I, the destined villain, start by taking the hero’s sacrificial flag

To break through the peak of the Martial Venerable Realm, he only needed eight hundred Heavenly Mandate Points, and he was now carrying a huge amount of money of more than 1,500 yuan!

Break through the peak first?

After thinking for a while, Ning Wei looked towards the Reincarnation Sword Classic.

The sword code is still the third layer.

There are nine layers of the Sword Codex, and each layer has a difference, but in general, there are three major levels, and every three layers have a big difference.

If the third layer can break through to the fourth layer, there will be a qualitative change in strength.

If you want to improve the Sword Codex, it is very expensive!

The first three layers of the Sword Codex require 100 Mandate Points each time.

The middle three layers, each layer needs a full five hundred! The last three layers, each layer needs

a full two thousand!

According to the system's prompts, if he cultivates to the ninth layer, he can spend 10,000 Heavenly Mandate Points to reach the extreme of the Sword Codex, he doesn't know what the ultimate is, only that it is terrifyingly many.

The reason why he had never improved the Sword Code before was because it was too expensive, and with that Heavenly Destiny Value, it was better to improve his cultivation to the peak.

Now, he not only wants to break through the peak of Wuzun, but also to advance the sword canon!

Soon, Ning Wei whispered in his heart: "Improve the ...... of the reincarnation sword canon" "

Ding, deduct the five hundred success of the Mandate of Heaven value...... The

two intentions of life and death spread, and Ning Wei instantly sank into some kind of mysterious, indescribable artistic conception.

In the artistic conception, he doesn't know external objects, he only feels that all things in heaven and earth are constantly withering and constantly being reborn, and his comprehension of the sword code is improving at a terrifying speed.

......

Spring goes and autumn comes.

In a blink of an eye, three years passed slowly.

A terrifying artistic conception began to spread from the Forgotten Sorrow Palace, and then above the Forgotten Sorrow Palace, it turned into a black and white double sword, with the Forgotten Sorrow Palace as the center, and the entire heaven and earth nearby lost its color.

All that remains, black and white.

The black sword, the endless meaning of death swept over, even if the martial saint faced this black sword, he only felt sullen and could not contact it for a long time.

The white sword is diametrically opposed, no matter who it is, as long as it touches it, it feels like a spring breeze, which contains indescribable vitality.

"Young Master, has this broken through to

the peak?"

"The young master's talent is becoming more and more terrifying, I remember that he only broke through the peak of the Martial Emperor three years ago, and after only three years, he not only stepped through the three realms of Martial Honor, but also reached the peak realm.

"With the terrifying coercion of the young master at this moment, once he breaks through, it is enough to kill immortals against the mortals, cross the huge gap in the fairy realm, and bombard the martial saint...... Hurry back, otherwise it will already envelop us, not to mention that we can't resist, even if we can barely resist the support, it will inevitably disturb the young master. Many

of the guards, bowing down with countless awe, fled into the distance.

Ning Yi found something, and his eyes flashed: "Transfer to the area of the white sword, the area of the white sword contains a touch of artistic conception of the young master, if you can feel something from it, even if it can't be compared to the young master, you will definitely gain a lot!"

"I don't know when I will be lucky enough to see the young master go all out...... Ning Yi said it well, go to the White Sword area. Many

of the guards who were about to retreat quickly moved towards the area covered by the white sword.

In the farther area, whether it was the Ning clan's descendants or the slaves, they all looked at the location of the Forgotten Worry Palace with awe.

Somewhere, a palace of singing and dancing.

As soon as the breath appeared, Ning Sha appeared at the gate of the palace with a flicker: "The peak of Wuzun, worthy of being my son Ning Sha...... Such a talent is far less than that of a father in the past.

Soon, Ning Sha thought of something: "Go to the ancestral tomb!"

The three words were divided into dozens of rays of light and flew around.

Then he gently raised his foot, one step for thousands of miles, and disappeared.

The reappearance is already in the unspeakable place of the sacred mountain.

In the

ancestral tomb, the strong men of the Ning clan are buried...... There are strong people who have died, and there are also strong people who have not died, but they do not hesitate to step out of the ancestral tomb, self-proclaimed in the ancestral tomb, and sleep silently.

This ancestral tomb is not luxurious.

On the contrary, it looks like a mass grave.

The only peculiarity is probably that no matter who sets foot in the ancestral tomb, even if it is a martial immortal, it will suffer from the oppression that cannot be expelled.

And because this ancestral tomb is located in an unknowable place on the sacred mountain. Therefore, there is no possibility for the outside world to explore the ancestral tomb.

The ancestral tomb can hardly detect the movement of the outside world.

"Family master, it's only been decades since you last entered the ancestral mausoleum...... If this is the case, you will either ascend to the upper realm, or enter the ancestral tomb and sleep with old age, and you will no longer be able to take over the position of the head of the family. An old voice rang out from beneath a mass grave.

A hoarse voice sounded under a certain grave: "In just forty or fifty years, as the head of the family, I have entered the ancestral tomb twice, which is unknown.

Ning Xu looked at the many graves for a while, and only spoke after a while: "My son, I have reached the peak of Wuzun, and I will be out of the customs in three days at the latest." "

The ancestral tomb is silent.

Long.

"Bang bang bang ......" appeared more than a dozen muffled sounds one after another.

More than a dozen graves exploded and coffins were erected.

Coffin, Kai.

Out of a dozen or so, seemingly lifeless old men...... In fact, they are all martial immortals, and in the outside world, they almost only exist in legends, martial immortals!

They are all rumored to be the powerhouses of the Ning clan who have already ascended to the upper realm...... In fact, they are all in this ancestral tomb.

"It's really my Ning's Qilin'er......" More than a dozen old men all showed shriveled smiles.

Then one of them whispered, "A few of our old bones join forces with you, enough to summon the rooftop." "

Ning Xue was just about to say something.

A burly man walked out from the depths of many graves: "Is my son okay?"

Compared with the old appearance of the rest of the people, that man is too young, and his cultivation is not enough.

Only the cultivation of the Martial Saint.

Although the Martial Saint is also a terrifying powerhouse in the Thrilling Realm...... However, compared to Ning Sha and the dozen or so old men, his cultivation can be called too low.

......

Forget the palace, inside the palace.

"Whew......" Ning Wei slowly exhaled and opened his eyes.

Host

: Ning Wei

Force: Young Master of the Ning Clan's Divine Clan/Ancient Dust Holy Land Holy SonCultivation

is: Wuzun Peak

Physique: Reincarnation Sword BodyQi

Luck: 50

Aura: Villain Aura (Miniature) (Eroded 84%)

Mandate of Heaven: 266

Backpack: Villain Aura (Miniature) *2

Cultivation, skyrocketing!

" At this moment, I may be able to slash the immortals against the mortal and slash the Martial Saint under the sword. Sensing the terrifying power in his body, Ning Wei smiled.

Cultivation is a

breakthrough! The sword code is also a breakthrough!

Especially

the sword codex, unless he deliberately uses the method of the sword codex, or urges the sword body, he can't reflect the miracle of the reincarnation sword body at all.

But now it's different, as long as he makes a move, even if it's a casual flat A, his heart will turn with life or death at will...... It's impossible to determine how much you've improved, and you'll need to fight someone to find out.

However, he can be sure that in the Nuoda Shocking Realm, apart from Emperor Wu, he can still threaten him, and no one has the strength to pose a danger to him.

Raise your feet and walk towards the palace gate...... It's a pity that this retreat took three years.

The reincarnation sword canon is too mysterious, and the peak of Wuzun is too mysterious, otherwise it would not have taken so long.

"Congratulations to the young master, congratulations to the young master......"

Outside the palace, the maids and servants of the Forget Worry Palace, the generals and guards guarding the foot of the mountain congratulated in unison.