Wearing a sword, wearing a dark red armor, hair fluttering.
Faced with the powerhouse with the highest aura, he drew his sword without a word, and the shot was a move he had never seen before.
But that sword contained the entire starry sky.
It’s his nine swords in the starry sky, but I don’t know which one of them is.
With just one strike, the powerful man with the highest aura was instantly seriously injured, clutching his chest and trying to escape, but Jian Wushuang in the picture didn’t chase after him, so he stood under the mountain with one sword and one sword.
The screen changes again.
There seems to be a defect in the memory.
The next moment is the scene where Jian Wushuang falls into a pile of corpses. The scene behind him is still the sacred mountain. He kneels on the top of the pile of corpses, his breath is gone.
At this moment, there are several figures with the highest aura, passing him by and walking towards the sacred mountain.
And in the clouds on the mountainside, a crack slowly opened, and then a dazzling light erupted.
In a moment, those figures fell from the top of the sacred mountain, but the sacred mountain also collapsed with a shocking sound.
A sense of hopelessness erupted from here.
The memory also came to an abrupt end from this moment.
Jian Wushuang’s eyes were fragrant in an instant. Everything just now was like a dream. At this time, he had silently absorbed that golden soul.
The picture in my mind can’t be shaken. In addition to memory, there is also the wonderfulness of that sword.
In which sword, he realized too much.
This is an insight that can help him in the swordsmanship of the deity, but now he has no interest in practicing at all, and even stood there blankly for a long time.
“Mask…. Prophet…. Sacred Mountain… Powerful aura!”
Jian Wushuang murmured. For a while, he couldn’t tell the difference between reality and illusion. He calmed down for a while before he recovered.
The mysterious powerhouse with the mask is the prophet he met in the star field of the gods. He could not remember the prophet.
In that memory, he couldn’t remember the Prophet because he appeared in that memory.
“Could it be that all that is true?” Jian Wushuang’s heart trembled.
If it is a previous life, then he will not have the beast magic weapon, and the sword of ten thousand robbery.
What is it?
He doesn’t know, but what he can think of is Teacher Xuanyi.
It looks like the future, but it’s actually the past!
“Is this what Teacher Xuan Yi said about seeing you in the future? But how long do I have to practice?” He smiled wryly and shook his head.
It has been a long, long time since I last saw Mr. Xuanyi.
After going to Dayanhuan, Teacher Xuanyi met him at Qishen Temple and gave him a chessboard for Guantian, so that he could comprehend the chess pieces and the wonder of Wandao, and finally chose Wandao Change.
At that time, he was just a Taoist.
And now…
He is no longer even a Daoist, although everything at present may be a trial and test of Teacher Xuan Yi, to help him survive the calamity.
But in the memory of the future, those supreme auras are the existences that he can’t imagine.
Thinking of reaching that point, I don’t know how many years it will take to practice.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. The powerful state of mind made him a little anxious.
Maybe I saw the future failed, and I want to save it!
“Teacher Xuanyi, I will work harder until I can stand in front of you!” Jian Wushuang’s eyes became extremely firm at this moment, and the whole person’s breath was shocked.
The next moment, this place also began to fall into darkness.
The whole person is teleported out, and the second light goes out.
When he came out, he saw Jiuchen who was honestly staying in the Law of Destruction, but at a glance he saw that the other party seemed to have changed.
“Who are you?” His eyes moved, and the law of destruction instantly swept Jiuchen, and if the opponent dared to do nothing, he could instantly kill the opponent.
Because he saw hatred in Jiuchen’s eyes.
Jiuchen in the Law of Destruction saw that he was so serious, and said something that surprised Jian Wushuang, “Master, don’t do it, listen to my explanation!”
“Who is Shishu’s name?” Jian Wushuang was stunned.
The changed Jiuchen said helplessly: “You!”
A moment later.
Jian Wushuang squeezed his chin, frowned and said, “Your master is called Ghost Eye? Is that my senior brother?”
“Yes, but I haven’t met Master, I just accepted Master’s inheritance. I learned from his old man’s inheritance that Master Uncle will come to the inheritance temple that I have arranged after countless years!” Jiu Chen Standing where is the honest answer, and dare not hide it at all.
This time, Jian Wushuang won’t be able to fix it.
Listening to the other party’s meaning, I came up with a senior brother, called Ghost Eye, who was once very powerful and then fell, and then passed it on to the Lord of Divine Fire, who is now possessed by the Nine Dust Spirit Body. After leaving the Shenhuo Temple, waiting for him to take over the inheritance?
Who is their master?
He and Ghost Eye are senior brothers, what about Shizun?
“Could it be Teacher Xuan Yi?” Jian Wushuang’s heart moved.
In the memory he absorbed, he saw the eyes in the cracks, could they be ghost eyes?
Although this is outrageous, he is willing to believe it.
Because it left him the body of the beast and the memory.
“I’ll believe you for now!” Jian Wushuang said in a solemn tone, “Tell me what the brother left behind?”
The Lord of Divine Fire took a deep breath and replied: “Master left three lamps, the first two uncles have passed, but this third lamp, as long as I confirm my identity, I can directly Give the contents to Shishu!”
“Oh?” Jian Wushuang frowned, he understood the intention.
If someone who defies the sky really extinguishes the first two lamps, then the remaining lamp will activate the Lord of God Fire and personally verify the identity of Jian Wushuang. If it is the uncle, then give the third lamp inside s things.
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If not, then he is lucky to meet a heaven-defying inheritor.
Of course this is all guessed by Jian Wushuang himself.
Actually, I guessed right~IndoMTL.com~ If a god-defying inheritor comes to the Shenhuo Temple, the Lord of Shenhuo will gain even greater benefits.
It’s much more beneficial than waiting here for Jian Wushuang.
However, the contents of the third lamp cannot be left to the inheritor, and must be handed over to Jian Wushuang in person.
“Uncle, please look, in this third lamp, there is a gray pot. At the beginning, the master said that as long as the uncle appeared, the gray pot was handed over to the uncle, and he watched the uncle from the meeting. If you take something out of the jar, it will be a success!” The Lord of Divine Fire was a little excited.
This made Jian Wushuang feel a little amused and asked, “What about after success?”
“This…. I can’t say it at the moment, I have to wait for my uncle to succeed before I can say it!” The Lord of Divine Fire smiled a little embarrassedly.
Jian Wushuang didn’t care about this. He took the ash jar and wanted to go deep in with a thought force, but he felt a strong attraction and sucked his body and soul into the ash jar.
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