In the endless darkness, Tu Su saw a little light coming up, like a mighty and prison. A barefoot, green-clothed man with long hair was facing him, unable to see his face. The earth, water, fire and wind behind him sang hymns for him. The sun covered his head like the sun and the moon.

Tu Su suddenly burst into tears and wanted to worship him. He didn't know who this person was, but he felt greatness in this person. It was the purest greatness intertwined by the six origin rules.

"Six paths...reincarnation."

With a sigh, Tu Su suddenly opened his eyes and groaned, unable to believe that he was still alive. He touched his heart. There was a place pierced by Bailihuo's sword. It was obviously healing as before. His heartbeat was pounding and powerful. He reached out to support him. Tu Su stood up, his body was still a little weak, and the choking smoke came to his face.

Tu Su immediately burst into tears because he knew he was really alive.

"That person." After experiencing life and death, Tu Su suddenly matured a lot, his eyes flashed, and he had all kinds of questions in his heart, but now he was unwilling to pursue it. The most urgent thing is to escape, otherwise if Bailihuo goes back, he will be dead.

"Bailihuo." Tu Su paused word by word, his eyes full of hatred and murderous intent. He sneered, turned around and escaped from the fire, and said strangely, he was not discovered by anyone along the way, allowing Tu Su to escape from Juque City smoothly and plunged into the mountains outside the city.

He ran wildly all night until dawn, and Tu Su stopped, his limbs were a little weak, and he collapsed to the ground. He had time to think about what had happened at the moment of his death.

"Are you... still here?" Tu Su remembered that at the last moment of his death, he seemed to have signed a contract with a great existence and obtained the opportunity to be reborn. He wanted to know if this was an illusion before his death.

Tu Su was a little disappointed without an answer, but after looking at his heart, Tu Su immediately knew that it was not an illusion. Perhaps it was his unwillingness to be resentful before he was temporarily. He traveled through time and space and went straight to the nine heavens, allowing the great existence in the dark to favor him and gave him a chance to regain his life.

"Huh." Tu Su raised his hand, and then he realized that there was an ancient ring on his right hand. It was ordinary and there was no strange thing. But Tu Su's heartbeat faster because he knew that the ring was not his, so there was only one possibility.

"Is that great existence left to me?" Tu Su murmured in a low voice, feeling a little excited. He had also heard many great legends. Adventures are always stories that cannot be bypassed in legends. Every time he heard them, they really make people yearn for them.

Those who are either humble or slaves, or have low talents or have suffered humiliation, but they all rise up in the world and create various legends because of an adventure.

"Is this my adventure?" Tu Su suppressed the excitement in his heart, gently stroked the ring, and looked at it carefully.

The ring is very ordinary, as if it was bent out of black iron, and there was no strangeness. Tu Su took a deep breath and knew that this ring could not be that simple.

I remembered the legends I had heard in my heart, bit my fingers and dripped blood on the ring.

In an instant, Tu Su's mind moved and immediately felt connected to the bloodline of the ring, and an indescribable feeling arose in his heart.

Tu Su felt his mind had entered a wonderful place.

This is a strange space, with no distinction between up, down, left and right. Everything is like the beginning of heaven and earth, and there is even no boundary between time and space. A seven-color pagoda stands at the center.

Tu Su was inexplicably aware that the seven-color pagoda had ninety-nine floors, which contained three thousand sword techniques. Anyone who got one of them could travel across the world and become a king.

There is also a magical training room in the tower. It is unknown in Hongmeng. It is only one day in the training room outside. It is really like a myth.

Moreover, as long as he has enough cultivation, he can get great benefits every time he passes the pagoda, whether it is heavenly treasures or earthly treasures or magical skills.

Tu Su took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and bowed three times to the pagoda. He knew that this must be the supreme adventure left to him by the great existence.

Under the shock, Tu Su slowly walked towards the pagoda. There were three thousand sword techniques in the first floor of the pagoda, which were dazzling, with all kinds of divine lights and sword energy, which made people feel heart-wrenching.

But Tu Su knew that he could only gain one practice, and he could only gain the rest after he broke through a pagoda.

Looking at Tu Su's eyes, the Three Thousand Sword Techniques were so shaking.

"Seven Swords of Heavenly Fire! Golden Prow Slash! Seven Swords of Heavenly Demons! One Sword of Cangsheng! Twenty-three Swords! Nameless Sword Technique! Six Paths of Divine Swords! Water Yao Fantasy Sword! Green Lotus Sword Technique! Left Dao Sword Technique! Heavenly Man Sword Technique! Great Light Sword Technique..."

Countless sword techniques that Tu Su had never heard of before appeared in front of him. Tu Su's heart was beating wildly, he was at a loss and at a loss, not knowing which sword technique to choose.

On the 99th floor of the Seven Colored Pagoda, a young man with barefoot, green clothes and long hair was sitting quietly cross-legged at the highest point, looking at Tu Su, with a cold and ruthless look, and carefully calculating his plan.

If Ananda, Qi Tian and others saw this person, they would be frightened and disbelief. Because this person was Lin Huang.

In a big battle, everyone thought that Lin Huang was completely dead after killing the Great Saint of Pingtian, the Great Saint of Covering the Sky, and seriously injured the Great Saint of Swallowing the Sky. But who knew that this was just Lin Huang's golden cicada's plan to escape from the shell. He abandoned his divine body and his soul remained silent, but he had already hidden it, saved Tu Su and gave him an adventure.

If people know all the plans, they will definitely be frightened.

"Are you a guy who can't help me?" Lin Huang's eyes were faint. Seeing that Tu Su had not made a choice for a long time, he raised his eyebrows, "Even if it's a pile of mud, within three years, I can also hold you on the throne and defeat Bailihuo."

With a moving heart, Lin Huang pointed out, and an idea instantly changed into an old man. He folded his hands at Lin Huang and bowed elevenly, took a step and appeared on the first floor.

Tu Su was shocked, and he didn't expect that there were other people in the tower.

"Don't panic. I am the spirit of this seven-colored Linglong Tower. Boy, do you know how lucky you have left?" The old man who turned into a ray of thoughts in Lin Huang said lightly.

Tu Su shook his head, "I'd like to ask the old man for advice."

"This Seven Colored Detail Tower is a supreme treasure. It contains three thousand sword techniques and supreme Taoist techniques. Even if it is a pig, you can achieve a king smoothly with this Seven Colored Detail Tower. Do you think your luck is good?"

Tu Su took a deep breath. In his eyes, the king was already the supreme existence and dominated one side. It was really amazing that this seven-colored exquisite tower could make people achieve the king smoothly.

You should know that with the power of the Baili Sword Hall, Baili Fire was also trapped in the previous period of the marquis for several years and was unable to enter the realm of the king.

And the foundation of this seven-color exquisite pagoda is even deeper than the entire Baili Jian Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Tu Su was so surprised.

"A guy with no ambition. There are even more saints above the king. If you can reach the highest level, you will become a great saint, which is not a problem. Okay, boy, have you figured out which sword technique to choose?"

Tu Su suppressed the excitement in his heart and bowed to the old man honestly, "Have you asked the elder's name yet?"

"Just call me Mr. Huang." The old man who turned into a ray of thought in Lin Huang was a little impatient, waved his hand and said.

"Old Huang. Which sword technique do you think I should choose?" Tu Su's mind flashed, asking Old Huang to recommend it to him.

"It's a bit clever." Old Huang nodded and reached out to grab it. At that moment, countless sword techniques disappeared, leaving only one sword technique.

Tu Su looked at the sword technique, "Nine Death Sword Technique."

"What a weird name. Old Huang, please tell me in detail about the benefits of this sword technique."

"This sword technique explains the way of life and death. One sword is life and death. You have died once. You know the horror between life and death. Practicing this sword technique can make you a thousand miles a day." Old Huang said lightly.

Tu Su was thinking, he didn't have enough knowledge. He thought that since Old Huang was the spirit of the seven-colored exquisite pagoda, he should not deceive him. Moreover, this Nine Death Sword Technique explained the way of life and death. He had died once and had some real understanding of the life and death. He just happened to practice the Nine Death Sword Technique. He nodded immediately, "Okay. Then listen to Old Huang. I will choose this Nine Death Sword Technique."

"Very good. Since you have chosen the sword technique, you must know something clearly." Old Huang nodded and reached out to penetrate the Nine-Death Sword Technique into Tu Su's mind.

Tu Su was immediately excited, and all kinds of wonderful sword moves and the true meaning of swordsmanship rose in his heart. Soon, he had an understanding of the Nine Death Sword Technique. Every move and every move were imprinted in his heart, and all the rest was to copy and practice with great care.

"This seven-colored exquisite pagoda is indeed magical." Tu Su exclaimed, clenched his fists hard, and consciously grasped the hope of dominating his future destiny.

Hearing the last sentence of Mr. Huang, Tu Su was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Please also say it clearly."

"Don't forget the promise you made when you were resurrected. Kill Bailihuo within three years, otherwise even if the gods descend to earth, they will not be able to save you." Old Huang said lightly.

Tu Sumoran also recalled the oath he made for resurrection in his mind.

Nodded, Tu Su clenched his fists, "Don't worry. Old Huang. Within three years, I will definitely kill Bailihuo to avenge this sword."

While speaking, Tu Su was so angry that he felt his intention to kill himself. He touched his chest, which was once pierced by Bailihuo's sword.

"This is the best." Old Huang nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't think too much. If you make a vow, you must accept the vow. This is the rule of all heavens and all worlds. Only after you kill Bailihuo will you realize that the world is truly vast."

Tu Su nodded, still having all kinds of curiosity in his heart.

Old Huang didn't refuse, and Tu Su answered Tu Su's questions one by one. Soon, Tu Su exited the space with satisfaction, touched the ring between his fingers, and was full of passion in his heart, and pointed like a sword, and swung the unique skills of the Nine-Death Sword Art. A green grass instantly withered and corrupted.

Tu Su laughed loudly, looked at Huoyao City State from afar, and snorted coldly, "Bailihuo, wait. It won't be long before I will return this sword to you!"
Chapter completed!