The wind swept away the clouds, all of them dispersed, and between the sky, there were only thousands of sword qi, and the stars accompanied by the moon flew around a radiant blue light sword, which was the Demon Suppression Divine Sword!

The wind was fierce, and in a few moments, the power of the divine sword had become greater and greater, as bright as the bright sun, and in the dark, the wind was howling, as if someone was chanting a mysterious incantation, and the darkness echoed between heaven and earth.

I don't know when, Lin Chen's attention has already fallen to the edge of the sky, and he watched the thousands of sword qi change with the evolution of the Demon Suppression Divine Sword, his eyes flickered, as if he had entered a god.

The figure of Xiao Yao's predecessor beside him was already hazy and illusory, but at this moment, under the blue light covering the sky and the sun, he stood with his hands in his hands, fluttering in white, standing on the edge of the cliff, silently watching the clouds in front of him gather and scatter under the pressure of the sword, like a white lotus of the Tianshan Mountains that has seen the vicissitudes of the world independently, at this moment, his elegance, his calmness, as if even the howling night wind did not dare to be presumptuous, quietly passed through his sideburns, and even the brilliance of the cold moon was more willing to fall on him, quietly gathering next to his fleeting figure。

"I have been longitudinal and horizontal all my life, and I have been conceited all my life, I thought that what I have learned, there is no successor, after all, the sky will not live up to me, this ten thousand swords trick, in this world, perhaps only you can understand the same experience of ten thousand swords piercing the heart, I hope you don't let me down. ”

He smiled faintly, the figure slowly disappeared in place, and the next moment, the pupils in Lin Chen's eyes contracted violently, only to see that in the depths of the dazzling blue light on the horizon, there was a thunderous roar, and the sword qi in the sky was suddenly retracted like a long whale absorbing water, and a white-clothed shadow, like a god, only above the nine heavens and clouds, Huo Ran appeared, and the Demon Suppression Sword trembled instantly, as if he was looking forward to something.

But seeing him slowly stretch out his hand, between heaven and earth, the wind suddenly stopped, and there was silence.

At this moment, it seems to be eternal, and more than 600 years of time seem to have quietly passed in this silence.

The palm of the hand, which had stood through the years and weathered, once again came into contact with the hard and cold hilt.

Then, hold it tight!

In an instant, as time passed, the brilliance reappeared, and the blue light emanated from him, so brilliant that even his figure was submerged, and between the entire heaven and earth, it seemed that only the blazing and dazzling light remained, illuminating the entire firmament, and even the strange red unique to the sword mound finally lost its color, and was all dispelled.

Lin Chen stared at the person and sword on the edge of the sky, almost forgetting to breathe, at this moment, he really saw the true peerless elegance of Xiao Yao's predecessors who had once been the unbeatable Shushan Changmen, who had once looked down on the world, but now only had a wisp of remnant soul left!

In the vast sky, only to hear a passionate roar, rising up to the sky, the man's figure walked above the clouds, brilliant and human, the sword of the whole body was unified, and the whole body of the Tao was all released on the divine sword in his hand, and the practice of a lifetime was like a volcano that had been sleeping for countless years erupted, and it burst out.

That time that was once unruly and proud of the world!

The figure that made all the 100,000 mountains prostrate and countless demons flew to ashes!

Who still remembers now!

He laughed wildly, as if he had returned to his youth many years ago, and the Demon Suppression Sword danced in his hand, and from a distance, it looked like an ancient sword god.

The next moment, under his fingers, the divine sword came out of his hand, turned into a huge sword shadow, and rushed to the sky, thousands of sword qi gushed out again, roaring in all directions, seemingly slow, but in the sky and on the ground, it seems that there is nothing to stop, this momentum, it is really ten thousand swords killing immortals, killing gods when encountering gods, and killing immortals when encountering immortals!

Lin Chen had already seen it, and his entire mind seemed to be integrated into the sword intent of this heaven-shattering sword technique, and in a trance, it seemed that he had also incarnated into a sword qi among the thousands of sword lights, and with the sword without turning back, he rushed towards the unknown world.

Just when he was at a loss, the sky suddenly exploded endless thunder, such as the roar of heaven and earth, the thunder god was angry, resounding throughout the world, his incarnate sword intent, under the power of such heaven and earth, like a light boat floating in the stormy waves, nothing to rely on, alone, with the passage of time, the endless sword intent became heavier and more intense, and if the mountains will fall, his whole person will be pressed under the endless mountains, and there will never be a day to turn over.

This senior's sword intent was too complicated, too vast, and too fast, just by blending into a few breaths, Lin Chen's mind was almost broken, but the majestic meaning that came to the world like a brilliant heavenly power also shocked his heart!

This kind of incomparably vast sword intent has already equalized the autumn color of the True Yuan Avenue with Yan Jingchen's unparalleled Dust-shattering Sky Sword Intent!

Xiao Yao's predecessors are like this, and he is the Yan Jingchen who has been his true inheritance, and now that he is the successor of Yan Jingchen behind him, can he reach the height of the master's predecessors?

Lin Chen clenched his fists, his face suddenly showed an extremely resolute look, and his entire mind once again merged into the endless unruly sword intent.

The layers of pressure were surging down like a mountain and a sea, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and a flush suddenly appeared in his paleness, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, spilling on the gloom that he had already summoned to his hand.

Drops of blood melted silently, and the familiar cold breath echoed from the depths of his heart, intertwined with the warm current from his arms, slowly circulating on his body.

It's just that at this moment, Lin Chen is unaware of his physical condition and even everything in the outside world, he raised his sword and danced, as if he was fascinated, the faint purple light flowed, and above the ancient sword body, there was a faint black flame, unconsciously, between the pinching of his fingers, the Nine Mysterious Brakes Huo Ran rose bursts of black gas, and the next moment thousands of sword qi surged from it, but the difference with the Haoran sword qi formed by the Demon God Sword was that the sword qi that surged from Youhuang was actually full of fierce qi, as if it was a sword gang condensed by the anger of heaven and earth.

Just when he was almost exhausted, suddenly, the howling wind in the sky stopped, and the murderous intent in the sky suddenly disappeared, and in the distant sky, the figure of the mighty god suddenly began to shake.

Lin Chen suddenly came back to his senses, his face turned pale, his blood and qi surged, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, the true law instantly lost its suppression, and the countless sword qi full of ferocious intent around him all retracted into the body of the Youhuang sword, leaving a faint afterimage, silent and silent.

He gasped and looked up, but he was stunned.

In the middle of the sky like water, a shocking crack appeared in it, as if the sky of the sword mound had been shattered by some huge force.

Through that crack, the prosperous world, thousands of red dust, seems to be about to unfold one by one in front of you.

A long-lost warm sunlight shone in from there and fell on him, making the desolate night seem to be a little softer.

And that senior was stopping in mid-air, looking at himself gently, the Demon Suppression Sword hanging low in his hand, his figure was flickering and illusory, like the impermanence of floating clouds gathering in the sky, as if he would ride the wind in the next moment.

"Senior......" Lin Chen's eyes suddenly turned hot, and the two words had already blurted out.

The man in white smiled faintly, shook his head, and in Lin Chen's reluctant gaze, his figure slowly became hazy.

When he was about to turn into nothingness, he suddenly raised his head slightly, and his eyes looked deeply behind the cliff.

Somehow, there was a hint of softness in those eyes.

A soft footstep sounded suddenly.

One step, two steps, three steps......

It echoed on the edge of the silent ancient cliff, but it seemed to be so loud.

I don't know whose heart this gentle footstep is stepping on?

Ahri's soft figure gradually walked out of the darkness, and then stopped.

Her thin body trembled gently in the night wind, and she looked at the man in white who loomed in the void, with a faint flush on her face, and she bit her lip tightly.

"It's you...... What?"

The feminine woman said in a trembling voice.

She suddenly ran forward.

The moon shines on her figure, with a bleak tenderness.

Who knows the feelings that have wandered in the long river of time for thousands of years?

Her voice was crisp and frightened, and at this moment she was like a sad girl who had just entered the world, her eyes were red and sad, "Hey, you wait!"

The man in white stared at her deeply, and suddenly smiled at her slightly, faintly, as if a thousand words were in it, and then, the figure completely dissipated in the desolate world.

How many years, the sorrow of the world, suddenly in that glance and smile, passed leisurely, leaving no trace.

A bright and natural inner pill with a faint warmth slowly fell from the sky and floated to her hand.

Ahri stood on the edge of the cliff in a daze, quietly watching the figure that had long since dissipated.

A gust of night wind blew, the corners of her clothes fluttered gently, and the night quietly fell beside her, as if it was a little bleak.

I don't know when, this originally moonlit night sky was already a haze, and after a while, it actually rained down one after another, and the smoke and rain that had never been seen in the sword mound came one after another.

For a long time, for a long time......

Lin Chen kept looking at her silently, and didn't say anything after all.

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Thousands of years later, who still remembers that time?

The end of volume VI