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Chapter 395 Afterglow

The legendary ancient sword was born in heaven and earth, and is a godless soldier.

The middle-aged man in white, the sword spirit of the legendary ancient sword, is resting in the sword mound.

The shadow of the lightsaber in front of him is also the sword spirit, but strictly speaking, it is incomplete and incomplete.

As Chu Xingyun thought, the legendary ancient sword was far behind the black hole in the great war thousands of years ago. Not only was he seriously injured, but even the tip of the sword was ruthlessly cut off.

The sword spirit dwells within the sword body.

The tip of the legendary ancient sword is broken, and the sword spirit is bound to be hit hard. In order to avoid the pursuit of the black hole heavy sword, it has to abandon the sword body and escape.

That is why, when this broken sword touches the aurora sword intention, there will be such a strong resonance, the broken sword spirit, recovers instantly, the two are already one!

At the thought of this, Chu Xingyun's heart jumped violently, his eyes glowing fiery.

At the bottom of the sword-washing pool, Bai Yi middle-aged has admitted to Chu Xingyun, not only planting the sword species, but also inheriting the aurora sword intention, so that Chu Xingyun can feel at ease and improve cultivation.

Although this broken sword is the remnant of the legendary ancient sword, its existence is still arrogant and can perfectly match the aurora sword meaning!

"After thousands of years, the sword spirit of the legendary ancient sword has gradually recovered, and it can condense the sword species and find a new sword bearer. Then why does it not recall the broken sword and condense the sword body again?" Chu Xingyun's mind In the middle, such a doubt suddenly appeared.

The sword spirit of the imperial soldiers is nothing small, almost the same as the soul.

It is not impossible to recall the broken sword and recondense the sword body with the power it possesses.

But the result was not so. The sword spirit was still meditating in the sword mound, but the broken sword was suspended in the sword tower, keeping the broken body. The sword spirit was broken and could not be reshaped.

Chu Xingyun frowned slightly, and fell into thought. He just raised his head, but found that the phantom of the lightsaber had swept in front of him, and the white light spread like water waves, and fell deeply into his eyes.

Buzz!

The body shook suddenly, Chu Xingyun opened his eyes, and found that he had left the inner space, and into his eyes, there was an endless range of mountains. The world was dim, the space was stiff, and the atmosphere was so solid that people could not move.

"This is not true, but memory light and shadow." Chu Xingyun quickly recovered, the scene in front of him was the memory of the light sword phantom, which brought Chu Xingyun's consciousness into light and shadow.

Just as Chu Xingyun looked around, the rumbling sound rang out, and in the distant sky, two streamers broke from the void, one black and the other white, as fierce as a meteor, swiftly moving across the world. Torn off.

"Black hole epee!" Chu Xingyun made an exclaimed voice, that black streamer, actually a black hole epee.

His eyes moved immediately, but he saw that the white streamer was also a sword. The sword was long and the light was white. It was emitting a dazzling brilliance, tearing everything apart, even the towering mountains. Cut off easily.

"This memory of light and shadow should be the battle that was thousands of years ago. This long sword weapon should be the legendary ancient sword." Chu Xingyun's eyes were restrained, and he made a judgment instantly.

At this moment, the legendary ancient sword and the black hole epee are fighting fiercely, one is light and sharp, the other is heavy and sharp, and the black and white light collides, making the world tremble violently, the annihilation of the soul, the void of the void, the terror of the momentum, it is far Beyond the Wuhuang strong.

"This is the power of the imperial soldiers!" Chu Xingyun looked at God and couldn't help expressing a heartfelt emotion.

At this time, the battle situation mutated.

Above the epee of the black hole, a gleam of inky glory bloomed, and the gleam creeped madly, and finally turned into a dark halo, hanging high in the void.

When this black halo appeared, the whole world was dimmed, the black hole sabre trembling, suddenly released an indescribable horror attraction, swallowed everything, absorbed everything, even the legendary ancient sword, began to tremble.

call out!

The dark halo is still the same, but the huge sword body of the black hole epee appears above the legendary ancient sword. The sword is like a mountain, wrapped in endless black light, and falls towards the legendary ancient sword.

The legendary ancient sword at this moment was enveloped by horror suction and could not move at all.

The next moment--

The ancient sword trembled violently, and the sharp edge of the blade was severely cut off by the black hole epee, and the ultimate light that enveloped the sword body dissipated into nothingness.

After the legendary ancient sword broke, the ancient sword spirit directly abandoned the broken sword and fled, and the black hole epee was also injured. He did not immediately chase down. Black light recovered the sword body and disappeared into this world.

"The legendary ancient sword is really far behind the black hole epee." Chu Xingyun took this scene into his eyes, his eyes narrowed, but found that the memory of light and shadow did not disappear, and continued.

The broken sword fell from high altitude and lay in the dust without any sound.

The sword is broken.

The sword spirit has also left.

The existence of Broken Sword is like a defeated corpse, sleeping here forever.

Winter goes, spring comes.

Xia Li, autumn return.

The ruthless years and rings have squeezed a trace of history. Everything here has also undergone tremendous changes. The mountains are leveled and the country rises. Countless warriors live here and compose legends.

It didn't take long for the kingdom to be annihilated, and the place where the warriors survived turned into a ruin. The former prosperity turned into barrenness, and the cycle repeated.

But the broken sword still lay here, suffering from loneliness.

"This world is ruthless, the winner is respected, and the loser is dead. Although it is the body of an ancient sword, it will naturally become extremely decayed because of the defeat of the black hole epee, and no one cares."

Chu Xingyun stared at the scene in front of him, and suddenly a glance of enlightenment passed in his heart.

He now finally understands why the ancient sword sword spirit did not recall the broken sword.

The sword is defeated, it is a defeated sword.

The body of the defeated sword is no longer necessary for recall, so the sword spirit abandoned the broken sword, and the two are no longer related.

Ooo!

It seemed to be aware of Chu Xingyun's thoughts, and the broken sword in his vision made a low murmur.

The voice, like weeping and complaining, continued to reverberate in the whole void, even the silent night, trembling because of the voice, the moon was dark, and fell into endless grief.

Although it is a broken sword, there are still incomplete spirits in the sword body.

At the moment, it was crying, even more sad, with a sour voice, releasing the sadness in his heart.

Chu Xingyun stared at the broken sword, and the sound of sorrow passed into his ears, making him also resonate.

In the last life, he was killed by Xiao Xingtian.

Now, although he has been reincarnated and reborn, he still feels the deepest mourning at the moment of death, but this feeling is buried in the deepest part of his heart and never touched.

Today, the sound of wailing from the broken sword reminds Chu Xingyun of the scene of the day.

The years are still passing, and the world is still changing.

The appearance of the Wanjian Pavilion gave life to it. Palaces rose from the ground, and lofts were stacked on top of each other. The number of warriors also grew larger and larger, forming a holy place.

One day, a sword repairer discovered the existence of the broken sword. This sword repairer happened to come from Wanjian Pavilion.

Broken Sword was brought back to Wanjian Pavilion and circulated in the hands of a famous sword repairer, but it was just a broken sword, which was rarely reused. In the end, it was hung in the sword tower and was gradually forgotten.

In this process, the sword spirit still did not appear.

Broken sword, really abandoned.

Just as Chu Xingyun shook his head and sighed, the wailing of the sword reverberating in the void disappeared, and a dazzling white light bloomed, like the star, completely annihilating the breath of loneliness.

The white light came from the broken sword. It was suspended in the sword tower. Jianming no longer mourned, but revealed a trace of unwillingness. The sword spirit inside the sword slowly wriggled and seemed to re-condense.

The white light became stronger and stronger, and the body of the broken sword also became brighter and brighter. To his surprise, Chu Xingyun's breath changed, still sharp and unmatched, but it was a little deeper and more solid. purely.

Buzz!

The white light reflected in Chu Xingyun's eyes. After he restored his sight, he had returned to the inner space.

The broken sword is still suspended in front of him, but the deep fracture has completely disappeared. Instead, the sharp sword tip is spitting white light and hissing.

Broken sword, actually repaired!

Chu Xingyun's eyes widened, and no action had been taken, then the broken sword swept into his hand, and the white light was like a wave, absorbing the aurora sword like a hunger, making its breath more sharp and sharp.

But at the same time, it also contains a trace of unyielding, such as the true phoenix after the rebirth of the fire, blooming again the divine light.

"The millennium's sorrow has not led you to despair. On the contrary, it has made you more pure. Now you are reborn, no longer a legendary ancient sword, nor a defeated sword." Chu Xingyun spit out lightly. The word sound, the broken sword trembles slightly, and a low murmur sounds, as if agreeing to this statement.

Upon seeing this, Chu Xingyun's mouth twitched up a bit of arc, holding the sword handle, and said aloud: "Since it is a new life, then naturally we must completely abandon the past."

"You have experienced the pain of a thousand years of severance, but you have not given up on it. After a thousand years of pain, you finally rebirth and shine a light of hope, then I will call you a residual light, how?"

After thinking for a moment, a fine flash flashed in Chu Xingyun's eyes.

Disabled, meaning broken, represents its past and even its millennium wail.

And light is hope, symbolizing rebirth.

The disability has passed and the light is back.

Hence the name: afterglow!