A year and a half later.

In the west of Xianyang City, in a mountain col.

It was a nondescript col, surrounded on all sides by mountains that were neither tall nor low, and the only way to enter and exit was through the saddle between the two mountains.

The mountain col is more than 200 zhang longitudinally from north to south, the middle is wide, the two sides are narrow, and this place is isolated from the world, and there is no one in the world.

However, a year and a half ago, after the Great Qin Supervisor Heavenly Division was secretly stationed here, it became a Jedi who could only enter but not leave.

For more than a year, no less than 500 people have been sent here, but so far not a single person has left, and not even a body has come out.

No one knows what the Prison Heaven Division is doing inside, but if anyone dares to investigate, most of them will not end well.

"Mr. Bai, more than 400 people have died, and if he can't produce any more results, the sword head said that he can't resist the pressure from all sides. You must know that these more than 400 people are all second-rate or above martial artists, and the Prison Heaven Division has almost searched the entire prison of Great Qin to gather so many people! ”

In the middle of the mountain col, in a wooden building, Yin Shi's voice was serious, but his expression was very soothing.

Bai Fan rubbed a book of bamboo slips in his hand, the bamboo slips were not long, but each piece of bamboo was two fingers wide, which was very different from ordinary bamboo slips. Even if it is such a wide bamboo slip, only three or five characters are engraved on one piece, and a whole volume is less than five crosses, to be precise, seven or four hundred and forty-nine.

But these are not ordinary words, but runes, that is, runes.

Runes set the essence of heaven and earth, every stroke contains truth, even if it is a rune with only two strokes, the requirements for writing are also extremely high, not only to be similar, but also to be the same, otherwise the power contained in the rune can not be activated.

Moreover, each rune represents a unique fragment of the Great Dao, and the cultivator must first understand the meaning of these fragments before he can comprehend its charm.

This is not only difficult, but extremely difficult!

Forty-nine runes, Bai Fan spent a year, and only understood sixteen of them.

And this has already made Yin Shi shocked, according to him, his master, when it was passed on to his generation, there were five junior brothers, when he first started to practice this basic rune, he himself used nine years, the fastest is his junior brother, it only took three years, and Bai Fan's speed is almost the same, but Bai Fan has more than a hundred years of accumulation, so it is far worse than talent.

He, the little junior brother, can be called a genius who meets once in a thousand years, but Yin Shi is very secretive about him, and only said one sentence, "If he is still alive, it is really hard to say who the sword leader of this generation is." Between his expressions, he was quite embarrassed.

After Bai Fan heard this, he smiled faintly, there is never a shortage of geniuses in the world that mortals can't understand, but only those who are alive are called geniuses, and those who are dead are just regrets in the mouths of others.

"Mr. Bai?!" Yin Shi saw that Bai Fan was silent, and reminded him loudly.

Bai Fan came back to his senses, put down the bamboo slip, and said: "You let the sword head rest assured, now there are only a few details left, and the remaining sixty people are enough, and within half a year, Bai will definitely present the complete 'longevity formula'!" Everything was planned. ”

Yin Shi's eyes were like electricity, he nodded, and after arching his hand towards Bai Fan, he said, "Since this is the case, Yin Shi will go to report to the sword head." ”

Bai Fan waved his hand, indicating that he would not care.

After Yin Shi left, Bai Fan's eyes flashed and he groaned.

After some time, he got up and walked to the guardrail, looking condescendingly into the past.

There were hundreds of wooden houses in the col, each of which used to house a martial artist who cultivated one of the six diagrams of the Immortal Technique, but now most of them were vacant.

Suddenly, a wooden house only a dozen zhang away from the wooden building where he was located exploded, and the sawdust scattered in all directions, leaving a deep pit more than one zhang deep.

"Another one who went mad, if you have a vengeance, come to me for revenge in the next life, you have no chance in this life."

Bai Fan muttered, and after glancing at it, he didn't frown and left adrift.

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Three months later, the nameless col was burned to rubble.

There was a strong smell of burnt fire in the air, and Zhao Wu walked through the ruins with a expressionless face.

This is also the first time Bai Fan has seen him in the past two years, since that time he reached an agreement in the persimmon forest, he has not appeared, and at this time, Bai Fan found that he couldn't see through him a little.

Amid the scorched earth all over the ground and the disgusting smell of meat, Zhao Wu stopped, turned to look at Bai Fan, squeezed out a smile and said, "I have been bound by other things in the past two years, so I can't be distracted by this matter, please forgive me." Fortunately, there is no danger, and our cooperation has finally come to the last step, and I have come to make a successful conclusion with Mr. ”

Bai Fan narrowed his eyes, handed him the six silk books, and said with a smile: "Actually, there should be, I believe that the Heavenly Supervisor already has it, but since the sword head must be backed up, Bai Mou will give it with his own hands." ”

Zhao Wu took the silk book, but he didn't look at it, and suddenly a vortex formed by a black edge appeared on the palm of his hand, and in a flash of inspiration, the six silk books all turned into powder.

"What does this mean?" Bai Fan's expression was slightly cold, and he asked in a deep voice.

"Zhao Wu said the end, in fact, Mr. already understood, didn't he?" Zhao Wu's brows furrowed together, like a knife carving, "But I really don't understand, why did Mr. never think of escaping?" At least until Zhao Wu arrived, the chances of him leaving this place alive were far greater than now. ”

At this time, with the words, dozens of powerful warriors walked out of the ruins.

These masters of the Heavenly Prison Division were obviously here for Bai Fan, and even outside, at the Saddle Pass where the entrance and exit passages were located, the Great Qin Battle Banner was suddenly raised, and a group of soldiers with black pressure stood on it, with bows and crossbows wound, and thousands of sharp arrows, pointing forward and ready to attack. Tell Bai Fan that if you want to go out, you must first confirm whether you can survive under the piercing of ten thousand arrows.

Bai Fan's face did not change.

It seems that they have expected it for a long time, and it seems that they are extremely confident in themselves, and they don't take them to heart at all.

Seeing this, Zhao Wu suddenly became vigilant, he didn't know what Bai Fan's reliance was, but he was not an unscrupulous person, and he would never make a mistake easily, and he quietly raised his true qi, and although his hands were behind his back, there were two points of starlight flashing.

The next moment, Bai Fan took a deep breath, his figure flashed, and disappeared in place.

"It's not good, spread out!"

Zhao Wu yelled, but it was too late.

Bang bang...... The muffled sound continued.

Bai Fan shuttled through the crowd like a ghost, and although there were masters all around, there was still no one who was the enemy.

His white figure never stopped for a moment, turning into a sharp flow of death wind, blowing more and more fiercely, and in just four or five breaths, more than ten people had already died.

It's not that no one resisted, there were seven or eight people on the outermost side who saw his amazing speed and groundbreaking strength for the first time, and these people didn't seem to expect that the object they wanted to kill had such strength, and their eyes were a little afraid for a moment, obviously they hadn't seen the battle by the ancient well two years ago, but in the next moment, they still shot and blocked it.

They pulled out their long swords together, not bronze short swords, but long swords made of iron, the blades of the swords reflected a cold light, and in an instant, seven or eight long swords stabbed at Bai Fan from various strange angles.

However, these people only felt a light in their hands, and the long sword in their hands was shattered in an instant.

The next moment, they felt a lightness on their bodies again, and before they knew it, they flew into the air, looking down at the earth, only to see a white figure floating past where they had just stood, and they immediately spurted blood, and died no more.

Those who were still alive were shocked and frightened.

There is only one exception, and that is Zhao Wu. Except for the initial roar, he didn't move, just raised his hands in front of him, a layer of black light flowed like ink, his eyes stared at Bai Fan without blinking, and at the end of the depths of his pupils, Bai Fan's extremely fast figure broke down, and became an independent action transmitted to his mind, looking for the secrets and flaws in it.

But he was disappointed after all, and he couldn't see the slightest subtlety in the extremely mediocre movements.

And at this moment, several more terrible howls sounded at the same time, almost in no particular order. Then the men fell, their chests collapsing like rotten flesh, and a pod of blood spewed out of their mouths.

Zhao Wu finally couldn't wait any longer at this time, otherwise his prestige in the Heaven Prison Division would be swept away as the head of the sword.

As soon as the palms were closed, the black spiritual light immediately swirled in the palms, and the surrounding spiritual power suddenly swarmed in, and a slender translucent black sword suddenly appeared, and as soon as it drank it, it shot towards Bai Fan.

Seeing this, Bai Fan's eyes suddenly condensed slightly.

Two years ago, Zhao Wu would never have been able to turn qi into a sword like this, you must know that this is not an ordinary sword light, but a murderous sword. At that time, he had to use the demon sword to do it, but now that the demon sword was broken, he could use it more easily, and the reason could only come from the small black sword.

The murderous aura has hit like a drizzle, but Bai Fan's face is like stopping water, and the protective qi is turned on, isolating it, although the spiritual power in his body is like a flood that bursts the embankment, frantically consumed, he is not moved at all.

The light in his eyes flashed, and he shouted and put on the same posture as he broke the demon sword two years ago, and in an instant, his fists flipped at the same time, and all the power of his body suddenly converged on the fist blade, hitting the black thin sword that attacked from the black.

Rumble~~~~~~~~~~~

The strong wind and the wolf and the light bloomed together, flying sand and stones, but Bai Fan was unharmed, and after getting rid of the threat behind him, he suddenly came to a man in green clothes, this person was tall and thin, it was Yin Shi.

The two can be regarded as old acquaintances, and they have had a superficial transaction. But Bai Fan didn't miss the old love at all, and when he saw it, he pushed it sideways with one palm, and although the fierce wind did not contain spiritual power, it was more terrifying than any gorgeous move.

It's too late to escape. Block, can't stop.

But Yin Shi was one of the four night leaders after all, far stronger than the master of the Heaven Supervisor who had died silently before.

Both hands made three movements in an instant, played a spell, activated a talisman, crushed a mud pill, after the first two movements, a transparent phantom with a trace of white light was formed, it still looked like a demon with fangs, but it made people feel a trace of ghostly energy, and it was very weird.

And in the crushed mud pill at the end, a drop of golden blood floated in the air, exuding a brilliant light, and even the cold killing intent around it seemed to have faded a lot, which showed that this drop of blood must have an extremely powerful effect.

With the Yin Stone's runic energy, if this drop of blood melts into the ghost, it will definitely produce earth-shattering changes.

It's just that before that, Bai Fan had already killed, and he made three moves in an instant, but Bai Fan only needed to make one action in an instant.

Under his feet, like a Ling Bo stepping on the void, a ripple-like ripple swept away, and in a flash, he went from the front of Yin Shi to the back, and printed it with a palm.

A talisman rose from behind the Yin Stone, and after it was broken, it let out a ghost howl as sharp as a fingernail scratching an iron plate, and then flew forward, and the direction was exactly where Zhao Wu was.

Zhao Wu's footsteps were a little to the left, avoiding the Yin Stone flying in front of him, and at the same time, he pointed his finger at the center of his eyebrows, and a black hole-like vortex immediately appeared here, extremely black, and even the surrounding light was inhaled into it.

The next moment, a small black sword flew out of it, and in an instant, within a radius of a hundred zhang, it fell into a state of slaughter, and the invisible killing intent enveloped everyone in it from all directions, making people feel fearful, but they didn't know how to resist.

But Bai Fan was not surprised at this time, and a smile jumped on his face, especially when the little sword was under Zhao Wu's control and shot towards him, it reached its peak. (To be continued.) )