Inside the Canglan Palace. Fantasy World. The phantom of the huge Canglan Purgatory Blade hung between heaven and earth. Su Yu sat under the blade of Canglan Purgatory, holding a low-grade refining stone in his hand.

At the center of Su Yu's eyebrows, there was a knife like a white jade, quietly levitating. Exuding an extremely terrifying sword aura.

There are a total of nine martial arts artistic conceptions. First, condense the artistic conception of the phantom. If it is the way of the sword, then the condensed artistic conception phantom is a knife like Su Yu.

Double, the growth has been illusory. At the beginning, the artistic conception phantom may be one size, and when the artistic conception phantom grows to the size of the bowl, it is completely stepped into the double artistic conception.

And the triple artistic conception... It is necessary to carve your own name on the virtual image of the artistic conception!

Transform into natal conception! This is also the basis for stepping into the unity of the virtual and the real. At this moment, Su Yu's eyebrows, the knife with the size of two bowls was quietly suspended, under the wisps of knife qi falling from the phantom of the Canglan Purgatory Blade.

Little by little, I became staring. Eventually, it grew stronger. The refining stone in his hand also emerged with extremely turbulent fluctuations, shrouding Su Yu's artistic conception phantom.

"Almost..."Su Yu muttered slightly, slowly opening his eyes.

"The size of the artistic conception phantom has basically grown to the extreme, and even under the tempering of the Canglan Purgatory Blade, it cannot continue to improve."

"Next, it's time to start carving on the virtual image!" A light burst out of Su Yu's eyes.

The next moment, the sword qi in his body swept out in an instant, and above the void, it seemed to turn into a carving knife.

finally fell on Su Yu's artistic conception phantom. But the moment the carving knife fell on the illusion of artistic conception, there was a pain that pierced the heart, spreading all over Su Yu's body.

"Ah!!h Rao is Su Yu has already experienced all kinds of pain, but in the face of the pain from the divine soul, Su Yu still couldn't help but scream.

Cold sweats appeared on Su Yu's incarnation. In an instant, Su Yu's face became a little pale.

"Shhhh If you want to transform the artistic illusion into the natal illusion, the pain you have to experience is so intense! Su Yu gasped for breath.

"But so what!" Su Yu muttered, and a surging momentum suddenly erupted from his body.

"Today, I'm going to name it... I carve it thoroughly! Su Yu let out a low sigh, closed his eyes again, controlled the carving knife turned into knife qi, and began to engrave words on the artistic conception phantom.

With the slow movement of the carving knife, Su Yu's divine soul incarnation couldn't help but tremble.

The complexion gradually became hideous, and the green tendons burst out in an instant. It was as if he was in terrible pain.

"Hey!" And at this moment, a sigh sounded between heaven and earth. Buzz!! There was a slight sound.

Behind Su Yu, a burly figure slowly walked out. The man was naked, his body was covered with dense scars, and on his face, there was an extremely hideous scar, which completely divided the person's face.

"This little one... I'm really anxious! The middle-aged man looked at Su Yu below, and his face, which originally looked extremely hideous, couldn't help but soften.

"However, there is some resemblance to the boss."

"It's not so easy to transform the illusion of artistic conception into a life illusion!"

"Especially if the breakthrough has been too fast recently, it is easy to cause the foundation to be unstable, but..."The middle-aged man muttered slightly, and between the waves of his hand, a mysterious fluctuation permeated Su Yu's body.

The next moment, Su Yu's divine soul incarnation, which was still trembling, unexpectedly stabilized.

Even his face gradually softened. With the disappearance of the pain, the carving knife turned from knife qi was also portrayed more quickly.

Looking at this scene, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, his eyes looked at a certain place, and there was an extremely terrifying energy in his eyes, as if he had seen through the delusion.

"It's just right, since I'm back, let's go and see my unsuccessful disciple." The middle-aged man muttered, and immediately stepped out, and the void rippled in bursts, and he immediately regained his calm.

As if nothing had appeared. Only Su Yu's divine soul incarnation sat quietly under the phantom of the Canglan Purgatory Blade, and little by little his name was engraved on the illusory image of the artistic conception.

..... Meanwhile. Inside the Palace of Purgatory. The middle-aged man in Mai lay comfortably on the cushion, supporting the back of his head with one hand, and holding a wine gourd with the other, pouring wine into his mouth.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man shuddered.

"Who!" The middle-aged man in Mai burst out, and a terrifying wave permeated from the middle-aged man's body.

The space around him was instantly distorted under this terrifying fluctuation. Behind him, as if a piece of purgatory had been formed, the temperature skyrocketed instantly, accompanied by endless sword qi, as if the entire heaven and earth were about to be completely shattered.

The middle-aged man in Mai showed a hint of solemnity on his face.

"It's strange, with my cultivation, I didn't find any trace of the visitor..."

"Could it be that he is a powerhouse at the peak of the Yin and Yang Realm?"

"What are such people doing in my Ninth Sword Palace?" The middle-aged man's heart sank, and suddenly, he saw a black shadow flickering in front of his eyes.

"Found you!" The middle-aged man burst into a shout, and the figure flickered, and he followed the black shadow out of the Canglan Palace.

One step out is as if it has spanned tens of thousands of kilometers. Above the endless wilderness, the middle-aged man in Mai had a gloomy face, his eyes swept over the surroundings, and there was a dangerous aura that permeated from the middle-aged man in Mai.

"Your Excellency brought me here, and I don't know why?" The middle-aged man in Mai looked at the void around him and said in a deep voice.

However, there was silence all around. This made the middle-aged man in Mai even more frowning.

"Since Your Excellency has nothing to do, then I'll leave next!" The middle-aged man in Mai snorted coldly, and said that he was going to leave this place.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded in the ears of the middle-aged man in Mai.

"Since you're here, why don't you kneel?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man in Mai turned around suddenly, and then his pupils shook instantly, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Especially looking at the burly figure in front of him, there was a crystal in the eyes of the middle-aged man in Mai.

"Master!"