After coming out of the small pool, the green lotus was still floating in the air, and it seemed that the clouds above also sensed the weakness of the green lotus below, accompanied by a little thunder, a drop of nenlin changed and condensed from the clouds, until the void cloud could no longer bear it, and fell into the dry pool below in a trembling blow to the green lotus leaves. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When that drop of rain fell, Fang Li had a chance to snatch it down, but after hesitating, Fang Li extinguished the idea. The benefits I have received here are enough, or I owe a lot to the other party now, and it is a bit unorthodox to do everything after receiving favors.

Secretly thanking Qinglian, who seemed to be much more energetic, Fang Li turned around and left. This waterhole Fang Li has no intention of destroying, and whether it is the green lotus or the strange little cloud will always exist here, in the passage of time, this place will one day fill the entire pool again, maybe Fang Li will come again at that time, or it may be another stranger who comes here.

......

After Fang Li absorbed the so-called holy spring here, he set his eyes on the palace in the distance, the palace gate was closed, and Fang Li was also a little hesitant now, because he didn't know if he should enter it now. Fang Li's previous words about the danger of this palace kamikaze gate clearly stopped in his ears, but if he couldn't enter it to get a glimpse, Fang Li was still a little unwilling. Unlike the seaside forces of the Kamikaze Gate, Fang Li knew that if he left here now, he might not have a chance to return here again in his life.

Airplanes......

Fang Li took out the wind sword in his hand, now there was no battle, Fang Li did not infuse the true yuan and stimulate the sword intent, but the wind sword still didn't seem to be calm, although in the previous battle Fang Li felt that the wind sword seemed to be a little excited, but the wind sword of the mid-grade spirit weapon was very strong in the previous battle, and even Fang Li was not inferior to the Xuanwu sword when it was used, but now the wind sword still emitted a sword sound, as if there was something very familiar and important to the wind sword here.

"Could it be that this is also the place of that senior?"

When he thought of this, Fang Li wanted to enter it even more to get a glimpse, the wind sword in his hand was not put away, and he cautiously walked towards the gate of the palace with the sword in one hand.

Squeak ......

When Fang Li's palm pressed against the gate, the gate, which seemed to have been closed for countless years, slowly opened with a heavy creaky sound.

The door was not locked, and there was only boundless darkness inside the gate, and the only remaining light in the outer space did not get involved in it, as if the years here had exhausted all the light, and it was no longer suitable for the light to enter it.

Carefully walked inside, and the door behind him closed silently in a heartbeat, as if there was a strange mechanism.

Although he had already prepared in his heart, when the door was really closed, Fang Xuan still couldn't help but feel abrupt, because this kind of door opening from the inside would not be as simple as opening it outside, basically if he couldn't solve the possible problems, then there was basically no possibility of letting it open again.

When the door was closed, the inner world was only a little darker for a moment, and after breathing, the silent darkness was broken by a flickering light.

Clang!

Zheng!

......

Sparks of metal collision continue to flash in the darkness, making this dark world like a forest in a thunderstorm night, constantly illuminated by flickering light, so that people can understand the world like watching a slideshow.

The whole hall was empty, and behind the door was a huge hall, lined with bluestone-like tables and chairs, which stretched from the doorway to the deepest part, and in the farthest distance, a huge palace like a palace and a golden chair occasionally flashed in the light.

The layout here was very similar to the palace that Fang Li had seen before, and on top of the huge golden table and chair, it seemed that there should be an emperor wearing a dragon robe and a crown, issuing one order after another from his dragon chair to the bottom.

Clang!

Fang Li's eyes couldn't see anything in the darkness, because it was still a pure black world, only the swords clashed with a little flash, but in an instant they fell into darkness again. With his divine sense and physical instinct to predict, Fang Li was still able to accurately find the point of the opponent's long sword, and accurately use the wind sword in his hand to block the opponent.

But the strange thing was that Fang Li found that when his wind sword collided with the other party, there would always be a burst of mournful emotions.

There is almost no possibility of damage to the wind sword of the mid-grade spirit weapon, even if it collides with the Xuanwu Sword Qinglong Sword, it is impossible to fall into such an obvious disadvantage. And the difference is that Fang Li always feels that this kind of wail is more like a sad emotion.

The sword did not arrive, but the sound of the wind swept through Fang Li's body The hairs on his body seemed to be like detectors, from the direction of the flow of the air, Fang Li immediately found the direction of the opponent's attack, the wind sword in his hand changed hands to meet it, and Fang Li's eyes lit up in the midst of a collision.

True Martial Arts was launched, because Fang Li judged with his own experience that now the other party chose to face himself, and in the previous battle, the other party was mostly turned away from him, this time if there was no accident, Fang Li could see the other party's face!

Clang!!

The wind sword accurately touched the opponent's long sword in the position that Fang Li expected, illuminating the whole world in a burst of sparks, and at this moment, Fang Li's true martial arts spirit was like a fast camera machine, instantly capturing the other party's face, and by the way, the entire space was taken into view.

"This ......"

"Slash!"

As if he had seen something incredible, Fang Li increased the power of the wind sword in his hand, and directly slashed the opponent who collided with him head-on, and at the same time, he also quickly retreated by inertia, and once again landed in front of the gate.

"Fire Law!

The moment he landed, Fang Li directly sent out two fire dragons according to the position in his memory, and the roaring fire dragon pulled out two crimson fire lines in the huge hall, illuminating the place while leaving a little light.

When the dragon dispersed, this space did not fall into the Black Sea, but gradually brightened in the swaying. It turned out that there was no light in this space, and the momentum of the many lamps was extinguished, and Fang Li's Yanlong lit the oil lamps that had not dried up, and hundreds of lamps like bonfires lit up, and the world was once again bright, after countless years.

When Fang Li turned on the lights, the person who had been fighting with Fang Li did not dodge or stop him, but walked to the dragon chair above him very naturally, looking like he was in control.

"That's foil?"

At this time, Fang Li's attention was not on the man's movements, but all on the long sword in the man's hand, the pure white long sword was dyed with a little red spot like a color, and it was like a petal on a closer look, and outside the sword body, countless petals like phantoms surrounded it, whether it was the feeling of the wind sword or the appearance in front of him, it clearly told Fang Li that this sword must be the second sword in the wind and snow, the foil!

(To be continued.) )