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Chapter 1202

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There were ten Fiendgod inheritances.

There were four Sword Sons now. Other than Shui Chengzhi, Leng Bo, and Jiao Zimo, Zhuo Yongsi was the double inheritor of the Supreme Sword.

There were three Swords: Shi Cheng, He Man, and Cen Yuanqing.

When the seven of them were discovered, they were already in the late stage of Foundation Establishment or even the late stage of Enlightening Realm in Dongling. After a year of training by the War God Temple, all of them had formed their Gold Core. Under the guidance of the Venerable of the East Palace, Wu Hefeng, they were trying to rebuild the God Slaying Weapon!

However, the process of rebuilding the weapons had been extremely slow. The most important reason was that there were still two Supreme Saber Arts that had gone missing before this!

No matter what method the Venerables of Dongling used to search for them, even the Elixir Beast Competition in Dongling, they could not force out the last two Demon Swords from the thousands of disciples!

Until now …

The huge black saber shadow flashed crazily in the sky above the Blazing Feather Mountain Range. Sometimes, it split into two sabers with different auras, and sometimes it merged into one.

The strong Supreme Will made everyone's heart beat rapidly. They were so shocked and surprised that they did not know what to say!

How could this be?

"She … She, she, she … She really jumped out of the fire pit!" Li Wenyuan stammered with his cracked mouth. In the end, he didn't forget to add responsibly, "If you don't believe me, you can search my soul!"

That's right, that's right!

A group of bruised Core Formation and Enlightening Realm disciples squatted behind Li Wenyuan and nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Their blank expressions showed that their minds were blank.

Because things had changed too quickly, they gave up thinking.

Damn it!

You tricked me!

Zhen Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at the two sabers hanging above his head.

The appearance of the saber shadow was not his idea. Instead, this pair of saber shadows, after experiencing countless times of oppression, finally broke through the blockade of his will and rushed out of his eyes on their own accord, revealing the identity that she had been hiding for a long time!

A long time ago, Zhen Xiaoxiao had a feeling that the saber shadow under his left eye and the old demon in his right eye were not completely in sync.

They were obviously the remaining will and thoughts of the Dongling Supreme Mo Lixue after his death.

However, Blade Shadow was extremely eager to expose his identity as one of the Ten Blades. As for the old monster who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, he remained silent throughout the ages. Only when he needed answers would he silently give him pointers.

Perhaps one of them represented the old monster's desire to protect Dongling, so they acted utilitarian and radical?

One represented the source of his heart. Lonely and desolate, to the extent that he had no desire for anything in the world?

Zhen Xiaoxiao furrowed his brows slightly when Dao Ying took the initiative to appear.

But she soon felt relieved.

This matter couldn't be dragged on any longer. Even if the inheritance of the gods and demons wasn't a good inheritance, the Great Calamity of Dongling was coming. No matter what, he couldn't let the God Slaying Weapon fail because of him!

What was to come, would eventually come!

When he thought of this, Zhen Xiaoxiao did not choose to flee. Instead, he slowly withdrew the Heavenly Fire Night Disaster that was burning around his body in front of everyone.

Just as her beautiful face reappeared before the eyes of the world, the space above Blazing Feather Mountain suddenly fluctuated violently. It was as if the world had turned into a piece of white paper that was being pressed down by someone's palm and forcefully rubbing against it.

Boom!

When the space shrank to its limit, there was a loud explosion from the collapsed singularity!

Then, a man with a haggard face, dressed in a purple robe, stepped on a flying sword and flew out from behind the space wall!

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