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The cold glint was like snow, shining in Lin Xiao's eyes.

This was the Underworld King Sword, a familiar aura. Lin Xiao extended his hand and the Netherworld King Sword flew over. Grasping the Underworld King Sword in his hand, Lin Xiao felt as though he was the will of heaven and earth. In this world, he was the only ruler.

At the same time, an intermittent image appeared in his mind.

The first image depicted a man clad in divine armor looking down on all living beings. Beneath his feet were not only humans, but demons as well. Behind him was a sea of blood.

The second image was the same man, sitting on the throne with his hands on his head. The Netherworld Sword was stabbed into the corpse at his feet as he watched the enemy fly over. There were so many enemies that even a drop of water could not escape.

In the third image, there was only the Nether King Sword. Its body was shattered and the only thing that could be seen was the sword falling down from the mountain of corpses.

Lin Xiao opened his eyes in shock. Was the man in that scene Pluto? In the end, Hades' sword broke. Could it be that Hades' defeat in that battle had been a result of being surrounded and killed by his enemies? And so, Hades' sword had been broken as well.

When he came back to his senses, he felt sweat dripping down his back and his breathing had become heavy.

Who were those people that dared to surround and kill Pluto? What was going on with the corpse mountain under Pluto's feet? And why was Pluto the human and demon race in the first scene?

The more Lin Xiao thought about it, the more his head hurt, so he could only give up. He looked at the Underworld King Sword in his hand and felt a sense of joy from it.

The Netherworld Sword was no longer intact. The blade was formed from the spirit of the Netherworld Sword. The Underworld King Sword was extremely close to Lin Xiao, and this was because he had obtained a strand of Hades' killing intent. He was acknowledged by the killing intent of Pluto, and the killing intent of Pluto was acknowledged by the sword itself.

"Your previous master was very powerful. Perhaps I can only look up to him for the rest of my life, but I will do my best to catch up to him. I just hope that I won't disappoint your acknowledgement of me." Lin Xiao said in a soft voice. It was as if the Underworld King Sword had heard his promise, and waves of sword hums rang out.

"Follow me and kill your way out."

Lin Xiao's eyes darkened as he gripped the Netherworld King Sword tightly. He felt as though it had merged with every blood and meridian in his body. It was as though they were all from the same source.

It was only a single slash!

The moment the sword slashed out, the land around it turned into a mess. The sky and earth were filled with wails and wails as all the living beings cried out in grief. Their bodies were broken, their swords and sabers were broken as well …

This pitch-black space had been cut apart. White light rushed in from tens of thousands of feet high, and Lin Xiao's body turned blurry as she disappeared from where she stood in a flash.

"Awake!" Lin Xiao woke up! "

"Father!" "Father, how are you?"

Lin Xiao's eyelids twitched. Before she could open her eyes, she heard the Mole and Lin Yan crying out in joy.

When Lin Xiao's eyes got used to the light, he could clearly see that he was in a cave. Lin Yan and the big mole were almost at Lin Xiao's face.

He was silent as he lay there quietly, his heart still in shock at the sight of the Netherworld Sword. Who exactly was Pluto?! Why would such a scene appear under his sword? The heavens and earth wailed, and all living beings cried in grief. It was as though doomsday had arrived.

He thought about it carefully, and it seemed that the first time he had come into contact with Pluto was in a burrow. The mole had told him that the palace was the Palace of Pluto.

What kind of character was Pluto?

"Father, why are you not saying anything? Have you gone stupid? Don't scare Little Flame." Lin Yan saw Lin Xiao staring at the ceiling of the cave, but his eyes did not move at all. He thought Lin Xiao was stupid.

"You're the silly one. Can you two let me take a breath of fresh air?" Hearing that Lin Xiao still had the mood to retort, Lin Yan flew into the air, grinning. The big mole also took a few steps back, giving Lin Xiao some space.

"I knew my father would be invincible and invincible. It's great that you're fine, Father." It made Lin Xiao feel both angry and amused. He had almost died, yet he was still invincible. When he had time, he definitely had to give Lin Yan a supplementary lesson. No matter what, he was still a doctoral student, how could his daughter be so weak?

Lin Xiao did not notice. Unknowingly, he had already gotten used to Lin Yan calling him father, and his love for Lin Yan had also gradually turned into a fatherly love.

"Old Black," Although Lin Xiao had escaped from his life, he was still unable to move, and every movement of his caused his entire body to feel pain. He could only tilt his head to look at the big mole who was sitting at the side, his honest and honest appearance was still very amiable as he said, "Thank you, Old Black, you saved me."

Hearing Lin Xiao's earnest thanks, the mole scratched his head and smiled. "You said we're friends."

"Yes, friend." The mole had already saved him twice, the first time in the underground cave, and the second time under the sword of the person who had ambushed Lin Xiao. There was no need for him to ask the mole why he had saved him, as he had told the mole before, and also as the mole had told him now.

They were friends!

"Sorry, Ol 'Black, I was wrong to blame you before." A sentence of 'urge to live' came from Lin Xiao's stomach, striking the both of them. Lin Yan actually imitated Lin Xiao's words of address and called the big mole 'Old Black'. This baby-like voice made the big mole feel extremely embarrassed.

"It's fine, I don't care." The mole saw Lin Yan jump onto its head in a familiar manner, his eyes rolling up and down, almost unable to turn back.

"What Old Black? Lin Yan, Old Black is my brother. You have to call him uncle." Lin Xiao's dignified voice sounded out, causing Lin Yan to make a face at him.

"I know, Dad. "Nice to meet you, Uncle Black."

Laohei, Uncle Hei... The mole pursed his lips. They were indeed father and daughter. The way they talked was the same as being disliked. Was brown and black really that hard to distinguish?

The three of them teased each other for a while before deciding to let Lin Xiao rest first. Lin Yan and the big mole came to the cave entrance to guard it.

Lin Xiao had already seen the changes in Lin Yan from the time she attacked Old Black. The Ethereal Flame did not increase, but the purity of the flames had increased by a large amount. Furthermore, his connection with the Ethereal Flame was much closer.

Of Lin Xiao's current mastery of power, Hades' Flame was the strongest, followed by Pluto's Five Slashes. The weakest was naturally the Cold Water Essence.

Perhaps it was time to find a body for the spirit of the Netherworld Sword.

Lin Xiao had a plan in mind. He had obtained two items from Fang Daoyu, one was the Three Steps of the Sky Serpent, the other was a special refining technique. This technique was very special as it could refine demon essence into weapons.

In the past, Fang Daoyu had fooled Lin Xiao because he thought Fang Daoyu was useless, and Lin Xiao had been fooled as well. But now, he wanted to thank Fang Daoyu properly.

He had already had the thought of splitting a portion of the Silent Flame into the Sumeru Sword. Before this, the sword had always wanted him to condense it with the Silent Flame, which was too troublesome. Moreover, the battlefield was ever-changing and a second was enough to determine life and death.

The reason why he had yet to make a move was precisely because of this piece of artifact forging technique. Without an artifact spirit, it would be impossible to unleash the true combat strength of a weapon.

Therefore, he had no choice but to give up. But now it was different. Not only did he have a artifact spirit, he was also the spirit of the Netherworld Sword!

He had forged a sword from the powerful Silent Flame Li and the legendary Spirit of the Nether King Sword. He was looking forward to the moment the sword was completed!

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