Chapter 824: Sword Hall II

On the left side, there is a row of snow-white buildings with a height of one thousand meters. There are countless circular hollows on it, which seem to be windows.

There are also engraved patterns and sharp lines in the blank places.

On the right side, there is a row of white minarets that are also a thousand meters high. Compared with the left side, the minarets here are densely packed and higher, and the shadows they bring out cover the square to some extent.

The most amazing thing is that these materials that make up the building, whether it is the wall or the ground, are slowly flowing and changing like flowing water.

There is not a single moment that is not active.

"This is the sword hall?"

Lin Xin was a little dazed.

The huge square with a length and width of thousands of meters was empty.

Looking in from the windows of the buildings on both sides, there is no living thing at all.

There is still a white cloudy sky above the head, extending to the distance as far as the eye can see, with no end in sight.

With a light kick on Lin Xin's feet, he flew up lightly and flew towards the building on the left.

He quickly slipped through a round hole in the window.

Inside is an unusually simple, ordinary cave-like room with no entrance and exit, only one window.

The room was only as big as a bed. When Lin Xin entered it, he could see at a glance that the white walls and floor of the room were filled with countless line-like trajectories, changing rapidly.

The countless trajectories give people a sharp, domineering, and extremely strong temperament.

"This is the sword mark!!"

He felt a sudden shock in his heart, and quickly realized it carefully.

With his current level of attributes, the tyranny of his mental power has reached a level that ordinary people can't imagine. In an instant, hundreds of thoughts burst out at the same time, analyzing the countless sword marks seen in front of him from various angles.

But a little deeper, Lin Xin felt that if he continued to comprehend it like this, the sword marks in this room were so deep that he could definitely spend decades and not necessarily achieve anything.

But these sword marks represent traces of at least Tianzun level.

He gritted his teeth, felt pain in his heart like a knife, turned around and rushed out of the window resolutely.

If he guessed correctly, there are so many openings and so many buildings here, each of them is probably an entrance to a kind of sword mark.

The speed increased to the fastest in an instant, and Lin Xin split into thousands of afterimages in an instant, and ran across all the empty rooms in the buildings on both sides in almost a few seconds.

But the situation that horrified him happened again.

He accidentally went to the empty small room he entered for the first time, but he didn't expect that the sword marks there had changed again!

It has become a completely different kind of tyrannical swordsmanship!

Under his anxiety, he began to carefully check the other holes again.

Sure enough, it was found that all the holes had been replaced with a brand new and completely different sword mark.

boom! ! !

Lin Xin's figure suddenly stopped in the middle of the middle square, with an extremely dignified expression.

"That is to say... the sword marks here are not of the same kind at any moment, and are constantly changing. There are a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine rooms here, including the minaret.

Every minute, the sword marks in the room here will be changed! And each one is the absolute top sword intent and kendo! "

Even the size of the room is constantly changing every moment.

Lin Xin suddenly remembered the reminder given to him by Tianzun Huanyu before he came.

"Once opened, all the sword marks inside will be released and consumed over time. Don't delay any time. Choose the fastest one, comprehend it, and comprehend it."

"Choose the fastest one..."

Lin Xin murmured.

Suddenly he closed his eyes.

boom! ! !

A distorted and terrifying spiritual force exploded, spreading in all directions, and entering nine hundred and ninety-nine rooms with holes.

"Where is the Taishang Jiuyue Kamikaze Sword...?"

He quickly identified and monitored the caves, and soon, he saw similar sword marks in a room of a steeple.

Chi!

Lin Xin flew at the fastest speed, entered the room, and landed gently.

In a round hole-shaped room, there are walls, floors, and ceilings. They are constantly flowing and changing, and there are countless sword marks like simple lines, densely arranged, a natural and profound flowing combination. It exudes a palpitating madness and dead silence.

"This is the sword mark of Taishang Jiuyue's Kamikaze Sword!"

Lin Xin instantly recognized the source of this breath.

The mental power is fully deployed, scanning the subtle changes in this room every minute and every second.

The first sword, the sword of joy. it's here!

He suddenly found out the sword mark of the first sword.

As soon as the spiritual power went deep in.

'Ha ha ha ha! ! ! '

Amidst the wild laughter, a white shadow crashed towards him.

There was a terrifying and familiar kendo aura permeating his body.

clang! !

Lin Xin drew his sword suddenly, just in time to block Bai Ying's domineering slash.

"This is?" His heart sank.

The power-absorbing effect of the Sword of Joy actually offset the opponent's.

"It's also the sword of joy!!"

Before he had time to think about it, the white shadow slashed across with his sword again.

Dang bang bang bang! ! !

The two fought tens of thousands of swords in an instant, and the shadows of the swords were like rays of light, directly filling any gap in the surrounding area.

In the small empty room, it has completely become a world of sword intent and sword light and sword shadow.

The white and red sword lights are like countless red and white lines, intertwined, flowing, colliding, and then breaking.

"die!!"

Suddenly, Lin Xin stretched out his sword, and the over 3 million killing attributes exploded directly, cutting off a large piece of white sword light continuously, and fell fiercely on the white shadow.

puff! !

The white shadow disappeared, and then suddenly reappeared.

"Get angry, let's roar!! Hahahaha!!" Bai Ying laughed wildly, and his power suddenly increased dramatically.

An incomparable force slammed on Lin Xin's sword of joy, and rolled it back.

clang!

The sword of joy slashed at Lin Xin's own chest, but there was only a metallic sound, revealing a small amount of scars.

"This is the sword of anger..."

Lin Xin finally realized the aggrievedness of the Heavenly Venerates who were hacked to death by him before.

Sword of Wrath's perverted ability increased tenfold in one death, and even he felt a headache when facing it, not to mention those gods who don't have such terrifying defensive attributes like him.

Fighting all the way with Bai Ying, it took several hours. He died once and used the Sword of Wrath to barely polish the death quota of the sword of Wrath three times.

The last sword landed on Baiying's chest, blowing it into countless white smoke. Lin Xin suddenly felt a strong sense of grief spreading around him.

"Could it be... the sword of mourning??!" His heart suddenly moved. This was the third sword he hadn't comprehended yet, and he didn't even know what the effect was.

Suddenly, there was a trace of tension in his heart.

The white shadow once again condensed and emerged.

Holding a looming long sword, he walked slowly towards Lin Xin.

Even though the room was not big, he walked many steps, but it seemed that he couldn't reach the front.

Lin Xin stared at Bai Ying, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

As if the other party is the one he loves the most.

He wanted to raise the sword, but found that no matter what, he had a strong sense of resistance, as if raising the sword and facing Shirai, it was like facing the person he loved the most.

'In this world, if there is no love, no affection, what is there to be nostalgic for? '

"yes...."

Lin Xin murmured, as if he heard something.

'Don't blame me...I have no choice but to...'

"I don't blame you..." Lin Xin suddenly felt a strong sense of sadness, his heart was blocked, his eyes were slightly red, and his eye sockets seemed to be moist.

'Since you love me so much...then I have a wish...'

The voice became more and more sad.

Lin Xin's eyes were already filled with tears.

"Tell me..." In his eyes, the white shadow in front of him had become An Ying, Xiao Lingling, and Lin Yaoyang.

'That is... can I ask you to die...'

Bai Ying had already walked in front of Lin Xin at this time.

"good....."

Lin Xin was completely immersed in that sadness and mourning at this time.

He slowly extended his hand.

boom! ! !

In an instant, the white shadow in front of him was punched in the chest by him, hitting him hard in the middle of the chest.

Countless flesh and blood spurted out, and a huge red blood hole appeared directly.

"You!!? You managed to escape..." Bai Ying looked at him in disbelief.

With tears in Lin Xin's eyes, he grabbed Bai Ying with both hands and tore it violently.

puff!

Bai Ying's whole body was directly torn into two by him, and the upper half was held tightly in his arms with his head attached.

"Don't blame me..." Lin Xin hugged his head tightly, raised his head, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Everyone who wants me to die... must die!!!"

Bai Ying's horrified eyes finally became even more astonished.

Only then did he discover that Lin Xin hadn't escaped from the Sword of Mourning at all, but his essence was just like that!

Before he even had time to use the fourth sword, it completely dissipated and turned into white smoke.

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The tenth heaven.

The gray-black sky, like a solidified oil painting, was dead silent, without any trace of activity.

On the vast gray and black land, a river with a width of hundreds of meters flows slowly.

The whole body of the river was gray and black, and it was extremely turbid, but amidst the tumbling water, there was faint silver light flickering.

On the edge of a river bank, several black shadows stood calmly, quietly looking at the turbulent river.

The black figure at the front was wearing a cloak, and his face could not be seen. Only a small white chin was exposed, and the corner of his mouth had a cold arc.

"This is the river of aging..."

He stretched out his hand, and with his white and slender fingers, he gently grasped.

The river immediately flew up, hovered in his palm, and condensed into a gray-black spider.

hiss...

The spider struggled and hissed wildly at the man in black. There is a special kind of fluctuation that can make life decay around.

"Holy Lord, we traveled thousands of miles to the Tenth Heavenly Realm, and spent so much money to build the headquarters. Compared to this, why don't we manage the Shadow Realm well and choose to give up?"

A black shadow couldn't help asking in a low voice.

In this ghostly place where even the river water can kill people at any time, if you stay for a long time, even Tianzun may be polluted and invaded.

He couldn't figure out why the Holy Master would choose to come here to start over.