Douluo's first sword

The mental power is pushed to the limit, and the demon knife Hongyu is attacked crazily!

An hour later, when Fang Xuan was sweating profusely and his mental energy was about to run out, he heard a "click" sound, as if a mysterious barrier had been broken through, and Fang Xuan's consciousness sank directly into the built-in space of the demon knife.

This is a vast chaos, with no light and no sound, just like the chaotic space before the creation of the world. There is nothing, a dead silence, and there is only endless darkness as far as the eye can see!

"Soul guide space?"

Fang Xuan was very surprised that there was such a mysterious space hidden inside the demon knife Hongyu. It was very similar to the storage space of the soul guide device, but there were many differences.

big!

This space is very large, like an independent small world, vast and boundless. There is indeed a big secret hidden in the demon sword. Fang Xuan was pleasantly surprised and couldn't help but guess: "Is this the inheritance place of a certain god?!"

But not long after, Fang Xuan denied his guess, because there was nothing here, only endless darkness.

His mental power spread out, and he slowly explored the surroundings. Another hour passed, but he still found nothing, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

After working for more than ten days, there was nothing gained in the end, only an empty mysterious space. Fang Xuan felt depressed, and gradually withdrew his mental power, preparing to come out of the demon knife.

"Buzz——"

At this moment, an ancient and vicissitudes of voice gradually sounded, echoing in the mysterious space.

"Challenger, welcome to Killing Floor!"

Killing Floor? !

Hearing the mysterious sound that suddenly sounded, Fang Xuan's spirit perked up, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. After searching for so long, there was no response, and now there was finally movement.

"Who are you? A weapon spirit? What kind of place is this?"

Fang Xuan felt confused and asked three questions in a row to the mysterious voice.

"This is the divine space of the Killing Demon Sword, called the Killing Space. Only those with god-level or god-level spiritual power can open the Killing Space!" The mysterious voice sounded again.

"Killing demon knife, killing space..."

Fang Xuan received two new pieces of information in succession and was greatly surprised by the novelty. He continued to ask: "Is the original name of Demon Sword Hongyu the Killing Demon Sword?!"

"That's right, Hongyu is the previous owner of the Demon Slaying Sword. It doesn't matter whether he is called the Demon Slaying Sword or the Demon Sword Hongyu. The name is just a code name." The mysterious voice said.

"Hongyu..."

Fang Xuan was in a daze, remembering the red-haired man he saw after holding the Demon Sword for the first time, who killed all the gods in fear. He should be Hong Yu, the previous master of the Demon Sword.

"How is Hong Yu doing now?" Fang Xuan asked curiously.

"Dead."

"What are you talking about? Hong Yu, who is so powerful, is dead. Who killed him?!"

Fang Xuan was greatly shocked. He had witnessed Hong Yu's divine power. He had slaughtered tens of thousands of gods by himself. His power was unparalleled and his energy was soaring into the sky. Even among the gods, that kind of strong man was the most top-notch existence.

Fang Xuan was shocked that such a powerful Hong Yu could fall. He was indeed the top expert in Douluo Continent, but there was a vaster divine realm above Douluo. If he went to the divine realm in the future, It's just the lowest existence, and even ordinary gods are enough to pose a threat to him.

So now, when I heard that Hong Yu was killed, I was very shocked, and even more wanted to know who killed such a powerful Hong Yu.

"I don't know... With the fall of Hong Yu, I was severely damaged, lost a lot of memory, and fell into a deep sleep. I just woke up recently." The mysterious voice said.

"Oh, I see."

Fang Xuan nodded and continued: "Then who are you, the weapon spirit of the demon sword?"

The mysterious voice said: "Yes, I am the spirit of the demon sword. My name is... yes... I forgot."

Fang Xuan: "..."

"Forget it if you can't remember. Then I'll call you a demon spirit first."

"Can……"

"Demon spirit, what exactly is this killing space? Is it the inheritance place of the gods?"

"Killing Space is a holy land for cultivation. If you practice here, your cultivation speed will be increased tenfold, including the increase speed of soul power and understanding of the mysterious laws. All of them will be increased tenfold. The masters of each generation of demon swords rely on their ability to kill. With the powerful ability of space, he can quickly improve his strength, thus being far ahead of his peers and standing at the top of the world very early."

Cultivation speed increases ten times!

Hearing the demon spirit's explanation, Fang Xuan's eyes turned red, and he couldn't help but feel ecstatic in his heart. His biggest headache now was the problem of increasing his soul power.

Since he reached Titled Douluo, the amount of soul power and experience required to upgrade was too much. In the past month or so, he has killed several powerful Soul Douluo warriors, as well as hundreds of powerful Soul Masters, and many more. He had obtained three hundred thousand year soul rings, but his soul power had not even improved by one level. He was still stuck at level ninety-one, which made him very depressed.

"Demon spirit, what is the method you mentioned to quickly increase your soul power? A divine test?" Fang Xuan asked impatiently.

"It is very similar in nature to the Divine Examination, but it is completely different from the ordinary Divine Examination. Each generation of demon sword masters must go through cruel training of blood and fire, and this killing space is a fighting Shura field. The killing space can be used as a demon sword. The Lord creates a variety of powerful enemies, with no limit on number or level, who can accompany him to fight and kill endlessly, allowing him to quickly increase his soul power in battle!"

Creating a variety of enemies, not limited to quantity and level, isn't this what Fang Xuan currently lacks.

The road to becoming a god is right in front of him. Fang Xuan doesn't lack other people, but he lacks opponents, because there are only a dozen or so titled strong men in Douluo Continent. Even if they are all killed, they won't be enough to support him to reach level 100.

But now according to what the demon spirit said, this magical killing space can actually create enemies by himself to accompany him to fight and train. This is simply a holy land of practice tailor-made for him.

In addition, not only in terms of soul power, but also in terms of comprehension, this space will also greatly enhance the soul master's comprehension. If Fang Xuan stays here to practice, maybe his understanding of the sword can be improved to a higher level.

Trying his best to suppress his excitement, Fang Xuan took a deep breath, looking eager to try, and said excitedly: "Demon spirit, help me open it."

"I'm sorry, I can't do it." The demon spirit said.

"Uh... why?"

"As you can see, the current Killing Space is nothingness. When Hongyu fell, the Demon Sword suffered a devastating blow. The Killing Space has collapsed and degraded to its most primitive state. It currently does not have the ability to create opponents. , and cannot achieve the blessing of ten times the cultivation speed!"

The smile at the corner of Fang Xuan's mouth gradually disappeared. What you have been saying about your feelings here for a long time is all nonsense. He was depressed for a while, and then asked tentatively: "Killing Floor, can it still be repaired?"

Ten times the speed of cultivation, greatly enhancing the absorption and comprehension of soul power. This ability of Killing Space is really too abnormal. Fang Xuan is very jealous, so he does not want to let go of this treasure land, and tries to see if he can kill the destroyed space. The space is restored to its original intact condition.

"OK."

The demon spirit gave Fang Xuan the answer he wanted most.

"What to do? How to repair the killing space!" Fang Xuandao.

"It's very simple, kill...god!" the demon spirit said.

"Did I hear you correctly? You are talking about the God of Killing, not killing people?" Fang Xuan fell into a sluggish state.

"That's right, the blood of ordinary mortals has no effect on the demon sword. Only by drinking the blood of gods can the demon sword be repaired as quickly as possible and reshape the killing space." The demon spirit said seriously.

"Kill God, Kill God???"

Hearing what the demon spirit said about how to repair the killing space, Fang Xuan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth violently. He killed the god and drank the blood of the god. There is really no guarantee that he can find the god in Douluo Continent now, and even if he is lucky, That's not necessarily Fang Xuan's killing of gods. It's more likely that he's going to kill a wave of people.

After all, he is still just a mortal, and there is an insurmountable gap between him and the gods. It is really not that simple to bridge this gap.

Just when Fang Xuan was feeling worried, the demon spirit's voice suddenly became weak and intermittent, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

"The energy is used up, I'm going to fall into a deep sleep..." the demon spirit said.

"Hey, wait a minute, don't sleep yet, I still have many questions!" Fang Xuan was a little anxious.

"I can't. My energy is exhausted and I'm going to sleep."

"Then when will you wake up?"

"Not sure, maybe...a hundred thousand years later."

Fang Xuan: "..."

Sorry, Kavin, it's late.

There is another update before twelve o'clock...