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Carrying an Excalibur, wearing a dark red battle armor, with fluttering hair.

Facing the powerful man with the aura of extreme aura, he drew his sword without saying a word, and the move was a move he had never seen before.

But that sword contained the entire starry sky.

It was his Nine Swords of the Starry Sky, but he didn't know which one of them.

With just one sword strike, the powerful man with the most breath was seriously injured in an instant. He clutched his chest and wanted to escape, but Jian Wushuang in the picture didn't chase after him, and just stood under the mountain with one sword.

The screen changes again.

There seems to be a gap in the memory.

In the next moment, Jian Wushuang was lying in a pile of corpses, and the scene behind him was still the sacred mountain. He was kneeling on the top of the pile of corpses, breathless.

At this moment, there were several figures of supreme aura, passing him by and walking towards the mountain.

And in the cloud layer on the mountainside, a crack slowly opened, and then a dazzling light burst out.

In a moment, those figures fell from the top of the mountain, but the mountain also collapsed with a loud noise.

A sense of hopeless emptiness erupted from here.

The memory also stops abruptly from this moment.

Jian Wushuang's eyes were instantly fragrant, and everything just now was like a dream. At this moment, he has silently absorbed that golden soul.

The picture in my mind can't be lingered, besides the memory, there is also the wonderfulness of that sword.

In that sword strike, he realized too much.

This is the insight that can help his real swordsmanship, but now he has no interest in practicing at all, and even stood there blankly, stunned for a long time.

"Mask....prophet....Sacred Mountain...a strong man with the utmost aura!"

Jian Wushuang murmured, for a while he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, and he calmed down for a long time before he recovered.

The mysterious strong man wearing a mask is the prophet he met in the Starfield of the Gods. He remembers clearly that his own beast soldier was refined by the other party, but in the absorbed memory, he can't remember it. Prophet.

In that memory, he couldn't remember the prophet because he appeared in that memory.

"Could it be that everything is true?" Jian Wushuang's heart trembled.

If it was the previous life, then he would not have the Divine Beast Weapon and the Sword of Myriad Tribulations.

what exactly is it?

He didn't know, but what he could think of was Teacher Xuan Yi.

What seems to be the future is actually the past!

"Is this what Teacher Xuan Yi said about seeing you in the future? But how long do I have to practice?" He smiled wryly and shook his head.

It has been a long, long time since I last met Teacher Xuan Yi.

After going to Dayanhuan, Master Xuan Yi met him in the Qishen Temple, and gave Guantian chessboard, allowing him to comprehend the chess pieces in it to understand the wonders of myriad ways, and finally chose myriad changes.

At that time, he was just Daojun.

And now...

He is not even Daojun anymore, although everything at present may be the trial and test of Teacher Xuanyi, to help him overcome the divine calamity.

But in the memory of the future, those extremely auras are all existences that he can't even imagine.

Thinking of reaching that point, I don't know how many more years I will have to practice.

With great ability comes great responsibility, but his strong state of mind made him a little impatient.

Maybe it's because I saw the future failed, and I want to save it!

"Teacher Xuan Yi, I will work harder until I can stand in front of you!" Jian Wushuang's eyes became extremely firm at this moment, and his whole body was shocked.

The next moment, this place also began to fall into darkness.

The whole person was teleported out, and the second light went out.

When he came out, he saw Jiu Chen who was honestly staying in the law of destruction, and he could tell at a glance that the other party seemed to have changed.

"Who are you?" With a movement of his eyes, the law of destruction instantly swept through Jiuchen, and if the opponent dared to do nothing, he could instantly kill the opponent.

Because he saw a wave of hatred in Jiu Chen's eyes.

Jiuchen in the Law of Destruction saw him so seriously, and said something that surprised Jian Wushuang, "Master, don't do anything, listen to my explanation!"

"Who is the uncle's name?" Jian Wushuang was stunned.

The changed Jiuchen said helplessly, "You!"

After a while.

Jian Wushuang squeezed his chin, frowned and said, "Your master is called Ghost Eye? That is my senior brother?"

"Yes, but I have never met Master, I just accepted Master's inheritance, and learned from his old man's inheritance that Master Uncle will come to the inheritance temple that I arranged in countless years!" Where is Jiu Chen standing? The honest answer, dare not hide it at all.

This time, Jian Wushuang couldn't fix it.

Hearing what the other party wanted, a senior brother came out, called Ghost Eye, who was once very powerful and then fell, and then passed it on to the Lord of Shenhuo, who is now possessed by the spirit body of Jiuchen, and arranged the Shenhuo Hall , Wait for him to take over the inheritance?

Who is their master?

He and Guiyan are brothers, what about the master?

"Could it be Teacher Xuan Yi?" Jian Wushuang's heart skipped a beat.

In the memory he absorbed, he saw the eyes in the crack, could it be ghost eyes?

Although this matter is outrageous~lightnovelpub.net~, he is willing to believe it.

Because he was left with the body of a world beast here, as well as that memory.

"I'll trust you for now!" Jian Wushuang said in a dignified tone, "Tell me what else is left behind by senior brother?"

The Lord of Shenhuo took a deep breath and replied: "Master left three lamps, and the first two uncles have passed, but for the third lamp, I only need to confirm my identity, and then I can directly pass the lamp inside." Give something to the uncle!"

"Oh?" Jian Wushuang twitched his brows, he understood the intention.

If someone against the sky really extinguished the first two lamps, then the remaining lamp would activate the Lord of Divine Fire and personally verify Jian Wushuang's identity. If it was the uncle, then he would present the contents of the third lamp as a gift.

"The Town Demon Museum"

If not, then he was lucky to meet a heaven-defying inheritor.

Of course, this is all guessed by Jian Wushuang himself.

In fact, I did not guess wrong, if a heaven-defying inheritor came to the Divine Fire Palace, the Lord of the Divine Fire would gain even greater benefits.

It is much more beneficial than waiting for Jian Wushuang here.

However, the contents of the third lamp cannot be left to the inheritor, but must be handed over to Jian Wushuang himself.

"Uncle, please look, there is an ashes jar in the third lamp. The master said at the beginning, as long as the uncle appears, give the ash jar to the uncle, and watch the uncle take it out from the jar. One thing is considered a success!" The Lord of Divine Fire said a little excitedly.

This made Jian Wushuang feel a little funny, and asked: "What happens after success?"

"This...... can't be said at the moment, we have to wait for the uncle to succeed before we can say it!" The Lord of Shenhuo laughed a little awkwardly.

Jian Wushuang didn't care about this, he took the ashes jar, and wanted to go deeper with his thoughts, but felt a strong attraction, sucking his body and soul into the ashes jar.

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