"This is..." Lin Huang slowly stood up, his eyes opened and he searched for himself, and immediately found that he was Tu Su at this moment.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Lin Huang immediately knew that he had escaped from the illusory memory of the Sword God, "But where is this now?"

Lin Huang frowned slightly. He remembered that he was standing on the top of Tianshan Mountain before entering the illusory memory of the Sword God, but now he was in this inexplicable cave.

Lin Huang turned around and found out that the cave was very simple, with only one cushion and a sword furnace burning with flames. There were many sword marks on the walls around him, and there were several broken swords at the corners of the walls.

"Dingdang!"

A crisp and pleasant wind chime rang. Lin Huang looked back and saw a colorful wind chime hanging in front of the cave, made of small and smooth wizards. Lin Huang sighed softly, took a few steps forward, reached out to gently caress the wind chimes. He remembered that this was picked up many years ago with the other six swords on the beach of a new world.

It was like a dream and a fantasy, and Lin Huang couldn't tell the truth or falsehood. When he thought of that fantastic journey of memory, he felt a lot of emotion. The sound, appearance and appearance of the Sword God came to his heart bit by bit, leaving an indelible mark in his heart.

Lin Huang sighed, closed his eyes and pondered, trying to cut off those illusory pasts, but when his mind moved, he saw the three light balls deep in his soul, which were the last drop of blood that the sword god had flowed for him.

"Forget it. Whether it's dream or true. Meeting you is fate." Lin Huang shook his head and no longer entangled with these things. That illusory memory was left in his heart. It was also fortune.

At least, Lin Huang didn't want the sword god's persistence and ties, no one knew about it from now on. If that were the case, how sad it would be.

The thought in his mind was settled, Lin Huang opened his eyes, took a step, and then he was about to step out of the cave and see where this place was.

Before he could take his steps, Lin Huang's eyes stagnated because he saw six people, six figures, young and each with his own charm, but at this moment he was crying and came together, dozens of steps apart, looking at him quietly.

A bloody throbbing spread in my heart. Lin Huang sighed softly, knowing the identities of these six people.

"Brother." A low cry, with a little hesitation and endless sadness.

Lin Huang lowered his head, turned around, remained silent for a moment, and sighed for a long time. "Oh, come in."

"Brother!" Another shout. The Liudao figures did not move, but were just burst into tears. Lin Huang paused at his feet, turned around and sighed, "Don't cry. I'm here!"

With just a sound, the six figures wiped away their tears, nodded vigorously, and a smile appeared on their face.

The six people came to Lin Huang's cave, with their eyebrows raised lightly. They were obviously the most brilliant and frivolous age, but there was unexplainable sadness between them.

Lin Huang's eyes were calm and he looked at the six people, "You guys are awake."

"Yes." The six people nodded together, and with just one sentence, they couldn't help but feel sad again. Lin Huang was silent, knowing that their memories broke free from the seal at this moment and woke up, and naturally remembered those pasts, the sword god, and the father.

"I promised Him that I will take care of you." Lin Huang spoke slowly. At this moment, he had figured it out. At that last moment, the Sword God had actually discovered that he was not a sword spirit.

But the Sword God still gave him the greatest fortune, just because Lin Huang promised him that he would take care of the other six swords.

Six swords were silent and did not speak.

Lin Huang frowned and his voice became cold, "This time He helped me steal the creation and alarm the gods. Remember, forget this in the future. You are not waiting for the Seven Swords."

Six swords were sad, "How can we forget! How can we forget?"

Lin Huang's eyes were cold, "You must forget that from now on, you are no longer the Seven Swords, you do not know the Sword God, and you have never stole the fortune of the Ming Lord. At least, before I become a god, I must do this!"

After a long silence, a sword slowly stood up and burst into tears. Lin Huang looked at it and looked like the Tianjianhou. He nodded slowly to Lin Huang, his tone was dry, "Brother, I remember. From now on, there will be no Tianjian, only Tianjianhou."

Lin Huang's eyes were slowing down and he sighed a long time, "Remember, your life was given by Him, and He gave you fortune with his life. If you don't become God, no one will be allowed to die! Forbearance is a stronger power than impulse."

Six swords were silent and nodded slowly.

"From then on, there will be no more Earth swords, only Bu Yun."

"From then on, there will be no more water swords, only water Rou."

"From then on, there will be no more wind swords, only monsoon."

"From then on, there will be no more Yang Sword, only Yang Xu."

"From then on, there will be no Yin Sword, only Tie Ruonan."

From then on, if you don’t become a god, you will no longer have six swords. You will give up the name you gave me, just to pick it up again one day, which will make you feel proud.

Lin Huang sighed and nodded, "Okay. You guys, let's realize this fate here. As for me, I want to see where this place is!"

"Brother, don't go. This is the Seven Sword Sect, the Seven Sword Sect left by Sword Old Master. The Seven Sword Sect three thousand years ago." Tian Jianhou spoke softly.

Lin Huang's eyes narrowed, and he realized that this sword master might be a wisp of sword spirit that broke the sword back then.

"Old Jian transformed into the world with his body, killed his life for thousands of years, and borrowed another three thousand years for us." Bu Yun spoke softly, his tone a little sad.

Lin Huang was silent. He remembered the beginning of all this. The six swords had been seized for thousands of years, and all memories were sealed and stripped of all fortunes. I don’t know how many years had passed in the heavens and the worlds, and finally recovered the memories and stole the fortunes under the sword god’s defiance.

Lin Huang was originally worried that the Six Swords would have obtained luck, but he probably had little life span and could not become a god. Unexpectedly, the old sword was going against the will of heaven and extended his life for the Six Swords for three thousand years. The price he paid was to kill his life for tens of millions of years.

The divine sword is originally spiritless, but it is contaminated with the breath of the sword god. A wisp of thought can be like this. After all, this sword master is still the incarnation of the sword god's obsession. Even if the sword god falls, this wisp of obsession will also protect the seven swords until death!

Lin Huang sighed lightly and nodded, knowing that this is the Seven Sword Sect, the Seven Sword Sect founded by the Seven Sword Old Man three thousand years ago. The Seven Sword Old Man must be the Sword Old Man in the mouth of the Six Swords.

After three thousand years, everyone in the world thought that the Seven Swords Old Man was dead. The Seven Swords Sect had already become a ruin, but no one knew that the obsession was waiting for the sword god to run out of oil and lights to stolen the day of creation for the Seven Swords. Then without any hesitation, he killed his life for thousands of years, and borrowed another three thousand years from the sky!

"Well. Since that's the case, you should cherish these three thousand years of time, and I want to see the sword elder." Lin Huang nodded. Along the way, the sword god brought him the most shock. He thought that walking out of that illusory memory would be just a sigh, but now Lin Huang realized that the sword god's persistence and the ties of the sword god had already fallen, and it still had to turn into a ray of obsession, protecting the seven swords, and stop until death!

Shaking his head, Lin Huang didn't want the shock and touching that the Sword God brought him to him, which affected his ruthless mood. His eyes were as calm as water. Lin Huang took a step and he was about to step out of the cave.

"puff!"

With a muffled groan, Lin Huang suddenly turned around and saw the Six Swords coughing up blood, and he couldn't help but walk out of the cave, almost numb.

Lin Huang's eyes cold and he sneered: "It's very good, but he almost forgot those people."

With a sneer, Lin Huang stretched out his hand and grabbed the Six Swords. He moved his mind and slapped his backhand. He grasped it carefully and instantly noticed the many restrictions planted in the six people's bodies.

"What a vicious ban." Lin Huang's face darkened and he was angry. The other saints were also cruel and ruthless. In order to prevent the Six Swords from breaking away from their control, they not only planted many soul bans, but also many bans in their bloodlines. Even if Lin Huang wanted to crack it, it was a bit difficult.

The anger and murderous intent flashed in their eyes. Lin Huang sneered and slapped his backhand. The bodies of the other six swords were immediately beaten by Lin Huang and their bodies trembled.

Lin Huang suddenly burst out six punches. Each punch contained the true meaning of the six paths of reincarnation. It fell on the six swords. In an instant, the six swords described as withered, the blood of the whole body dissipated, and the aura of death filled the air.

"Not good. Could it be that the restriction planted was too fierce and could not bear it?!" Several disciples in the Seven Sword Sect suddenly changed their faces and shouted in a low voice.

Such situations occur in several places in the Seven Swords Sect.

Lin Huang's expression was faint. He had no time to take the third step yet, but even so, his current methods were incomparable. The true meaning of the six realms of reincarnation had been grasped by Lin Huang to the point of ultimate sublimation, and he had a punch and killed them, and all the six realms were destroyed.

The ban planted by the saints is extremely mysterious. Even if the gods descend to earth, it will take some effort to break it. However, Lin Huang is a powerful person and does not break it at all. Instead, he punches out and directly triggers all the bans.

One punch, six paths are destroyed.

The fist intention of this punch was blown out, and the huge thought was that not only all the restrictions planted by the saints in the body of the Six Swords, but also the life of the Six Swords was instantly annihilated.

Lin Huang's eyes were faint and looked at the Six Swords coldly. He nodded until he was sure that all the restrictions were destroyed, and punched him again with his backhand.

One punch, six paths will be born.

When the punch came out, the blood of the six swords began to revive, and the soul woke up from the darkness, as if it was reborn. Lin Huang's hands flashed quickly, like light and lightning, and slapped nine times on each of the six swords in an instant.

The Six Swords let out a mouthful of black blood, and the blood squirmed, and there were all kinds of vicious remnants of the ban.

Shui Rou's eyes flashed and she was extremely angry, "Brother, they are those great saints. They were also involved in the Seven Swords Sect."

"Yes. These people lurking in the Seven Swords Sect must be a big problem." Bu Yun nodded and said.

Lin Huang nodded, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Liu Jian, "It's okay. Come with me, I'll take you to kill people!" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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