3127: C3127 Last Time

C3127 Last Time

Long Yan thought, he had to first understand what the Ancient Runes recorded, so he had to understand the meaning behind each of them. However, he did not have much knowledge of the Ancient Runes, so he would need an expert like Spiritual Master Tai Yi to help him with this matter.

If these words messed up the order and were shown to him, even if he knew that it was a sword art, he would not dare to cultivate it. If he did not, he would be injured by the sword art and if the sword art was leaked out, it would be terrible.

These densely-packed skeletons formed at least ten thousand words, and could be considered to be a long story.

Long Yan looked at the first word of the novel. The brush strokes of the words were very strange, but after observing for a while, he realized that the characters looked very similar to the words Qian.

The word "Qian" had three paintings, and the ancient characters had three paintings as well. However, these three paintings contained a monstrous murderous aura.

As Long Yan transformed into his human form, with a simple wave of his finger, he shockingly discovered that the word "Qian" actually had the strangest killing sword technique of the way of the sword.

Maybe it meant sweeping away everything within a thousand miles. Long Yan could feel that the strong killing intent and the deathly aura, were all demonstrated from these complex words. Every word was a huge attack from a sword.

And following the trajectory of the writing, Long Yan realised that this was exactly the same move that the Sword Spirit was demonstrating.

Long Yan seemed to have found an even deeper meaning. These tens of thousands of words, he had tried to dismantle them himself to comprehend them.

When encountering complex characters, in a flick and flick, it was a * * attack, and the attack degree of the sword's edge was different.

After Long Yan finished demonstrating the word "Qian", a huge, blood-red aura of death shot out in front of him.

Wherever this aura of death passed by, Long Yan could feel that this word, "Qian", had actually caused a huge scar to appear on the blood-colored skeleton.

Suddenly, Long Yan seemed to have returned to reality from this space. He looked at the Conferred God Slash in his hand and all the words and imprints in his mind, which caused him to recover from his shock.

Long Yan was still in this room, perspiration covered his forehead. The Conferred God Slash actually hid so many secrets.

Long Yan knew that this sword spirit could not let it grow like this, or else one day he would not be able to control it.

Long Yan himself, the sword spirit, had already controlled the sword spirit. What he needed to comprehend now was the trajectory of the ten thousand words.

The word 'do' contained a boundless killing intent. One was brave and full of killing, one would not retreat. One would be sealed for a thousand miles. One would be forced to charge forward, to comprehend all the great Daos.

Long Yan waved the Conferred God Slash in his hand and started to quickly cast it in the room. Swish! Swish!

Following the brush strokes, he started to practice non-stop, which allowed Long Yan to discover a type of spirit of the sword.

Doing it was like crazily killing people, repeating the process of training and crafting the craziest method of killing sword light.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

It was just a simple word "dry", yet it actually caused Long Yan to feel that such a terrifying massacre was happening. Furthermore, the sword spirit was also dancing with it, and such an explosive attack, a large word, was actually just exploded out like that.

This word was countless times stronger than the Yin Yang Sword Technique. Long Yan was incomparably shocked.

Eighteen thousand words represented eighteen thousand sword moves.

Long Yan couldn't even imagine that terrifying figure. If he could completely master all of these attacks, and even train in them, then how huge of a massacre would that bring? One word had such a terrifying slaughter, and that kind of constant training, with so many words, and countless lives killed, could only imagine the shocking scene of the slaughter.

The more Long Yan thought about it, the more shocked he became, and his body began to tremble as well. Long Yan didn't know how powerful it would be if he truly used it and comprehended all these words.

At the moment, since he had mastered the cultivation path of these ancient characters, there was no need to ask about it from Daoist Master Tai Yi, not to mention that he might not even know what it was.

Long Yan could now understand why this Conferred God Slash had killed gods before and was even an infinitely advanced divine sword. The most terrifying aspect about it lay in its Conferred God Sword Art.

Long Yan did not have more than three days of time to prepare, but he had gained another layer of comprehension now. Yin Yang Sword Technique, the "Gan" Killing Sword Technique, and the Nirvana World's Power of All Things that he had comprehended were all things that Long Yan had gained in the past few days.

His Dragon Emptiness Realm had already begun to be built, and was in the process of completing it towards the Illusory Dragon Nation. Long Yan dreamt of creating a scene like the one in the fairyland.

"Little Black, I have completely transformed the Divine Essence Energy into Nirvana Power now, and I believe that if these attacks were to erupt, they would definitely become even more powerful. Little Lion might not be my match right now, but I have a forty percent guarantee against Wang Long.1

Long Yan firmed his confidence, he still had three days to cultivate and consolidate the attacks he had grasped.

If he still had enough time, Long Yan would have continued to practice the second word of the Divine Seal Method, which was a pity that time was not allowed.

His current strength could be considered as Holy Dynasty Continent, a young expert at the apex of the realm. Long Yan's power from the acupoints within his body had also allowed him to become an invincible shield of power.

All of Long Yan's cultivation, was increasing. His time was incomparably precious and his strength was constantly increasing. The appearance of this young man, was bound to cause everyone to witness his miracles.

The battle between Long Yan and Wang Long was one that was absolutely at the pinnacle of the world. Who knew how many practitioners from the outside world were anticipating this battle?

Originally, he would only face all of this in the future, but his plans would never be able to keep up with the changes.

Maybe this fellow had suffered a double blow, he wouldn't be able to tolerate Long Yan's existence.

How could he sit still when there was the news of his wife being taken away, and his own younger brother's death.

Three days passed by quickly, and in these three days, Long Yan did indeed gain some stable growth. Although the time he had prepared was not long, he had basically guaranteed half of it.

Even if he lost, he wouldn't lose too miserably, not to mention that he might not even lose.

Logically speaking, Wang Long and Long Ling should be arriving here today, but there were still no movements from the Heaven's Path Sword Sect.

Perhaps he had wasted some time on the road, but it was also possible that Long Ling was a kind person. She would definitely interfere in matters that were unfair to her.

Long Yan was incomparably excited. He opened the door and walked out, but he immediately saw Jin Xuanmeng, Jin Rong and Lin Zisu.

"Have you been guarding outside my room all this time? Where's Little Lion? Where did he go?" Long Yan was curious. These few days, he had been wholeheartedly cultivating and completely ignored everything else outside.

"Long Yan, Little Lion's master has come over. It seems like she wants to take him away."

"What?" Little Lion's master is that Lion Tribe's Commander who is known as the elite of the Regal Sovereign in the Heaven's Edge Wilderness? "

Little Lion's master possessed terrifying strength, so even if Lin Feng saw this person, he would still have to show incomparable respect.

Jin Xuanmeng pointed towards the direction outside of the courtyard.

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