In the vast starry sky, a bright meteor shower passed by, and the meteor shower disappeared at the other end of the starry sky.
The group of god-like figures remained motionless, as if the meteor shower had nothing to do with them. The god holding the ancient sword condensed his eyes, and he said faintly: "They are just ants who don't know the heights of the world, ridiculous human race." Ding Xiaoyi saw the picture emerging from the ancient sword city. He didn't know why the Yin and Yang wheel was there. Looking back, you can see the scene in the ancient sword.
He saw the huge sword array being shattered by the god holding the ancient sword, then turning into a bright meteor shower and disappearing at the end of the starry sky.
Immediately, the scene in the ancient sword changed to the desolate world, and the golden figure appeared again.
The golden figure looked towards him again. Ding Xiaoyi didn't know who the golden figure was, but he saw the murderous intent in the other person's eyes.
That murderous intention seemed to be able to travel from eternity. With murderous intent and eyes as bright as a torch, Ding Xiaoyi's heart trembled inexplicably. He felt that the golden figure could see him as if it could travel through eternity.
Could this be the great power from ancient times? Ding Xiaoyi thought it was incredible that he could be seen through time and space from ancient times.
The picture in the ancient sword is very real, as if it was specially carved into it. Ding Xiaoyi knew that the scene in this ancient sword should be real.
Who is that golden figure, and what is the identity of the god holding the ancient sword? Are those gods standing tall in the vast starry sky really immortals?
All these doubts are lingering in Ding Xiaoyi's mind. What is the truth? The ancient sword in the god's hand was obviously far more powerful than the ancient sword in front of him.
Where did the disintegrated Zhuxian Sword Formation go? Ding Xiaoyi had many doubts in his heart. The picture in the giant eyes disappeared, and only the majestic desolate aura surged from the ancient sword.
Ding Xiaoyi let out a long breath. The scene he saw was so real that it sent chills down his spine.
He knew what was happening in this picture was real. The time may have passed eternity, and it may have happened in the ancient times or in ancient times.
He raised his head and looked at the ancient sword again. The ancient sword said nothing, and neither did he. Only Senior Sister Lin on the side frowned, and she looked at Ding Xiaoyi next to her in confusion.
"It turns out that this ancient sword is just an imitation, and the Law of the Desolate Avenue is just one of them." Ding Xiaoyi suddenly realized.
Although the ancient sword in front of him was the same as the ancient sword in the hand of the god he saw in the picture, the power of this ancient sword was far less than that of the ancient sword in the hand of the god.
There is only one great law in this ancient sword, and that is the law of desolation.
"What did you say?" Senior Sister Lin asked Ding Xiaoyi very doubtfully.
"Actually, this ancient sword is not unconquerable. I want to surrender this ancient sword." Ding Xiaoyi showed a confident smile on his face, and he replied to Senior Sister Lin.
Senior Sister Lin looked at Ding Xiaoyi like an idiot. She must have thought that Ding Xiaoyi might be crazy. The desolate aura contained in this ancient sword could swallow up their vitality in an instant.
Compared to this ancient sword, Ding Xiaoyi is simply a mortal. It should be said that Ding Xiaoyi is worse than a mortal, just an ant.
Even she couldn't easily boast about conquering this ancient sword in Haikou. Why Ding Xiaoyi could do it? She was very curious.
Ding Xiaoyi ignored Senior Sister Lin's rolling eyes. He looked at the ancient sword with blazing eyes.
"Be careful yourself." Senior Sister Lin stepped back. Before leaving, she did not forget to pay attention to Ding Xiaoyi.
After she said the words, she felt a strange feeling. Why should I care about him? They have been in a life-or-death relationship for a long time. Either she dies or Ding Xiaoyi dies.
Ding Xiaoyi naturally did not notice the subtle changes in Senior Sister Lin. He looked at the ancient sword with burning eyes.
He knew that the process must be difficult, but he knew that if he surrendered this ancient sword, he would gain huge rewards.
The inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword Formation should be under this ancient sword. This ancient sword suppressed the inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.
Because this ancient sword recorded the image of the god smashing the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it should be that the god did it deliberately.
The purpose is to make the person who can unlock the secret of this ancient sword feel fearful. He doesn't know why the god would do this, but the other person has absolute confidence.
He just wants to make the practitioners who unlock the secret of this ancient sword despair. The ideas of gods are usually unexpected.
Ding Xiaoyi knew that he might have guessed the god's idea correctly, and he was sure that the Immortal Killing Sword Formation must be under the ancient sword.
The Sword Tomb was formed earlier than the Sword Pavilion. Did the fragmented Zhuxian Sword Formation fall here? This made the sword mound filled with sword energy and became a forbidden place.
That god should also have found the broken Zhuxian Sword Formation and the inheritance of this swordsmanship, so he made this ancient sword and suppressed the Zhuxian Sword Formation below.
If his guess is true, then in addition to this ancient sword being a rare artifact, there is also the inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword Formation underneath this ancient sword.
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. The Immortal Killing Sword Formation could kill even immortals.
Although the Zhuxian Sword Formation was fragmented, the inheritance of the Zhuxian Sword Formation was obtained. In the future, he can kill the real immortal by killing someone above the sky. It is not a peerless killing weapon.
The opportunity was right in front of him. Ding Xiaoyi looked at the ancient sword and took a big step forward. The aura billowing like a huge wave surged upwards, and supreme power gathered around him.
The seeds of the laws of heaven and earth in his destiny sea also stirred up the power of laws. At this moment, his whole body was surrounded by rays of light that were like fairy lights.
He clenched his hands in the air, and the sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The peerless human sword and the ancient sword met. Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were blazing and his face was solemn. He held the long sword tightly in both hands and slowly approached the ancient sword.
The ancient sword kept making gentle buzzing sounds, and the ancient desolate energy surged up, and the desolate power surged towards Ding Xiaoyi like a huge wave.
Ding Xiaoyi staggered, and the long sword in his hand stabbed towards the ancient sword. The long sword stirred up a simple brilliance, and the long sword pierced into the desolate aura.
The whole body of the ancient sword couldn't help but tremble, the aura of desolation surging out became more intense, and the power of desolation became even more majestic.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure continued to sway, and the long sword in his hand was like a three-year-old child raising a sword and stabbing it down into the desolate power of the roaring waves.
"Boom...", the desolate power hit Ding Xiaoyi's body like a shot, causing Ding Xiaoyi to fly up in a panic.
With a "bang", Ding Xiaoyi's body fell heavily. After a burst of flying sand and rocks, Ding Xiaoyi stood up with a grin on his face.
The desolate power unleashed by the ancient sword was too majestic, and his spiritual sea was completely destroyed and he could not confront it head-on. With a shake of his body, Ding Xiaoyi rushed into the desolate force field of the ancient sword again. The long sword in his hand stabbed the ancient sword flatly, and another roar sounded.
The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand didn't even hold on for half a quarter of an hour before it was rebounded by the huge force of desolation and hit the ground.
Ding Xiaoyi's anger flew into the air, the ancient power lingered around him, and the long sword in his hand was condensed with layers of power of law. He staggered closer to the ancient sword.
"Roar..." Ding Xiaoyi roared from the bottom of his heart, and the roar turned into a sound wave like a volcanic explosion.
The power of desolation became stronger and stronger, and Ding Xiaoyi seemed to be suppressed by countless invisible mountains. His figure was getting closer and closer to the ancient sword.
"Buzz...", the light of the Prison God surged up, lingering towards the ancient sword. And the ancient sword made bursts of clear chants, as if it sensed danger.
"Suppress", Ding Xiaoyi shouted sharply, and the Xuantian Seal in his left hand turned into a stream of light and struck hard at the ancient sword.
"Dang...", the lingering sound shook the world, and the Xuantian Seal hit the ancient sword. The huge impact directly shook the ancient sword.
Ding Xiaoyi ordered the divine brilliance of the sea to rise up, and the rays of divine brilliance poured towards the sword in his hand.
"Buzz...", the ancient sword trembled, and the aura of desolation surged out like an overwhelming force. Ding Xiaoyi instantly felt the vitality in his body begin to flow away.
Then, his sea of life glowed with dazzling light, all kinds of laws of heaven and earth poured out, and the long sword roared up with the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.
