I picked up the scattered attributes

However, the spirit of the demonic sword sneered, its tone growing increasingly contemptuous and disdainful: "The legacy of a bunch of losers, so what if it's been passed down? They were already utterly defeated back then, and now they have even less power to resist—"

slam-la-

From within the bronze-colored mist, the resounding crash of waves echoed.

Faintly visible, a strange river emerges from the bronze mist, coming from the vastness and heading towards the unknown. Each wave it stirs up is like a coffin, or a burial ground. When the waves burst, a world is buried there.

"Ok?"

Feng Xia, who had initially been somewhat playful, suddenly turned sharp-eyed.

He was all too familiar with the scene before him!

Ying Daoyi, the source of all the strangeness, often appears in the form of gray mist. He once summoned a River Styx, which devoured the living beings of the mortal world and reversed the order of life and death!

Now, different fog, similar scenes, reappear before Fengxia's eyes.

“You…” He opened his mouth slightly.

There is one thing Lori Xi is absolutely right about.

The power of dream reincarnation is incredibly magical; it can soothe the wounds of the heart and make people forget their pain, but it can also build unbreakable memories.

Even if it's just a false memory.

"What is the relationship between your Bronze Mist and Ying Daoyi?"

Feng Xia's voice suddenly turned deep, and all his supernatural powers were withdrawn, leaving only a dim flame covering his hand, which he then gripped tightly with the fragment of the demon sword.

All living beings have fire, all living beings have anger.

"I can't explain it clearly, but I'll make you die a death even worse than Ying Daoyi."

……

Chapter 0627

"you……"

The spirit of the demon sword also fell silent at this moment.

It is simply incomprehensible...

After finally unleashing his trump card and using his most powerful trump card, Feng Xia showed no fear, but instead displayed an even stronger killing intent!

Are you out of your mind?

"Wait! Gray fog? You just said gray fog?"

Fortunately, after a few breaths, the demon sword finally noticed the keyword.

Considering Feng Xia's behavior at this moment, it's not hard to deduce that Feng Xia had likely encountered something similar to the Bronze Mist before!

"You two were indeed in contact!"

Feng Xia's gaze darkened slightly.

The two appeared in such similar ways that it's hard not to draw parallels.

"Even if we stay in touch, what difference will it make?"

After a brief moment of astonishment, the demon sword's tone returned to its mocking tone, and it trembled slightly: "Even if you know all this, so what? Those who bestowed the inheritance upon you couldn't do anything back then, and now that it's your turn, you still won't be able to turn the tide!"

"The Bronze Lord I serve..."

"The one you serve... the Lord of Bronze?"

Feng Xia's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sharp glint in his eyes grew increasingly intense.

He had previously believed that he had encountered another source of strangeness—after all, no one has ever stipulated that there can only be one source of all the strange things in the world!

If there is a source of gray fog, there can naturally be a source of bronze fog as well.

But now it seems the situation is somewhat different from what I imagined.

Yingdaoyi is indeed the source of the gray fog, one of the strangest things in the world.

But this arrogant demonic sword was clearly several levels below in cultivation. It wasn't the source of the strangeness at all, but rather a servant under the command of another strange source!

Then what are you being so arrogant about?

Feng Xia narrowed his eyes again, staring at the surging bronze mist. The dark sea of ​​fire that emerged from his palm surged even more violently.

"In that case, I'll ask you one last question."

"what?"

"Congratulations, you answered incorrectly."

Feng Xia's lips suddenly curled up, revealing an astonishing arc.

The sea of ​​fire in his palm finally surged forth, engulfing the two fragments of the demon sword.

"Since you say that the legacy of those people is useless, then let me show you... a supernatural power unique to future generations, a power that only exists in this era—"

Boom——

Great supernatural power - Wrath of all beings!

This is the supernatural power that Feng Xia finally comprehended through countless reincarnations: he will not kill, he will not destroy spirits, he will not be empty of mystery, and he will never give up!

Even the vast multitude of beings can be angry!

"What's this?!"

After experiencing "drowsiness" and "nausea," the spirit of the demon sword, held in Feng Xia's hands, experienced a third, entirely new sensation.

die--

It watched in utter horror as the bronze mist, which should have been invincible, shrank completely without warning the moment it collided with the sea of ​​fire in the underworld, as if it had encountered a natural enemy!

A chilling tremor spread, and the mysterious river shrouded in bronze mist was suddenly grasped by Feng Xia, as if he had caught a venomous snake, and he shook it violently toward the void ahead!

Crackling!

A series of explosions rang out, and under the horrified gaze of the demon sword, the long river was shattered into pieces by the wind and summer, and dim flames fell down, burning the entire river to ashes in an instant!

"I'm not in the mood to chat with you now."

Feng Xia's expression had returned to its coldness: "Even in the underworld, remember my name—"

"Your killer—"

The Great Wrath of All Beings erupted in full force, annihilating all the strange phenomena summoned by the demon sword fragments. At the same time, it invaded the depths of the two fragments, burning them into nothingness along with the spirit of the demon sword.

We will not kill any living being, nor destroy any spirit; we will not rest until the mysterious is extinguished!

This is a divine power specifically created to suppress the bizarre, a divine power unique to Feng Xia!

Feng Xia's palm brushed over the two fragments of the demon sword. At this moment, the spirit of the demon sword had been completely erased, leaving no trace.

"nailed it."

Before this, Fengxia had also tried to explore its memories.

However, deep within the memories of the demon sword spirit, all he could sense was endless killing intent and boundless malice; he couldn't find any useful information at all.

After several failures, Feng Xia decided to simply eliminate the problem altogether.

"Did you...not tell it your name?"

Just then, Loli Xi's voice reached Feng Xia's ears: "Isn't this lying? No, no... at least give me a name, right?"

After pondering for a moment, Feng Xia surprisingly nodded and shouted into the air:

"If you're not quite dead yet, then remember my name—"

"My name is Ying Daoyi."

"puff."

Loli Xi laughed on the spot.

Feng Xia turned around, shook the two fragments of the demon sword in his hand, and his magic power surged, weaving together mysterious symbols that resembled celestial patterns, but were not entirely the same.

"What are you going to do?"

Just as Loli Xi was looking on with curiosity, the runes landed on the fragments of the demon sword, causing the two hard fragments to gradually melt and then condense into a smaller pig-slaughtering knife!

when!

when!

when!

Feng Xia once again used the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique to forge and refine this smaller pig-slaughtering knife. Time passed by, and at a certain moment, the smaller pig-slaughtering knife suddenly flew out and collided with the pig-slaughtering knife in the distance.

click-

What was clearly just the sound of ordinary metal clashing, without any earth-shattering fluctuations or terrifying power that could shatter the sun and moon, suddenly dented in front of them at this moment, and countless dark knife marks appeared in the air without warning, as if cutting space itself into a scarred mess!

"Spirit Maiden, do me one more favor!"

"Gan."

"Don't mimic me!!"

"I said, I'll do it, I'll do it!"