Eight hundred and twentieth chapters sword hall two
On the left, there is a row of snow-white buildings that are a thousand meters high. There are countless round holes on them, which seem to be windows.
The blank areas are also engraved with patterns and sharp lines.
On the right side, there is a row of white spiers that are also a thousand meters high. Compared with the left side, the spiers here are denser and higher, and the shadows they cast partially cover the square.
The most surprising thing is that the materials that make up the building, whether it is the walls or the ground, are slowly flowing and changing like running water.
There is never a moment when it is not active.
"This is the sword hall?"
Lin Xin was slightly stunned.
There was no one in the huge square, which was thousands of meters long and wide.
Looking in from the windows of the buildings on both sides, there is no living thing at all.
The sky above is still white clouds, stretching into the distance as far as the eye can see, with no end in sight.
Lin Xin lightly kicked his feet, and his whole body flew up lightly, flying towards the building on the left.
He quickly ducked in through a round window.
Inside is an extremely simple and ordinary cave-like room with no entrance and exit and only one window.
The room was only as big as a bed. When Lin Xin entered it, he saw at a glance that the white walls and floor of the room were filled with countless lines that were changing and flowing rapidly.
The countless trajectories give people a sharp, domineering, and extremely strong temperament.
"This is a sword mark!!"
His heart suddenly shook, and he quickly understood it carefully.
With his current level of attributes and mental strength, it has reached a level that ordinary people cannot imagine. In an instant, hundreds of thoughts burst out at the same time, analyzing the countless sword marks seen in front of him from various angles.
But as he went a little deeper, Lin Xin felt that if he continued to understand like this, the sword marks in this room were so deep that he would definitely be able to spend decades without necessarily achieving anything.
But these sword marks all represent traces of at least the level of Tianzun and above.
He gritted his teeth, feeling pain in his heart, turned around and rushed out of the window.
If he guessed correctly, there are so many holes and buildings here, and I am afraid that each one of them is an entrance to a kind of sword mark.
The speed instantly increased to the fastest, Lin Xin split into thousands of afterimages in an instant, and in almost a few seconds, he ran through all the empty rooms in the buildings on both sides.
But a situation that shocked him happened again.
He accidentally went to the small empty room where he first entered, but he didn't expect that the sword marks there had changed again!
It has become a completely different kind of tyrannical swordsmanship!
With anxiety in his heart, he began to carefully examine other holes again.
Sure enough, it was discovered that all the holes had been replaced with a brand new, completely different sword mark.
boom!!!
Lin Xin's figure suddenly stopped in the middle of the central square, his face extremely solemn.
"That is to say, the sword marks here are different every moment and are constantly changing. There are a total of 999 rooms here, including the spire.
Every minute, the sword marks in the room here will change to another type! And each type is the absolute top swordsmanship!"
It is even said that even the size of the room is constantly changing every moment.
Lin Xin suddenly remembered the reminder that Heavenly Lord Huanyu gave him before coming.
"Once it is opened, all the sword marks inside will be continuously released and consumed as time goes by. Don't waste any time, choose one as quickly as possible, comprehend and understand."
“The fastest option”
Lin Xin murmured.
Suddenly he closed his eyes.
boom!!!
A twisted and terrifying mental power exploded, spreading in all directions and into the nine hundred and ninety-nine holes in the room.
"Where is the Taishang Yue Yue Divine Wind Sword?"
He quickly identified and monitored each cave, and soon he saw similar sword marks in a room in a steeple.
Chi!
Lin Xin flew as fast as he could, entered the room, and landed gently.
In the round hole-shaped room, the walls, floor, and ceiling are all constantly flowing and changing. There are countless sword marks like simple lines, densely arranged, natural and profound flowing combinations. It exudes a crazy and deathly atmosphere that makes people palpitate.
"This is the sword mark of Taishang Yueyue Divine Wind Sword!"
Lin Xin instantly recognized the source of this aura.
The mental power was fully deployed, scanning the subtle changes in this room every minute and every second.
The first sword, the sword of joy. Here it is!
He suddenly found the sword mark of the first sword.
As soon as the spiritual power penetrates deeply.
'Ha ha ha ha!!!'
Amid the wild laughter, a white shadow crashed towards him.
His body was filled with the terrifying and familiar aura of swordsmanship.
clang!!
Lin Xin suddenly drew his sword, just in time to block Bai Ying's domineering slash.
"Is this?" His heart sank.
The power-absorbing effect of the Sword of Joy actually cancels out the opponent's.
"Also the Sword of Joy!!"
Before he could think too much, the white shadow slashed at him with another sword.
DANG DANG DANG DANG!!!
The two of them exchanged tens of thousands of swords in an instant, and the shadows of the swords were like light, filling any gap around them.
The empty space in the small room completely became a world of sword intentions and sword lights and shadows.
The white and red sword lights were like countless red and white lines, intertwined, flowing, colliding, and then breaking one after another.
"die!!"
Suddenly, Lin Xin stretched out his hand and struck out with his sword, and more than 3 million of his accumulated killing properties exploded directly, cutting off a large area of white sword light and falling hard on the white figure.
puff!!
The white shadow disappeared, then suddenly reappeared.
"Be angry, roar! Hahahaha!!" Bai Ying laughed wildly, and his strength suddenly increased.
An incomparable force hit Lin Xin's sword of joy and rolled it back.
clang!
The Sword of Joy slashed hard on Lin Xin's chest, but it only made a metallic sound and revealed a few faint scars.
"This is the sword of wrath"
Lin Xin finally realized the aggrievement of the Heavenly Lords who were hacked to death by him before.
The Wrath Sword's perverted ability increased tenfold with one death. Even he himself felt a headache when facing it, let alone those deities who did not have such terrifying defensive attributes as him.
It took several hours to fight Bai Ying all the way. He died once and used the Sword of Wrath, so he could barely wipe out the death quota of the opponent's three Swords of Wrath.
The last sword fell on Bai Ying's chest, exploding it into countless white smoke. Lin Xin suddenly felt a strong feeling of grief spreading around him.
"Is it the Sword of Mourning??!" His heart suddenly moved. This was the third sword that he had not yet understood. He didn't even know what its effect was.
Suddenly, he felt nervous in his heart.
The white shadow condensed and emerged again.
He held a looming long sword and walked slowly towards Lin Xin.
Although the room was not big, he took many steps, but he always seemed to be unable to reach it.
Lin Xin stared at Bai Ying, and suddenly a very strange feeling came over him.
It's as if the other person is the person he loves most.
He wanted to lift the sword, but found that no matter what, he had a strong resistance. It was as if he was raising the sword and facing Bai Ying as if he was facing the person he loved most.
'In this world, if there is no love and no affection, what would be worth cherishing?'
"yes"
Lin Xin murmured, as if he heard something.
‘Don’t blame me, I had no choice but to do it’
"I don't blame you." Lin Xin suddenly felt a strong sense of sadness in his heart. His heart was blocked, his eyes were reddish, and his eyes seemed to be moist.
'Since you love me so much then I have a wish'
The voice became more and more sad.
Lin Xin's eyes were filled with tears at this time.
"You tell me." In his eyes, the white shadow in front of him has turned into An Ying, Xiao Lingling, and Lin Yaoyang.
‘Then can I ask you to die?’
Bai Ying had already walked in front of Lin Xin at this time.
"good"
Lin Xin was completely immersed in sadness at this time.
He slowly stretched out his hand.
boom!!!
In an instant, the white figure in front of him was punched in the chest by him, hitting him hard in the middle of the chest.
Countless flesh and blood spurted out, and a huge red blood hole appeared directly.
"You!!? You can actually escape?" Bai Ying looked at him in disbelief.
With tears in Lin Xin's eyes, he grabbed Bai Ying with both hands and tore it apart violently.
puff!
Bai Ying was torn into two pieces by him, and the upper half, including his head, was held tightly in his arms.
"Don't blame me." Lin Xin hugged his head tightly and raised his head, tears falling down his face.
"Everyone who wants me dead must die!!!"
Bai Ying's horrified eyes finally became even more horrified.
Only then did he realize that Lin Xin had not escaped from the Sword of Mourning at all, but that was his essence!
He didn't even have time to use his fourth sword before it completely dissipated and turned into white smoke.
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The tenth heaven.
The gray-black sky was like a solidified oil painting, dead silent without any trace of movement.
On the vast gray-black land, a river hundreds of meters wide flows slowly.
The river is gray-black and extremely turbid, but there is a faint silvery light in the rolling water.
On the edge of a river bank, several black figures stood calmly, looking at the turbulent river water.
The black figure at the front was wearing a cloak, and his face was invisible. Only a small white chin was exposed, and the corners of his mouth were curved in a cold arc.
"This is the river of aging"
He stretched out his hand and gently grabbed it with his long white fingers.
The river water suddenly flew up, swirled in his palm, and condensed into the shape of a gray-black spider.
Hiss
The spider struggled and screamed crazily at the man in black. There was a special wave that could make life decay lingering around him.
"Holy Lord, we have traveled thousands of miles to come to the Tenth Heaven Realm and spent so much money to build a headquarters. Compared to this, why don't we run the Shadow Realm well and choose to give up?"
A dark shadow couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
In this ghostly place where even river water can kill people at any time, if you stay for a long time, even Tianzun may be polluted and invaded.
He couldn't understand why the Holy Lord chose to come here and start over. (To be continued.)