"Go!"

Xiao Yihan snorted lightly, and at the center of his eyebrows, a large black hole floated out, placed in the sky above the Sword Spirit Pool, and conjured up a tower, which was one of Xiao Yihan's killer weapons——— Sky Swallowing Tower. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the sword spirit pool, there is also a part of the tower spirit, which is colorful and has different strengths and weaknesses.

Some have gone through thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years, and some are only a few years, or more than ten years.

However, at this moment, it all fulfilled Xiao Yihan.

The Sky Swallowing Tower is like a bottomless black hole, no matter how deep it is hidden, no matter how many tower spirits there are, they are all found out by the Heaven Swallowing Dao breath one by one, and thus devoured.

The black wind flowed, tearing through the air and making a screeching sound.

Xiao Yihan was cross-legged on the ground, and suddenly, his expression moved slightly, and his eyes glanced at a stone field not far from where he was sitting, and found a few lines of ancient characters, engraved on it.

This is the orthodox Beihai character, Xiao Yihan has been in Beihai for a long time, and has mastered this ancient character that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years.

"My name is Good Luck, and I am a disciple of the sixth generation of Wuqu Xingjun, with the serial number sixty-three. Because he found the sword spirit pool here, he wanted to take it away forcibly. However, the mana is shallow, and in the end it is in vain...... Leave a secret and teach the fellow disciples who come later, and hope that you will succeed and win this ...... of creation left by my good luck son for you."

On the hard stone floor, the words are delicate, clearly engraved on it, and after years of weathering, they have not yet been blurred.

Xiao Yihan's face was full of strange looks, and he didn't believe the nonsense that this good luck said.

If it was really like what he said, he left a secret and passed it on to future generations, and he could move this sword spirit pool, then why did he give up back then? Such a great creation, he himself doesn't want it, and has such a good heart to leave it to future generations?

It is said that the mana is shallow, and in the end it is in vain, but if you become a disciple of Wuqu Xingjun, which one is a general? I'm afraid it's all half a pound and eight taels, and no one can be stronger than the rest.

Xiao Yihan's eyes still glanced down, and under the line of graceful fonts, there was a scribbled handwriting.

The words are sprinkled with a total of more than 800 words, telling a very peculiar fairy art.

According to this formula, after practicing to the fullest, it is enough to fit a city into an illusory space framed by the caster.

Xiao Yihan groaned a little, and began to slowly recite the mantra, and word by word flowed through the bottom of his heart.

Airplanes!

A hazy space slowly appeared in front of Xiao Yihan, and he suddenly opened his eyes and shot out two dragon-shaped rays of light, the golden light was extremely dazzling.

This mantra is true, there is no falsehood, Xiao Yihan, as a spellcaster, can clearly feel the connection with the illusory space he has constructed.

One spirit after another, a steady stream of unreal space was sucked in, and the real one was preserved in it, as if there was a secret force that directly suppressed those spirits, and became no longer resistant, like an obedient little sheep, there was no need to spend a lot of effort to refine.

Xiao Yihan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, he found that he was very comfortable controlling this illusory space, and he could find the constructed illusory space in the dark void after it was closed.

Moreover, this space can be expanded according to one's divine sense, and the stronger the divine sense, the larger the space area.

There is no need to use a storage bag, instead of hanging it around your waist and protecting your mind from time to time, it is better to move everything out of this illusory space, which will be more secure and you don't need to divide your extra energy.

However, out of vigilance, Xiao Yihan did not do this immediately, but placed an empty storage bag containing an element-slashing magic weapon in the illusory space.

Day by day, the years have no trace, and under the deep cave, Xiao Yihan has passed the sunset four or five times.

The Sky Swallowing Tower almost devoured all the tower spirits in the sword spirit pool, and the Zhu Fairy Sword also completed its transformation, a ball of spirits, turned into the prototype of a sword, and the outline was very similar to the Zhu Fairy Sword.

Xiao Yihan's eyes flickered slightly, he bit his fingertips, and once again injected a few drops of essence blood into the sword spirit.

Wow!

The essence blood turned into a crimson demonic flame, enveloping the sword spirit of the Zhu Fairy Sword, slowly refining and fusing it.

In the Sky Swallowing Tower, although there is a group of spirits, this group of spirits is very mixed, like the combination of countless fragments of the memory of the human body and the gods, and it takes a long time to fuse and devour each other to complete the unified thought and wisdom, so as to give birth to the spirit of the Heaven Swallowing Tower.

The two holy soldiers were silent in the sea of black qi and the sea of red qi in Xiao Yihan's body, and a steady stream of majestic true qi was poured into these two holy soldiers, forming a furnace of their own, with strong essence and fire, burning fiercely, refining the spirit of the instrument in it.

On this day, when Xiao Yihan opened the illusory space again, he found that the storage bag and the instrument spirit that contained several parties had disappeared.

Xiao Yi laughed coldly and said to himself: ̈I knew that there was a ghost in this matter. ”

"Good luck...... Do you rely on this secret method to get the storage bag of the fooled......" Xiao Yihan was speechless, if he also knew this kind of secret method, as long as it was passed down in many places in the world, he could sit and wait for the storage bag to arrive, and there was no need to sweat desperately for a few fairy stones.

In a quiet valley, the waterfall hangs high, like three thousand flowing water rushing down, the leaves blow with the wind to make a loud sound, the auspicious Ruixia is long, the grass and flowers are in full bloom, the green fields run through the east and west, and the trees and cypresses are all over the north and south.

Next to the thatched hut is a pond in which tens of thousands of ...... swim Arowana !!!

Arowana, worth 10,000 gold, is one of the most important supplements when cultivating core disciples in the foundation building period in the Eastern Wilderness Holy Land, and there is a pond dedicated to raising Arowana in each Holy Land, but the number is not much, that is, two-thirds of the number of Arowana in this pond.

And there is a hole in the thatched house, the device is elegant, with the rainbow magic vessel as a vase, with 100,000 immortal stones and a pound of sacred wood as a bed board, all kinds of strange flowers and plants are worth more than 10,000 immortal stones!

A man, who looks like he is 30 years old, takes a jade pot, and the tea is fragrant, fragrant Finland.

"Hey, there's another unlucky guy taking the bait." The thirty-year-old man leisurely stood up from the chair and came to a colorful hole not far from the side, a storage bag, and several square weapon spirits floated in the void.

When the man opened the storage bag, he saw that it was empty, except for a note.

"Look at the one who shaves his head, and he shaves his head." The man's lips twitched, and when the words fell, he smacked his lips and habitually touched his long black hair.

"Hey, I was seen through by a hairy boy, it seems that I have to think of another way, otherwise this pond of fish will have no feed to feed." The man sighed, took a bucket of eighty-year-old medicine, and poured it all into the pond.

Tens of thousands of arowanas swarmed in, and in an instant, they ate all the pots of elixir, and they were still jumping in the water, baring two rows of cold fangs, looking up at the man.

"A bunch of foodies, I haven't opened the store these days, how can I feed you ten buckets and eight barrels at a meal? Hungry, save it for me tonight! ”

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Escaping from this deep hole, Xiao Yihan took a sharp breath of fresh air from the outside world.

The spirits in that sword spirit pool may take a long time to recover to their previous number.

Unconsciously, Xiao Yihan had already reached the level of the high-level peak slashing Yuan realm, and he was only one step away from the Great Perfection.

In the body, there was a thunderous sound, clear and violent.

On Xiao Yihan's body, a group of patterns suddenly appeared, suppressing his body and smoothing out the sound.

Xiao Yihan's cultivation is very far behind others, at his age, almost half of them have been promoted to the Divine Rainbow Realm, and he is still spinning in the Yuan Cutting Realm.

Since being pushed off the Immortal Ruin Cliff by Ye Yufan and losing all his mana, Xiao Yihan has wasted three or four years of time before he has returned to his previous realm. This has been a certain distance behind the others. If you can't catch up in time, one step is bad, and every step will be bad.

Cultivation is relentless, no one will wait for you, time is eternal and will not stay because of you.

During these days, Xiao Yihan walked slowly through this vast land, appreciating the natural scenery and understanding the various kinds of cultivation.

This is cultivating the mind, and it is also refining the mind, seeking a natural state of mind. The heart is quiet and undistracted, like a clear dust droplet, even if it is buried under the wind and sand, it is still bright and bright.

The sun is scorching, and the day is empty. Recalling the past years, the battlefield of the sky crying, and today's yellow sand...... Xiao Yihan did not come to that battle in person, nor was he a person of that age, but he felt a trace of the ancient battlefield from the bits and pieces around him, rusty, and ruined walls...... The breath of the Holocaust.

The unyielding battle spirit ignited a flame in Xiao Yihan's heart, and the sonorous dream battle song sang the life memories of countless monks. Jin Ge broke the halberd, magnificent and heroic.

Rumble!

In the end, the flames turned into raging flames, filling every inch of Xiao Yihan's body, black hair like a waterfall, flying wantonly against the hot wind, his eyes were as bright as stars, and two terrifying cold lightning were emitted.

The void trembled, and a vast sense of oppression surged out from Xiao Yihan's body, like the tides of the ocean, spreading in all directions.

The Sky Swallowing Tower was like a huge furnace, smelting all the spirits of the Sword Spirit Pool, turning into a majestic ball of essence and pouring into Xiao Yihan's sea of qi.

The black sea of qi ——— swallowing the heavens

The red sea of qi ——— demonic path

The golden sea of qi ——— immortal path

The three seas of qi together turned into a huge furnace, absorbing the majestic essence qi, refining and eliminating the miscellaneous forces, and growing and filling up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Thundered!!!!

The three seas of qi were like powder kegs, as if they had exploded, expanding from the original size of one lake to the size of three lakes, and the essence was immense, and the true power was at its peak, like a dormant dragon, letting out a thunderous roar.

The pinnacle of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dynasty!!!

Once he leaped forward, like a carp jumping over the dragon gate, Xiao Yihan broke through the barrier at once with a breakthrough like an initiation, and leaped from the high-level peak to the peak of the Great Perfection.

Call.........

Suddenly, the aura around Xiao Yihan's body was disordered, and an unstable situation appeared.

Xiao Yihan's eyes flashed slightly, his eyes contained cold electricity, his golden eyes were bright, and he fixed the black and red qi sea with the Heaven Swallowing Tower and the Zhu Fairy Sword respectively, and his divine consciousness turned into a villain and entered the golden qi sea. The heart that perceives the nature of heaven and earth tends to be peaceful, like an ascetic walking under the hot sun, step by step, without a trace, but there is a shadow and a god.