The subtle sword breath sneered, and in the blood mist of the wind and rain, this round of black demon moon was the extremely detailed sword blade, and when it sounded slightly, it trembled softly.

Everything in the world is to be fought for, and the sword weapon in the hand is the origin of the dispute, and it is also destined to a result, whether it is success or failure, in this sword.

Xu Lin has his own persistence, and the reason why in the end, he is still using his own sword, is to want the other party to know the pride of a sword cultivator.

But there is one thing Xu Lin still forgets, he is not a qualified sword cultivator at all, the old man Zhao who taught him at the beginning understands, but Xu Lin himself still doesn't understand.

The black demon moon was like a pillar stone in the torrent in the galloping and rotating of the blood mist, and at the same time, the body of the ancient ape manifested for a while, and after howling angrily, the body of steel and iron bones suddenly began to tremble.

The blood mist had flooded all around him, galloping and spinning at unimaginable speeds, like a strangulation machine, frantically devouring his flesh.

When a handful of hair flew up, the ancient ape stared at it, and there was a piece of his own flesh and blood on top of the hair.

It was as if he heard the piercing snake hiss again.

So, trembling all over, so, his body began to stiffen, although his eyes were still full of fighting intent, but the blood mist that surrounded him was like a python that chose to devour people.

In the mouth of the blood python, the ancient ape suddenly realized that Xu Lin's sword was very good!

It was a wonderful sword he hadn't seen in a long time.

When he was still an ignorant and fledgling, he wanted to find the strong man with a sword in this world.

Because in the nameless ancient scroll obtained by the ancient ape, there is such a record, the artistic conception of the sword. Wisdom in the state of mind, in the fight, stepping on the sword and walking, is the ultimate in the sword.

The dry bones in the cave are still there.

It was an unknown man, and the owner of the Nameless Scroll was a human, a human with a sword.

But he died. So the ancient ape took away the rusty ancient sword beside him, and a book called the Nameless Scroll.

There were no words in the book, and when the ancient ape was flipping through it, it was a picture, some paintings that he couldn't understand, but he liked to read it very much, whenever the ancient ape learned the pictures in the ancient scroll, his limbs were full of veins. Feel refreshed.

The ape liked this, and he liked the dry bones in the cave.

So he picked some wild fruits from the mountains, the fruit he was most willing to eat, and now he gave them this dry bone. Although he is dead.

When one day there was such a sentence in the mind of the ancient ape, for some reason, the ancient ape understood, so he glanced at the dry bones in the cave and knelt down. Kowtowed three times.

The world is far away, and it is a place of grounding. For a demon cultivator, it is an unknown world.

But he went anyway.

The ape's sword was a little broken, and he wore a black robe stolen from someone else's house, and thus began his journey into the world.

When he was hungry, he ate the garbage that others had thrown out, because he couldn't understand people. Although he has transformed into a human being, the scruffy image of the ancient ape has always been considered a down-and-out stranger.

Australopithecus was very hard-working, at least he had never stolen anything, at least he had never killed someone he shouldn't have killed. Although he has never found anyone to compete with.

The ancient ape who wandered the world began a very ordinary journey from then on, all the way to the dust, so that he experienced the bitterness of the world, but also laughter.

One day, in a small farmhouse courtyard, the ancient ape squatted in the corner of the courtyard, holding a bowl of gruel in his hand and drinking, and looked at the children who were playing with a smile.

So he was also involved, and in the innocent laughter, the ancient ape also laughed, and he was no longer discriminated against, because these children accepted him and became his playmates.

But in the eyes of those adults, this guy who was dressed in tatters and even had a peculiar smell on his body was not only a dumb man who couldn't speak, but also a fool with some problems in his head.

But the ancient ape didn't care, he felt that these people in front of him were all good people, because they were very good to him.

A group of bandits came, they rode tall horses, carried knives in their hands, all the way, bloody rain, and when the ape came to his senses, it was already full of corpses, including those children who were playing with him, he didn't understand why they were killing each other if they were all humans.

But he was still angry, because those who had been good to him had fallen in a pool of blood, and the rest of them deserved to die.

For the first time, he waved the broken iron in his hand, and in a mockery, he slashed off a person's head, and then, in a stunned state, he pierced the throat of the other man with another sword, and the angry Australopithecus couldn't stop.

Everyone died, only he was left, in this dilapidated courtyard, looking at the corpses all over the ground, the ancient ape put a black hood on his head, and went on the road silently.

In a year, he found nothing, except for killing some bandits and robbers, his sword was not stained with blood once, but the sword needed blood to wash away, and he still remembered.

In the past two years, the ancient ape learned the human language, and understood why the bandits wanted to kill those who had treated him well, but they still did not meet anyone to compete with him.

In three years, Australopithecus unexpectedly met a person, a monk, so he made a move, but unfortunately, only one sword killed the other party.

At the end of the fourth year, the ancient ape was a little tired, and the broken iron that had been with him was beside him, but it was stained with flakes of flying snow in the sky.

The ancient ape was leaving, and when he left, he returned to the former farm yard, but it was already in ruins, and there was nothing to be seen.

The ancient ape who returned to the 100,000 mountains came to the cave where he was original, and the dry bones were still there, so he put on two more fruits, and still danced there with the sword in his hand, only himself, and the sound of the wind from time to time.

But one day, a monk came, dressed in white, with a wide sword on his back, and traveled all the way, overcoming thorns and thorns, and everywhere he went, the demon cultivators were defeated, so he came.

This is an excellent opponent, because he is a sword cultivator, so the broken iron piece and the great wide sword began to split together, so in the excitement, the ancient ape finally had its first opponent.

That battle was fought for a long time, so long that the ancient ape had forgotten the time, although he never knew what time was, but the sun seemed to have risen three or four times, and the moon had appeared several times, but the battle still continued.

Finally, the monk was tired, but the ape was not, so he began to motivate the other to fight again.

But what the ape did not know was that his opponent was a man of great self-esteem and pride, and his words of encouragement, which he thought were listening to the ears of the monk, were like a sharp knife cutting the monk's heart.

In the end, the monk was defeated, and among the 100,000 mountains, many demon cultivators knew that the ancient ape had defeated him, but instead of killing him, they sent him to the 100,000 mountains and told him that he must come again when he had time.

This is a rare opponent, at least in the eyes of the Australopithecus.

The monk left with a heart full of shame and anger, and the ape waved his hand, looking at the monk's dejected back, his face full of reluctance.

To this day, although the ancient ape waited for the arrival of the monk every day except for sword practice, there was no news.

But he waited for Xu Lin.

The blood mist around was still everywhere, and the flesh that had been stirred up was in the galloping blood mist, and there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

In the hands of the ancient ape, there was a black demon moon, and when those blood mist wanted to use the wound on his arm as a breakthrough, the hair around the ancient ape suddenly stood up, and then raised his head to the sky and roared.

Xu Lin was surprised by the change of the ancient ape, but he was in control, and at the beginning of the battle, the fusion of the sound of a sword and the blood python made him see a hint of victory, even though the other party was a demon cultivator at the level of step void.

So with the traction of the soul mirror, with Wang Tianyu's attack on the enemy, and finally the arrival of this sword.

All of it's for this sword.

In "Blood God Son", devouring, corroding, poisoning, all the attributes that can be used, Xu Lin has integrated them into the blade.

The blood spirit came out, turned into a blood python, turned into a blood mist, and spun like a huge whirlpool, tightly devouring the ancient ape inside, Xu Lin wanted him to die, he had to die!

But what Xu Lin didn't know was that it was also that glimmer of opportunity that made the ancient ape understand the way to crack it, and what Xu Lin ignored the most was that the strength of the other party was, after all, a demon cultivator at the level of step void......!