Chapter 1 What are the qualifications!

(Does anyone understand the feeling of wanting to protect a person? Alas, spitting blood, please be happy.

PS: New volume la la la la la~)

"The breath of the heavenly sword, are you, my descendant?"

The figure that appeared on the door, the black robe floated, and his posture was peerless. He touched the hilt of the sword in the palm of his hand, slowly opened his eyes with blood and tears, and stared at Lin Fan.

"No, you are not." Lin Jianzhi suddenly shook his head again, and his figure was illusory. His soul energy was obviously not much, which was not enough to support his huge willpower. But when he saw him holding the hilt of the sword, he slowly said, "What is flowing on your body is the breath of Lin Wuqing. Which generation of heavenly sword are you? No, you do have the fate of the heavenly sword and the symbol, but you have not been recognized. What's wrong with the Lin family? Why am I here? Who are you! Who are you!"

Boom Boom--!

A series of huge explosions came from the door, deterring the heavens. There was silence in the four fields. Countless souls and wills were disintegrated by this power. The sound of explosion became louder and louder. It was not until it shocked the world that it was slightly eased. Like Lin Jianzhi's crazy expression, this sudden burst of power was also extremely crazy. Lin Fan From it, I felt the purest and most barbaric killing intention, just like a sword that exists only for killing. Once it comes out of its sheath, it must drink blood. Lin Fan believes that this pure and extreme sword spirit cannot be achieved. The so-called man is not only a sword, but also a sword is more than that.

Crazy Lin Jianzhi pulled out his long sword and waved it desperately. A large area of space turned into fragments under his sword, and the soul power supporting the space tunnel was also pulled out by him. The space seemed to be likely to collapse anytime and anywhere. Now Lin Fan had to be anxious. If this space collapses, he will be pulled. If you enter nothingness, you may not be able to return. And Lin Jianzhi's soul seems to be mutilated. He is attached to this gate and is not afraid of being pulled by nothing at all. He is not afraid, but Lin Fan is afraid.

Lin Fan immediately pulled out his long sword, and the sword of enrollment made it full of vitality, so that all kinds of flowers and plants grew in this space. It was full of vitality, relying on the power of life to support the space and resist Lin Jianzhi's soul fragments.

But after all, the other party was a swordsman who shocked the world before his death. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is invincible. The soul left by this kind of master, even if it is a remnant soul, makes Lin Fan suffer and resist.

"Is this the gap between me and the real strong? Is the universe all in one hand? I will surpass this height sooner or later. The myth of decay, then it will be decay forever. Destroy, break, and create. Blood-eyed Sword God, you can't stop me, no one can stop me from going, can't stop me from breaking this door!"

Lin Fan said word by word, and the ancient sword in his hand suddenly emitted a bloody light. A black figure appeared in the light and slowly walked to his side.

That man is the spirit of the palace.

"Ferociousness covers the sun, a sword opens the sky!"

With the familiar words, Duan Tian's originally blurred face gradually began to appear. It was a handsome face, with blood and tears in the corners of his eyes, and his thin lips seemed to be a sharp sword, waiting for the sheath to come out, but it was extremely quiet.

Blood-eyed Sword God, Lin Jianzhi!

The same face, different expressions, the same breath, different positions!

Two blood-eyed sword gods appeared in front of him and beside him. Lin Fan looked at Duan Tian in surprise and suddenly understood why he had no face, because there was a trace of Lin Jianzhi's will in his body, or it could be said to be a sleeping soul. In the past, he did not have the power to open it, so Duan Tian could only use the faceless one. The form protects himself. Judging from his arrogant appearance when he used a 'one sword', it is not difficult to guess that he does have the soul of Lin Jianzhi, and may also have some memory. Unlike the remnant soul in front of him, the memory is also incomplete and will fall into madness.

"Who are you? Are you me? No, you're not me, I'm the sword god, you're not!" The illusory Lin Jianzhi narrowed his eyes and stared at the sky. The sword in his hand was about to be lifted. The body of the sky had flowed up lightly. He held the new ancient sword that could not see the trace of 'a sword' at all. At the same time, he opened his eyes with blood and said lightly, "A remnant soul, if you want to stop my lord, it should be killed."

With a sound of killing, the remnant soul of Lin Jianzhi was suddenly split into two ends. Immediately, Duan Tian stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of his head. There seemed to be a strong suction in the palm of his hand, which crazily absorbed those remnants. At the speed visible to the naked eye, the "Lin Jianzhi" cut in half was sucked without a trace of it, and the condensed around it. Consciousness and breath are not broken, scattered and fled, and they dare not face the sky at all.

When Lin Fan saw Duan Tian's practice, he narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately said, "Well done."

The sky was silent, but the outline of his face became clearer. From his face, he can deeply experience the feeling of going through the vicissitudes of life. The knife-like edges and corners record the wind and frost, sadness, and a trace of weakness when climbing to the top. Lin Fan seemed to see the resurrection of the former sword god, carrying the unwillingness of thousands of years ago, and his heroic breath was earth-shaking.

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Fan sighed and knew that although Duan Tian had the memory of Lin Jianzhi, the personality of Duan Tian was essentially a part of Duan Tian, so he would not talk to himself more, but as a servant, he was protecting himself.

Five years of silence, as soon as Duan Tian appeared, he gave himself such a big gift. At the same time, Lin Fan was shocked, he was also very moved. Immediately, he stopped talking more words. He followed the gap that was abruptly launched, and hit him fiercely. The air of life in the surrounding space surged crazily. With his palm pushed out, he patted on the door and put this The gate, which was already dead, trembled, and even if it was activated, it slowly opened backwards, revealing the inside scene.

Behind the gate is a space tunnel. Although Lin Fan was prepared, he was still horrified when he saw such a terrible space tunnel. He frowned and said, "What a big hand has broken the space and made the tunnel independently. Is it... a strong man?"

Thinking of the supreme possibility, Lin Fan shook his head and walked steadily into the tunnel. Behind him, Duan Tian followed, speechless, but his eyes flashed with different colors, which seemed to be gratified and more like liberation.

The two bodies sank into the tunnel. The dark purple, huge passage quickly began to operate. The whine began to echo, and the huge door behind them slowly closed. With a roar, Lin Fan and Duantian also completely disappeared into the passage, directly across countless spaces and came to an unknown place.

Open your eyes and feel that the surroundings are extremely rich, which can simply turn into ** soul power. Lin Fan frowned and strode forward. The eyes around him suddenly became suddenly bright and wide. Looking forward, Lin Fan was slightly stunned and never thought of the so-called transformation. The soul pool turned out to be like this.

In front of us is a jade mountain wall with tens of thousands of feet on three sides, surrounded by a purple waterfall in a triangle. In the waterfall is the water of the soul, in which countless powerful souls bathe, revealing a look of great enjoyment. There are also some powerful souls practicing in it. It seems that they can be reincarnated anytime and anywhere, turn into their bodies on the spot, and once again dominate the wind and clouds. There are many new souls around the waterfall. The milky white appearance floated, washed away by the water of the waterfall, and immediately condensed into the substance, restoring half of the life. Power, even wisdom is restored.

"Is this the soul pool? It's really extraordinary. No wonder the demon emperor wants to build the palace in front to guard it. This kind of treasure will definitely cause terrible competition in the outside world. Every dead master will restore a lot of strength once washed, and it is possible to be reincarnant. How terrible it be?

Lin Fan praised the power of this soul pool. At the same time, he glanced at it and found two more powerful souls. One is the wise man of the monster, Zhi Wuji, and Lei Peng, who was killed by himself some time ago. The two fought against each other and occupied a position in the waterfall.

Zhi Wuji's original wise appearance has long disappeared. His muscles are swollen, ten feet tall, like an iron tower, very powerful, where he stares at Lei Penghu sitting in mid-air, and is a little afraid.

Suddenly, Lei Peng opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Lin Fan. There was confusion in his eyes. Then he seemed to think about it and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to come here."

"I didn't expect you to live in this form." Lin Fan also smiled, took out the pearl of the soul in his arms, and said lightly, "But I don't want you to stop me, otherwise I will let you die again, and this time it is a complete death, together with the soul, a complete death."

His tone was very calm, but Lei Peng still felt a chill. The memory of the moment before his death poured into his mind. Lin Fan's pale and cold sword light was still engraved in his brain. The sword that took away all his temperature was held - he looked at the broken sky and the face that made him more shocked.

"Blood-eyed Sword God?" Lei Peng said in a low voice.

Duan Tian raised his eyes indifferently, looked at Lei Peng, and opened his eyes in silence. However, the murderous intention that flashed at that moment made Lei Peng more cautious, and immediately had a headache.

A Lin Fan has already killed him. If he is connected with a broken sky, that dangerous breath makes him have to be cautious and afraid that his soul will be scattered.

But at this moment, Zhi Wuji stood up next to him and shouted, "Little friend, it turned out to be you. We met again!"

And when he saw that Lin Fan ignored him, he hurriedly said, "I'm the wisdom of the monster, little friend, we met a few days ago. You promised that you would not be an enemy of the monster. This guy is the second demon king of the demon clan, Lei Pengjun. How about we get rid of him together?!"

Zhi Wuji's face was full of excitement. However, as soon as he finished his words, he saw Lin Fan jumping under his feet, his body turned in mid-air, and countless air waves raised, with a dazzling sword light, eternal light, scratching Zhi Wuji's throat.

Poo-huh!

Countless soul power dissipated in the air, reflecting the despair and puzzlement on Zhi Wuji's face.

"What qualifications does a waste who has died once have to join hands with me?" Lin Fan threw up the long sword, and the sky took it again. They were silent with each other