Inside the Deep Sea Cave.

An endless fire, refining the Taiqing Divine Iron in the furnace day and night.

Fang Xian looked at this scene, his eyes were gloomy, and he finally started the last step of sword refining.

Raging!

With a magic trick entered, the flame at the bottom of the furnace flourished.

In the furnace, the Taiqing Divine Iron had already turned into a translucent solution, which was stretched into a sword shape.

The sword was translucent, wrapped in flames, and suddenly became tangible and substantial, and when the flames turned, they became formless and substantial, and so on and so forth, nine times in a row.

In fact, if even the previous sword refining time was counted, this transformation of form and quality had already been carried out tens of millions of times, refining all the materials to be pure and pure, and Fang Xian's last nine times were achieved without the slightest hindrance.

The next moment.

He recited the Heavenly Demon Mantra, and more Celestial Demon Heads suddenly appeared in the furnace than when he had become a product before, each with a fierce and powerful force, to seize the spiritual opportunity.

"Primordial True Demon, swallow it for me!"

A sinister smile appeared on Fang Xian's face, and he unleashed his magic skills.

An extra whirlpool suddenly appeared in the furnace, and countless tentacles poked out of it, pulling the Heavenly Demon to smash, what a tragedy.

A large amount of pure vitality emerged, devoured by the sword embryo.

"This is a rare opportunity, so let's do our best."

Fang Xian recited the Heavenly Demon Mantra again, attracting many strange Heavenly Demons, and sacrificing all of them in one go.

Bang!

This furnace is also a strange treasure, but at this time, it seems to be overwhelmed, and a large amount of pure vitality emerges from everywhere, and a slight crack appears on Ding's body.

"Kunlun Demon Palace, I'm afraid that what I will go is to use the way of demons to control demons, and use my natal gods and demons to suppress the rest of the heavenly demons and heart demons...... So how can you stay clear? ”

"When it comes to demonic nature, my 'Cave Mystery Record' seems to be even more terrifying than its Zhenjiao classics...... It's a pity that there is no practice method, only a technique...... Otherwise, maybe I will directly cultivate demons in this life. ”

Fang Xian's heart gave birth to many realizations in an instant.

And many heavenly demons are also constantly emerging, swallowed by the whirlpool.

After doing this nine times in a row, no more demons fell, and he suddenly had an alarm in his heart, knowing that if he continued, he might provoke the demon nether realm that he couldn't deal with, so he gave up.

"Bad ......"

When he looked at the fire again, Fang Xian was shocked: "It's not good...... It seems that I have gone too far, and that invisible sword will not be refined for me, right? ”

"Open!"

He hurriedly collected the flame and opened the stove.

After a long time, a wail echoed in the cave: "Where is my sword? Where's my flying sword? I put it in the stove, so what about a big mouthful of flying swords? Where did it go? ”

……

On top of the futon.

Fang Xian sat cross-legged, looking at his palms with a depressed face.

In the center of the palm, a translucent thin needle emerged, very sharp, as if it was about to disappear in the next moment.

"The invisible sword is already vicious enough, but I overrefined it and refined a mouthful of invisible flying needles...... Isn't it yin on yin, poison on poison? How will you mix when you go out in the future? Although the sword technique has been slightly modified, and there is nothing to control the flying needle, won't I become the East or something? ”

Although he was complaining, Fang Xian didn't have the idea of losing this invisible needle.

After all, it is the life's work of that senior master, and it can hurt the Yuan Shen, and even the Dao Monarch has to be afraid of one or two.

In terms of value, it is definitely not inferior to the three towns of Shushan's 'refining demons', 'demon suppression', and 'slashing immortals'.

It can be said that with a needle in hand, if he recalls the incarnation outside his body, Fang Xian will dare to fight even if he is a true monarch of the law.

Even if it is not good, it can also be escorted to escape.

And once he is promoted to the True Monarch of the Law Minister, the Yuan Shen Dao Monarch will dare to provoke him.

"With a needle in hand, I have ...... in the world Could it be that I want multiple nicknames in the future, called 'Undefeated in the Eastern Soil Fighting Method'? ”

Fang Xian's face was entangled, and he put the invisible needle into his body for sacrifice, and at the same time properly collected the 'endless creation fire'.

He had a hunch that he inherited this opportunity this time, and he was more afraid that it was for this flame.

……

Shu Mountain, Jiange Peak.

The real person in charge of the Shushan Sword School, called 'Bai Mei', once before entering the Tao, was also a generation of heroes in the world, superb swordsmanship, chivalrous and righteous, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, and had a great reputation in the rivers and lakes.

Later, he got an elder of the Shushan Sword Sect, and the elder pretended to be a mortal knight and competed with him in swordsmanship, and as a result, Bai Mei was defeated in ten battles, and since then he has been desperate to apprentice, and now he has cultivated the law and is called 'Bai Mei Zhenjun'!

The white-eyed Zhenjun was meditating in the hall, next to a white-clothed Shushan elder.

At this moment, a flying sword fell from the sky, carrying a post.

"The three laughing flying swords passed the book, it seems that the matter of ** has been decided......"

The Shushan elder next to him said with a smile.

The white-eyed Zhenjun glanced at it, his eyebrows moved, and he handed the book to the Shushan elder next to him.

This elder is just a golden pill, and his qi cultivation kung fu is far inferior, and he was shocked: "Fang Immortal has already formed a golden pill? How good is that? Could it be that the general trend has changed? Otherwise, why would the head of the Three Immortals go out of the pool? ”

"This matter is quite mysterious, but that Fang Immortal is indeed the head of the Three Immortals!"

Baimei Zhenjun is still very confident in his innate divine arithmetic, and he has also asked other masters to calculate.

"The flow of heaven, just like the Yangtze River, the mighty soup, once the previous section is slightly changed, perhaps the mistakes and omissions will become bigger and bigger, and eventually flood, out of control......"

Elder Shushan's forehead was already full of cold sweat: "Sect Leader Zhenjun...... How should this matter be handled, and please give me instructions? ”

"I Shushan shoulders the luck of the righteous path and great prosperity, before helping Fuze Zhenjun, by the way, I sold a favor to Xuanguang Zhengzong, and I have never made a mistake, this general trend has been achieved, how can it be changed so easily? As for the matter of the head of the three immortals...... The moon is still cloudy and sunny, how can I be allowed to occupy all the qi in Shushan? ”

Baimei Zhenjun smiled bitterly, the more he reached his cultivation, the more he knew that the will of heaven was unpredictable, and he was in awe of the way of heaven.

"But the head of the three immortals is not comparable to the other four...... You see that in just a few years, he has become a golden pill...... It's still a product, and this monstrous weather luck ......"

Elder Shushan was distressed as if he had been stripped of flesh, for him, even if Zhu Yingzi, Han Yingzhu, and even the Gu Dao Immortal had a mistake, it would not be as great as the loss of the upper immortal.

At this moment, the white eyebrow Zhenjun moved, and the five fingers of his left hand quickly calculated: "It's not good...... I vaguely calculated that the second big opportunity for the head of the three immortals has opened! ”

"But that opportunity is in Beihai, Fang Xian is obviously in **, and he is still with Sanxiao and others...... This is...... A thief got ahead of the game? Who can be calculated? ”

Elder Shushan couldn't sit still and shouted.

"Heavenly machine chaos, I can't figure it out......" Baimei Zhenjun looked serious: "The luck of the head of the three immortals is not perfect, could it be that this immortal catastrophe, there are still variables?" ”