The unprecedented Fuxi Yuanshen plus the Fuxi Shenti are tailor-made for the Fuxi Sword. If Meng Fan is not suitable for the Fuxi Sword, then no one in the world will be suitable for the Fuxi Sword.

Hearing this, not to mention how Elder Lin reacted, even Meng Fan's heart was beating wildly.

What did Patriarch Yipin mean by this?

Meng Fan was afraid that he was thinking too much, so he didn't dare to think about it at all.

The next second, a sword cut through the space and suddenly appeared between Patriarch Yipin and Meng Fan, standing horizontally in the void.

"Meng Fan." Patriarch Yipin said seriously.

"Disciple is here!" Meng Fan bowed with a solemn face.

"Today, I give you the Fuxi Sword. In the future, you will be the real sword holder of the Shushan Sword School. You should kill all the evil spirits in the world and eliminate all injustice!"

At this moment, the [Sword Holder Elder] had no pretense in front of Meng Fan, the [Sword Holder].

"Disciple will definitely fulfill his mission!" Meng Fan said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

There was no need to be modest at this time. The Fuxi Sword was delivered to his door. He would be a fool to refuse at this time.

Even though Meng Fan now had many precious swords and magic weapons, the Fuxi Sword was still a treasure to him, which made him very excited.

"Hold it!" Patriarch Yipin said to Meng Fan.

Meng Fan heard it and put his hand on the hilt of the Fuxi Sword without hesitation.

At this moment, everyone held their breath.

Except for Elder Lin and Lin Tianxing, the invisible man, Patriarch Yipin also looked a little nervous.

Meng Fan was very good, there was no doubt about that, but no matter how good he was, he might not be able to let the Fuxi Sword recognize him as the master.

After all, this was the Fuxi Sword!

The moment Meng Fan put his hand on the Fuxi Sword, the Fuxi Sword suddenly made a sword sound that shook the earth.

Fortunately, this was Patriarch Yipin's cave, otherwise the sword sound would be enough to resound throughout the entire Northern Territory.

At the moment when the sword sounded, Meng Fan's whole body suddenly shook, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

The next second, his consciousness appeared in a desolate world.

Silent, vast, and desolate.

"Is this... the breath of the ancient times?" Meng Fan didn't know what the ancient times were like, but the moment he appeared here, he had this feeling.

It was hard to explain, as if there was some guidance in the dark.

He didn't know whether this was the human world, the demon world, or the fairy world, and he was very unfamiliar with everything.

"Huh?" Just when he had just landed here and was still full of curiosity about this world, the world suddenly shook.

He subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The sky was cracked.

And this crack was not a simple space crack.

This crack was very large, and it shouldn't even be described as a crack, it was simply endless. The sky cracked was not enough to describe it, to be precise, it was simply the sky tilted!

In that endless crack, black gas began to emerge continuously. The black was extremely black, darker than ink, and instantly dyed the whole sky black.

Even the distant sun was covered by this black, and could not shine any light.

The world fell into endless darkness.

After a while, a touch of red light flashed, and then gradually illuminated the whole world.

The sun!

A sun stood very abruptly in this world, not as far away and unreachable as usual.

"Hey, this is not a normal sun, it seems to be moved by humans." Meng Fan looked at the sun that was close to the world and murmured.

He seemed to see a human figure in this sun.

It was very shocking!

Picking stars and embracing the moon, this is often heard, and some powerful people can indeed do it.

But the sun, this is not the stars and the moon. I have never heard that a strong person can pick the sun. This is absurd and dare not even think about it.

But at this moment, it is in front of Meng Fan.

It turns out that a truly powerful person can not only pick the stars and the moon, but can even lift the sun!

Under Meng Fan's gaze, the figure in the sun soared into the sky and rushed towards the crack in the sky.

The crack in the sky no longer continued to emit black gas, and instead a figure in a black robe walked out.

[Demon from the outside world]

Such a word popped up in Meng Fan's mind.

He had seen some unofficial historical records in the Sutra Library. Because their authenticity could not be proved, and they were too absurd, they were unofficial histories and were all read as storybooks.

He had seen a piece of unofficial history. In ancient times, there was a catastrophe of world destruction, and the demon from the outside world invaded, and the human world was almost destroyed.

At this moment, he couldn't help but connect this paragraph. It seems that what he had read before was not unofficial history.

It was just forgotten by the world.

It shouldn't be forgotten!

"Nie Jiuyou, are you going to stop me?" The demon from the outside world in a black robe scolded the figure rushing out of the sun.

Hearing this name, Meng Fan's mind was greatly shaken.

Nie Jiuyou!

This name is so familiar.

He had just heard of this name in the Demon Realm a few days ago.

He clearly remembered that day in the Demon Valley, Lin Yuming walked up to him and asked him: "Mr. Meng, have you heard of the name Nie Jiuyou?"

Heard it!

Unfortunately, I heard it now.

For the time being, I can't go back to the Demon Realm to tell Lin Yuming that I have heard of this name.

But at this moment, his heart was still full of curiosity. The name that Lin Yuming mentioned before was actually heard in this world in the memory of Fuxi Sword.

If he guessed correctly, this world was ancient.

The Nie Jiuyou mentioned by Lin Yuming was, if nothing unexpected happened, a person who had survived from ancient times to the present day, otherwise Lin Yuming would not know Nie Jiuyou.

For a moment, Meng Fan was immediately full of curiosity about this figure.

"Of course I have to stop you!" Nie Jiuyou said in a cold tone.

Hearing Nie Jiuyou's voice, Meng Fan frowned. He felt that this person's voice seemed a little familiar, but after careful recollection, there was no one who could match the name in his mind.

Illusion?

Then again, in the vast sea of ​​people, there are few people who look similar, but there are many people who have similar voices.

And many times, if you cover your face, you will not be so sensitive to the voice.

Meng Fan was too lazy to think about it when he couldn't remember it. He felt that it was probably just his illusion. Even if he was really familiar, it must be just a similar voice, which was not surprising.

At the same time, Nie Jiuyou had already started fighting with the extraterritorial demon.

Because Lin Yuming had mentioned the name Nie Jiuyou, Meng Fan was still very curious about him and was full of expectations.

As a result...

The extraterritorial demon waved his hand, and Nie Jiuyou's figure suddenly exploded and turned into ashes.

For a moment, Meng Fan was stunned and confused.

I had such high expectations for him, but Nie Jiuyou was killed in an instant. Isn't he too rubbish?

It's just trash!

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