his left hand slashed through the sky, and countless sword intent condensed in the void behind him. With a heavy wave of his left hand, these tides of swords, composed of the sword intent of the defeated, instantly flooded the entire sandy land, enveloping Qin Hao in it.

Completely different sword intent shoots in the void, either fanatical, or cold, or ruthless, or cold, or sharp, or dull, or wide open and close, or trickle...... Countless sword paths of different natures and styles emerged in the void. The world that flooded this side, even the air flowing in the void seemed to be filled with these sword intents.

Then, a dazzling light erupted from the center of the sword intent tide. The icy cold air spread out all around, spreading out of the land in its path, whether it was air or gravel...... Even the dancing sword intent in the air was completely condensed.

The Ancient Sword of the Undead, the twilight is blue.

It is different from the one-style kendo that Qin Hao used himself. This style of kendo was used in the hands of the spirit body that Alex had built in his mind, and it lacked a certain sharp taste, but instead pushed the power to the extreme.

But it wasn't really the Undead Ancient Sword after all, so the moment the icy blue light pierced through the darkness. Alex moved.

Poof――

Blood splatters.

The distance of space is shortened under his feet. When he crossed the confines of time and space, crossed the diffusion of blue light, and reappeared, he had already reached the other side of the beach dozens of meters away. Stand with the purple-haired demon with his back.

Both fell silent.

But the blood splattered down the purple-haired demon's chest, and the rune sword of the skeleton slipped weakly. It landed heavily on the soft sand. The purple-haired demon turned around and smiled at him amid the sound of blood in his veins spraying through the air.

"You didn't overcome me. ”

Of course, he didn't defeat him, whether it was Alex or the purple-haired demon, they all knew that what appeared at this time was just an illusory spiritual power, a fake body that relied on Alex's memory deduction and conjure, and it had nothing to do with Qin Hao himself.

But under the gray sky, Alex turned around, but he no longer hesitated, and directly pulled out the invisible sword beside him.

"But at least, I got the better of myself. ”

Cutting off the hesitation in his heart, killing the only remaining hesitation in the way of the sword, by this time, his way of the sword had tended to be complete. It may not be said that it is invincible, but he has the confidence that when he returns to the world again, his sword will climb to a higher level, and the gods and demons of the heavens will be shocked.

Stand to reason.

"Kenshin...... Bright!"

With a cold shout, the gray sky above Alex broke through in vain, and then a blinding golden light pierced the clouds and descended into the gray world. The world of monotonous colors began to glow with the color of life.

But what descended from behind the clouds was not something to be happy about.

The massive structure is like a merciless throne that crushes down to shatter the nascent world below. The huge pedestal, stretching endlessly, and Alex, who raised his head in the dazzling golden light, could only see the countless rugged boulders at the base level.

But his heart no longer hesitated. Holding the sword and enlightening the heart, all the dust and dirt have faded, and it is clear and unblemished, and it is about to bloom with the most dazzling light.

Eternal Silence!

The cold sword qi rushed into the sky, smashing the newly realized sword path after hesitation and going up against the sky, bursting out a ray of light in this illusory spiritual world. The moment the cold and dead silence, representing the eternal silence of the void and coldness, pierced into the bottom of the throne, the huge stone throne that covered the entire heavenly vault instantly shattered.

Countless pieces of rubble fell to the dust in the golden light, and then slowly disappeared.

Behind the shattered throne, a dazzling and warm golden light finally fully revealed before Alex's eyes. He subconsciously lowered the sword at his side, bathed in the warm golden light, raised his feet, and walked step by step towards the illusory world that was being built out of the golden light.

In it, he will complete the final step of the shattered throne, refining his body, mind, soul, spirit, and consciousness, so that he can truly step into the ranks of immortality. This process can go on for a long time, maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years.

But no matter how long it has passed, when he has completed a qiē, when he has awoken up again from the illusory world, the name of Alex will take place in the heavenly world.

He had no doubts.

............

..................

In the empty, uninhabited, desolate, and empty ancient city of the undead clan, Qin Hao sat silently on the edge of the highest building, looking at the empty city below, silent.

In the air, there was a strange point of light that radiated a faint glow like a firefly. These fireflies were scattered throughout the city, fluttering slowly and irregularly, and Qin Hao, who was standing in the middle, even had the illusion that he was standing in the middle of the galaxy.

The rune sword of the skeleton lay quietly beside him, and a cloud of emerald green energy was slowly repairing a crack in the blade. It was an ancient alchemical item called the Heart Tendon, and it was also the trigger of this chaos in a sense.

Although it is rumored that the heart tendon cannot be taken out of the world barrier, it cannot be taken to other worlds. But when it came to Qin Hao's level of strength, these predicaments for the Holy Domain and even ordinary demon gods were small troubles that could be easily solved in his eyes.

And in addition to the fantasy of the wind and the tendon, behind Qin Hao, there were two beautiful girls lying quietly.

Lucini Aisha and Isabella.

The two of them in a coma seemed to be affected by some kind of force, and Qin Hao couldn't wake them up lightly, so he could only wait for them to wake up by themselves. And this wait did not last long.

When Qin Hao's third hour back to the Void City was over, Lucini's eyelashes trembled and she woke up.

She covered her head in confusion, looked at the scene around her, and was a little confused, "Back?"

Then, her eyes fell on Qin Hao, who was facing away from her, and pouted, "Mr. Qin Hao, don't you explain and explain?

"I'm sorry, that wasn't my intention," Qin Hao's apology, from the bottom of his heart, "My will was blurred for a short period of time. By the time I came to my senses, you were knocked unconscious. ”

"Hmm, is that so?"

Lucini frowned, "Could it be that our power not only summoned your future power, but even summoned your future soul for a moment? But why did you stun us in the future?

"I'm sorry, I don't know about this," Qin Hao shook his head and said, "When I came to my senses, I had already torn the space and ran into the space-time turbulence outside. As for the Demon Emperor Samael, he has been left behind by me...... Obviously, the future has repelled Samael and managed to escape. ”

Lucini shook her head and vetoed Qin Hao's judgment, "Mr. Qin Hao, you don't seem to know much about this secret technique of our undead clan...... Indeed, it is possible that this secret technique will summon the opponent's soul consciousness when the power of the recipient's strongest period in the future comes, and there is a small probability of 1 in 10,000 that the opponent's soul consciousness will also be summoned. ”

"But that summoning is just an accidental product of an anomaly in time and space, and it can't last long...... It can only last less than a minute at most. Mr. Qin Hao, do you think you will be able to deal with Samael in a minute in the future?"

During Luciene's inquiry, Qin Hao shook his head helplessly, "Although I am very unwilling, Samael's strength is obvious to all. It's not that I don't have self-confidence, but I'm so strong that Samael is in that situation, I'm afraid that in the long river of history, there are not many strong people of the same level, and if I despise Samael, it is equivalent to despising all the heroes of the past. (To be continued......)