The memory images rushing through his mind allowed Feng Qi to understand the life of the Demon Sword.

When he came back to his senses, he felt a splitting headache.

Although he only saw fragments of the memory of the magic sword, many fragments flickered by, not all of them could be seen at a glance.

But the huge memory still brought him pain.

This feeling is even stronger than when reading the memory of the sacrifice line.

He couldn't help crying out in pain, sweat was dripping from his forehead, and his red eyes were bloodshot.

Feng Qi felt that his head was almost exploding with pain.

He closed his eyes at this moment.

The memory of the magic knife was still flashing in his mind, and for a moment he couldn't tell who he was.

What made Feng Qi even more unbelievable was that a wisp of sword intent gradually emerged in his heart.

Through the memory scenes, he witnessed the growth of the magic knife with his own eyes.

He also saw the process of cultivating a new owner of the magic sword. These memory scenes subtly infiltrated his heart when the "Dream Demon" read the memory, allowing him to unknowingly understand the meaning of the sword.

When the flame of the sword ignited in his heart, Feng Qi opened his eyes.

A cold light suddenly flashed in his red eyes, and the dust on the ground he pointed at was flying, and a pit mark appeared.

Feeling unbelievable, Feng Qi closed his eyes again.

The mental pain caused his body to tremble uncontrollably, and sweat continued to flow down, soaking the ground.

This memory was too long, and even the fragments of it were still difficult for him to digest.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered what "Mo" had said to Ling Zhan.

Mo Zeng said that he did not dare to read the memories of those ancient powerful men, as their long memories might burst his clone.

It can be seen how terrifying reading memory is.

Reading the memory fragments of the Demon Sword, although it is not as immersive as the Sacrifice Line, it is far more immersive than watching a movie. He is like a follower, witnessing the growth of the Demon Sword with his own eyes.

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He could even clearly feel the silent sadness and crying in Chaotian's heart when his sister Chaotian passed away.

Chaotian later trained countless strong men, and he could clearly feel that Chaotian gave out his feelings at the beginning, and then gradually closed his heart, turning into a real magic sword that only wanted to "kill gods".

During this journey of inner growth, he was the witness.

When the magic knife shattered the "silence", the crazy laughter of the magic knife was still echoing in his mind. At that time, a hearty feeling of victory actually arose in his heart.

It was precisely because of such a strong sense of immersion that when he came back to his senses, he was unable to distinguish between memory images and reality.

While breathing, Feng Qi's mental energy was almost exhausted.

Feeling dizzy, I opened my eyes to find that the world was spinning, and the scene in front of me had a double image.

But he endured the physical and mental discomfort and raised his head to look at the Lord of Mists.

At this time, the spiritual battle between the Lord of the Mist and the Demon Sword continues.

By memorizing the contents of the scene, Feng Qi can now be sure that the Demon Sword at this time is not at its strongest.

Even if it is far from comparable to the magic sword that can compete with the peak mist lord 1500 years later.

But the current magic sword is really scary.

If the flesh-and-blood slaves of the Demon Sword hadn't collapsed due to the suppression of the world's rules, the Demon Sword would still have been able to kill the Lord of the Mist and him even if the serious injuries had not yet healed.

It can be seen that the Lord of Mist now has an absolute advantage.

The blue light seeping from the body surface has suppressed the black mist dissipating from the magic sword, and the trembling of the magic sword has become weaker and weaker.

But for some reason, Feng Qi could clearly feel that the magic knife had not given up yet.

He was very familiar with that strong and sharp energy.

Unyielding, uncompromising, and the obsession to kill gods is erupting in repression.

Just as Feng Qi guessed, the consciousness inside the magic knife was accumulating strength.

"Another...miracle...I will not lose!"

Intermittent sounds sounded in Feng Qi's mind, and he heard the inner cry of the Demon Sword.

The sword energy soared into the sky at this moment, stirring the clouds above, and finally split the clouds into two and pushed them away.

"So what if it's a miracle... I can also... kill you!"

The trembling of the magic sword became violent at this moment. While the power of Miracle Will suppressed the magic sword, it also stimulated Chaotian inside the magic sword.

They are also objects, and miracles are gods transcending the ordinary world.

The Demon Sword's obsession is to kill gods with a mortal body. The energy of the sword burst out instantly, pushing Feng Qi away.

The Lord of the Mist, who was wearing jet black armor, was seen squatting slightly and assuming a sword-drawing posture, and his aura was rising steadily.

This move to seal the chess is very familiar.

Sword Overlord Style Three·Split the Sky.

I saw the purple in the eyes of the Lord of Mist gradually being covered by black, and then his right arm suddenly turned into an afterimage and he suddenly swung a knife forward.

Jam!

Like the roar of rolling thunder, a jet-black lightning tore apart the sky and rose into the sky, striking the sky above and tearing out a huge crack in space.

After a brief silence, strong winds swept down from the sky, causing the space formation to become messy and debris flying across several kilometers.

This blow looks like it's slashing toward the sky, but it's actually a challenge from the magic sword to the invisible "god".

Looking at the Lord of the Mist wielding a sword, Feng Qi thought of the Demon Sword's challenge to become a god.

At this moment, the Demon Sword obviously regarded the miraculous will within the Mist Master as a new whetstone and launched a challenge to it.

The power of the magic knife has been significantly improved at this moment.

At this time, the Lord of Mist suddenly spoke:

"The body is a blade, the heart is the sheath... Today I am happy to kill the god!"

After finishing his words, the Lord of Mist spread his legs, crouched slightly and placed the magic knife on his left side.

The aura of the Lord of the Mists began to rise again.

The sharp sword energy turned into a strong wind and blew in all directions. Feng Qi could only keep retreating to avoid the intensive sword energy offensive.

Under Feng Qi's gaze, the Lord of Mist maintained his sword-drawing posture, but the black mist on his body began to rise, gradually becoming evenly matched with the blue light.

The black mist surged forward at this time, converging into a humanoid figure holding a knife.

The figure in the black mist turned its back to the Lord of the Mist, holding a sword emitting billowing black smoke, looking ahead.

At this time, the black shadow moved, and it was seen slowly waving the knife.

There is no soaring sword power, and there is no sword energy emerging. The black mist figure holding the sword seems to be practicing the sword in slow motion, waving it stroke by stroke.

As time goes by, the black shadow swings the sword faster and faster, and the sword energy gradually emerges.

The black shadow seemed to be fighting an invisible enemy, the sword became more and more fierce, and the terrifying murderous intent rose into the sky.

The blue light emerging from the main surface of the mist was gradually suppressed as the black shadow holding the knife swung its sword, and actually tended to go down.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qi was shocked.

The magic knife actually suppressed the miraculous item, which is simply unbelievable.

Just when Feng Qi had a premonition of something bad, the blue light on the main surface of the Mist skyrocketed.

"Unresurrected tribesmen...I will never lose!"

The Lord of the Mist's obsession also awakened at this moment, and under the influence of his will, the effectiveness of the Miracle Will skyrocketed at the same time.

The blue light intertwined with the black mist, and the Lord of the Mist's left eye turned purple and his right eye turned black.

Two forces compete for the body of the Lord of the Mists.

boom!

The ground was the first to be unable to support the intertwining forces of the two parties, and was instantly covered with cracks, rapidly spreading outward with the Lord of Mist as the center.

Feng Qi and other onlookers immediately chose to continue retreating.

"cut!"

The Lord of Mist's soft drink sounded.

In an instant, the sword in the hands of the black shadow in front of him transformed into countless afterimages.

Even the sun in the sky was covered by black knife shadows that blocked the sky. The crisscrossing knife shadows seemed to divide the world into countless pieces.

Even though they had retreated a long way, Feng Qi and other personnel involved in creating the space program were still affected and could only continue to retreat.

Jam!

The sound of space shattering sounded one after another. Feng Qi looked up and was horrified to find that space countercurrent vortices appeared in the sky, pulling the world together, as if the whole world was about to collapse.

After swinging this blow, the power of the magic knife skyrocketed, further suppressing the blue light released by Miracle Will.

But this disadvantage only lasted for a few seconds before the Lord of the Mist reversed it.

At this moment, the Lord of Mist's aura surged.
To be continued...