Villain: Cao Eiliao, who rebelled against the Empress of Destiny at the beginning

Xuanyuan Baiying shook her head: "The sixth floor? It's negligible. After all, most of his avatars are focusing on the inheritance of the first five floors."

in the temple

Cao Meng glanced over the [-] Blood God Son clones surrounding him.

100 years ago, they were an extension of their own body, an extension of their own thoughts and will. In the last 100 years, I have given them freedom, and they belong only to themselves.

Now, it's time to end it all.

"Everyone, thank you!"

Cao Meng saluted slightly.

Although the memory sharing has not yet started, Cao Meng already knows that he can step out of this step.

opposite

The [-] phaseless blood demons had different expressions, most of them were flat.

Because they are Cao Meng, and Cao Meng is them.

There are still a few, reluctance, anger, hatred... However, these are of no use.

Because from the day of birth, they can only be part of Cao Meng.

It is closely related to Cao Meng.

Even if they are given separate consciousness, they can only be appendages.

There is no possibility of resistance at all.

"Memory fusion, start..."

The truncated memories are shared open.

Immediately.

Cao Meng only felt a roar in his mind.

Countless different kendo paths, different understandings of life, and different emotions flooded into my heart in an instant.

collision of ideas

The sparks generated by the collision form an explosion.

In my mind, there was a blank.

in the next few days

Cao Meng just stood in the center of the hall in a daze.

Every figure, every one hundred years of life, one hundred years of boring cultivation, played back in Cao Meng's mind over and over again.

The sword intent on his body is getting stronger and stronger, more and more ethereal

Finally, on the third day

Cao Meng slowly opened his eyes.

In the eyes, a ray of seven-color sword light flashed past.

The tyrannical power of mind and spirit instantly penetrated the Zijin Qiankun Hall.

"The Baolian Sword Art, the fifth peak level... just a little bit, the sixth level."

Is this the way of the sword?

Uh ~

The fifth level of the heavenly way of the heart?

"open!"

bang

The tightly closed gate of Zijin Qiankun Palace opened automatically.

Around the body, [-] formless blood demon clones have been washed away.

All of them were bathed in the real fire of the sun, and seven-color sword gangs soared into the sky.

"Stop!"

Xuanyuan Baiying exclaimed, and the person had already appeared in the hall.

"Restrain your breath, do you want to destroy my Bauhinia Qiankun Palace?"

"Ah..." Cao Meng snapped, and quickly withdrew his magical powers, and the [-] mutated versions of the Phaseless Gorefiend also turned into harmless little white rabbits.

Xuanyuan Baiying was speechless: "You are crazy!"

Today's Cao Meng, [-] phaseless blood demons, have all cultivated to the peak of the God Emperor Realm, and they are immortal, and they are not afraid of flames, thunder and ice.

Three thousand and six hundred blood god sons together with the deity, coupled with the tyrannical swordsmanship, the aura alone is enough to make the Bauhinia Qiankun Hall tremble.

"Hehe, wife, how about we try again?"

Cao Meng looked proudly at Empress Xuanyuan in front of him.

The time for revenge is here!

Woman, don't hit the house for three days

How dare you beat your husband with a whip?

"Are you sure?" Xuanyuan Baiying smiled sweetly, a dangerous cold front flashed in her bright pupils.

"No, not sure, I'm kidding..."

Cao Meng quickly shook his head.

careless

This woman can't be judged by common sense.

"Virtue!" Xuanyuan Baiying chuckled lightly.

Cao Meng: "Well, my wife, didn't you say that as long as I can enter the sword of heaven, you can let me do whatever I want?"

Xuanyuan Baiying said arrogantly: "Is there any? How can I remember when you hit me, when..."

"you~"

...

Outside the hall

"Immortal Emperor Realm, this... Mother, you are also using time to speed up, right?" In Xuanyuan Palace, when he saw Aunt Qing's cultivation clearly, the little pride in Cao Meng's heart completely disappeared.

without him

Immortal Realm

One must know that before entering the palace, his cultivation level was comparable to that of his mother.

I have enjoyed five hundred times the acceleration of time, and there are [-] blood god sons practicing and enlightening together.

who knows…

He was crushed in terms of cultivation.

and kendo

What surprised Cao Meng the most was her kendo.

He couldn't sense the strength of her sword at all.

"Baolian swordsmanship, mother, what level have you practiced?"

Aunt Qing smiled and said: "Not much, just a little bit better than you. How about it, I'm not worse than you as a mother, am I?"

"This~"

Cao Meng is numb

Has this traverser met the son of the plane?

What a joke.

One Xuanyuan Baiying is fine, now there is another one, and it is his own mother.It's too...

"No~"

Cao Meng was startled, and with his tyrannical mental strength, he could clearly sense that the true spirit of his mother was dissipating... It can't be said to be dissipating, but returning to this chaotic world.

"True spirit, mother, what is going on with you, why is your true spirit dissipating, what is going on here!"

Cao Meng's expression changed drastically.

"Who is it, who hurt you?"

Cao Meng knew that some strong people's methods, after hurting people, can continuously dissipate people's primordial spirit and true spirit, even the strong in the imperial realm can't stand it.

"No, no one."

Aunt Qing smiled helplessly.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't hide it from him.

"What's going on?" Cao Meng was anxious.

No matter what, the woman in front of him is his mother of the seventh generation. Although Cao Meng has no memory of empathy, his mother's love for him is not fake at all.

"It's like this..."

Aunt Qing could only briefly talk to Cao Meng about her manager.

At the end, she comforted: "Meng'er, don't be angry. The meaning of life is not in the length. For a mother, it is enough to see you safe and sound, and to keep you safe and happy when you are alive. Seven lives, I have watched you being harmed by Xiaoxiao's generation time and time again, but I can't do anything about it... Hehe, in this life, thanks to God's mercy, I have a god-level talent for calculation of the heavenly dao, a good talent for swordsmanship, and most importantly, met Bai Ying, who has obtained the supreme Baolian swordsmanship, also allowed me to find another way, realizing the supernatural power of sacrificing life to deduce the way of the sword..."

"Now, mother has the ability to protect you, and can also appreciate the supreme way of swordsmanship. She will have no regrets in this life!"

"Mother!"

Cao Meng's eyes were red.

"Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to cure you... there will be a way!"

"Well, I believe in you!" Aunt Qing gently lifted Cao Meng's cheek, and looked at him lovingly, "Besides, I won't give up, maybe when my swordsmanship will be able to enter eternity, when the time comes ,hehe…"

Preliminary Completion of Baolian Sword Art

The outside world is calm.

Cao Meng was not in a hurry to return to White Deer Academy, and stayed with his mother in Xuanyuan Secret Realm for half a month.

Then one day, Aunt Qing suddenly left without saying goodbye and left Xuanyuan Secret Realm.

"Aunt Qing must have figured something out, that's why she left, but don't worry, Aunt Qing is now in a very high realm of heaven, coupled with her talent for calculation, her ability to seek good fortune and avoid evil is almost invincible..."