The strongest training system

Chapter 911
Seeing this, Wang Hao immediately soared into the sky, and with a movement of the real dragon sword in his hand, he instantly entered the realm of human-sword integration. He is the real dragon sword, and the real dragon sword is him. Shuttle back and forth in the pool, extremely sharp.

But Wang Hao, who is in the unity of human and sword, regards these as nothing, a sword shadow quickly shuttles through the sword intent of the sky burial, especially conspicuous in the thousands of sword rains, the outstanding light shows the extraordinaryness of this sword glow .

"Years... make people old" used in the realm of the unity of human and sword, it has reached a new peak, unprovoked, formless, nameless, this is the true meaning of time, the vast sword intent swept across the sword light of reincarnation and sky burial, pointed at Supreme Sword God.

The breath of time paves the surface, like an eternal river of time flowing on him, the breath of the whole body, the sword momentum is taken away by the flowing river of time, the figure of the Supreme Sword God becomes vain in an instant, and the sky burial of reincarnation permeates the entire space His sword intent and sword glow gradually disappeared.

The Supreme Sword God is originally a fragment of the soul, which will dissipate with the refinement of the years. Seeing the vain figure of others, he is about to disappear. Wang Hao quickly absorbed the sword intent condensed by the law of time, but the fragments of the sword god's soul did not stop. Stay vain.

He has existed for too long, and he has persisted for too long in the state of fragments of the soul, and with the realization of his long-cherished wish for many years, naturally there is no point in persisting.

Without delay, Wang Hao quickly received his soul fragments into the system...

"You won! You are the new supreme sword god." Before being swallowed by the system, Wang Hao only heard him say this sentence. Although he was lonely, Wang Hao heard relief in these words. Yes, He was indeed relieved, his life of solitude and defeat ended in the most satisfactory way, and he was satisfied.

Everything in the sword pool of the wine cellar has returned to calm, and there is still some breath of the Supreme Sword God, but it will soon dissipate with the wind blowing from the entrance of the cave. First place, that is Wang Hao.

Wang Hao was deeply impressed by the original sword god, whether it was the sword dance neon or the celestial burial reincarnation. He is also worthy of the name of the supreme sword god. Wang Hao also expects that in the future, there will be someone who can compete with him in swordsmanship in this world.

"System, how many memories have you recovered?" Wang Hao said with emotion. The sword god who was standing in front of him like a real person just now has been swallowed by the system at this moment, and he has nowhere to look for traces.

He didn't get a systematic answer, probably because he hadn't fully digested his memory. Wang Hao looked at the wine cellar behind him. There was not much wine left in each jar, and each jar was broken. The aroma of wine was unrestrained, and when he noticed this, Wang Hao was completely drunk.

Seeing that there were only four or five jars of wine left, Wang Hao felt a little regretful, and couldn't help but stepped forward to pick up one jar and lifted the seal, and drank it in one gulp. Spiritual power, vitality, and even a vague artistic conception are also in it.

No longer tasting, Wang Hao took a big gulp, and suddenly felt a sense of ecstasy, just this one sip, Wang Hao was really completely drunk, and poured down a large jar of wine.

This is the aroma of wine accumulated over the years, full of the vicissitudes of the years, and even with the sword spirit of the sword god, reciprocating reincarnation, self-birth and death is called a sky burial, this... seems to be somewhat familiar, after thinking for a while, let the king Hao found the source of familiarity.

The Sword God's sword intent and his own sword intent seem to have something in common. Sky burial and reincarnation are both the cause and effect of time. If they don't pass through the years, they can be attributed to years. Therefore, the Sword God's sword intent is also an understanding of time. , but not as good as Wang Hao.

"Wang Hao" Just when Wang Hao was deeply attracted by the aroma of the wine and opened another jar of wine, the system stopped him and stopped the hand grabbing the wine jar.

"When the system wakes up, how many memories have you recovered?" Wang Hao asked.

"A lot." The two sons made Wang Hao's heart beat violently, and he also recovered his memory when devouring other Supreme God's soul fragments. However, she never said a lot. Wang Hao knew it very well, and made the system say a lot of two words , What does it mean, it is possible to restore most of the memories.

"Have you recovered all the memories about the Sword God?" Wang Hao said anxiously, he really wanted to know the story of the Sword God.

"It's all recovered, but it's a little heavier, and it took me a little longer to digest." After the system finished speaking, although her voice was flat, she sighed softly after she finished speaking.

Wang Hao always thought that the experience of the elf god was already heavy enough, but after devouring his soul fragments, the system did not show much. Instead, it was the sword god who made the system show such an expression.

"It's not easy to hear the word "heavy" from your mouth." Wang Hao didn't ask what was the experience, but said such a sentence with emotion. Wang Hao knew that the system would tell him what should be said. It can be said that there are some experiences that Wang Hao does not need to understand, because everyone in the path of cultivation has his own experience, whether it is smooth, or reborn from thorns, he does not need to understand, nor is he interested in understanding, because , He has his own mission and his own life.

"This place is his life's painstaking effort. It is the place where he practiced his sword, and also the place where he refined his sword. When he first entered the Sword Prison, most of the sword mounds you saw were swords he practiced himself." The system said.

When Wang Hao heard this, he was very surprised. There are at least tens of thousands of swords in the sword mound, most of which are made by himself, each of which has its own sword heart, sword nature, and some even have sword spirits.

If it is just an ordinary sword, there is no need to say much, but if the sword has a spirit and a heart, it must be forged with heart, and it must have enough strength while consuming painstaking efforts. Thousands of swords, thousands of hearts, although Wang Hao The kendo of the transcendent sword god, but it is admirable.

"Other things, I don't want to talk to you too much, and there is no need..." What the system said was naturally about the Divine Sword Tianhong. Wang Hao still understands this, and let him dissipate with the wind. , why bother to be serious, anyway, Tianhong Sanling is also his own idea.

"It's a pity that this wine cellar has been destroyed, and there are not many good wines left." Wang Hao said, the feeling of drinking just now came up again, and he actually felt the surge of spiritual energy in his body, which transformed into Divine power quickly restored his physical strength.

This should be regarded as a pleasant surprise. Wang Hao really did not expect that this wine would have such an effect. He opened another jar and poured it down suddenly. , reciprocating reincarnation, attributed to cause and effect.

The drunkenness came quickly, and Wang Hao took advantage of the strength of the wine to dance in the wine cellar with the sword of the real dragon. It is light, but it opens and closes, and walks completely with the will.

Between going back and forth, they actually danced into the pool of swords, with boiling magma under their feet, and various swords hanging on the cliff, all of which were swords from the hands of the sword god, each sword was giving birth to the sword soul, Very precious.

But Wang Hao was not attracted by these, and he just danced the sword... The sword follows his mind, how many swordsmen are bound by sword moves, and cannot move swords according to their own minds, there are people who can reach this state In the way of the sword, there are all the strong among the strong.

Wang Hao walked in this artistic conception for a long time before he woke up, and his state of mind was raised to another level, but the moment Wang Hao woke up, his footsteps sank, and he fell into the tumbling magma.

The scorching temperature burned away Wang Hao's robes, and even devoured Wang Hao and the sword of the real dragon. The supreme sword god stayed in the magma forging swords for a long time, and even found him in the divine sword Tianhong. At the time, the fragments of his soul were still in the magma, did he want to cast himself into the sword?
What he pursued was also the unity of human and sword, but he didn't seem to be successful. He could only control the Longevity Demon Sword in that way. If he hadn't cut off the past, would he have been able to become one with the divine sword Tianhong?
"What are you thinking! It's this time, haven't you sobered up yet?" The system scolded, pulling Wang Hao back from his thoughts. His whole body was surrounded by magma, and the scorching temperature scorched every inch of his skin. Even the sword of the real dragon is in it, unable to get out.

This temperature is not lower than Wang Hao's refining fire, and the True Dragon Sword has a tendency to melt, but there seems to be a kind of suction below, making Wang Hao and the True Dragon Sword continue to sink. I don't know how deep this magma pool is. If it sinks to the bottom, not to mention the sword of the real dragon, even Wang Hao will melt together.

At this time, Wang Hao's divine power concentrated, and as soon as the impact came out, his body suddenly felt a strange feeling. His divine power reached a critical point again. The bottleneck directly promoted Wang Hao's cultivation to the middle rank of the god king.

The strange feeling of pleasure made Wang Hao's body even more excited, and he waved the real dragon sword without any rules, and a five-clawed golden dragon burst out from the real dragon sword, which was transformed by the sword spirit of the real dragon sword. , with the improvement of Wang Hao's cultivation base, the sword spirit was able to leave the sword body.

This is the difference between the Taoist weapon and the divine grade. The sword spirit broke through the sword god of the real dragon sword, flew directly above the magma, separated the magma, and formed a watershed full of flames. Wang Hao followed the divine power of this watershed It ran and flew directly up.

As soon as his head was exposed, a crackling thunder came down and hit Wang Hao's head. A burnt smell came into Wang Hao's breath. It was the smell of his own burnt hair.

The power of this thunder calamity seems to be a bit strong. In the magma, Wang Hao only burned his clothes. How could he be burned by the thunder calamity!This is what Wang Hao is puzzled about, but he has no time to think about it.

Another wave of sky thunder fell, submerging the entire sword pool, and the endless thunder calamity hit Wang Hao's body, even cracking Wang Hao's skin. This was something that had never happened before.

There is something wrong with this Thunder Tribulation, definitely something wrong!

Wang Hao's heart froze, he stretched out the hand that was not holding the sword, and grabbed the thunder and lightning that was attacking him. A tingling sensation spread throughout Wang Hao's body, but Wang Hao did not let go, Because he seems to have caught substantial lightning.

He felt that there seemed to be a creature wriggling in his hand and attacking him, and it succeeded. Although it didn't hurt him much, it did hurt his hand.

(End of this chapter)