Lord of Devour

The sun shines through the treetops and falls into the forest.On the tall black iron wood, the boy sat on a thick branch, holding a delicate ancient purple sword in his arms.The boy lowered his head, looking at the purple ancient sword in his arms, his expression became more and more puzzled.

The young man was Ling Lin, and the ancient sword at this time was not even half a bit fierce.No one would associate this exquisite ancient sword that looked like a work of art with that monstrous magic sword.

Ling Lin rubbed the ancient sword carefully, with a concentrated expression.The trace of doubt on the brow showed that the young man was not calm at this time.

"What is the origin of this ancient sword that I brought out from the mysterious pool?"

"Father."

Ling Lin felt chills when he heard such a voice.

Who is calling? !

The sun shines on the treetops and casts a large shadow. At this time, the dark wood forest is a little more weird.Looking around, there is no one in the empty ironwood forest, except for the large black ironwood, which is still black ironwood, endless, like a black ocean.

"Could it be hallucinations?" Ling Lin murmured, but he didn't really believe it, "How could a martial artist still have auditory hallucinations!"

"Father." This time the voice was clearer than before.

Ling Lin suddenly fixed his eyes on the ancient sword in his arms.He clearly felt that the voice came from here just now!

Incredible!

Ling Lin stood up with a bang.In an instant, he almost threw the ancient sword in his hand.All of this was too evil for him!

A sword actually spoke!Excalibur has a spirit, but this is too spiritual.Clicking his tongue, Ling Lin felt that this mysterious ancient sword was slowly revealing its misty corner.

In fact, Ling Lin can't be blamed for making such a fuss, after all, this is only the third day he came to Qingyuanzong.Now he is still a rookie in the cultivation world.Some knowledge about the cultivation world can be described as seriously poor.

While Ling Lin was thinking wildly, a strong suction came, and before he had time to resist, his consciousness was pulled into a special space.

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In the dark purple sky, a round of black sun hangs high, exuding boundless evil.On the red ground, you can see the corpses of huge beasts lying in disorder.Nearest to Ling Lin, there is a dragon-shaped creature.

It has a huge body like a hill, under the four thick arms are several meters long sharp claws, and there are dangerous bone spurs growing on the scale-covered body.Ling Lin could even feel its icy light.

"This guy can blow me to death in one breath." Although Ling Lin didn't know how strong this guy was, he felt that his strength was absolutely terrifying.

However, it is such a powerful beast, but now it is lying here.On Guanghua's neck, the huge head disappeared.Obviously, the head was beheaded by someone with a sword.

It was really hard for Ling Lin to imagine how powerful his cultivation was to be able to do it.But here, such ferocious beasts abound, and the aura emanating from the dead bodies of some ferocious beasts is even more terrifying than this dragon-shaped beast!

"Where did I come to?" Ling Lin walked slowly, and along the way, he saw various ferocious beasts.There are fierce beasts in the shape of tigers with wings stuck out from behind, huge snake-like beasts with several heads, and four pairs of bird-like beasts with scales on their wings... But Ling Lin can only wait and see from a distance. Although the beast was dead, the domineering aura emanating from its corpse still made Ling Lin's body tear apart.

"This is simply a huge mausoleum of fierce beasts." The more Ling Lin looked at it, the more frightened he became.

However, Ling Lin noticed a phenomenon. In addition to the corpses of fierce beasts, there were also corpses of fierce beasts, and there were only corpses of fierce beasts!

Could it be...an incredible idea found in Ling Lin's mind.They must have all been killed by the same person.

"Oh my god!" Ling Lin was also taken aback by his own thought. Is there such a powerful person in this world? !

"Father." A purple figure appeared in front of Ling Lin.

"You...you are the purple ancient sword?" Ling Lin lowered his head, looked at the little fat man in front of him who only reached his knees, and felt the familiar aura coming from him, Ling Lin said in surprise.

This is a little boy carved in powder and jade, wearing a purple bellyband.A pair of big watery eyes were looking at Ling Lin pitifully at this moment, gently tugged on Ling Lin's trousers, and said in a low voice, "Father."

Picking up the little fat man, Ling Lin asked puzzledly, "Why do you call me father?"

"Because you woke me up, the first thing I saw was you, so you are my father." The little fat man said in a childish voice.

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After talking for a long time, Ling Lin roughly figured out all this.This ancient purple sword is named "Purple Blood", and the little fat man is the new sword spirit of this purple blood sword.Because it is a new sword spirit, the little fat man is not very clear about this purple blood sword, but only vaguely knows that the former owner of this purple blood sword is a very powerful existence.The ferocious beast in this dark purple space is only a part of his life.But then it seemed that he encountered a catastrophe, and his life and death were unknown, and even the Zixue Sword almost collapsed, and the sword spirit dissipated.

As time passed, the Purple Blood Sword was also slowly recovering.During countless years of recuperation, although it still hasn't recovered to one ten-thousandth of the peak period, a new sword spirit has gradually been brewed, and the appearance of Ling Lin has made the purple blood sword sleeping in the mysterious pool even more powerful. wake.

"Then this is the space inside the Purple Blood Sword." Ling Lin said.

"Yes." The little fat man nodded.

Looking up at the black sun hanging high, Ling Lin thought to himself: This is probably the source of the Zixue Sword's fierce aura.Feeling the immeasurably vast and unfathomable evil spirit, Ling Lin murmured, "It would take a lot of killings to gather such a huge amount of evil spirit." Then, he looked at the corpses of fierce beasts all over the place, and seemed to understand. What.

Ling Lin found himself really lucky!The current sword spirit is a little fat man who was just born, pure as a piece of white paper, and calls himself father.If the ancient and powerful sword spirit hadn't passed away, it's hard to say what's going on now.

Looking at the little guy in front of him who had saved him twice, Ling Lin's eyes flashed tenderness.Touching the little guy's head, Ling Lin said, "I'll call you Zilin from now on. Also, I'm not your father, so I'll call you brother from now on."

"Brother." Zi Lin is very obedient, Ling Lin is his only relative.

This is simply a huge treasure house, holding Zilin in his arms, Ling Lin asked: "How can I get in and out?"

"Brother can come in and out with just one thought. In the future, brother will only need one thought to come in." Zilin said, "But now, Zilin can no longer accompany brother, Zilin is so tired, Zilin is going to sleep .”

Ling Lin saw that Zi Lin's body was gradually becoming darker...