Under the dark and scattered sunset cliff.

The dust is boiling.

The blade walked through this overwhelming dust corridor with a sword.

The roaring "wind" rushed towards him from all directions, trying to tear him apart.

Just like the poor people who have been lucky enough to break up the ground for millions of years.

Most of the time, it just shatters, shatters, and then shatters the entities falling from above.

It is air-drying, solidifying, and crushing, and it becomes this dust that moves due to the "wind".

The dust under the sunset cliff will only stop when it rains heavily.

After solidification, it will be crushed by the ever-ending wind and continue to fly.

However, the "wind" that has never been in trouble can't get close to the blade at the moment!

An invisible layer of force blocks them from the edge of the blade.

Just a sword intent, but the blade is disdainful.

When he didn't?

On the contrary, the depth and breadth of the sword intent he not only had, but also realized, were far from comparing the residual wind sword intent.

That is another evolution of the sword intent of killing - the sword intent of destroying.

The blade abandons it, not because it is not strong enough.

After all, the sword intent of destroying is the second most powerful sword intent known to the human race.

There is only one reason for giving up.

In a tragic battle, he killed all his enemies.

At the moment of dying, he finally showed the horror he had never noticed.

The Sword of Destruction actually invaded and eroded his soul silently!!!

When the sword intent that I realized was devouring myself, it was when the blade had a new "inspiration".

That is a sign that the sword intent will undergo a qualitative change.

A breakthrough is imminent.

As long as the blade goes with the flow, the sword intent will evolve into the Void sword intent!

That is the strongest sword intent of the human race.

Once you have it, cooperate with the Immortal Soul.

The Blade will even have the ability to fight against the peerless powerful people in the immortal realm!

The blade in the coma realizes the power it can bring after its evolution, but also deduces the consequences.

It is not life, it does not carry subjective will, it is thought.

The right to choose or not is in the hands of the blade.

If so, the blade will be eaten by the sword intent of nothingness, and the body and mind will return to nothingness.

He will be alive, strong, and his disadvantage is that he will no longer be human.

If a strong man in the immortal realm does not come out, he will not be afraid of anyone anymore!

Just one step away, just a small step, and the sword intent will be completely evolved.

Mo Nian, who was hiding it, refused to burn the immortal soul, noticed something strange.

At the most critical moment, he slapped the blade hard.

"Are you crazy?" Mo Nian stared at the blade coldly.

"A ruthless stinky man, I'm seriously injured in the patient now, and I don't know how to pity others."

"This injury will not kill anyone, answer my question."

...

“I’ve never been so awake.”

"If you let it break through, you will no longer be you."

"I will still be me, but I am not the me now. Besides, aren't we always changing? We slowly change with our original appearance rather than being slow, so slow that we are accustomed to it?"

"And what I chose this time was just one step."

“…”

"It makes sense, but I don't agree."

"If you dare to use it again, I will devour you first."

"Wow~ I'm so heartless, but I'm willing to sacrifice myself for you! Swallow me soon~"

"Give you a breath to get your dirty hands away."

"I won't! I won't! If you have the ability, then your broken knife will look at me!"

"You really look at it!"

Recalling some not-too-distant past events, the blade walking through the huge waves couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Ah! The air is filled with the smell of time!

That is the residue left by the disappearance of life.

In front, in a huge pit with a diameter of less than one kilometer.

The sword intent of the wind is like substance. Fill it with it.

Unlike the scattered wind sword intent that came crazily towards the blade, the nearly physical sword intent actually separated to both sides like a tide as the blade arrived!

"So considerate~" Blade sighed as he looked at the road just opened in front of him.

This road is dangerous.

The Wind Sword Intent, which is more than ten meters high on both sides, can easily crush powerful people of Xiaoyu'er's level!

And the end of this road is a sword, a rusty ancient sword.

Its configuration is very similar to that of the blade, and both are pure killing structures that perfectly match human body mechanics.

But compared with the dazzling blade, it looks more lonely and vicissitudes.

However, it was the slightest sword intent that radiated from such a sword that made the sunset cliff.

The blade looked at the sword from afar, and his eyes were filled with surprise.

Are you lazy to erase the law?

Otherwise it won't make sense!

He drew a mere primary formation in Luobo City, but he yelled at the law of erasure to kill him.

But the formation contained in this sword is more than billions of times stronger than the merely unfinished primary formation?!

This is unfair!

"You're here?"

A vicissitudes of life sounded in the Blade's mind.

The blade was not surprised.

The magic sword has spirits, so it is not uncommon for this sword in front of me that seems to be thrown on the roadside and no one picks up the spirit and transmits voice.

"I'm here." The blade stood with a sword lightly, but it was not close to the sword outside the sky.

"Why don't you come?"

"Why should I go over?" The blade's thought moved slightly, and the wind sword intent that was slightly dissipated towards him was swallowed by a thread of extinction of sword intent.

"It's reasonable." The vicissitudes of voice sighed a little.

"What's wrong with the human race?" After a moment of silence, the vicissitudes of life sounded in the mind of Blade again.

Blade smiled: "Your predecessor, don't you know your divine thoughts by scanning the Douluo Continent at will? The two empires and the Martial Soul Hall are in a three-legged tripod, and your life is not bad."

"Young man, you know I'm not talking about this barbaric land."

"Hey? I can't understand what senior said. What a barbarian land? This is Douluo Continent!"

"Young man, don't have to do this, the breath on your body does not belong here."

"And the traces on you are telling you were a strong man, and a top-level strong man at the sky level."

"Oh! Well, I'm showing up, I'm really not an indigenous here."

"But you, you don't have eyes, but your eyes are still good! You can see this!"

"Your youth also makes me wonder if I'm dizzy, but if it's Wuqi's body, then it will be clear."

"The old man is very knowledgeable."

"Haha, I have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and I still have some knowledge."

"However, after entering this place, you can decisively erase all the abnormalities that the law of erasure does not allow exists to save your surname. It is really amazing, and it is extraordinary!"

The old voice sighed a little.

"Hey, there is no way. You always know the effect of Wugui's Taoist body. If a monk removes his cultivation, it will be difficult for him to recover from the future. However, Wugui's Taoist body is different. If you wipe it, you will wipe it. At most, it will take some time."

Erased? Why don’t I remember erasing my cultivation level too much?.?

Could it be...

Mo Nian, who is deep in the soul space, only feels that something is not good.

"I don't care! I don't care! You compensate me for my cultivation!"

He had a headache when he thought of Blade Feng holding him and crying bitterly.

Or, just slash him with a knife!

"The heaven is really unfair." Cang sighed.

"Thank you, Master Cangtian!" Dao Feng thanked God piously.

"What's wrong with the human race?" After nonsense, the old voice raised the question that Blade had not answered again, with a hint of horror in his voice, as if he was afraid of hearing the expected answer in his heart...

Blade spread his hands helplessly: "It's the same as before, but I'm still trapped in the sky, and I'm struggling to resist the starry sky races."

"That's how..." Cang Lao's voice seemed to breathe a long sigh.

The big stone that had been pressing in my heart for more than 100,000 years finally fell.

"Why are you here again, young man?"

"My? Then the situation will be complicated, it's better not to say it!"

The blade waved his hand and revealed this topic.

Before the ancient sword could speak, the blade opened its mouth.

"Why did your comrades lead you into this place?"

"Young man, you are not kind anymore. You hide it yourself but plan to dig out news from me."

"Hey~ What senior said is too hurtful to my heart. If you don't want to say that I can force you, can't you? If you want to, I want to listen to your old man chatting and talk about whether you are willing to do so."

"It's a thick-skinned boy. I'll say that my little thoughts are me." Cang's voice laughed and scolded.

He was willing to talk to this young man about Chen Cang Languzi's past.

"Oh, senior, just talk about it. Just teach us some life knowledge to our juniors and avoid detours in the future."

"Haha, I'd better see such a righteous boy, and I'd better tell me what happened back then."

"That was probably more than 100,000 years ago."

The blade came to the mottled ancient sword and sat down and listened carefully.

He is not worried about it attacking himself now, because its existence does not express mercy to eradicate the law.

It is in a state of fake death, and all its abilities have been adjusted to the limit that the law of erasure can tolerate.

Moreover, the formations in his body are already in a semi-dispersed state, somewhat similar to the blade's cultivation being erased.

He has the ability to kill the current blade, but he cannot do it, because once he takes action, the law of erasure that has wandered in the void will erase it.

"That year, angels, demons, gods, elves, elemental races, beasts, spirits and other powerful starry sky tribes joined forces to launch a full-scale attack on the cracks in the sky."

"That battle was... very tragic."

"There are forty-five powerful people in the Great Live Mirror and thousands of powerful people in the Sky."

"And even if our human race awakens the sleeping strong men, we launch the [Human race war order] to force all monks above the cross-star level to participate in the battle."

"There are only twenty powerful people in the Longevity Mirror, and the Sky Curtain Mirror is only one-third of the tribes."

"The gap in strength can be imagined."

"The Fortress of the Sky is shaking, and in the battlefield ahead, the Sky is at the same time fighting with the monks of the Eternal Mirror in the stars. In the starry sky, let alone the cross-star monks or the star-destroying monks, even the self-destruction of the powerful people of the Sky is also heard from time to time."

"These are all good. With the 'mind explosion', almost no monk was killed by the enemy, and even dragged the enemy to death."

"The most deadly thing is the battlefield of the Eternal Mirror, where any extra Eternal Mirror monk is fatal."

"A strong man from the Eternal Mirror of a certain angel clan took advantage of the fact that the Eternal Mirror of the Human Clan was dragged down and forced open the Sky Fortress and put dozens of Sky Realm angels into the Human Clan star field."

"You should understand what this means, so my rage was transferred from the front line with more than thirty other people to hunt down the angel clan who crossed the defense line."

"Puo Nu and I fought to kill four angels. Fortunately, Tianmu had a suppressive effect on their cultivation. Otherwise, the injured Puo Nu and I would not even be able to deal with any of them. Don't talk about killing."

"But when chasing the fifth angel, I accidentally entered this place..."

"In order to kill that angel, he did not make the right choice in time. In the end, he was completely swallowed by the law of erasure when he killed that angel of the sky. However, he saved me at the last moment."

“…”

"So it's with this."

"If I learn that the human race has not been destroyed, I think it would be very happy." Gu Jianling was a little sad.

"Yeah." Blade listened.

"How did the human race win in that battle?" After a moment of silence, the Gu Jianling spoke again.

The blade knows this history.

Blade Feng sat cross-legged beside Gu Jian and smiled faintly: "In that battle, the sky fortress was broken, and more than half of the human strong men who were defending the death to the death were killed in battle. The death toll was calculated in units of billions, and even the strong men of the Changsheng Mirror died in battle seven."

"If the human race is not destroyed, it will prove that we will win in the end." No matter how tragic it is, it is as expected by the sword spirit. He personally participated in the battlefield of hundreds of heavenly level battles. The galaxy collapsed, the corpse and the starry sky were corpses, and the comrades were floating in the void.

But as long as you finally defend the cracks in the sky, all sacrifices will be worth it!

"The defeat of the human race has made the starry sky tribes advance. Of course, the human race does not have the ability to fight head-on with them, so it is understandable that they want to defeat the remaining power of the human race in one fell swoop."

"But they underestimated the human race's strong immortal mirror and the sky-level strong men. How could they expect that at the last moment, there were ten immortal mirror monks and more than five hundred heaven-level monks who set up the [Void Destruction Array] at the cost of life and souls."

"The invading army of the starry sky tribes turned into starry sky dust, and this battle ended successfully with the human race."

"I see!"

"I don't know the name of my senior yet." Daofeng smiled and bowed to the mottled ancient sword.

"My name, that happened a long time ago."

"My name is [Sword of God - Meteor]."

"Senior Meteor, I'm taking the blade. I wonder what your plans are next?"

"Haha, are you trying to make me think?"

"Oh~ How can you think so? What does it mean to make a decision? I am greedy for you."

"You are not greedy for the body of the beautiful little girl above, but instead you have a plan to make me think about it. You kid are very disrespectful."

"Okay, I'll just make you think about it, just forget about body or something! It's still a male sword spirit - a bad review!"

"I didn't agree to hang out with you..."

Finally, the sword of God Meteorite was held in the hand by the blade.

He is not a loss because he is the youngest celestial mirror monk in the history of the human race.

"Little Knife, how about signing a contract?"

"A contract? Forget it, if you want to leave one day, I will never stop you."

"Little Knife!"
Chapter completed!