Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

In the depths of the soul space, Mo Nian smiled coldly: "You also have today?"

The way of heaven has a good reincarnation, which is really satisfying.

Although it was a bit annoying [Sword of God—Meteor], Daofeng still wrapped the mottled ancient sword in white cloth on his back.

"Old man, you put away the sword intent first, I believe you still have this ability, and you don't use supernatural powers at will, otherwise the obliterating law will be happy to send us to heaven."

"Hey~ I've been underestimated, little knife, do you know that this sword has been here for more than [-] years since it entered the suspended animation, and it didn't move at all during the whole process?"

"You are so old~"

"That's not!"

At this time, the sun was just rising, and a little light was setting under the cliff.

The purple soul ring rose, and the white sword wings spread out.

It's time to go up.

"Tsk tsk, little knife, I didn't say that, with your appearance and temperament, and with such a pair of sacred wings, you really look like those immortal birdmen!"

"That is to say, in this barren land, if it is outside, I am afraid that it will alert the strong immortals to take action."

"I hope it's as you said, but I'm afraid that the immortal-level powerhouses don't have time to care about me now."

"Since the first battle tens of thousands of years ago, the vitality of the human race has been severely damaged."

"And in the past 10,000+ years, the [Human Race Order] has been activated no less than thirty times."

"Destroyer stars, sky-level monks are all fine. Heroes emerge from iron and fire, and breakthroughs are found from blood and tears. Although the overall number is shrinking, it barely maintains stability."

"But the number of immortal-level powerhouses is on the verge of collapse."

"In countless bloody battles, none of the human monks has achieved longevity."

"Today, only the [Ten Saints] are known to be surviving monks at the immortal level, and the [Ten Saints], except for the War Saints and Array Saints guarding the Tianmu Fortress, are all recovering from their injuries in deep sleep."

"Has the human race... reached this point?" Meteor's voice was a little sad.

Although he is a sword spirit now, he was also a human being back then.

And not the weak.

The highest level of cultivation is the ninth floor of the Extinct Star Realm, which is only a short distance away from the sky.

pity……

Something went wrong while hunting a demon equivalent to the seventh floor of the extermination star.

Relying on a higher level than the demons who crossed the line of defense, plus one hand is the sword intent of the wind that even most Tianmu level powerhouses who practice swords lament.

He is not afraid.

I thought that with such an advantage, the hunting variables would not be too big.

Immediately go to the reinforcements as quickly as possible after receiving the [Human Race Reinforcement Order].

Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the destination, the seventh-level life planet had been slaughtered.

According to the information, the demon on the seventh floor of the Extinct Star Realm was going to the next planet of life. When he saw him break through the space and teleport, he turned around and came to kill him.

Where is that demon still on the seventh floor of the Extinct Star Realm?

It is already a top powerhouse who has just entered the Sky Screen Realm! !

Under the void is a fragmented planet of life.

The bustling human city in the past is full of ruins, with broken limbs and remains everywhere, and some corpses still hold their swords tightly, and their eyes are wide open.

How can these human monks who are no higher than the tenth realm and even cross the stars resist it?

The surging magma is devouring the entire planet...

Never let it go! !

Otherwise the situation will get out of hand.

In order to stall it after a call for help was issued.

His life, cultivation, and physique were almost all burned out.

When he was seriously injured and dying, he finally waited for the help of the Tianmu-level powerhouse.

When the path of cultivation was broken and his life was about to die, he chose to incarnate as a sword spirit to continue fighting against all races and guarding the race of humans.

This is not without cost, on the contrary, the cost is unimaginably heavy.

"At least the human race is not dead."

"Too……"

"Little knife, do you notice the strangeness of this place?"

"Old man, I'm not blind, the law of obliteration is aiming at us."

"Well, this is the key for our human race to rule the starry sky again."

"Old man, you really have a big heart. At this time, you should think about yourself first. If you die again now, you will be as dead as your soul, and there is no possibility of reincarnation."