During the ancient wasteland period, the world was barren and scarce.

Beyond heaven and earth, there was a boundless, dark and extremely chaotic depth.

It wasn't black anymore, it was an indescribable color. You can't see your fingers, and you can't see the light when you light the fire. Entering it is like sealing the six senses. And in the depths of the wonton, the place that encloses the six senses of people, you can clearly feel that there is a glimmer of light!

The strange light seemed extremely white in the darkness, and then changed into black in an instant, alternating between bottomless black and scorching white.

The black near the light is a black dotted with points of light in the depths, a black as mysterious as the light.

If you are lucky enough to walk through this light and not die, you will see a mirror image of you.

In the middle of a lonely, barren land, there stands a high mountain with a circle of 100 zhang and a crystal clear circle.

No, it was no longer high, it rose from the ground, split the clouds, passed through the air currents, crossed the chaos, and rushed straight to the high blue sky that looked down on the earth.

It is only a hundred zhang from the sky, and it is not an unattainable number, but it stops here.

Why is this? Mountains are not high, but there are fairies and spirits, and water is not deep, but dragons are spirits.

Is there a fairy on this mountain? Go up to the top of the mountain and have a look!

Around the peak, a chaotic air flow guards the peak, and the top of the mountain is even more terrifying: the colorful colors reflect each other and shine. From time to time, they mix together and turn into a terrifying black.

Beneath the air currents at the top of the mountain, a land of ordinary people. In the middle of the pinnacle of land, there was an inconspicuous, even tattered sword.

But how could an inconspicuous and tattered sword be inserted into this great and fantastical mountaintop? What is its origin? No one knows this question at any time.

At this moment, this sword suddenly bloomed incomparably, brilliant with a hint of sadness and relief. The sword, which had not moved for a long time, trembled, and was slowly detaching itself from the ground inch by inch. Above it, the streamers burst one after another, and the colorful colors were chaotic, as if they were afraid and amazed at the birth of this sword.

The moment the sword left the ground, the light suddenly surged, and then instantly retracted, turning into an indestructible beam of sword light, surrounding the sword. The sword shattered into ashes and was quickly reforged. At the moment when this sword was reborn, the surrounding swords dimmed a little, this was the mirror image of the emperor in the sword series when he was born! Yes, this is himself: the three-foot green blade shines with a shining silver-white light, the tip of the sword is piercing, the blade is floating like a snowflake, the sword guard is carved with a green dragon, the hilt is engraved with Xuanwu, there is a white tiger on the sword body, and the white tiger claws at the blade stabbed people. This sword is all in one, sometimes round and without edge, sometimes sharp and pressing.

The golden blood stains in the nine blood grooves on the sword have not dried, and the eighteen tattooed ones that look like humans and beasts are writing his glorious history, and the hilt of the sword is blue, the blue is deep, and the blue is gorgeous. There is a faint cyan line in the center of the sword body, which adds a mysterious dare to the sword. This is a divine sword, and the place in the sword is engraved with two ancient inscriptions that are crooked and indecipherable: Breaking the Heavens.

That's right, it's a sword with an evil and glorious history. Seeing him, one is reminded of the legends of ancient legends. Breaking the sky has a spirit, growing all the way, but he found that the fate of all things is controlled by the sky, unwilling to fight with the sky in anger, exhausted his energy, and died with the sky, tearing a piece of the sky!

An indescribable glow leaned on all sides, and seven sacred rings roamed around the sword. The sword turned ninety degrees and pointed to the sky, just as the inscription on the sword was: Breaking the sky.

'Show up!' Stop hiding, sinister heaven!' the heaven-breaking rumbling sound made the soul tremble.

Hearing this, the sky darkened in the blink of an eye, and the originally blue sky turned gray-black, and a huge face appeared in the dark sky: the face was as pale as paper, without a trace of daring color, and the eyes were like a whirlpool, attracting people's souls, and the huge mouth was wide open, devouring people's bodies.

This is the legendary heaven! Heaven rises, and all things surrender. Do the words of legend work for this legendary Heavenbreaker?

'After 10,000 epochs, you finally dare to show up. But can you still match me now?? But the twitching of the corners of his eyes and the trembling of the corners of his mouth can see his fluctuating heart.

"You've been talking so much nonsense, and you're going to have a showdown!" There was a loud noise from the sword, like a Sanskrit sound outside the sky, like a giant roar of gods and demons, and there was a faint kindness of an old immortal. But although this voice has so many elements, it is perfectly fused, and it can't help but show that this heaven-breaking horror!

'Hmph!, little guy, don't think about yourself' Tian's face was still indifferent, but the violent fluctuations in his eyes showed the inexplicable emotions in his heart: was it fear, disdain, surprise or surprise?

'You watch' the heaven-shattering roar that shook the heavens, and made the earth crack and turn into nothingness.

'I want to break the sky!' There was a loud noise in the air that did not coincide, and the sword soared into the sky, and the seven rings of light were victorious. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, seven colors flashed alternately on the sword. The seven-colored divine light in the air swayed from side to side, struggling violently, and finally stabilized, trembling and rushing towards the sword.

'Look how much energy you have left in 10,000 epochs!'

The sword body of the sword trembled, and seven small swords were conjured, forming the shape of the Big Dipper, flashing with colorful light: "I can't help myself!" The colorful divine light that rushed in met with an irresistible powerful force, and they were shattered like shredded paper, and as if they were sucked away by a dust washer, they were attached to the sword, making the seven small swords that were conjured up more real, turning into a sword, and slashing towards the sky!

The sword was condensed by seven small swords and seven colorful divine lights, and it flickered and changed eight times in every minute, every second, and every moment, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and white, more rapid and more violent.