Battle God Emperor

The hurricane swept from the front, blowing on doutian's face, there was an indescribable sting, and even several sword marks.

The wind blade is the essence of the sword, extremely sharp, even the soul of the God can be cut, fight heaven will read a move, the soul of the God in vain into a black sword.

Hoo Hoo!

Countless swords roared down, with doutian as the center, forming a whirlpool of swords, which resisted the storm of swords.

Dou Tian's eyes are fixed on the front. What makes him difficult to calm down is that there is a ten meter square space in front of him. There are countless sharp swords in the space and on the surrounding stone walls. The sword storm is emitted from these numerous sharp swords.

There are many sharp swords. Doutian can't cope with them.

Moreover, even after countless years, each sword is still in good condition, which is much better than the weapon found in the ancient ruins of the dead desert last time.

"With so many swords, which one is the real magic weapon?" Doutian had a headache for a while. There are thousands of swords here. You can't touch every sword and feel it again.

"It's said that when the weapon level reaches a certain level, it will produce a kind of spirituality. It has its own life and will and become a real weapon. It's like the Shura holy sword. It needs to be suppressed before it can recognize the master. Although I don't really understand the will of Kendo, I have sword patterns. So, can I use sword patterns to sense one by one?" Dou Tian narrowed his eyes.

Although he didn't know which real magic sword was, he knew that there must be a real sword here.

I don't know how long the warbeast mountain has existed. Naturally, it has many strongmen's caves and relics. But he doesn't know who left the sword forest, and he has so many swords.

Thinking of this, Dou Tian walked slowly towards the sword forest. It took him half a cup of tea to sit in the center of the sword forest. His body radiated countless sword Qi. Surrounded by the sword Qi, he turned into mysterious patterns, which was obviously the sword pattern that Dou Tian understood.

The sword pattern is dense and spreads around. Strangely, the sword Qi in the sword forest retreats like a tide when it touches several swords with the pattern.

No, to be exact, it is directly integrated into the sword pattern.

At the next moment, all the swords in the sword forest vibrated, as if they had a certain resonance, worshiping in the direction of fighting heaven.

Wanjian emperor!

If people see it, they will be shocked. This is the trend of wanjian Dynasty. Only those who understand the terrible will of Kendo can do this.

At least, it's not something that can be done in fairyland.

All this comes down to doutian's understanding of the sword pattern. Even the will of Kendo is derived from the sword pattern, and the sword pattern is naturally superior to the will of kendo.

This is also the reason why the Sword Fairy thought that doutian's sword of killing and cutting was beyond the will of kendo.

Boom!

The sword forest vibrated violently. Not far away from doutian, the ground suddenly split and the earth and rock collapsed. Then a hot heat wave came from the ground, which scared doutian.

Looking around, the ground is a hot pool of magma, boiling hot magma gushing, bubbling and rumbling.

He was just about to run away when suddenly a flame appeared in the void. Looking carefully, it was a thin old man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes. There was no one like him at all.

Only those eyes are very clear.

Dou Tian felt that he was imprisoned by a terrible force, and his body couldn't move. This virtual shadow just made him gasp.

Doutian can't imagine how terrible it would be if he was a real person.

If Dou Tian hadn't seen a ghost of the heart refining tower, he would have been scared to death. He thought he was going to hell.

"I've met you before." Doutian forced himself to calm down.

"After nine thousand nine hundred years, I finally saw the Shura sword." The old man lightly vomited a word, the Mou son stares at Dou Tian, as if want to see through Dou Tian generally.

After nine thousand nine hundred years? Doutian takes a cool breath. Has the old man lived for nine thousand nine hundred years?

It seems that I am the inheritor of the 19th generation Shura holy sword. How come it's nine thousand nine hundred years old.

However, it seems that the inheritance of the last generation of Shura was a thousand years ago. Doutian is relieved that the 18th and 19th generations can be separated by a thousand years. What's the point of inheriting 10000 plants in the 19th generation.

"Master, it's the presence of the holy sword of induction Shura that exposes this place?" Doutian suddenly surprised, didn't the previous Shura sword inheritors come here?

"Yes," the old man said with a dull voice, "there's not much time for aging. There are two things passed on to you. Take the sword."

The old man suddenly stretched out a hand to doutian. Doutian frowned. Did he just give him the Shura sword?

How can I, in case this guy is cheating?

Thinking of this, doutian pulled out a sword on the ground beside him and threw it to the old man. However, the sword went directly through the old man's body."Eh?" Doutian looks strange.

"Since you don't want it, let it go." The old man light way, also not angry.

When the old man said this sentence, doutian felt that he had lost a lot of things in his heart, and quickly called out: "master, wait."

As soon as the words came to an end, Dou Tian took out the Shura sword without hesitation. Anyway, the old man was just a shadow. Even if he took the Shura sword, it was meaningless.

Moreover, since the old man can sense the existence of Shura holy sword, it must have a lot to do with Shura holy sword.

"Never again." The old man hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded. He took the Shura sword from doutian. Strangely, he actually took it this time.

Just in the next scene, doutian almost went all out with the old man. With a wave of his hand, the old man threw the Shura sword directly into the magma pool below.

Without waiting for doutian's reaction, the old man flicked his finger a little, a streamer of light shot into doutian's eyebrows, and then a quiet voice rang out: "this is the way to unseal the Shura holy sword, remember."

Doutian closed his eyes and felt a piece of information in his mind. It was about the origin of Shura holy sword and the use of Shura holy sword. Of course, the most important thing was how to unseal Shura holy sword.

"The way to unseal? Is the Shura sword sealed Dou Tianlu was shocked. The Shura sword is very strong now. If even the seal is so terrible, what will happen when it is unsealed!

Suddenly, Dou Tian opened his eyes and looked around in surprise, with a look of amazement on his face.

I don't know when the old man has disappeared, the magma pool seems to have never appeared, and even the sword forest has recovered, as if nothing had happened.

"Is it a dream?" Dou Tian frowned, but it was too real, just for a short time.

However, when he lowered his head, he found that the Shura holy sword was lying quietly in his arms, with a flicker of sword spirit.

Doutian could clearly feel that the Shura sword had changed, but he could not tell where it had changed.