"Ghost Valley?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan was stunned.

Turning his head to look at Qing'er, he hurriedly got up and arched his hand and said, "Dare to ask the girl who ......?"

"My name is Qing'er, the current valley owner of the Ghost Valley, and I am the master here."

"It was my master who saved you, and now the medicine river you are soaking in is cultivated by my master."

Qing'er looked at Yang Fan's eyes with some resentment:

"Originally, I just wanted to use the power of the medicine river to help you wake up early, but it turned out that you were so good that you directly absorbed two-thirds of the energy of the medicine river!"

It hurts!

You must know the energy in this medicine river, but Qing'er originally planned to use it to break through the Yuan Infant Realm.

Now there is no chance, because they were all absorbed by Yang Fan!

"This ......"

Hearing this, Yang Fan suddenly discovered that the spiritual power in the medicine river was indeed not rich.

After making trouble for a long time, I was all absorbed by myself!

Subconsciously perceiving the cultivation, Yang Fan's eyes suddenly widened!

"Jindan Peak?!"

Yang Fan was stunned!

Didn't you just break through Jindan Xiaocheng?

How can you wake up in a coma and go straight to the peak of Jindan?

Not only that, but his kendo cultivation has also broken through to the Sword Sect!

There is only a thin line away from the peak of the Sword Sect!

A qualitative leap!

Yang Fan couldn't come back to his senses for a while, he didn't expect that his coma this time would bring such a big improvement.

"Isn't it ......?"

He suddenly remembered something, "Is that the light?"

That's right, it's that light!

At that time, after that light entered his body, Yang Fan felt that his soul was torn apart, and then he began to reorganize again.

Hurry to feel your soul in the moment.

But nothing out of the ordinary was found!

"Boy, don't be nervous, your spirit, I've already checked it for you."

"Nothing out of the ordinary, it's just ...... I always have a weird feeling, I can't tell what has changed, but it's just not the same as before!"

Xu Fu's voice also came into Yang Fan's mind.

Since Yang Fan's self-isolation state was lifted, Xu Fu began to study Yang Fan's spirit.

In Yang Fan's Divine Palace Acupoint, a miniature divine soul the size of a thumb was sitting in it.

Looking at its appearance, it is the same as Yang Fanchang.

But no one can say exactly what has changed.

Even Yang Fan himself is confused!

"It's a little different, indeed...... Wait, this sword?"

Yang Fan suddenly discovered something, and carefully looked at his soul.

Then he was stunned to find that his soul was still carrying a sword at his waist z.br>!

And this sword is something that Yang Fan has never seen before.

It's not a broken abyss, it's not a flying sword!

"Huh?"

"Where did this little sword come from?"

Xu Fu only noticed the little sword at this moment, and immediately showed a stunned expression.

"Let's try it, can you take it out?"

He immediately said curiously.

"I'll try!"

Yang Fan did not hesitate, and tried to communicate with the little sword with the same curiosity.

"Come out!"

He controlled his soul and let out a low sigh.

Buzz!

The little sword that was on Yang Fan's soul's waist began to tremble the next moment.

Then with a bang, it directly turned into white light and flashed out of Yang Fan's body!

"This ......"

Yang Fan looked at the pure white long sword in his hand out of thin air and was directly stunned, can this really be summoned?

When he came back to his senses, he was overjoyed: "I understand, the white light that drilled into my body before,

That's it!"

"That's right!"

Xu Fu also said approvingly.

Because the breath of this white long sword is exactly the same as the original white light!

But they didn't know that although the white light was this sword, what made Yang Fan change was a broken soul in the sword!

"I don't know what grade this sword is, is it as sharp as my Abyss Sword?"

Yang Fan was curious, and even if he took out the Folding Yuan Sword, he took out a sword in one hand.

Try!

His heart moved, and he directly threw out the two swords: "Slash!"

Buzz!

The Folding Abyss Sword and the White Long Sword received the command at the same time, trembled in the air a few times, and then burst out with sword light and collided together!

Zheng!

The sword light soars into the sky, and the sword roars piercingly!

Bang!

But the next moment, the Folding Abyss Sword was directly hit hard, fell fiercely, and slammed diagonally into the ground, almost splitting the medicine mountain of the small half of the Ghost Valley!

"I'll ...... it"

Yang Fan was dumbfounded.

This was the first time he had seen a sword that was so much stronger than Ori Abyss!

Hurriedly grabbed back the abyss, only to see that the sword body was full of cracks and was trembling slightly.

It seems that the sword spirit is in fear, or it is a heavy blow encountered, close to the level of destruction!

On the other hand, the white long sword was unscathed.

Then he took the initiative to fly to Yang Fan's side and rubbed Yang Fan's palm affectionately.

And its proximity directly frightened Zhi Yuan back into Yang Fan's ring.

The fairy sword has a spirit, and it doesn't dare to appear on the same screen with the white long sword again!

"Hidden?"

"Don't worry, although you are not as good as it now, it may not be possible when I raise your level to the next level."

Yang Fan suddenly felt funny and tried to take out the folded abyss again.

Anyway, he now has the Demon Ding in his hand to make materials, even if he can't make Zhi Yuan completely break through the grade of the Divine Sword, it is enough to go further!

But the Zhiyuan Sword was completely afraid of the white long sword, and for the first time in his life, he refused Yang Fan's call, hiding in the corner of Na Ring and shivering!

"That's a bit outrageous......

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth twitched.

This Folding Abyss Sword, why are you still afraid of being like this?

At the same time, he looked at the white long sword that was still intimate with him, and his heart was full of complicated emotions:

"But then again, why do I feel like I don't reject this white sword at all?"

Not only did he not reject it, but he felt very comfortable and happy about the intimacy of the white long sword.

It's as if they've fought side by side, and it's like they're partners.

This kind of trust even surpasses Yang Fan's Fold Yuan Sword!

"You reject a fart!"

"At first glance, this sword is a god-level existence, and it may even be a Ming Sword!"

"People take the initiative to get close to you, which means that you have taken shit luck and still reject it? You've got a big face!"

Xu Fu didn't think about it so much, and said with a scolding in his mouth.

It's just that no matter how you listen to it, it has a sour smell.

He was also really speechless, why did this kid follow wherever he went?

I've lived for so long, and I haven't had this kind of treatment!

"Senior, you're sour."

When Yang Fan heard this, he didn't doubt it anymore, and smiled proudly.

"I'm a sour fart!"

"I won't talk to you, the old man is going to rest!"

Xu Fu snorted and lost his voice.

Yang Fan didn't bother to take care of Xu Fu anymore, looked at the white long sword and smiled slightly:

"From this day on, I will call you ......"

Transmigration!

Suddenly, these two words appeared in Yang Fan's mind!

"Reincarnation?"

"Is that your name?"

Yang Fan looked at the reincarnation sword in shock,

This sword ...... There is even a sword spirit?

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