Lord of the Low Version System

The experience of a dozen pieces of debris varies.

Some are hidden in the sheath all the year round, some are dedicated to the ancestral temple, and some are drifting with the wind, fighting to death ...

Jianzhao, Jianguang, Jianqi, Jianyi ...

Everything related to swords can be found here, and everything is there.

What you see in a flash is enough for a lifetime of insight and a glimpse of what you get.

Juggernaut, in all other worlds, is a world of prosperity. It requires excellent talent, long-term hard work, and opportunity awareness, as well as a few decades and a hundred years of precipitation.

The name of the sword **** is the lifelong desire and pursuit of countless sword saints.

However, here, only one glance is required.

This is the case with Xitong.

He stared closely at the nightshade, at the glowing light on the surface of the magic sword, and at the grotesque picture reflected in the light.

Previously, when he was in the world of God, Xitong received a gift from the Master Tongtian, and his accomplishments in Kendo chased the leader.

Now, Xi Tong's accomplishments in swordsmanship are like butterflies breaking through cocoons, and the quality is sublimating. Not only does he overtake the Master Tongtian, but he also leaves him far behind.

From the use of various sword moves in the Zero Martial World, to the sword style and internal strength of the Low Martial World, the sword spirit and sword spirit of the Zhongwu and Gaowu Worlds, all kinds of all-encompassing techniques of kendo practice are all integrated.

Manpower is always poor.

In the face of the vast star-like essence of kendo, no matter how powerful the genius is, he only chooses one of them. Lifelong research is not enough, and he has no ability to greedy.

How many stars are there in the vast sky?

You can't put it in your eyes when you look at it in the past, let alone in your heart.

This is still a human perspective, if you switch to mice, ants ...

In other words, this is a path that ordinary creatures cannot understand. This incomprehension comes from both cognitive methods and information processing capabilities.

Xi Tong has experienced the baptism of the reincarnation of the million world, so it can be seen indifferently, although Longkui is the spirit of the magic sword, but has not experienced the baptism of the reincarnation of the million world, there is still the danger of falling.

At this time, Xi Tong suddenly remembered something.

In the original "Fairy Sword", Longkui died in the martyr's sword and was buried in the furnace with countless innocent souls, and it was because of this that he was born with red dragon sunflower.

One good and one evil, one soft and one li.

The nightshade is so kind to the extreme that the red nightshade feels pity and is willing to protect her, otherwise, the only result of the nightshade is the new red nightshaw devoured and replaced.

At that time, she was still her but not her, and she would never be her.

This is more terrible than death-alive but completely disappeared.

And now, Longkui has experienced a terrible one hundred times, one thousand times, ten thousand times more torment than the sword furnace, and it is no longer the tens of thousands of injustices, but the will of countless powerful people in the world.

The strongest of the swords who live under the sword and die under the sword.

Each of their spiritual wills is as sharp as a sword blade, and their bodies can perish.

This time the crisis is also stronger than in the original book.

Keng!

The magic sword sounded.

This is a non-supportive performance. Longkui has reached a crisis point and is warning him.

However, in this situation, Xi Tong couldn't get in the way, and couldn't help. He could only watch and wait like an outsider.

Anxious, anxious, the ants on the hot pot are more like the father of the child outside the delivery room.

Sword move!

Sword style!

Jian Qi!

Jianguang ...

Lifelong mastery of one strong man after another, one stupid township stunt after another, one world after another of the essence of kendo ...

The intangible and qualitative spiritual ideas are layered and dense, and the pure spiritual level is piled up to thousands of layers, trillions of layers, which will eventually change quantitatively to qualitatively.

This is the brand of the sword.

Just like the God of Light laid a bright mark on Xitong, he imprinted his own mark from the depth of the soul, making it the bearer and continuator of his own will.

At this time, Xi Tong thought of the old ruler.

She easily resolved the rebirth of the God of Light for millions of years, and even erased the light brand.

How did she do it?

Xi Tong began to recall.

Reminisce about the million reincarnations I experienced.

Recall all the people, things and things in the reincarnation of the millionth century, and the series, clues and context between them ...

It's messy.

It can even be said to be clueless.

You know, even the **** of light, who exhibited the reincarnation of the millionth world, only discovered afterwards that his ability was broken, but did not know how to be broken.

Keng!

The magic sword clanged again.

The nightshade time is running out, every second is the edge of life and death.

and many more……

Xitong raised his hand to cast the power of time to cover the magic sword.

Well, this is much better.

The world is completely quiet, and Xi Tong can finally think calmly.

But after thinking about it for a while, Xi Tong didn't even want to understand it.

Xitong has his own method, there is no need to imitate others.

"Go forward with my weight, you just need to enjoy the quiet years."

The crystallization of civilization in which kendo comprehends and senses is condensed, and the gathered swords are just branded. Xi Tong has all written it down, and later he will slowly think and feel.

As for the nightshade, it doesn't matter if you don't want these.

Having said that, Xi Tong was awesome, and a light and shadow flew out of the magic sword.

It was a lifelong perception and experience of the strong man with the title of "Sword God", as well as his experience of struggle. After his fame, he insisted on the will of Kendo.

Everything is extinguished with fingers.

And this is just the beginning.

One after another, light and shadow were flicked and crushed by Xi Tong. The strange and strange pictures were like thousands of soap bubbles, wandering and dancing around Xi Tong and the magic sword.

The colorful light is scattered and changed, distorting a special colorful and colorful, countless swords and swords are reflected in it, overflowing beyond the table.

Some bubbles and light and shadow were blasted by Xi Tong after being ejected, while others wanted to return to the magic sword, and Xi Tong raised his hand to suppress it, not willing to disappear.

And the bubbles slowly faded and disappeared, disappearing completely.

Xi Tong knew that those bubbles must have gone to other worlds and were born in the form of soul or will.

At this moment, saints will come into existence in certain worlds, and excaliburs will be unearthed.

Time has been frozen by Xi Tong. I don't know how long it has passed, the light shining in the magic sword is getting scarcer and dimmer.

The last light and shadow were also ejected, and Xi Tong finally put away the power of time.

The light at the crack of the Sky Sword fragment reflowed a little bit, and during the reflow process it became dim and eventually disappeared.

Also missing are cracks in a dozen pieces.

The blade is sharp ~ www.readwn.com ~ The spine is beautiful, and the octagonal sword is as smooth as a mirror.

The world artifact of the New Immortal Realm has been restored.

The magic sword's light flickered into a human form, and Long Kui appeared in front of Xi Tong in a new posture.

There was a slight change in her appearance, the girlish childish face became more mature, and the lines of the eyebrows and corners of the mouth became slightly sharp, like the edge of the sword.

The dress changed completely, and the original long-sleeved palace was transformed into a light and tight black sword suit, which was decorated with a gray pattern from the collar to the trousers.

Her hair is longer, and each hair is like a miniature sword, with a powerful and majestic sword spirit.

Her posture was more tall and upright, almost reaching Xitong's chin ...

She has changed too much, the only constant is the light in her eyes and her attachment to Xi Tong.

"Brother, thank you."

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