"Ahh

All the remaining consciousness of Fan Yu let out a terrible scream.

However, the chaos was not moved at all, and after a slight rotation like a millstone, it completely crushed him!

Silence, only deathly silence.

In the grinding disc composed of black and white qi, there is no longer any breath of Fan Yu.

It seems that even the traces of his existence have been completely erased at this moment!

I don't know how long it has been, in the secret room of the Fan family, Fan Yu's body suddenly trembled, and he opened his eyes in horror.

He gasped, "I ...... Am I dead?"

After looking around, the horror and confusion in Fan Yu's eyes slowly dissipated.

The surrounding scene is so real that even the lines engraved on the rune paper have not completely dried up.

It's still the same as before.

"Could it be that everything was an illusion just now?"

Fan Yu's mind was already in a trance.

"No, that's not right...... It's definitely not an illusion, how can there be such a terrifying illusion!"

If this is really an illusion, then this level of illusion, even at the peak of his previous life, cannot be constructed at all.

After entering the starry sky just now, every trace of his body and soul was real to a terrifying level.

Especially at the end, the feeling that his soul was torn apart repeatedly and fell into death step by step, even now in retrospect, Fan Yu still feels deep pain and fear.

Only then did he realize that his whole body was already wet with cold sweat.

Fan Yu muttered to himself, "Could it be that is the true dimension that exists inside the Ancestral Dragon Reverse Scale?"

Before the words fell, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Fan Yu's face.

He suddenly realized that his originally extremely weak soul had quietly become stronger at some point!

Although this slight improvement, there is still a long distance for the threshold of the Condensing Realm.

But for Fan Yu, it is undoubtedly a big surprise.

"Is it because of the Chaos Mill?"

Fan Yu's heart beat wildly.

His gaze slowly fell on the left side of his chest.

From the fluctuations from the ancestral dragon's scales, he could clearly feel that as long as he wanted, he could return to that space again and experience the previous feelings.

Once again, the soul is crushed, reduced to nothingness, and death is experienced.

Thinking of the extremely real death and the unbearable pain, the corners of Fan Yu's mouth couldn't help twitching.

His eyes flickered, and there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

To enter, or not to enter?

Time passed quietly.

"No, even if I experience that kind of pain again, I have to figure out what the mystery of this ancestral dragon reverse scale is!"

Fan Yu gritted his teeth and had already made up his mind.

He carefully controlled the soul power, separated from the sea of knowledge, and as soon as he came into contact with the ancestral dragon scales, he felt a flower in front of him and entered the mysterious starry sky.

Black and white, whirling and entwining, like chaos.

This time, although Fan Yu had already been mentally prepared, the pain and torture in it were almost beyond his limit.

It was a pain that cannot be described in words.

Even, this can no longer be called a word "pain".

The experience of the soul being torn apart, crushed inch by inch, and vanishing in smoke is insignificant even compared to the soul refining.

But what made Fan Yu even more unbearable was the fear of death.

The emptiness, despair, and fear he felt in the moment before his consciousness was annihilated was enough to destroy anyone's mind.

There is a great terror between life and death.

Throughout the ages, many people who claim not to be afraid of death are just because they have not truly experienced the absolute nothingness before death.

But in this short period of time, Fan Yu has already experienced it twice.

After his consciousness returned to the real world, Fan Yu's face was pale, and there was still a look of horror in his pupils.

It was only after a long cup of tea that he finally recovered, his expression replaced by excitement and joy again.

He found that his soul power had grown a little stronger!

Fan Yu said excitedly: "This chaotic grinding disc can really strengthen my soul!"

"Try again!"

The light in Fan Yu's eyes disappeared in an instant.

In an instant, his body trembled slightly, and his pupils were bloodshot.

But this time, his recovery time was undoubtedly much faster.

Obviously, under such a tempering beyond the limit, Fan Yu finally got used to this kind of pain.

He gasped for breath as he wiped the sweat from his head and laughed out loud.

"It's true that as soon as I dozed off, someone immediately sent me a pillow! I'm still worried that I can't improve the strength of my soul, and now with this Chaos Mill, wouldn't it ......?"

He didn't continue, but shivered fiercely.

"However, this kind of torture is really life-threatening...... It's okay once or twice, but if there are too many times, I'm afraid the whole person will go crazy. ”

Fan Yu couldn't help but gain and lose.

After being crushed by the Chaos Mill Disc three times in a row, his soul strength had already begun to approach a large section towards the realm of "Condensing".

The speed is almost as fast as months of penance for others, to the point of unbelievable.

But this method, not only has he never seen it, but he has never even heard of it.

"I know that when the soul is broken and reassembled, it becomes more condensed, just as a warrior tears his muscles through exercise, and it also makes the physical body stronger. ”

He said thoughtfully: "It's just that the soul is such a mysterious thing, and it is too terrifying that this Chaos Mill can actually control it to such a degree." ”

After his mind moved, Fan Yu's consciousness surged into it again.

However, this time, when the soul returned to its place, the expression on Fan Yu's face was even more ugly than any time.

Because he had been struggling in the Chaos Mill for longer than before.

He even deliberately let go of his mind and immersed himself wholeheartedly in the process.

The madman's approach!

But the good thing is that the soul power that has increased this time is almost catching up with the sum of the previous ones!

Fan Yu didn't dare to try anymore.

He had a faint premonition that his soul had now reached a certain limit state, and if he entered the chaos mill again, it was very likely to be really crushed and never recovered.

Moreover, his willpower was almost completely overdrawn, and at least for a short time, he could no longer bear that kind of torture and fear.

He still understands the truth that things must be reversed, and he still understands the truth that it is too much.

At this moment, Fan Yu was no longer in the mood to draw talismans.

After drawing more than 2,000 sigils in a row and refining them in the Chaos Mill several times, even if he was an iron-beaten man, he felt a little overwhelmed.

"That's it this time, after all, it's to solve the family's urgent needs. However, if you want to develop in the long run, you still have to train a few more talismans in the family. ”

With a wave of his sleeves, he put away all the things in the secret room, changed into a white robe and walked out.

At this time, it was already dusk, and the fragrance of food wafted in the Fan family's mansion, and laughter and laughter continued to come from all sides.

At sunset, the sun shines on the body, making people feel extremely warm.

Fan Yu's heart is also very warm - this is the feeling of home.

After sending someone to put two thousand talisman seals, half of them on consignment in Fanjiafang City, and half of them to Yu's house, Fan Yu looked at the sky and walked quietly towards the door.

He burst out laughing.

A man stood in his way.

Under the ancient tree, a beautiful shadow stood in the sunset, a pair of autumn water scissors with a little smile, looking at Fan Yu without blinking.

Her shadow is slender, and so is her people.

It was Yuluo.

Fan Yu smiled: "What a rare guest, I didn't expect Miss Yu to come to the cold house, it's really an honor." ”

When Yuluo heard this, he said angrily: "It's an honor, stinky boy, I didn't see you come to greet me, Miss Ben came early in the morning and waited for you at your Fan family all day." ”

She blinked, bit her lip and said, "I ask you, have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Fan Yu was stunned when he heard this, and said with a wry smile: "I haven't forgotten, of course I haven't forgotten!" It's just that I've been so busy these days, isn't this just after I am done, I'm going to go to the Yu family to find you." ”

"Hmph, that's pretty much it. ”

Yu Luo pursed his lips and smiled, suddenly turned straight, and said, "However, I didn't come here today for this matter. ”

Fan Yu said: "Oh, it is definitely not a trivial matter to let Miss Yu run in person." ”

Yuluo said: "This time, my father ordered me to hand over this sword to you personally." ”

Hearing this, Fan Yu suddenly found that Yu Luo was holding a strange sword in his hand.

His eyes lit up.

The reason why this sword is strange is not because it looks weird, but because it should have absolutely no reason to be treated so solemnly by Yu Yuan.

There is absolutely no reason why Yuluo needs to send it over in person.

It's a broken sword.

On the body of the sword, there is no longer any luster, and countless lines are criss-crossed, and it looks very old.

Although it can be vaguely surmised that before this broken sword is damaged, it should be a good quality source soldier.

But now that he has broken off three points from the tip of the sword, he has obviously lost his spirituality.

No matter how you look at it, it's just a scrap that doesn't look good.

But Yu Yuan naturally couldn't let Yu Luo send a scrap product.

Fan Yu has already come to interest.

He knows that the more strange things are, the more likely they are to hide huge mysteries.

His eyes burned and he said, "What is the origin of this sword?"

Yuluo shook his head and said, "I don't know, and my father doesn't know either." ”

Fan Yu obviously didn't expect this answer.

He was stunned and said speechlessly, "You don't know?"

However, Yuluo's next sentence made his face change greatly.

Yuluo said: "This sword is very mysterious, even my father does not know its origin, but he knows that this sword is a treasure that Uncle Fan Xin regards as his life!"

Fan Yu said excitedly: "What did you say? This is a relic left by my father?"

Yuluo nodded, and said in great detail: "Yes, this is what Uncle Fan carries personally." But I heard my father say that before the accident, he came to Yu's house once, handed over the broken sword to him by hand, and told him to wait until the time was ripe before handing over the broken sword to you. ”

Fan Yu's face has completely changed.

In his memory, Fan Xin had never been equipped with a sword, and the source soldier he used was also a high-grade spear, when did he have such a strange sword of unknown origin?

When he thought about it, Fan Yu had already taken the sword from Yuluo's hand.

The moment he held the hilt of the sword, Fan Yu's whole person was like a lightning strike, and his body was shocked!

He was almost suffocating.

"Artifact...... Is this actually an artifact?" Fan Yu muttered in disbelief with trembling hands.

Seeing his expression, Yuluo's face was full of doubt, but he didn't interrupt him silently.

Fan Yu had completely failed to notice Yu Luo's expression, and all his attention was on this broken sword at the moment.

With a slight stroke, the ancient blunt blade cut his fingers, and after the blood poured out along the blade, it did not fall, but slowly penetrated into it.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Fan Yu's eyes twitched.

He breathed heavily, "I didn't expect that in this Nether Primordial Heaven, I could actually encounter an ownerless artifact sword embryo. ”

"It's just a broken sword, but it's ......"