Rebirth in the end of the world, the start is bound to the Yan Luo system

The next second they shouted these words, a thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the sky. Then Lin Bei couldn't help but wiped his eyes. He suddenly saw a long sword appearing in the air.

The sword is ten thousand meters high.

My mother.

Is this a joke?

He twitched the corner of his mouth.

Who can bear this sword?

It turned out that Lin Bei was overthinking, and the scene just now was just a formality. The long sword in the air quickly disappeared, but this time a surging force struck again, and it was no less powerful than before.

A figure wearing the same uniform as Ning Mingxuan and Ning Mingyu appeared.

The man lazily looked at the scene in front of him, frowned, with some dissatisfaction on his face, "Why did you ask me to come out?"

"Ancestor, you must make the decision for us. This guy insulted our sect. He is a disciple who is not talented. There is nothing we can do about this guy, but ancestor, you must make the decision for us!"

Ning Mingxuan was trapped in a cage, constantly being bombarded by thousands of ghost swords. At this time, his whole face was extremely pale and he was shouting at that figure with difficulty.

The figure called the ancestor set his sights on Lin Bei.

"That's you?"

He frowned and looked at Lin Bei with disdain.

Lin Bei did not deny the doubts, and said with a smile, "If you don't change your name, you can't change your surname. What just happened was my uncle's doing."

"good!"

"Have the guts!"

The ancestors praised him repeatedly.

But the expression on his face immediately changed.

Raising his hand, the cage formed by the Thousand Blades of the Ghost Sword instantly shattered, and Ning Mingxuan, who was freed from the cage, fell to the ground helplessly.

"This is a good knife, but it's a pity that it has a master like you!"

He looked at the Ghost Sword Thousand Blades, raised his hand, and the Ghost Sword Thousand Blades flew in the direction of him. But this sword was extraordinary. After all, it had a contract with Lin Bei, even if it was the Sword God.

There is no way to erase the mark on it.

The moment it fell on his hand, a strange red light suddenly lit up on the Ghost Sword Thousand-Blade Sword, and when the figure came into contact with it, the expression on his face was even more horrified. He looked at it quite unexpectedly.

Ghost Sword Qianren murmured: "This sword always feels familiar to me. Where did you get it from?"

"Why do I tell you this?"

Lin Bei took out his ears and said unceremoniously.

"Noisy!"

The ancestor was angry.

He flicked up his sleeves, and the things behind him spread out like fans, and then those fans flew in the direction of Lin Bei.

The strength displayed by each sword is terrifying.

10 great swords.

There is a majestic momentum on it.

There was a loud bang.

As 10 giant swords fell, the world changed.

Even the ground trembled.

In the forest in the distance, countless wild beasts fainted on the ground. The momentum spread from the ancestors to all directions, and everyone within ten miles was shocked by it.

"This is?"

In a manor in Nanhu City, an old man drinking tea put down the teacup in his hand and looked into the distance with a frown.

"This breath is so familiar."

"Could it be those Three Thousand Sword Gods?"

…

Nanhu City Headquarters of Zhengui Division.

A rugged man in uniform slammed the table, "Why did that old guy suddenly appear? Go check it out quickly. Last time he showed up, we helped him clean up the mess. This time we can't just watch it wreak havoc."

"

boom!

Several swords and stones were aimed at Lin Bei's direction and fell one by one.

Lin Bei's pupils shrank sharply.

This time it's serious.

And judging from the aura of that guy, he was pretty strong, not to mention the words Ning Mingxuan just kept saying about the God of Swords.

This reminded Lin Bei of something.

Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, it was probably related to the sword god in front of him.

When he first traveled across time, he had heard about some things about Nanhu City.

At the beginning of the recovery of the spiritual energy, all kinds of ghosts, monsters and ferocious things appeared in groups, which made the people miserable for a while. But at this moment, a group of powerful people stood up.

The most eye-catching among them is the man known as the Sword God.

It was rumored that the man was extremely powerful and could control thousands of swords, so he was called the Sword God, and the sect he belonged to was also named the Three Thousand Swords Sect.

But after a long time, this matter was gradually forgotten by people, and even the Three Thousand Sword Sect was replaced by the Three Thousand Sword Sect.

In this case, I am afraid that the person Lin Bei is thinking of is the guy in front of him.

His brows furrowed even more tightly. After all, this person is not easy to deal with. With just the strength in his hands, I don’t know if I can deal with him.

Lin Bei once again summoned two broadswords in front of him.

The Bloodthirsty Knife and Ghost Knife Thousand Blades are Lin Bei's reliance at this time.

Facing the dozens of giant swords that kept falling, Lin Bei could only mobilize two big swords to resist in embarrassment. Even so, he still could not stop the Sword God's offensive.

Strength gap.

Lin Bei is only at the beginning level of Blood Spirit now.

But the sword god in front of him had reached the pinnacle of human cultivation more than ten years ago.

There are ghosts and gods in this world.

And if there are ghosts cultivating people, then naturally there will be people cultivating in the world.

Corresponding to this are body refining, foundation building, mind concentration, Nascent Soul and so on.

As early as more than ten years ago, the Sword God Transformation had reached Nascent Soul.

Compared to ghost cultivators, his strength at this time is already that of the ghost king.

Even ordinary ghost kings would probably not dare to compare with him.

Therefore, Lin Bei had no ability to resist in front of him, and the long swords in front of him were still changing, gradually increasing from the previous ten. Looking from a distance, he didn't even mean to stop.

Suddenly, Lin Bei was even more dumbfounded. He looked in front of him in confusion.

Don't you have a CD?

Seeing the swords that kept appearing behind the Sword God, he was extremely depressed, but he could only deal with it with his own methods.

Two big knives were constantly in the air, interfering with the 10 long swords.

The knife is almost cut with a curled edge!

boom!

There was another loud noise.

The ground continued to shake, and with it came an even more turbulent force.

Lin Bei frowned and looked in the direction of the Sword God. Sure enough, all of this really came from this guy. At this time, the Sword God looked at Lin Bei with a sneer, and the contemptuous expression on his face became more obvious, "Aren't you going to give up yet?

?You are really the most talented man I have ever seen. When you faced me, not only did you not feel a trace of fear, but you actually thought you could compete with me. Do you really think that this is all my strength?"

Zheng!

Once the silver light flashes.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying scene suddenly appeared behind the Sword God. Thousands of swords suddenly appeared behind him. Looking at the sight in front of him, Lin Bei was completely dumbfounded.

Nima.

This is a death-defying rhythm!