Burning Heaven Jue God

Chapter 1087

In the ancient times very long ago, the strong came out in large numbers, and the heroes competed for hegemony. They perfected themselves by defeating others, and constantly sought for powerful opponents, so that they could break through. Some people stood out, but more disappeared in the long river of time. Become a stepping stone for others to climb to the top.

Can Jian, a name full of legends, is the outstanding one who stands out among countless geniuses. He shines brightly and has achieved a great reputation in the world.

In the early days of the ancient times, the name of the broken sword was enough to make the world tremble, and make all the strong people tremble. This is an invincible existence.

Even today, Can Jian is still one of the best sword cultivators in the world. Few people can match his attainments in the way of swordsmanship. He is known as the number one sword cultivator in the world. Under the circumstances, there is almost no opponent.

It's a pity that his talent was too high against the sky, and he was jealous of the sky. When he hit the reincarnation realm, he encountered a shocking catastrophe. Although he fought hard, he still fell down in the end, unable to recover, leaving behind eternal regrets. The same fate as Pan Wu Xingjun.

The catastrophe that Can Jian faced at the beginning was really terrifying, and it was rare in the world. Even some strong men who had achieved the reincarnation state at that time thought that the tribulation of reincarnation they experienced was far from what Can Jian faced.

It is really that Can Jian is too strong, exhausting the power of heaven and earth, he will be envied by heaven in the end, if he is facing a normal reincarnation state, it will not be a problem at all, if that is the case, there will be one more reincarnation state in the world The strong, and will not leave the eternal misery in vain!

Undoubtedly, Can Jian's bad luck was due to his bad luck, and it was a dark fate that bound him. Although he had gone against the sky and tried his best to fight, he failed in the end and failed to change his own destiny. It's sad, sad!

Bai Yi was sure that this tomb belonged to that kendo wizard. He already felt a heaven-defying sword intent, and there was a broken sword beside the tombstone. Although it was broken, it still contained a terrifying sword. Meaning, the word "Can Tian" can be vaguely seen on the sword, it is the sword that belongs to Can Jian, and he is relying on this sword to traverse the world, invincible, and even gods and demons are afraid of it.

"It's a pity, a generation of swordsmanship wizards just went away, and it's not bad to have a home. Was it the ancient emperor of the Six Paths who buried his bones here?"

Bai Yi couldn't help but sigh a little, what a pity for such an outstanding person.

What's more, it's a pity for the unique technique created by him. The Cantian Yijian is definitely the strongest sword move in the past and present. Among the sword moves created by Wufeng Sword Body in later generations, there is also a Cantian Yijian, which is derived from Canjian It's just that he hasn't absorbed the most essence of it, and it can't compare with Can Jian's sword moves.

It's a pity that Can Jian walks alone and has no heirs, so no one will inherit his mantle, making his inheritance broken, otherwise it will definitely become an extremely powerful lineage between heaven and earth.

For such a strong man, Bai Yi has great respect in his heart. The path he wants to take is actually the same as Can Jian. The future is uncertain, but no matter what, he will go forward bravely, break the shackles of fate, and leave no regrets .

Very solemnly, Bai Yi knelt down in front of the grave, and worshiped from the bottom of his heart. Can Jian was a strong man he really admired and was worthy of his kneeling.

hum!At this moment, the broken sword suddenly trembled, made a heavy sword sound, and then pulled out automatically.

Bai Yi's eyes turned, just in time to see the strong man sitting cross-legged move, reached out to hold the broken sword, and began to practice various sword tactics.

Seeing this scene, Bai Yi couldn't help being stunned, his mind was completely attracted by the sword art that the man displayed, and he couldn't extricate himself.

"Chang Tian Sword!"

Vaguely, Bai Yi heard a voice that seemed to be transmitted across the ages.

I saw that figure swinging the sword, a sword intent that would make the world mutilated burst out, and the seemingly ordinary sword struck out.

Immediately, Bai Yi's mind trembled, he felt a heaven-defying sword intent, cutting through the world, and vaguely saw the scene of the world being shattered, that stunning sword lingered in his mind, constantly Appearing, it was deeply imprinted in his mind, indelible.

"Can Tian Yi Sword, this is the real Can Tian Yi Sword, so mysterious, so domineering, how can such a sword intent be possessed by ordinary people."

It took a long time for Bai Yi to wake up, and he couldn't help admiring.

Bai Yi never imagined that he could actually see the real Can Tian Yi Sword, which would benefit him a lot. If he studies carefully, he may be able to reproduce this sword move in the future.

This kind of teaching, just like Yanshen fingering, is not only a method of cultivation, but also has that kind of unspeakable artistic conception, which can only be understood, but cannot be expressed in words, and everything depends on understanding.

What Bai Yi needs is exactly the kind of sword intent displayed by Can Tian Yijian, which he has deeply felt just now, and it has been deeply imprinted in his mind. When Tian Yijian really showed, he has this confidence, because he found that his sword intent and heart are actually very similar to Can Jian, they are both arrogant and domineering, disobedient to heaven and earth, so he is the last one of Can Tian Yijian. Good heir.

At this time, Bai Yi suddenly found that the figure had disappeared without a trace, and the broken sword had been inserted in front of the grave again. Everything just now was like a dream.

Vaguely, Bai Yi understood something, he didn't say anything, but earnestly bowed three times in front of the grave again, as a thank you to Can Jian for teaching him.

If it were someone else, maybe they would attack the tomb itself, wanting to break open the tomb and get some of the things in it.

But Bai Yi has no such intention, he respects Can Jian, and will never destroy his rest, no matter what is in the grave, he will not destroy it.

Moreover, a strong man like Can Jian, even if he dies, is not something anyone can offend. Just like Pan Wu Xingjun back then, to move his grave is tantamount to courting death.

After kneeling down, Bai Yi stood up and continued walking in the same direction. Since there was no obstacle, he didn't need to change direction.

Up to now, Bai Yi believes that this place is really a cemetery. He said that it is the burial place of ancient gods, but it seems that he did not brag. The people buried here should not be ordinary people. How did he obtain the bones of these strong men, and why did he do such a thing, is it because he is bored?

Three months later, Bai Yi saw the second tomb, which also belonged to a great person, and he had never said that it was called the King of Golden Silkworms, and he was a tyrannical existence among divine beasts, the ancestor of the Golden Silkworm Clan. , the cultivation base has also reached the state of chaos, and somehow he ended up dead and daoxed. After his death, he was not buried by his descendants, but was buried here by the ancient emperor of the Six Paths.

The Golden Silkworm Clan is best at using poison. Its poison is so violent that it can definitely be among the best, and few people are willing to provoke it.

Even though the Golden Silkworm Sacred King has been dead for many years, its poisonous essence still remains, and after so many years, some mutations have already occurred, and it has become a strange vitality.

Before Bai Yi could make a move, the Wanyuan Poison Pearl had already broken through the restraints of his body, appeared automatically, and absorbed all the vitality. This was the poisonous essence of the Golden Silkworm Sage King, and it had infinite uses. Metamorphosis has unimaginable benefits.

Afterwards, Bai Yi discovered a few more graves, all of which were buried by ancient strong men. The time was so long that he had never heard of them, and at the same time he did not get any benefits. He just worshiped them one by one. For the sake of greatness, it is not a disadvantage to pay homage to these past powerhouses.

At this time, Bai Yi came to another grave, which was also made of one stone like the previous ones.

What is very special is that there is light around this tomb, and there is a ball of flame floating above the tomb, emitting a faint brilliance.

In this environment, there is no doubt that there is a group of flames appearing very strange, and people can't help thinking that it is a will-o'-the-wisp.

"Xiahoubo's tomb, Xiahoubo, Xiahoubo..." Bai Yi looked at the tombstone and kept chanting.

A moment later, a bright light flashed in Bai Yi's eyes, and he said in disbelief: "It's the Lord of Heart Fire, the Lord of Heart Fire who claims to be able to manipulate the fire of people's hearts, he has already died, who can kill him? "

Xiahoubo, the god of heart and fire, had a great reputation in ancient times, because the flame he controlled was extremely special, which could stir people's heart fire and cause people to die inexplicably. He was a fearsome and terrifying existence, and no one wanted to provoke him , so as not to be burned to death by my own heart fire for no reason.

After his cultivation reached the peak, he disappeared. Many people thought that he was cultivating in seclusion, but they never thought that he had already fallen, and they didn't know what kind of doom he had encountered.

Bai Yi couldn't help but feel very emotional. Along the way, seeing so many tyrannical beings dying, he lamented the fragility of life. Who can say that he is truly immortal? Compared to these existences, he is now nothing more than an ant. To survive, he still needs to become stronger, and continue to become stronger until he becomes the strongest in this world.

Naturally, Bai Yi's eyes fell on the flame. There is no doubt that this flame was left by the God of Heart Fire, and it is definitely not an ordinary fire. Although it looks very gentle, if you touch it, you will definitely die There will be great disaster.

Although Bai Yi was very tempted, but think about it or forget it, people can't be too greedy, otherwise they don't know how they died.

Same as before, Bai Yi seriously worshiped in front of the grave, since he came, he had to leave without paying attention.

When Bai Yi was worshiping, a fire appeared in his body, releasing a powerful suction force, which absorbed the flame on the tomb, and before Bai Yi could react, he directly absorbed the flame up.

"Burning Heaven Gourd!"

Bai Yi immediately knew what had happened, and there was nothing else that could do this kind of thing except the Burning Heaven Gourd.

Shaking his head helplessly, Bai Yi stood up. Ever since he came to this space, everything seemed weird. He couldn't use his own power, and he couldn't use any treasures. He had completely become an ordinary person, but Those treasures really like to make their own decisions and do some things out of his control. At first, it was the magic sealing order that brought him to this space. The gourds have already moved, and he really came to hunt for treasure.