The rise of the tyrant of the billion world

Chapter 134 Another dream

"About this rotten sword, there is actually a legend. In ancient times, there were horrible monsters that caused disasters to the world. A god and man were born, who slaughtered monsters with a divine sword, and fought against the demon king for 3000 years. In the end, both of them died of exhaustion. The rotten sword is the sword of the god back then." Sword Spirit said.

"No way? The sword of a god? Why do I feel like I'm talking nonsense?" Shi Meihua's face was full of disbelief.

This rotten sword is thrown on the side of the road and no one wants it. How could it have anything to do with some god or man?

"Master, don't forget about this rotten sword." After listening to Shi Meihua's translation, Lin Danqing nodded, questioning the authenticity of this legend.

But Xing Lan stared blankly at Broken Sword, as if his mind was distracted.

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It was an extremely beautiful girl, with long hair and shawls, wearing a long black dress, floating lightly in mid-air.

"Hmph, you can still be ranked in the top ten of the academy by holding a bad sword all day long. I really don't know how you do it."

The girl glanced at "Xing Lan" coldly, and snorted coldly.

"It has nothing to do with you." "Xing Lan" replied indifferently, and lowered his head to glance at his long sword. It was ordinary in shape, but it contained a fierce killing intent.

"Really?" Two black balls suddenly burst out from the girl's hands, exuding a terrifying and inexplicable aura, and hit "Xinglan".

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When Xing Lan came back to his senses, the girls were still looking at the rotten sword curiously, not noticing his change.

It was a dream again, and this dream was more real than last time, as if Xinglan had really experienced it.

Xinglan suddenly remembered that those red eyes had said that he was a resurrector, and he would soon understand what a resurrector was.

"Could it be that I really lived a lifetime and am resurrected now?" Xing Lan frowned and thought, but felt that it didn't make sense.

He has gone through several worlds, and has never heard of any resurrected ones.

But those pictures, like what happened in real life, remained in his mind.

Xing Lan shook his head, looked at the rotten sword, feeling very familiar.

This is very absurd, because it is the first time he has come to Tianwen World, and it is the first time he has seen this sword.

"Tian Tian, ​​is this rotten sword useful?" Xing Lan asked.

"The material is average, but it has been abandoned for too long, and it needs a big chance to repair it." Tian Tian said coldly.

There are very few things that can be called ordinary by her, and most of them seem to be rubbish in her eyes.

"The most important thing is this scroll, which records a secret sword. There have been many geniuses in the Penglai Jiange for hundreds of years, but no one has been able to comprehend it successfully. It is said that this secret sword is extremely powerful and has incredible power." Sword Ling pointed to the scroll and said, an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Secret sword, only a swordsman who can use the secret sword can be regarded as a master. Even a genius like Cen Lian has longed for a secret sword for many years but has never obtained a secret sword. One can imagine how valuable this scroll is, besides , what is recorded here is such a precious secret sword.”

Shi Meihua's eyes lit up, she looked at the scroll enviously and said.

"Master, Master, I also want to understand this secret sword!" After hearing this, Lin Danqing even showed expectant eyes, looking at Xinglan with widened eyes.

"Well, I'll put it away first." Xing Lan nodded slightly, and put away two things.

The third layer did not back up the jade slip.

So far, Xinglan has emptied the hidden sword pavilion of Penglai Jiange, and even took away the useless rotten sword.

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secret sword.

Among the Penglai Jiange, it is also an absolute treasure.

Xinglan held the scroll in his hand and inspired it with divine power.

Suddenly, his spiritual thoughts were pulled into the space of the scroll.

This is a blood-red space, and a skinny black figure is sitting there kneeling, with a sword lying flat on his knee.

It was an ordinary sword, and looked no different from any other longsword.

Heiying said indifferently: "This secret sword is purely inspired by swordsmanship. Those whose swordsmanship does not reach the realm of the sword fairy cannot use it. But once it is used, even with only physical strength, it can kill demons and demons."

"I call it—Shadowless."

In an instant, the black shadow came out with a sword,
He turned into a fallen leaf, dancing in the blood-red space,

The sword in his hand disappeared, replaced by the sky-high murderous intent and sword energy.

The sword disappeared, but the shadow of the sword filled every inch of space around,
The sword energy is tearing, roaring, flashing, disappearing,

A black mountain of [-] meters rises suddenly, connecting the sky and the earth,
"cut!"

A white light suddenly lit up, filling the sky and the earth.

The mountain collapsed.

The picture disappeared, and Xinglan's spiritual thoughts returned to his body, his eyes full of solemnity and shock.

He thought back to the scene he had just seen. Every moment, the black shadow cut out hundreds of swords.

He could tell that it was just an ordinary long sword, and the black shadow did not use any spiritual energy or magic power to assist the attack, but simply used the strength of its body.

Even so, that "Wuying" made Sombra's attack power instantly multiplied hundreds, thousands of times.

Every sword shadow and sword energy are shot with all their strength, and there are hundreds of sword shadows every moment, which is equivalent to hundreds of people who are shooting swords, while the black shadow has only one sword.

This means that if Xinglan masters this secret sword, a hundred thousand silver swords, it can split into millions, even tens of millions of sword shadows, and its strength will skyrocket countless times!
However, this secret sword is extremely difficult. For hundreds of years in the Penglai Jiange, no one has comprehended it. The difficulty can be imagined.

"But, how do I feel..." Xinglan frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

In mid-air not far away, Lin Danqing held a green sword and looked around vigilantly, protecting Xinglan.

Xinglan stood on a hill several hundred meters high, with the full moon hanging high. His figure was dark, stretched by the moonlight, and projected onto the mountain.

On the flat ground, Meihua, the beautiful woman, set up a bonfire and took out the dried bacon to cook.

For those strong people like them, food is no longer needed, and the energy in various forms such as aura, magic power, and spiritual power in the body has exceeded food by far.

However, Shi Meihua is still used to making something to eat. She has good cooking skills, so she can show it to Xinglan.

While roasting the bacon on the fire, she looked up at Xinglan, her eyes filled with joyful smiles, and she murmured: "I really hope Xingwang can understand the secret sword soon..."

"Impossible, that secret sword has been comprehended by countless genius disciples, and even...in short, no one can comprehend it." The sword spirit said faintly, she was floating in the air, staring blankly at the barbecue in Shi Meihua's hand.

Shi Meihua did not refute, but smiled softly.

At this time, the little worm lying on the rock - Changed looked at the barbecue and drooled bitterly: "I'm so hungry! Damn it, this world is so barren, there are weird zombies everywhere, even a worm can't even see it!" less than..."

(End of this chapter)