Above the Death Star, it was cold and lonely, but suddenly there was a muffled thunder, and the dark clouds were like inkstones toppling, covering the entire sky, and sometimes there was a little light, which was thunder among the clouds.

The last chain did not break under the sword, but shook the sword a few feet away, and if you look at it, you will find that the characters wrapped in the chain seem to contain infinite rhyme, which is difficult to decipher and annihilate.

This is no longer just an ancient character, this is a text that contains great magical powers, or it can be called: Emperor Wen.

Diwen is not a supernatural power that any ancient cultivator can practice, but a morality derived from his own avenue, the power of that realm, every move has unpredictable divine power, frowning becomes a cloud, and anger turns into thunder.

There was once a great power in the cultivation world, according to the secrets of some ancient cultivators, he learned about an imperial text, and he couldn't comprehend it all day long, and only after thousands of years did he have a little comprehension.

When he spilled the tea in the cup, it turned into a water dragon, roaring for nine days and causing wind and thunder, and the moment the cup fell, the whole person seemed to be weathered, floating in the sky.

Although he was dying, he showed a happy smile, which is the so-called: Chaowen Dao, it is okay to die at night.

Although Fang Xuan knew some ancient cultivation characters, he did not involve the category of Emperor Wen, after all, this was not something that could be comprehended, but a supernatural power that evolved from his own Great Dao.

Although it was against Fang Xuan's blow, the emperor in the chain did not dissipate, but became brighter and brighter, like a brilliant sun, radiating brilliance in the sky.

Diwen reflected in the sky, accompanied by a solemn voice, as if the power to talk about morality, but also like the way of heaven to expound the truth, constantly echoing in the vast death star.

The voice of Emperor Wen gradually condensed, turning into a circle of sound waves, knocking Fang Xuan back on the side, without any strength to fight back, let alone untie the chains, this was the accident that Fang Xuan expected.

And this is just the beginning, the emperor culture is a curtain of light, and at the same time, a voice appears: "Who is it, dare to break the seal here!" ”

As the sound spread throughout the Death Star, a large sky-covering hand stretched out from the light curtain, pointing as if the peaks were lying across the sky, and then fell on the ground of the Death Star, stirring up the wind and dust in the sky, and every grain of sand and gravel was like a feather arrow bursting, and it could be embedded in the mountains for several feet.

The sudden increase in wind pressure caused the nearby ore to turn into powder, and it was squeezed into earth and stone before it could be dispersed, and it was originally a mountainous landform, but it was abruptly turned into a plain, and even the distant horizon could be clearly seen, not to mention the existence of hills, not even a single intact stone remained.

"Shhh Even if his physique was tempered by the blood of the two divine beasts, Fang Xuan still couldn't resist such an attack, or a powerful blow at will.

Xuanwu was silent, it knew very well the origin of that strong man, and even more understood that when he made a move, he would lose the only hope, and it would be impossible to break free from it, or use it for his use, or disappear in this world forever, even if it was a divine beast, it would not be able to get rid of this fate.

If it had made a decision early and summoned the ancestors to protect it with the blood of the Xuanwu ancestors, the result might have been different, but the ridiculous thing is that it actually had such "confidence" back then, thinking that it could defeat, but it only resisted the offensive with the blood of the treasure and completely lost the opportunity.

Fang Xuan didn't make a sound, just observing the light curtain and the coming of the strong man's phantom, but he still had a relation.

The phantom of the strong man is dressed in a feather robe, and there is an imperial crown, and there is an inexplicable Dao rhyme in every gesture, which must be beyond the immortal Dao, and its realm is far above the golden immortal.

Looking around, there are many words in his eyes, the combination of yang and yin, flashing quickly in his eyes, it sounds complicated but it happened in an instant, and when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes again, there was a clear look in his eyes.

Then, he looked at Fang Xuan: "Who is my Dao, it turns out that you, a little monk, did it." ”

After that, he swung forward with his finger as a sword, with both the absolute power of the heavy sword and the infinite elegance of the soft sword, looking at the sword that had just swung out, but arrived in front of Fang Xuan in an instant, if he was not proficient in his skills, he would definitely be planted here and turn into blood and water.

Fortunately, he had a prediction and knew the methods of some strong people, even if that strong man had an ancient cultivation inheritance, Fang Xuan could resist one or two, but the jade sword in his hand that was used to hit the deflected sword light turned into two sections, and even more domineering energy invaded both sides of the broken sword, breaking inch by inch.

"Tsk, there are two times, then I'll play with you." He didn't turn around, but he expected the result, and with just a glance, he saw Fang Xuan, who had retreated a hundred meters.

After all, he was a powerhouse above the Golden Immortal, even if it was a projection of the will of the Emperor Manifestation, it was not something that Fang Xuan could contend with, even if it was the heyday of the Falling Star Xuanwu, he did not dare to confront it head-on.

It is true that under Fang Xuan's resistance, he resisted the attack of the sword finger, but he could not resist again, and the disparity in the realm not only made it difficult to parry, but also could not be easily dodged.

The dazzling golden light shone in the sky, and I saw a thick palm wind coming, which was faster than the sound, the palm wind had fallen, and the sound of breaking the sky had not been heard for a long time.

How can such a danger be taken lightly?

Even the powerhouses above the Golden Immortals, such as the Hall Master of the Luo Heavenly Palace, are difficult to dodge, let alone compete with them.

However, the danger is the one that can stimulate the potential the most, when anticipating the current situation, Fang Xuan was already prepared, and without waiting for the wind to strike, he threw out many magic weapons, weakening the offensive with its self-detonation power, and even using the thrust of the explosion to move quickly.

"Oh? Interesting! The Emperor Crown man no longer continued to attack, but looked at Fang Xuan with interest, as if he wanted to see some clues.

"How did you come up with that? Using the power of the magic weapon to self-detonate pushes itself, this is a dangerous move. ”

"This type of risk, can it be compared to that palm?"

The Emperor Crown man bowed his head and said: "That's true, but with this kind of decisiveness, you must not be an ordinary person, which lineage in the starry sky are you?" ”

"Not really?" For such a strong person, no amount of calculation is not as good as the gap in the realm, as long as he deduces a little, he can know the truth, and Fang Xuan will directly reply to his question.

"Huh?" The Emperor Crown man was a little surprised, isn't it the chief disciple, could it be just an ordinary personal disciple?

No longer continue to speculate, but deduce with the art of rhetoric, and the two lines of yin and yang are complicatedly calculated, but there has been no trace.

"Hey, what's going on? Isn't it a strong man with the means to reach the heavens to cover the heavens? The man with the crown stammered.

"No, let's do the math again......" As if forgetting the real reason for coming here, the Emperor Crown man ignored Xuanwu and Fang Xuan, sat cross-legged on top of the void, and silently made a deduction.

A quarter of an hour passed, and there was not the slightest movement.

Two quarters of an hour passed, and there was still no gain.

……

Three days later, the phantom of the Emperor Crown man became illusory, and suddenly a trace of pale golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"There is such a secret ......" The man's gaze became extremely solemn, no less than fighting with a high-level powerhouse, "Since this is the case, this Xuanwu will be handed over to you, so you should make a good fate." ”

With that, he took a few imperial texts, imprinted them on the kneeling Xuanwu, collected them in a bead, and handed them to Fang Xuan.

"This orb not only subdues Xuanwu, but also has a brand, which can summon a phantom shadow that I have left, use it with caution!"

Without waiting for Fang Xuan to answer, the Emperor Crown man stared into the sky and returned to heaven and earth with a wave of his hand.