Just when Lin Feng's clone was in the ruins of the mountains and seas, leading his subordinates to look for opportunities, there was still a turbulent situation in the Demon Realm.

It must be known that when this catastrophe is about to come, those who obey the destiny of heaven are sad, and only by fighting with all their might, there will still be a glimmer of life.

For the monks of the fairy world, the arrival of extraterritorial demons in the demon world is considered a great enemy, and for the many demons in the demon world, they also have their enemies, that is, the various demon tribes, and the killing between them has never stopped in the long years.

In the distant Demon Realm, here is a dark starry sky, the moon and stars are scarce, and the moon glows with a faint purple light, as if it has been soaked in blood, it looks so poignant, the clouds gather in the sky, this vast Demon Sky has never become clear.

At this time, Lin Feng's demon clone was still at the bottom of that remote dungeon, concentrating on cultivating the inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Sword.

The so-called Heavenly Demon Sword is a peerless sword path created by the predecessors of the fairy world who were once locked in this dungeon. He once relied on the Heavenly Demon Sword Dao to kill a bloody path and slaughter countless demons, but he refused to leave.

Maybe he would have accepted it when he saw it at that time, and that Heavenly Sword Venerable could still save his life, but his hatred for demons was too deep, and he had to kill more demons, destroy too many demon sect forces and more dungeons. As a result, it attracted more powerful demon leaders, as well as masters who had been hiding and cultivating for many years, even though the Heavenly Sword Venerable was extremely powerful, but he also died in this constant fierce battle.

Its bones have long since decayed, buried at the bottom of this dungeon, in an inaccessible place. In fact, the monks who were brought here were dying monks, and the demon guards said that such monks were thrown in this cave. Let it fend for itself.

In this way, the bottom of the dungeon is nothing more than a large tomb, and the monks have no hope here. There was no immortal aura around, and there was only a strong demonic aura and death aura all around it. Some monks committed suicide out of despair, while others refused to give up and planned to live a little longer. He refined the surrounding death qi and demonic qi, and began to cultivate demonic skills.

Not to mention that their self-created demonic skills have great flaws, more importantly, the monks' physique and meridians are very different from those of demons. After all, the death was even more miserable.

Later, when the monks came here, they saw the handwriting and last words engraved on the ground and stone walls by the senior monks, and they understood these things.

In despair, the monks didn't care so much, they just planned to do something meaningful in this last time, so they built the cemetery of the Heavenly Sword Venerable.

Over the years, countless monks have worshiped here. But I didn't get any realization, in fact. The desperate monks no longer cared about the so-called perception, let alone the improvement of their strength, but just planned to be in the corner, recalling the beautiful scenes when they were still in the fairy world.

Lin Feng meditated cross-legged in front of the huge cemetery, and the surrounding monks had long since avoided it, because they found that Lin Feng's body was surrounded by quite sharp sword qi. If you get too close, you will be killed by these sword qi.

Even if it was a monk with a mortal heart, he didn't dare to come over, because from this sword aura, there was a chilling momentum.

"Why is it that only I can perceive the sword path inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Venerable. This can't be a chess game set up by the ancient powers, right? I don't want to be a pawn of others, at the mercy of others, it's really a pretty bad and helpless situation. Lin Feng's heart sank.

However, Lin Feng felt that the monks here had completely lost any meaning of living, and even the Heavenly Sword Venerable or other ancient powerhouses had no reason to treat them as pawns.

This question made Lin Feng feel quite puzzled, and suddenly today, a majestic and vicissitudes of life voice sounded in Lin Feng's mind, but when he heard him, he said: "Junior monk swordsman, although I don't know your specific origin, I can sense that your attainments in kendo have reached an extremely high level. ”

"May I ask who the senior is?" Lin Feng said with his divine sense.

"I am the former Heavenly Sword Venerable, and there is only a wisp of remnant soul left. I understand that you are just a doppelganger here, but you can completely inherit my kendo, and even improve and carry it forward. The vicissitudes of life voice said slowly.

There was a deep loneliness and sadness in his tone, and he had indeed spent hundreds of thousands of years in a hopeless situation.

Lin Feng was silent for a while, and said, "But back then, with your cultivation in your heyday, you still couldn't escape with the Heavenly Sword Dao, and the strength of my clone is not high, even if you get the Heavenly Sword Inheritance, it will only be a repeat of the mistakes of the past!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are not as keen on slaughtering demons as I am, you will directly kill a bloody path and leave, remember that this is not a battlefield where you can play, and when you return to the fairy world, you will stand with many allies, and you will be the real mainstay at that time. Heavenly Sword Venerable said earnestly.

Lin Feng didn't doubt it anymore, because Lin Feng could clearly feel that the Heavenly Sword Venerable was like a kind elder, and in Lin Feng's intuition, the Heavenly Sword Venerable had no malicious intentions, and it didn't look like he was using him.

As a result, Lin Feng became more and more serious about understanding the way of the Heavenly Sword, which is somewhat similar to "Qingfeng Sword Cutting Luo Tian", focusing on the perception of sword intent, and the tricks can be arbitrary, and even create new tricks, or use other swordsmanship to perform.

After comprehending it for a few days, Lin Feng refined the surrounding demonic qi, after all, the Heavenly Sword Dao was based on demonic qi, and it required a large amount of demonic qi. Fortunately, Lin Feng's clone was originally a clone condensed with the essence of tempered demonic qi, which means that Lin Feng's doppelganger's physique is quite close to that of demons, and he will not be counterattacked by demonic qi because of his cultivation of demonic dao.

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement!" This sentence sounded in the void, this is the most critical mental method of the way of the Heavenly Sword, and you must have a firm belief and never give up.

Numerous demon sword phantoms condensed in the void around Lin Feng, and the many demon bones that had originally accumulated in this large cave turned into powder, and then merged into the magic sword.

A month later, those magic sword phantoms fused with many bones, producing tens of thousands of white bone swords.

And the way of the Heavenly Sword contains complex sword formations, that is to say, Lin Feng can control many white bone swords, exert the sword formation, and its power can also increase with Lin Feng's cultivation. As for refining more powerful white bone swords in the future, then the power of the sword array will also increase. (To be continued.) )