Black and white.

At sixteen o'clock in the Shen hour, Lin Heng and the others arrived at the black and white gully.

The sky on the black and white gully is very dark, and the dark clouds seem to be pressed down, black and pressing. There are also deafening thunders and blinding lightning from time to time, giving people a feeling of terror.

An unfathomable ravine appeared in front of Lin Heng's eyes, the ravine was like a grand canyon, its length was immeasurable, as if it ran through the entire dragon realm, as if bordering the sky.

The width is thousands of zhang away, and the black and white gullies are at the junction of the black and white tribes, and from a distance, you can see a black tree towering into the sky and some scattered villages.

Lin Heng's feet were covered with snow.

Opposite the ravine was a scorched earth, as if it had been scorched black by some kind of burning fire.

No wonder this place is called the Black and White Gully.

A huge giant sword also came into view.

"Whose sword is this, it's so big!"

Lin Heng looked at the giant sword and was taken aback in his heart.

He was shocked by the giant sword in front of him, and he was stunned for a moment, and then he swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, and suddenly became dumbfounded, and stayed there as if he had been immobilized.

The giant sword was really three thousand two hundred zhang, and its surface was completely rusty, but the fierce sword aura emanating from its body continued to grow.

Standing in front of the snow, Lin Heng could feel an eerie chill coming to his face, thinking that this snow-covered snow field should be what it did.

There was a flicker of fire on the back of the sword, and I guess the scorched earth was also its fault.

The ravine was very dark, only the faint light of the fire flickered, adding a bit of mystery. Only half of the greatsword was exposed, and the other half was deep into the ravine.

Lin Heng stood on the snowfield, looking intently at the ravine, he could always hear the sound of water droplets, crisp and loud, as if he was singing a song that was melodious.

Suddenly, some kind of gas floated out of the ravine, and a milky white mist overflowed from the ravine, slowly spreading up the snowy field, scattering into a soft thin sand. Fluttering and shrouding the entire black and white gully. There seemed to be only white fog, wet fog, and cool fog all around.

"How long has this giant sword existed?" Lin Heng pondered quietly, his brows furrowed, his face solemn, and he said suddenly.

The Great Clan Witch was respectful on the side and replied, "Lord God, this sword has existed for about five million years. ”

Hearing this, Lin Heng muttered to himself: "The sword of five million years ago? That is the sword of the early primeval period, who will drop it?"

Lin Heng looked at the people behind him and said, "This god lord needs to be enlightened here, and idle people can't come close to me." ”

"Yes, Lord God. ”

Alan Aju waited beside Lin Heng, while the others retreated to Baizhang to wait.

Lin Heng sat cross-legged and set his eyes on the giant sword.

The sword intent emanating from the giant sword was cold and hot, which was similar to Lin Heng's combination of rigidity and softness.

He calmed down, breathed into the dantian, breathed in the spiritual breath, and a strong and soft aura slowly appeared around his body, which was his sword intent.

Lin Heng began to observe the giant sword, trying to resonate with the giant sword with sword intent.

Soon, he felt the sword intent of the giant sword, it was the two heavens of ice and fire, and the two incompatible thoughts actually fused together, how did this happen?!

Lin Heng was secretly surprised in his heart.

At that moment, he stared at the giant sword, revealing a look that he couldn't grasp the essentials. His body felt like he had been pricked by a sharp needle, and his whole body was a little numb.

When Lin Heng and the giant sword achieved a deep resonance, his heart could no longer calm down. In an instant, his mouth was as big as the mouth of a box, his whole body was tense like a stone, and his heart was sinking as if it were filled with cold lead.

His face was also pale from the spasms of his heart, and it seemed that his heart had stopped for a moment. Listen to the school bag

In the sword intent contained in the giant sword, Lin Heng actually felt a power comparable to that of Lin Yi's Sword Immortal inheritance in the Martyr's Palace, and this power was more than Lin Yi's sword path power.

And Lin Yi's sword path power is Jian Jiu, which is the top sword intent, and it is the proof of Feng Immortal.

Then the owner of this giant sword, is his sword intent stronger than Jian Jiu?!

So who could he be? He was even stronger than Lin Yi, a peerless sword immortal of 300,000 years.

Five million years ago, why did the giant sword fall from the sky?

Lin Heng swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, and his spirit was in a state of half-dementia and half-dementia. He sat in a daze, his heart tumbling up and down, and his organs seemed to have moved his position. It's just amazing.

The sword intent on the giant sword was undoubtedly a huge wealth for Lin Heng.

If he can understand it, he can make Lin Heng go further in the future kendo path.

Lin Heng's heart suddenly tightened, his breathing suddenly became short, and the look on his face was both nervous and excited. His mood was excited, his throat and eyes were hot, and he suppressed his emotions.

Lin Hengping calmed down and exhaled deeply, buffering the nervous and excited emotions in his heart.

The sword intent contained in the giant sword is like red dust, and he needs to savor it slowly before he can fully comprehend this sword intent.

The strange thing is that this sword intent does not exclude Lin Heng, and it seems to be deliberately making him feel, as if he is throwing himself into his arms, which makes him surprised.

Lin Heng's condition was getting better and better, his whole breath was stable, and he sat quietly in front of the giant sword.

...

Two days later.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, black and white.

"Lord Divine has been meditating in the black and white gully for nearly two days, and there has been no movement, will there be a problem?"

A trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the great clan witch, and she glanced in the direction of Lin Heng from a distance, her heart hung up, she was really afraid that something would happen to Lin Heng. Her heart also jumped suddenly, like a deer crashing, and a handful of sweat broke out in her palms.

Seeing that she couldn't calm down, her two thick eyebrows jumped up and down, and the old woman on the side said calmly.

"Don't worry about the big clan witches, the Lord God should have some understanding. ”

The old woman sat cross-legged on the snow, closing her eyes and recuperating, calm and relaxed, not worried about Lin Heng's condition at all.

Seeing that she was at ease, the big clan witch simply sat down.

The Great Clan Wu said: "Do you think this giant sword will come from the God Realm?"

Hearing this, the old woman looked at the big clan witch with a strange gaze, and then calmly replied: "It's possible." ”

At this time, the Great Clan Witch suddenly looked at the old woman with a suspicious gaze and asked, "I've always been curious, which number one person are you? Daoyou, your cultivation is the Great Spirit Realm, and you can be regarded as one of the best masters in the Dragon Realm, after all, only me and the patriarch in Bailong Prefecture can stand side by side with you." ”

The old woman smiled kindly and said softly: "The old man is just an unknown person, picking up leaves every day and living a leisurely life. ”

When the big clan witch heard this, he was skeptical.

Suddenly, there was a shaking in all directions, as if there had been an earthquake.

The old woman and the Great Clan Witch, as well as the dozens of Third Realm masters behind them, suddenly became vigilant.

At this time, Situ Yan suddenly said, "The giant sword is shining!"

...

To be continued