After thinking about it a little, Fang Xingjian couldn't wait to consolidate his current ability, especially the ability of the sword realm, there were too many ways to use it, and the material particles within a radius of 10,000 meters could be free to **** sword qi, this was definitely the best way to cooperate with the magic circle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Especially with his five swords of slashing gods and the sword formation of Zhuxian, I don't know how terrifying the lethality will be.

However, he still raised his head, looked at Tyrant and said: "I'll cultivate, you help me hand over this Hell White Bone Armor to Wang Xiaoyan and Fang Qian, if it can be repaired, it will be repaired, if it can't be repaired, it will be directly decomposed of the materials in it, and help me build a long sword armed with divine remains, even if it is reduced by a few levels." ”

Tyrant took the Hell White Bone Armor with both hands, looking at this legendary Divine Armor, the heavy treasure of the Ancient Hell Dao, there are almost no god-level powerhouses in the world today that can break through the armament, shook his head and said: "You really have a big heart, such a heavy treasure is handed over to Fang Qian and them, aren't you afraid that they will take it and leave?"

Fang Xingjian smiled slightly and said: "They all have my sword intent in their bodies, as long as I want to, I can find them anytime and anywhere, and it is impossible to escape from the ends of the earth." ”

But the next moment, Fang Xingjian frowned slightly, and looked at the four princes who were lying down, and he could see that the faces of the four princes were becoming more and more pale, more and more ugly, as if they had suffered something.

Tyrant was surprised: "What's wrong with him, isn't he receiving the inheritance of the Xuanyou Great Emperor in the Six Heavenly Swords of Senluo?"

Fang Xingjian was silent for a moment and said, "It may be that you have encountered some difficulties. As he spoke, he had already come to the front of the four princes, and as soon as he pointed at the eyebrows of the four princes, a mighty sword intent drilled towards the sea of knowledge of the four princes.

"Tyrant, you go to Fang Qian's side first, I'll help the fourth prince, if you encounter a problem, don't panic, I'll come over in a while." ”

Fang Xingjian's words seemed to have a slight meaning, but if he thought about it carefully, it didn't seem to mean anything.

The next moment, Fang Xingjian's body no longer felt any breath, as if he was dead,

But Tyrant knew that Fang Xingjian had just focused all his attention on the four princes' bodies, and had not paid any attention to the physical body.

But this doesn't mean that Fang Xingjian's body is defenseless now, especially Tyrant has recently felt that Fang Xingjian seems to have a sense of darkness, as if no matter what danger he encounters, he can resolve it in advance, which is really incredible.

Just like the physical body in front of him looked defenseless, but once there was really any danger, Fang Xingjian might just wake up in advance and give the thunder a blow.

'Fang Xingjian can't practice black magic, he walks the way of knights, but does the way of knights have this method of predicting the future?

Is this kind of premonition in the dark a legendary whim?

However, according to the records in the song of the Great Dao of Mountains and Seas, shouldn't a whim be an ability that only god-level quadruples have? Although the star sword is powerful, it also does not reach the ability of god-level quadruple to dominate the world. ’

Tyrant could imagine that if Fang Xing's sword really reached the god-level quadruple, with the current distribution of force on the Miracle Continent, it would definitely sweep the world, and no one could stop it.

After all, it has only been more than three months since the change of heaven and earth, and nine out of nine god-level powerhouses are probably still spinning at the god-level level, where will anyone be a god-level four-fold opponent.

While thinking about it, Tyrant had already packed the Hell White Bone Armor into the Gate of Yellow Springs and brought it to the location where Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan were.

Fang Xingjian on the other side felt that he was constantly going deep into the consciousness of the four princes, but everywhere he passed, there was a ghostly atmosphere, full of wailing consciousness fragments, and countless tortured souls.

Fang Xingjian only felt that after he went down layer by layer, the place he passed was like a ghost country, and the aura of the undead was everywhere, and it seemed to form a kingdom of countless undead.

Fang Xingjian even saw figures coming and going, some were selling weapons and swords, some were planting crops, some were fighting, and even the two armies were fighting in some places, and the sound of fighting was earth-shattering.

'What's going on?' The inheritance of the Xuanyou Great Emperor actually formed another world in the brains of the four princes?' Fang Xingjian also felt a little incredible when he saw this scene, this method of creating a world in the consciousness of others was simply amazing, and it was incredible to the extreme.

Next, Fang Xingjian took a good look and found some clues.

The source of the world created in the consciousness in front of us is the information of various etheric fans from the outside world.

I don't know what kind of means Emperor Xuanyou used, constantly absorbing all kinds of personal information from the outside world and pulling it into the consciousness of the four princes, making them think that they are still alive, still living their lives day after day and year after year.

It can be said that in the consciousness of the four princes, it has really become a ghost country, gathering the memories of countless people who have long died.

'It's another world to create, but what is the meaning of this?' Fang Xingjian shook his head and suddenly smiled: "The Nine Shadows Hidden is a small world, and it is equivalent to a ghost world in front of you, how much does this Xuanyou Emperor like to be the creator." ”

But if it goes on like this, I'm afraid the four princes won't be able to hold on. ’

Everything has a limit, like the current consciousness ghost kingdom seems to use the memory of the ether fan in the outside world, but the body that bears the burden is the four princes, and with the brain computing power of the four princes, there is obviously a limit to the number of consciousness that can be afforded.

So at the beginning, the four princes were nothing unusual, but now they seem to be getting weaker and weaker.

I don't know where the true consciousness of the four princes is, in short, I have to find him quickly and see how much he knows, if I really can't do it, I can only destroy all this ghost country." ’

So his whole body flashed, and he had already rolled towards the depths of the consciousness of the four princes again.

On the other side, Tyrant came all the way to the westernmost side of the academy, Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan's research room, where all kinds of bottles and cans, incomprehensible utensils, and dozens of casting masters provided by the academy were busy, obviously busy arming Fang Xingjian's divine remains.

Fang Qian glanced at Tyrant and asked, "Tyrant, why are you here?"

Tyrant smiled, took out the Hell Bone Armor from the Gate of Yellow Springs, and said, "What do you see here?"

Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan took turns to look at the dim Hell White Bone Armor, and they seemed to be a little unsure of the origin of this armor, it was really because the quality of the Hell White Bone Armor looked too poor now, not only did it not have the slightest extraordinary power exposed, but it was also composed of Sensen White Bone, and it didn't seem to be a little strong and strong at all.

At this moment, a voice came from the void, a man and three women suddenly fell from the sky, and the violent air flow swept in, and the entire studio squeaked, as if it would collapse at any moment.

A horror that penetrated deep into the bone marrow poured into the hearts of everyone present, as if a mouse met a tiger, and a human met heaven and earth.

A voice full of terror, cruelty, and cunning sounded in everyone's minds: "Oh, this armor is not bad, well, that god-level backbone is also good, oh...... There are so many natural treasures, I can't imagine that Fang Xingjian's kid is so rich.

Not bad, really good. (To be continued.) )