Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 1087
Meridians made strings, flesh and blood made the body, entered Jiuyou, took a piece of land, cast it into an exorcist piano, Jiuyou moved, the world became a death, and finally buried himself in the Duanhun Abyss.

Under the blood moon, the blood coffin came out, but there was no corpse, only a qin. It turned out that it was not that there was no corpse, but that the person who had been lying in it was him, Lin Xuan, and himself.

There is no inheritance in the Fengtian Temple, it is all his past, this is a situation, a shocking situation, to avoid the reincarnation of the heavens, to be reborn in the ninth world, to defy fate and seal the sky.

And the person who arranged this situation is him, himself, who controls everything, and has calculated for hundreds of millions of years, just for the rebirth of this life, the unity of the nine generations, and the achievement of eternity.

"Lin Xuan, we are all one person. After going through the ages, we have stepped onto the peak of the Holy Emperor eight times. We were almost able to step into the realm of eternity, but in the end we all failed."

"He, that person, he is not in the way of heaven, he is not bound by the rules of the universe, he is beyond the thousands of universes, he cut off the path of all living beings to become immortals, he is the sky, if you want to transcend, you have to destroy him, If the strength of the first life is not enough, then it will be the ninth."

"The unity of the nine generations can bring us infinitely closer to the fairyland, and we can fight against him. This battle will decide everything. If we win, we will become immortals against our fate. If we lose, the power of the nine generations will be destroyed, and we will really die. .”

He said, with a dignified look on his face, he was silent for a long time, looked at a starry sky, showed a smile, then stood up slowly, and as he stood up, the starry sky was still.

"One hundred thousand saints are buried here. I refined this piece of starry sky and set up a formation to condense their unyielding and unwillingness. They will help you integrate the ninth world."

"That person, I will hold him back, he won't be able to find this place in a short time, but you only have one year."

He said, as if he felt something, and looked beyond the starry sky, his expression froze.

"he came."

Those three words made Lin Xuan tremble. Turning his head, he saw nothing but nothing.

"Remember, your name is Lin Xuan, nine generations and nine generations, we have never lost, and this time we still won't lose."

He said, his body was blurred a little bit, as if it was about to disappear, Lin Xuan looked at him with a shocked expression.

"Who are you?" Lin Xuan asked, he looked at Lin Xuan, fell silent, and the entire starry sky fell into silence.

"Which life are you in?" Lin Xuan asked again with a condensed expression.

"Eighth."

With three faint words, the Fengtian Sword came out of its sheath and fell into his hand, a wave of sword intent spread out around him, the starry sky froze, in the darkness, in the universe, all the swords trembled.

In the eighth world, Lin Xuan was startled, and remembered a legend in the human world. An unknown swordsman rose from the midst of the twilight. With a sword, he rebelled against Tianjiao. A mysterious existence, finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

It turns out that he is the eighth life, the way of the eighth life is a sword, and a wisp of will is immortal. He wants to walk out of the starry sky and fight against that person again.

Lin Xuan came back to his senses, he had disappeared, Feng Tianjian also disappeared, a wisp of will was immortal, holding Feng Tianjian again, walked out of the starry sky, out of the universe, it would take a year for Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan looked trembling, looked at a dark starry sky, finally turned his head, and his eyes fell on the bloody stone platform in front of him.

The dense and complicated imprints, carrying circles of blood, flowed on the stone platform. There were more than [-] people kneeling around the stone platform. Lin Xuan glanced at these [-] people and his expression trembled.

Holy King!

This is the corpse of the Holy Emperor. There are more than twenty people, all of whom are Holy Emperors. They exude a terrifying aura, but they all kneel around the stone platform, as if a terrifying person once stood on the stone platform.

The burial place of the Holy Emperor, those people are right, the Holy Emperor is really buried here, but not one, but more than 20 Holy Emperors, a universe with a Holy Emperor is a first-class universe, and the universe of thousands of universes At the peak, it would be unimaginable to have more than twenty holy emperors.

Even if the Holy Emperor died for endless years, his body is still rotten. The Holy Emperor is not invincible, he is still dying, lost to the years, lost to himself, if he wants to be eternal, he can only step into the fairyland.

There are nine steps of stone stairs in front of the stone platform, all the way down, and finally stopped in front of Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan looked at the stone stairs, then at the stone platform, with a serious expression on his face, then stepped out and stepped on stone ladder.

"Buzz!"

Around the stone platform, more than [-] holy emperors trembled, all raised their heads, opened their eyes, and their eyes fell on Lin Xuan. At this moment, Lin Xuan became the only one in the starry sky.

Lin Xuan's body trembled, and more than twenty eyes all fell on him, almost crushing his soul, even if he fell, but they were all holy emperors, people who were once invincible in the world .

"Seal the sky!"

Between Lin Xuan's eyebrows, the Seal of Fengtian Temple emerged, and several phantoms appeared behind him. In an instant, the pressure from more than [-] holy emperors receded like a tide, and Lin Xuan's expression shook.

Touched the mark between the eyebrows, then walked up the stone ladder step by step, and walked towards the stone platform.

In the first step, standing behind Lin Xuan was a prehistoric giant, with scars all over his body, a starry sky reflected in his eyes, and the giant's face appeared, exactly like Lin Xuan, only a little rougher.

In the second step, an old man in a Taoist robe appeared behind Lin Xuan, with seven mysteries, eight trigrams, and nine palaces running all over his body, which was extremely mysterious. His face was also older like Lin Xuan's.

In the third step, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, ethereal as the wind, with a faint smile, seemed to be stepping on a Qingyun roc bird under his feet. Similarly, his face, which was exactly the same as Lin Xuan's, was a little more chic.

the fourth step!
the fifth step!
Step six!
Step seven!
Step [-]!
The eighth step is a man in sackcloth, with a sword in his hand, lonely and desolate all over his body. The person who was sitting on the stone platform just now still has the same face as Lin Xuan, but a little more bleak.

On the ninth step, there is no phantom, just a person, Lin Xuan, the only Lin Xuan, handsome, arrogant, and resolute, stopped for a long time on the ninth ladder, and then walked up the stone platform in one step.

Nine steps, as if walking through endless years, after Lin Xuan's ninth life, the last step fell, Lin Xuan's soul was enlightened, and the soul realm directly broke into the realm of the Holy Emperor.

Standing on the stone platform, Lin Xuan was surrounded by more than [-] holy emperors, and hundreds of thousands of saints and kings. They all knelt down to Lin Xuan. Those who knelt were not people, but their remnants.

"Ninth world, return to one!"

One voice, but it seems that nine people from different eras and different people said this sentence.

There is magic flow in Lin Xuan's body, the billowing magic energy lingers in all directions, one black and one white eyes, the chaos and the sea of ​​magic flow, at this moment, Lin Xuan seems to have turned into a god and demon, trying to devour everything.

One hundred thousand holy corpses, more than [-] corpses of the holy emperor, everything has become the nourishment of Lin Xuan, with the entire starry sky as the formation, Lin Xuan is the heart of the formation, to refine and devour all the holy corpses.

(End of this chapter)