Chapter 76 In turn the world into heaven and earth!

Within the sword tomb, the power of time is distorted to the extreme, which makes it very different from the time of the outside world.

In a flick of a finger, time flies, and it has been 80 years.

After 80 years, Lin Fan cooked wine and bulleted the sword every day and realized the way of the sword god. With the accumulation of time, the galaxy in his body has been transformed into a sea of stars.

The sword of life, the sword of death, the sword of righteousness, the sword of evil, the sword of the heart, the sword of heaven, the sword of earth, the sword of love.

All kinds of swordsmanship are intertwined with gorgeous colors, but they are slowly rotating around the chaotic sword, and there is a possibility of breakthrough at any time.

Lin Fan was half lying on a piece of lubricating jade, and his slightly white hair showed the traces of the past 80 years. Time passed, and it may have changed when he raised his eyes. However, Lin Fan's heart was calm, shaking a pot of warm wine, and his face was very peaceful.

Eighty years are like a big dream. In a blink of an eye, it is a hundred years of life. There is no sense of vicissitudes, but there is a slight sigh in my heart.

"Eighty years, in a flash." Lin Fan looked at the clouds in front of him and subconsciously sighed: "Am I trapped in the love sword, or is the love sword trapped in me?"

"Idiot."

With a sigh, Lin Fan turned over and got up, drank a pot of warm wine, and said with a long smile, "This world is crazy. Why are all sentient beings struggling to seek liberation? If I can only be ignorant and ignorant, I will destroy this world with one hand!"

Rumble!

In the void, a disaster of annihilation slowly comes, which is engraved with four kinds of power, eight major disaster clouds, and sixteen kinds of thunder disasters mixed into this earth-shaking disaster.

Lin Fan squeezed his lips and slowly pinned the wine pot to his waist. He casually summoned the ancient sword hanging a hundred steps away. He held the hilt of the sword in the palm of his hand, and the slightly white temples suddenly rose with the wind and was elegant.

Looking at the dark disaster cloud, Lin Fan slowly reversed the blade of the sword and said with a faint smile, "For eighty years, I have experienced all the vicissitudes of life to break the sword tomb. Now with a disaster of returning to the virtual, do you want me to stop here?"

"It's ridiculous!"

A fluctuating vitality burst out of Lin Fan's body. The power that has been suppressed for a long time has been completely released, and the transformation of the last trace of the Xinghe River is also completed at this moment. The turbulent long river in the body has now really become a shocking sea. The whole world is like a river. The countless sea of vitality and meteors increases the capacity of the sea of stars every moment.

Lin Fan's eyes are bright, like stars, and the power in his body is growing crazily. Every breath will have a significant improvement.

Nine hundred gods.

A thousand gods.

Two thousand gods.

Three thousand gods.

Five thousand gods!

This crazy growth stopped the momentum when it stayed at five thousand gods, but it is still growing.

"Thousands of gods are one virtual, ten virtual and creation. Now my power has grown to the level of five thousand gods, that is, the power of five virtual, almost comparable to the five strong men who have just returned to the virtual." Lin Fan felt the powerful sea of stars in his body and couldn't help smiling with satisfaction. However, at this moment, the thunder fell in the sky and fiercely hit him.

In the face of this annihilation disaster that was enough to destroy most of the land of the earth, Lin Fan was not afraid, but a trace of warlike spirit appeared on his face.

The power that grew to 5,000 gods suddenly broke out, and the hundreds of millions of peaks under his feet trembled, and tens of thousands of swords rose to the sky, spinning around the peak crazily. The scene was very spectacular for a while.

"The extreme is the power of destruction." Lin Fan carried the sword of love, and the supreme kendo of the sword god who fought against the strong in the heavens in the past. Now it has reappeared again and has completely turned into another artistic conception.

The way of the sword god is to indulge, and it is the extreme way to cultivate love in battle.

However, the sword of love that Lin Fan understands is calmness and control, and makes emotions burst out another powerful way of destruction.

The two are the same extremes, but they are completely different extremes.

Obviously, such a sword of love is the sword of love that really belongs to Lin Fan.

A sword broke through the sky, and the eight major disasters suddenly dispersed four layers. Sixteen thunderstorms were also damaged one after another. The terrible thunder came, but it could only block the destruction of the sword light. At that was less than half a breath, it could only let it kill into the sky and destroy all the existence that could be destroyed.

The only four remaining disaster clouds condensed and turned into a dark, like a black jade-like cloud. Countless disasters surged in it. Every overflow can pollute the virtual strong, making its realm degenerate, and from then on, it will be doomed.

And the sixteen thunderstorms were also gathered into a shocking thunder sword, which was split head-on, so that the sword light carried by Lin Fan was completely broken, and at the same time, it was directly killed on Lin Fan's body.

Lin Fan received this blow without moving. His whole body was full of blood and blood, and his face was a touch of rosy, but the corners of his mouth showed a smile: "This kind of power is not enough. Come on, the disaster of returning to the virtual world can't be so disappointing!"

The cloud of disaster seems to be enraged by his arrogance. All kinds of demon gods are derived from the clouds, each of which is a fierce god, gathering the filth and filth of the world into an entity, with a terrible power that no one can imagine.

In the face of these ten thousand demon gods, Lin Fan did not dodge, his temples fluttered, his eyes were still shining, and his strength and momentum continued to rise crazily.

He has not really reached the return to the virtual, and has not passed the most dangerous disaster of the world, so naturally, he does not really have the power to return to the virtual.

However, although he has not been promoted to return to the virtual, his power has a terrible 6,000 gods. Now even the peak of the return to the virtual may not be able to defeat him. Except for some hidden old antiques, such as Qin Zhan of the Qin family, other strong people are not the enemies of the current Lin Fan.

It can be seen that his power has grown to such a terrible level.

Tens of thousands of demon gods came crazily and swallowed up Lin Fan's body. In the face of this ocean-like filth tide, Lin Fan was as weak and small as a sandstone, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The clouds of disaster gathered in the sky seemed to feel satisfied and began to make a sarcastic sound.

In the dark, a powerful existence adds ideas to the clouds and turns them into a huge giant.

This giant holds a tomahawk, carries a huge sword, and is an armor condensed from the clouds of disaster. He stepped on the earth of the sword tomb. Countless powerful swords were completely smashed. He is not the opponent of this giant at all.

And the giant's target seems to be the swallowed Lin Fan, roaring and using a giant axe to split the dirty tide, and his scarlet eyes stared at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's robe fluttered, and the palm of his hand holding the ancient sword did not tremble. There was a mysterious light on his body, connecting the most original power in the world.

In order to transform the world!

The most distinctive way to distinguish the virtual realm is to transform the world.

The reason why Lin Fan did not break through to this realm for a long time is that his body could not really fit with heaven and earth. Just before the arrival of the filth tide, he did not really turn into this world, but just increased his strength.

But it's different now. His body is completely not a mortal. He is really taking off all the connection with the mortals. There is a thick and strong vitality flowing everywhere in his body. It is no exaggeration to say that now a hair of Lin Fan is the highest tonic for practitioners, and the vitality contained in it is even more The so-called spiritual grass elixir is not comparable.

And his physical strength, which he has not broken through for a long time, also entered the realm quickly at this time and entered the rumored state of Taixu.

"Break!" Looking at the huge axe that had been split on the top of his head, Lin Fan just said that it was broken, and the terrible air wave smashed the huge axe, and even the giant's body was blown into pieces. The voice of anger and shock came from the idea, roaring, "You shouldn't appear in this world!" Your existence is the source of sin that all the heavens will kill!"

When Lin Fan heard the words, he showed a trace of disdain on his face. When his body moved, all the clouds of natural disasters were broken, and the four Yuan forces were completely incorporated into his body. The thunder swords turned into sixteen thunderstorms slowly disappeared, and peace was restored again in the sword tomb.

However, looking at this extremely destroyed space, Lin Fan's expression changed slightly and immediately turned into a heavy sigh.

He flicked his fingers and hit a ball of vitality, sprinkled all over the ground. Wherever he fell, there were peaks rising from the ground, the trees were towering, flowers and plants were fragrant, and everywhere was beautiful and full of vitality.

After a pause, Lin Fan sprinkled his vitality on heaven and earth again, and even creatures could be created. In a flash, countless spirit beasts appeared in the mountains and fields. Birds and beasts were singing together, and they were extremely safe.

Looking at everything he had shaped, Lin Fan smiled with satisfaction, flicked his sword, untied the wine pot, and drank bitterly.

Eighty years of boring cultivation has made him have a very deep feeling for this space, but it has made his thoughts on the outside world more and more.

Now that his cultivation has returned to the virtual, and it is no longer empty talk to return to the human world. Lin Fan knows that the time has come for him to leave this place.

"It's time to get out of here." Looking at the familiar grass and trees, mountains and rivers, and the rotten broken sword a few feet away from his side, Lin Fan's face really showed a trace of reluctance. He bowed the broken sword with great respect, and immediately planned to break through the space and leave here.

However, at this time, the originally blue sky suddenly cracked a thin crack, and thousands of people poured in crazily. Everyone's face was full of greed. Looking at this treasured sword mound, they gasped heavily one after another.

One of them shouted, "Sword God Ruins, yes, that's it!" This is the relic of the Sword God! Hahahaha, I, Ji Xiong, also got the ruins. As long as I occupy here, I will definitely have the power beyond the Qin family. From then on, where can I go between heaven and earth?!"

As soon as he said this, his whole body exploded into a blood mist. No one knew what was going on, and Ji Xiong, who had turned into countless pieces of meat, did not understand why he would lose his life at the moment of entering the ruins.

However, the remaining thousand people saw a pale young man standing with a sword, with a warm smile on the corners of his mouth, and said slowly.

"There is a master here, get out of here."