I kidnapped the timeline

After advancing to a high-level human, Feng Qi gained the ability to convert qi and blood into spiritual power.

The maintenance time of the divine body is thus extended.

However, as a sacrifice line, the total amount of qi and blood in his body is far less than that of the main timeline. Compared with the first 30 seconds, his divine body only lasted for more than 10 seconds.

When the divine body was on the verge of collapse, Feng Qi was surprised to find blue light oozing out of the main body of the mist.

This is obviously the Lord of the Mist who activated the miraculous will in his body when he resisted the control of the magic knife.

With the addition of miraculous power, he immediately felt relieved.

Next, you only need to give the Lord of the Mist time. His will to resist will continue to strengthen the power of Miracle Will, making the Demon Sword gradually become weaker.

Although the magic sword is powerful, it is still a mortal object, so how can it be compared with a miraculous item.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Feng Qi's face.

Maybe this time old fans will get a blessing in disguise and get a powerful weapon.

Looking at the still struggling Lord of the Mist, the black mist slowly shrank under the suppression of the blue light, and the black mist seeping out of the magic knife also decreased.

It can be seen that the magic knife is very resistant to blue light and keeps buzzing.

This weapon reminded Feng Qi of Lu Yue's Jianlan. This kind of weapon seemed to have consciousness within it.

Compared with Lu Yue's Jian Lan, this magic sword is even more outrageous.

Jianlan still needs Lu Yue to control him and cannot choose what to do independently, but the magic knife can not only control what he does independently, but can even swallow the consciousness of life and turn life into his own flesh and blood slave.

The battle between Miracle Will and Demonic Sword continues.

As the Lord of the Mist's will became stronger during the resistance, the disadvantage of the magic sword became more and more obvious.

At this time, the appearance of the Mist Lord also changed.

The black mist covered his body to form a set of black battle armor. The surface of the battle armor was imprinted with blood lines, and only his purple eyes were revealed, looking extremely domineering.

The tip of the sword in his hand spits out black mist with the Lord of Mist's breath, and the sharp energy rises into the sky.

A low roar was squeezed out of the Lord of Mist's throat. At this moment, the Lord of Mist slowly raised the pitch black sword in his hand.

The Demon Sword seemed unwilling to surrender to the Lord of Mist at all, and trembled in resistance.

At this time, the Lord of Mist suddenly swung a knife in the distance.

In an instant, the shadow of a magic sword marked with blood-colored lines appeared in the sky.

The shadow flashed away, and then the ground shook. Feng Qi turned around and saw that a ravine more than a hundred meters long and dozens of meters deep appeared in the direction where the magic sword was swung.

Seeing the power of the magic knife, Feng Qi's eyes flashed with anticipation.

He didn't know whether this magic sword was the one he would use to compete with the Lord of the Peak Mist in the future, but if it was, it proved that the potential of this magic sword had not been tapped at all.

The Lord of the Peak Mist can kill the God Master who controls miraculous items, but the Demon Sword can fight against the Lord of the Mist but is at a slight disadvantage.

If the two magic swords are really the same, maybe this magic sword is a miraculous item.

Feng Qi released his divine body in advance at this time, and a strong feeling of weakness suddenly surged into his heart.

Although his mental power was not completely exhausted, he still felt a strong backlash and dizziness.

This didn't surprise him.

After all, he is just a sacrifice line, and he cannot have a strong physique like the main timeline to digest the counterattack force.

Activating the divine body even caused severe trauma to his spiritual consciousness.

But Feng Qi didn't care at all. For the sacrifice line, injuries were completely commonplace.

Regardless of using any innate ability from the main timeline, it will bring certain sequelae to him.

But he never lived until the moment when the sequelae broke out, and he left this beautiful world early.

After briefly observing the state of his spiritual consciousness, Feng Qi recovered his consciousness and turned his attention to the Lord of Mist.

The Demon Knife's resistance continues.

But under the suppression of Miracle Will, the magic knife trembled and seemed very weak.

At this moment, Feng Qi suddenly saw the black mist seeping out of the magic knife condensed into a blurry face.

It's like a dying human being, greedily breathing the outside air with its remaining vitality.

Realizing that the consciousness in the magic knife was on the verge of death, Feng Qi suddenly became curious.

At this moment, his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, and through the spiritual medium, he entered the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness of the main timeline, and tried to touch the innate ability Nightmare.

Suddenly the Nightmare Talent Orb bloomed with light.

After coming back to his senses, Feng Qi looked at the blurry face appearing on the magic knife again.

The nightmare ability can read the opponent's memory fragments when life is about to die.

He wanted to try if he could read the memory fragments of the magic knife.

While waiting, nothing happened.

Feng Qi boldly took two steps closer to the Lord of Mist.

Yet nothing happened.

Perhaps the sacrifice line's physique cannot use the nightmare ability, or perhaps the magic knife is different from flesh-and-blood creatures such as Mu Qing and Lepingan, so the memory fragments cannot be read.

But just when Feng Qi was about to give up, countless information quickly poured into his mind.

A large number of memory fragments were pieced together into a picture, instantly transporting him to a different world.

…

Sister, how do you practice sword practice?

Sister, are my talents really bad?

Sister, I also want to practice swordsmanship with you and gain the attention of my tribe.

At the beginning of the picture, a handsome young man of about six or seven years old is sitting on the steps with his chin in his hands, looking at the figure not far away, his eyes full of envy.

Not far away, stood a woman with a slim figure and a beautiful face.

She holds a black tachi and wears a white training uniform. Her long hair is gently tied behind her head with a silver ribbon. The tachi in her hand chops continuously with the rhythm of her breathing and stands in front of the testing pile.

After a long time, the girl stopped practicing and turned towards the boy.

Sister. The boy stood up immediately, with a look of expectation on his face.

No practice allowed. The girl said without hesitation and walked up the steps up the mountain.

A little bit.

The boy seemed to have already thought of such a result, and immediately made a face at his sister's back.

When his sister turned around, the boy calmed down his expression decisively and put on a well-behaved look.

Chaotian, I will punish you to memorize ten lessons tonight.

Old woman, I will beat you to tears when I grow up.

If you dare not bear it, I will beat you to tears right now.

During the fight, the two siblings followed the steps to a large hall on the mountainside.

In front of the main hall was a square where many figures holding swords were sparring with each other. When they saw the woman arriving, they all put away their weapons and saluted the woman respectfully.

The woman nodded gracefully and led her brother into the hall.

Scrolls made of unknown animal skins are neatly placed on both sides of the hall. In the center of the hall are three statues, with three swords of different shapes placed in front of them.

The woman came to the place where the books were placed on the left, picked up a book, and began to read it carefully.

When the young man on the side saw this, he immediately pouted.

The woman looked at the boy at this moment and said seriously:

The knife is a murder weapon. Your body is not fully developed yet. You can't bear the knife energy entering your body. Let's wait until you grow up.

Yes, yes, everything the old woman said is right. The young man muttered slightly impatiently.

Looking at his sister who stopped paying attention to him and began to read the books seriously, the young man secretly vowed in his heart that he would become a swordsman respected by his tribe like his sister in the future.

Time flies, time is like an arrow.

The boy finally waited for his 16-year-old coming-of-age ceremony.

On this day, the mountains in the clan area were decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and a sword ceremony for the new generation was being held.

Chaotian and hundreds of other teenagers of the same age were awarded sword talismans in a square on the mountainside, proving that they were adults. From then on, they could practice the clan's sword code and become sword preparers.

After the ceremony, Chaotian followed the clan leader to the sword tomb on the top of the mountain.

There are various types of knives inserted here. Even if you stand far away, you can feel the sharp sword energy blowing on your face.

Many of these knives have become rusty due to wind and rain, and are full of traces of time. There are even half-broken knives.

Most of the knives here are left by previous generations.

The sword contains a trace of the sword intention of the predecessors.

In the second stage of the ceremony, you need to choose your own natal sword in the sword mound.

To say that it is selection, it is more accurate to say that it is to be selected.

Most of the knives in the sword tomb have spirituality, and the sword spirit retained inside can sense whether the picker is their match.

If they get the approval of the ancestral sword, they will skip the step of forging the sword and get their own natal sword directly.

Compared to reforging, it is obviously easier to obtain it directly.

After all, the knives here have been cultivated by ancestors, and have even experienced several generations of owners. They are no longer ordinary objects.

Like his peers, Chaotian stepped into the sword tomb with great expectations.

It was here that his sister got the Tiantu, one of the three famous swords of Tozuka, and he also hoped that he could become a chosen talent like his sister.

As soon as the selection began, the ground in the Tomb of Swords began to tremble.

More than a dozen knives were seen rising from the ground in a trembling voice and flying into the hands of different figures.

The surface of the knife, which had been silent for a long time, was shining brightly, and the rust was peeling off. The young men who were recognized all showed expressions of surprise.

Seeing this scene, Chaotian felt extremely envious.

As time passed, he wandered among the sword graves, trying to find his natal sword.

But the cruel reality hit him.

Until the end of the second round of the ceremony, he did not get his natal sword.

After the sword-awarding ceremony, Chaotian returned home feeling sad and unable to accept that his talent was not recognized by the ancestral sword.

Facing his parents' comfort, Chaotian put on a smile and said that it didn't matter even if he wasn't recognized by the ancestral sword. He wanted to cultivate a natal sword of his own.

But that night, Chaotian came to Daozhong alone.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the billowing sea of ​​clouds under the moonlight, his heart was full of frustration.

At this moment, a beautiful figure appeared beside her.

You brat, it's just that you didn't get the Ancestral Knife. Why should you be so depressed?

Chaotian did not turn his head, looking at the surging sea of ​​clouds and saying helplessly:

Old woman, you have obtained Tiantu, one of the three famous swords, but as your brother, I have nothing.

So the gap in your heart is too great to accept?

If you don't accept it, you have to accept it. Tomorrow I will go to the foundry building and ask Uncle Split to make me a special sword. From now on, I will personally train it to be a life-saving sword, and it will even become a divine weapon comparable to the three famous swords.

Hearing these words, a sweet smile appeared on the woman's stern face:

Well done. As expected of my brother, you didn't disappoint me. I thought you were about to collapse. I'm optimistic about your future.

I don't need you to keep an eye on me. When I become strong enough, I will beat you to tears and make you bully me since childhood.

As he spoke, he made a sword-drawing gesture towards Yunhai in front of the sky.

Then you have to work hard. My strength is improving very quickly.

That day won't be far away...

…

In the following days, Chaotian went to the forging building to make his own knife.

He named it Chasing the Gods.

In Chaotian's heart, her sister is always a god.

She has been gifted beyond ordinary people since she was a child. During her coming-of-age ceremony, she was proactively approached and recognized by a famous sword and became its new owner.

But Chaotian did not admit defeat.

He also wants to become a genius respected by his tribe like his sister.

In order to catch up with her sister's growth, Chaotian worked hard day after day.

The tiger's mouth holding the knife cracked and healed, and the power of the knife gradually gathered in his heart. He relied on his own efforts and hard work to surpass his peers one after another.

But the gap with his sister has not been narrowed with his efforts.

He witnessed his sister's rise with his own eyes, from being the strongest among her peers to defeating the elders of the clan one after another, and becoming a genius with high hopes for the whole clan.

Chaotian watched his sister's growth and was happy in his heart.

His sister is his goal, but she is also his relative and the eternal pride in his heart.

It was his choice to chase his sister, but he hoped that her sister could go higher and further.

On this day, the Knife Clan and the Sword Clan held a martial arts competition.

Chaotian followed his sister into battle.

The competition takes place at the Sword Clan’s training square.

This is Chaotian's first time coming to the Sword Clan's clan.

But he already knew about the Sword Clan.

The Sword Clan is a racial force in the mountains next to the Sword Clan. The genealogy of the two clans can prove that the two clans once originated from the same lineage.

At that time, it was not called the Sword Clan or the Knife Clan, but the Weapon Clan.

At that time, the Qi Clan was a well-deserved powerful clan. Its territory spanned three small worlds. There were twelve branches in the clan, and they practiced different weapons and weapons. The Sword Sect and the Sword Sect were the two strongest among the twelve branches. The position of clan leader is basically alternately held by the leaders of the Sword Clan and the Knife Clan.

History books record the glorious period of the Qi clan.

But the prosperity of the Qi clan lasted less than a thousand years before it came to an end.

According to descriptions in history books, foreign slaves who wanted to resist the rule appeared in the resource mines of the Qi tribe.

The Qi clan who learned the news didn't take it seriously and just sent a small team to suppress it.

The result was surprising. The slaves they thought could be suppressed at will suddenly gained powerful strength and drained the blood from the sent team members.

The Ax Sect who was responsible for managing the resource land at that time did not report the matter and felt that the situation was completely controllable. The elders of the Ax Sect at the time decided to personally handle the matter.

The elders of the Ax Sect took action and quickly suppressed the riots in the resource area.

But no one thought that this riot would become the trigger for the demise of Qi Zong.

The slave who started the riot was not dead, but was injured and fled. In the future, he would often come to this resource area to hunt members of the Ax Sect.

Members of the Ax Sect killed by him will have their blood drained from their bodies and die.

The riot slaves grew rapidly in strength during this period.

Within a year, the elder of the Ax Sect who had been able to easily defeat the rioting slaves also died in his hands.

When the Ax Sect realized that the situation was out of control, they were already helpless.

The servant who could be easily suppressed at the beginning has become the climate.

In the next few decades, ten of the twelve branches of the Tool Sect were destroyed in the war with the rebellious slaves. The Sword Sect and the Knife Sect also suffered heavy losses.

In the end, Jian Zong and Dao Zong faced an irreversible situation and chose to completely put down the foundation laid by their ancestors and escape to other small worlds.

With this, the Qi Zong dynasty came to an end.

The tide of the times took away the former king, and the little slave in the mine who was once insignificant in the eyes of the Qi Zong established his own dynasty and became the king leading the new era of his small world.

Therefore, the Sword Clan and the Knife Clan can get along relatively harmoniously.

After all, their ancestors came from the same lineage, and they share the same language and cultural heritage.

In this competition, Chaotian knew that he was not the protagonist.

But he was full of expectations for his sister's performance.

…

The memory picture reaches this point and becomes intermittent.

After coming back to his senses, Feng Qi looked up at the still struggling Lord of the Mist.

The perspective of this scene was confusing, and he didn't know why the magic knife had such a memory.

With doubts, he took a few steps forward to close the distance with the magic knife.

At this time, the consciousness in the magic knife was on the verge of collapse under the suppression of Miracle's will.

When Feng Qi approached, new memory fragments came one after another, and they were rejoined into new images in his mind...

Will update tomorrow.

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