The true qi connection between Zhuqiu and Shiyu was also broken at this moment, like an iron chain that was stretched to the extreme, and it broke with a "collapse". The ice dragon staggered in Lu Xiangxiang's field of vision, and finally collapsed like an avalanche.

"Whoa-la-"

"Boom—"

Cen Qiniang slowly collected her mana, staring at the iceberg in front of her that buried Lu Xiangxiang, and her heart was not very happy. She shouted, "Lu Fenfang, is it over so simply?" You come out for me! ”

There was no response. The four fields were silent, only the sound of the wind.

Of course, Cen Qi Niang didn't want Lu Fenfang to die like this, at least not before telling the whereabouts of Kunwu Sword. She approached the iceberg, pinched a black needle in her hand, and gently rubbed it on the iceberg wall.

"Shhhh Her hand holding the flame black needle suddenly pierced the iceberg, and the entire iceberg instantly turned into a volcano!

But this flame cannot burn everything into nothingness. Under the flames, under the glacier, Lu Fragrance floated in a deep pit with no direction and no time and space, but it moved in her own direction.

She couldn't feel the light of Kungo's sword, but she could smell the burning grass and vines. She searched for the smell and kept going, until she finally saw a gentle light in the dark void. That's exactly what she was here last time around, the Kungo Sword Altar.

But this altar has more things than last time, and it is the grass vine that was burned by her and fell into the crater during the battle with Cen Qiniang just now.

"It's been so long." Kunwu Sword Spirit said, "This grass vine has your spiritual power on it. Benjun knows you're coming. Before the three-day deadline has passed, what do you need Benjun to do? ”

"My request for the Sword Spirit Seniors has never changed." Lu Fenfang lowered her head and looked at her hands. She could still see, but she couldn't feel it—she couldn't feel the heat, she couldn't feel the cold, she couldn't feel the wind, she couldn't feel the pain.

"Sword Spirit Senior." Lu Fenfang said, "I seem to be ...... It seems to be dead. ”

"What?"

"I feel like I'm dead."

Kunwu Sword Spirit was silent for a moment before he said, "Whether your physical body is alive or dead, this monarch can't be sure." Those who can enter the core of Kungo. There are only spirits. But...... If you die. Who will shoot down the floating island with the Kunwu sword? ”

Kunwu Sword Spirit's question seemed to ask Lu Fenfang to tell her will. Lu Fenfang said calmly: "Qingyin, the master of the Zicui Dan Room, Fan Yuqing, the head of the Taisu Palace, their cultivation is far better than mine. can all hold the Kunwu sword to turn the tide. ”

"Really? But Benjun remembers what you said. These two people don't care about the survival of Tianyun City. They just want to get the Kunwu Sword. ”

"What does the Sword Spirit Senior mean that I have to do this?"

"I didn't mean that. I just want to know what you think in your heart. ”

Lu Fenfang stood on the empty altar. Torture your heart again. If she hadn't entered Jia Daoshi's Dan room that day, Zhuqiu would have found another master; If she hadn't gone to Qiyun Mountain, Zhou Chongbi would still have fought against Tianyun Floating Island and turned the entire world upside down; If she hadn't gone to the demon world, Xianxizhuang would have been bulldozed by the demon clan; If she hadn't come to the crater, she would still have a pair of hands holding the Kunwu sword, opening up the world and changing everything.

She walked all the way here, and suddenly she couldn't find herself.

However, there was no need for her to look for it, because she was dead, and the world was no longer relevant to her.

Lu Fenfang turned around on the altar, but suddenly felt someone watching her behind her.

The moment Lu Fenfang turned around, he suddenly felt that he was shrouded in an endless starry sky. This distant and determined gaze was so inclusive that it even made her feel that she was one of the stars.

At the other end of the altar, a dark blue sword was suspended in the void, it was like a corner of the night sky, like the starting point of the Milky Way, like the pillar of heaven and earth. When Lu Fenfang saw it, it seemed that she saw a god, as if she wanted to rush to its feet and bow down, telling her about the joys and sorrows since she stepped into the path of cultivating immortals. The Kunwu Sword seems to be a door, and behind that door is the world that everyone wants most in their hearts, which is a temptation that cannot be summarized by words, but cannot be resisted.

"Lu Fenfang, can you tell Ben Jun your answer now?"

Lu Fenfang smiled, stepped forward, and gently grasped the hilt of Kunwu's sword. The galloping silent stars above their heads and feet seemed to hear the call in an instant, rushing towards the Kunwu Sword from all directions. This force seemed to compress the boundless chaos into a bird's egg, and Lu Fenfang was also sucked into the center of this chaos, and her rootless fingers were also submerged into Kunwu's light.

"Of course. I am the only one who opens the world; I am the only one in charge of Kunwu! ”

"Why, it's just you?"

The tens of thousands of stars seemed to open their eyes and open their mouths, and asked Lu Xiangfang this question in unison. Lu Fenfang said loudly: "It's me, of course it's me!" There are thousands of immortal cultivators in the world, even if all of them are higher than me, I am the only one who has come here, and I am the only one who holds the Kunwu Sword! I have come to this day, step by step, only I know how difficult it is for me to walk, why should I doubt myself, why should I give up? Kunwu sword, it is none other than the fragrance of my road! ”

Lu Fenfang pulled out the Kunwu sword and raised it above his head, and the starry sky opened like an umbrella, and spread like ocean waves, bringing Lu Fenfang's spiritual flesh back to the real world. Kunwu is out, ten thousand stars are coming, the sun and the moon are hanging together, and the ice and snow are melting. Cen Qiniang, who was standing in the crater, almost couldn't believe that this starry night was a fairy with thick clothes and thick soil, and it turned out to be Lu Fenxiang!

At this moment, don't say that Cen Qiniang, Fan Yuqing and others, the whole world will be silent for Lu Fenfang. What spiritual root is damaged and slaughtered by the same sect, and what colludes with demons to bring disaster to sentient beings, they are no longer worthy of the name Lu Fenfang. From now on, Lu Fenfang will be remembered in the annals of immortal cultivation with a new identity, and admired by all beings in the Three Realms - Kunwu Sword Master, Lord of Tianyong, and Lord of the Sea!

Fan Yuqing looked up at Lu Fenfang and didn't say a word, but the Qingyin next to him laughed, and then turned into laughter, which was both hearty and sad. He shouted to the sky: "Zhou Chongbi! I promised you to assist Lu Fenfang to become the first person in the immortal cultivation world! More powerful than you were back then! And now I do! And she did! Did you see it, did you see it! ”

Fan Yuqing only glanced at Qingyin lightly, and turned to leave. Even Kunwu admitted Lu Fenfang, what else did he have to say?

The calm people have quietly left, but there are still people who are not reconciled and do not give up.

"Lu Fenfang, you have already obtained the Kunwu Sword, what are you doing there!" Cen Qiniang shouted, "You don't kill me with a sword!" ”

Lu Fenfang did not answer. Cen Qiniang said: "If you don't do it again, the next moment will be the sword and the person will die!" (To be continued.) )