Xu Liguo, dumb, eyeballs, turning ...... Cautiously said, "That......... Master, Ancient Sword Intent, what is it?"

Zhou Yi smiled slightly, and said, "You can feel it!" As he spoke, he grabbed it with his right hand, and Xu Liguo was immediately grabbed by his void, and a fine light shot out of Zhou Yi's eyes, and instantly fell into Xu Liguo.

Xu Liguo's body trembled, his eyes showed confusion, he clearly felt that at this moment, there were countless mixed information, directly poured into his body from nothingness, he even had a feeling that the Yuan Infant had left his body when he didn't become a demon back then, and when he was still a Yuan Infant Monk.

Gradually, he was lost in it.

Zhou Yi let go, and the glint in his eyes dissipated. His demeanor was a little tired, and giving his inheritance to others so directly was a kind of spiritual harm to him, but he didn't care about this, Wang Lin could save himself without fear of danger. Then you can also do it without caring about the difficulty of inheritance, and become Wang Lin's sword spirit.

"Wang Lin, you are born to be rebellious at this moment. You have to control it in the future, but don't take it too seriously, when I pass it on to him. He has already left a hint of the imprint, and if he betrays you in the future, the inheritance will backfire!"

Wang Lin looked at Zhou Yi, the tiredness on the other party's face made Wang Lin sigh deeply, he clenched his fists, and said softly: "Senior, thank you!" Zhou Yi's way of acting was decisive and firm, and he insisted on giving that Sun Tai to Wang Lin as a servant back then, which can be seen from this.

Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "As long as Ting'er can wake up, this inheritance, I want it useless Wang Lin, I only ask you for one thing, help me find Ting'er's father!"

Wang Lin sank for a long time and nodded.

Zhou Yi showed a smile on his face, grabbed it with his right hand, and the immortal sword that Xu Liguo had sent before immediately flew into Zhou Yi's hand, he took this friend, took a deep breath, and slapped it suddenly!

Under this beat, this fairy sword immediately burst out violently, and a strange aura emanated from the sword, dissipating in the surroundings Zhou Yi's face was extremely pale, and his body gradually became illusory, and he recovered after half a ring.

"Senior Zhou Yi, you" Wang Lin said in a lost voice, he didn't expect that this Zhou Yi would be like this!

"From now on, there are only three Rain Immortal Swords!As for this sword, it belongs to you, whether it is the sword spirit before or the rain sword spirit after me, you no longer have the right to control this sword!"

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he threw the fairy sword towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin caught it, and his eyes showed gratitude. Zhou Yi's behavior can be said to be a great gift! There are four Rain Immortal Swords, even if they are snatched away, as long as Zhou Yi is there, then this sword, anyone who snatches it will only control it temporarily, once they meet Zhou Yi, they will immediately turn against it!

Even if Zhou Yi is gone, then if one day, the white-clothed female corpse wakes up, Si Xiang can create the sword spirit of the Rain Immortal Sword again, continue to accept the inheritance of the so-called ancient sword intent, and still be able to control the four Rain Immortal Swords!

It can be said that these four rain fairy swords. Life after life, under countless reincarnations, all belong to the sword spirit and belong to the female corpse in white!

But at this moment, everything has changed, and that shot is that Zhou Yi, as a sword spirit, as the inheritor of ancient sword intent, has scattered the imprint of countless reincarnations on the immortal sword.

As a sword spirit of this generation, he was like the emperor among mortals, and he directly divided a share of the territory under his command and gave it to Wang Lin permanently.

From now on, even if the white-clothed female corpse wakes up, even if a new rain sword spirit appears, it will not be able to control this fairy sword, because this is this generation of sword spirit Zhou Yi, comparable to the holy decree of a mortal emperor!

In addition, Zhou Yi took Xu Liguo to comprehend the inheritance of ancient sword intent, which was equivalent to opening a door for Xu Liguo, a door to the Supreme Sword Spirit!

With the cooperation of the two gifts, it is equivalent to giving Wang Lin a chance!

A machine that can be like a female corpse in white, with a fairy sword that cannot be wiped out even by countless reincarnations!

From then on, this fairy sword only belonged to Wang Lin alone, even if it was Xu Liguo, it was just this fairy sword, the first generation of sword spirits!

This opportunity, in the immortal world, can only be possessed if you have reached the level of the immortal monarch!

Zhou Yi sighed lightly, his body turned into nothingness, and he merged into the fairy sword.

"At the bottom of this abyss, I can feel the breath of the Earth Generation's Rain Sword Spirit, this is my third gift to you, let's go!" The fairy sword that Zhou Yi fused, in a flash, went straight to the abyss.

Wang Lin put Xu Liguo, who was in the midst of a confused inheritance, into the immortal sword, chased after Zhou Yi, and flew straight to the bottom of the abyss.

...... The breath of the previous generation of rain sword spirits?Could it be that the huge wealth is not successful!" Wang Lin's heart moved.

Zhou Yi was in front, all the way with sword energy. Everywhere he passed, all obstacles retreated, and he came directly to the bottom of the tidal abyss, where there was a huge corridor, and in the middle was a pitch-black pit, deep inside, even if it was a divine consciousness. Nor can it penetrate to see the bottom.

A faint suction, coming out of the huge pit, although it is very light, but it exists all the time.

Stepping on the path bordering the stone wall at the edge of the pit, the fine grains of earth were pulled by the suction force of the pit and fell into the pit.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, he looked at the deep pit, and with his mind, he almost immediately guessed that the tide in the East China was caused by the explosion of this seemingly boundless and huge deep pit.

In Wang Lin's mind, he seemed to see the picture of this pit exploding once every 5,000 years, and every time it exploded, there would be unimaginable suction, along a strange channel, this suction force was displayed in the starry sky outside, thus pulling countless things alive.

The strangeness of creation made Wang Lin at this moment. I felt my own insignificance, what kind of supernatural power can resist the suction force that occurs once in 5,000 years, and what kind of supernatural power can achieve such magnificence.

"Even if it's Tianyunzi, I can't do it, I don't know if he who has stepped into the third step of cultivation in Tianyunzi's mouth can do it" Wang Lin exhaled deeply, looked at the deep pit, and sank.

What does this pit lead to? Wang Lin didn't know, and he couldn't guess, he only knew that if he fell in, if he wanted to come out, it would be impossible at all!

"This pit is very strange, you don't have to look at it for a long time!" Zhou Yi's voice came from the fairy sword in front of him.

Wang Lin withdrew his gaze, but at the moment when his gaze was withdrawn, suddenly he vaguely heard a faint voice in his ears.

"Go down," the voice did not come from the pit, but ...... Wang Lin's storage bag is not Yao Xixue!

This chapter is not a new pit, but a deeper dig of the previous pit.