The World Collapses, Forging Seven Swords
Chapter 894:The World Collapses, Forging Seven Swords
Yu Wenji fell into a coma, the strength of the body of the body also dispersed, Lin Xuan came forward, holding Yu Wenzhi's neck, hard, a cracking, a crisp sound, Yu Wenzhi's neck is broken.
"It seems that the Yuwen family is going extinct from now on."
Lin Xuan slapped and smiled.
However, when he looked up, he was suddenly shocked.
I don't know if it is because Yu Wenji's death triggered some organ in this world, and everything in this world has begun to collapse and dissipate.
The buildings on the ground, the flowers and trees, the blue sky, the white clouds and the birds in the sky, and everything is gradually dissipating.
Even the sword on the other side is gradually dissipating.
“Master, what is this?”Lin Xuan asked in surprise.
As soon as the Qu sword looked around, sighed, looked at Lin Xuan, and looked at Lin Xuan, with a complicated look: "Lin Xuan, it seems that you and I have the fate of my teachers and disciples have ended here, I spread your star-like sword path, and then go out to understand...destiny...轮轮 reincarnation..."
The figure of the sword gradually disappeared, and the voice was intermittent, and Lin Xuan finally heard only the words fate and reincarnation.
“The Master!”
Lin Xuan's face was in a hurry, and he couldn't help but take the previous step, and seemed to want to pull the song sword back from nothing, but found that he could not do anything at all, and he could only watch the sword disappear completely.
He stopped, his heart slightly over.
Although he wanted to use the sword one, but after more than half a month of getting along, he has gradually accepted this master in his heart.
Qu Jian did his best to help him achieve his goal, and there was no conspiracy to calculate, and he did not ask for half a return, and the only expectation was that Lin Xuan would inherit its sword path, so as not to let his body be buried in this heritage world.
All that he did, he also won Lin Xuan’s heartfelt respect.
"Master, rest assured that the disciples will surely pass on your life's learning and carry it forward."Lin Xuan whispered to the emptiness in front of him.
In fact, objectively speaking, the sword died 15 years ago, and the only thing that has just disappeared is a wisp of idea left behind in this transmission of time and space.
Lin Xuan shook his head, annihilated the faint sadness in his heart, and looked around.
Everything in the world disappeared, but there was only a black iron cast high platform, exuding a faint purple mantle, standing alone not far away.
Lin Xuan emptiness, came to the top of the high platform, picked up the steps.
He stood in the middle of the tower, moved by his heart, and a seven-rain rainbow light about three feet long appeared in his hand.
This is the sword tyre that embodies four hundred souls, and if you look closely, you will find that the colorful light is completely composed of a different color of the soul, they are imprisoned, struggling to howl, the face is full of despair, anger, unwillingness, fear and so on.
Lin Xuan threw the colorful sword tire at his feet, and the sword tire gradually disappeared into the black iron high platform.
Gradually, a jingling throb, accompanied by a clatter of sorrow, drifted in the sky.
A quarter of an hour later, a small red sword with chopsticks appeared in the air.
Lin Xuan grabbed the small sword in his hand and felt a fierce killing from it.
Looking at this sword, Lin Xuan only felt that his heart was full of fearlessness and courage, as if there was no longer any power in the world to make him afraid of things.
Lin Xuan understood that this was a brave sword.
After another a quarter of an hour, a small purple-yellow sword emerged, and from this sword, Lin Xuan felt loyalty.
There is no doubt that this is a faithful sword.
With the passage of time, a small sword of different colors emerged in the air, and finally, seven small swords surrounded Lin Xuan's side.
They are loyal swords, filial swords, benevolent swords, righteous swords, wisdom swords, swords, faith swords.
The seven small swords rotate rapidly, gradually blending into one, turning into a colorful sword, and not into Lin Xuan's mind.
Lin Xuan only felt the sound in his mind, and the whole person lost consciousness.
I don’t know how long it took for Lin to wake up.
He looked at the surrounding environment and found himself in the cultivation room, at his feet, quietly lying with a long black sword, it was the seven-killing Shaofeng sword.
“I’m back, Lin Xuan is back alive!”Hahaha!"
Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and he couldn’t help but laugh for a long time.
This time, although consciousness entered a world of inheritance, the same is full of danger, if not with the help of the master's song and sword, he may become a ghost in the world of inheritance, forever sinking, and it is difficult to return to the real world.
After this experience, Lin Xuan's heart has been deeply vigilant about various deep inheritances.
Whether it is the horn of the spirit rhinoceros, the heart of the stone demon, or the intention of killing the sword, these inheritances are not strong, but they are also full of danger.
At this moment, the heavy layout inside, I am afraid that the big people left for their own back hand, not really want to choose to pass on people.
To be able to come back alive is the greatest luck.
After the throes, Lin Xuan took stock of his own harvest, and his heart could not help but be excited.
In the world of inheritance, it took him only one and a half months to cast a divine sword, which gave him the meaning of the seven-killing sword in a full state.
In addition, he also got the successful realm of the star sword inheritance.
These two swords are the rare peak swords in the world, and the one who can achieve the strong can be achieved at the same time, but now it is also obtained by Lin Xuan, which will greatly enhance his strength.
However, Lin Xuan is not satisfied with this.
He did not forget his original intention, he wanted to kill the sword of the seven, only for the real field.
To this day, he no longer needs to slow down the pace of cultivation, as long as he enters the great and complete situation of heaven, he can upgrade the sword intention to the field and add a powerful killing trick.
Of course, before that, he still needs to clean up the door.
Lin Xuan's eyes turned to the seven-kill Shao wind sword on the ground, and the black sword seemed to tremble a little.
“How long have I been unconscious?”Lin Xuan asked indifferently.
"Return, master, you were unconscious for five days."
The sound of the seven sword spirits is a delicate drop, which sounds particularly pleasant, which is almost unprecedented.
However, Lin Xuan faintly heard a hint of fear from it.
Lin Xuan looked at the robe on his body, and the corners of his mouth caught a mockery of abuse.
The robes on his body were already ragged, full of marks of the sword cut.
In this cultivation room, there are no outsiders, and the guy at hand seems to be not difficult to guess, it must be this extremely good sword with two hearts.
Unfortunately, the seven-kill Shaofeng sword itself has no energy storage, its own lethality is limited, and it has not been able to break the strong body of Lin Xuan.
“Seven, you’re a lot of courage.You are shouting, to kill the world's unfaithfulness and unrighteousness, unrighteousness, unrighteousness, unbelief, but you actually plot to kill the owner, your loyalty was eaten by the dog?"
Lin Xuan's voice was getting colder and colder, and he was already angry.
This goddamn sword spirit not only threw him into the world of inheritance, but also pitted him hard, but also in reality, dreaming of killing his master and getting rid of the saddle, which is simply intolerable!
Hmmm!
The seven-killing wind sword did not say a word, and it was not good to see it, and actually quickly flew up and launched to the door of the cultivation room.
Bam!
Seven killed Shao Feng sword hit the ban and rebounded back.
But it still does not care, constantly on the left and right, looking for the weaknesses of the cultivation room, and wants to escape.
However, after tossing for a while, instead of escaping, it ran out of energy and fell down powerlessly.
“Have you played enough?If you have enough, you have to go on your way!”
Lin Xuan's mouth was a joke, a mocking sneer.
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