This turned out to be a really complete version of the Phantom Light Sword Technique, although there were some places where he did not understand it thoroughly, but this did not hinder the integrity of the Sword Technique.

The master was able to distinguish the sword technique immediately after just looking at his moves, and there was a complete version.

Sure enough, a master is a master!

"Master, you are the eternal ...... in my heart" Xiang Wentian clenched the manuscript in his hand and looked at Wang Fan excitedly.

"From now on, as long as I want to ask the heavens to do anything, you can do anything, but please command!"

"Oh yes, get out of here now, I'm going to have dinner!"

Wang Fan glared impatiently, and Xiang Wentian, who was smirking like a madman, waved his hand at the gate.

"Ah...... No problem! ”

Xiang Wentian didn't hesitate on the silk platform, and under the shocked gaze of Wang Fan and Yan Zhenru, he directly bent over and really rolled out.

Seeing this scene, Wang Fan and Yan Zhenru were stupid.

"When did the creatures of the Fairy Spirit Continent become so weak?"

"Hahaha, after all, they're just wastes living in peacetime."

"It's really vulnerable, I thought how strong the monks of the Immortal Spirit Continent could be, but that's it!"

The sound of unbridled ridicule came from the sky, from the black rolling black clouds, echoing in the air for a long time.

Below the black cloud, countless monks fell to their knees on the ground, looking at the group of black-clothed men in the sky with a look of remorse.

"Don't get complacent too early, there are thousands of cultivators in the Immortal Spirit Continent, and there are countless masters, it is absolutely impossible for you to rule the entire continent!"

A monk lay in a pool of blood, his face full of determination and determination.

"And the head of our Heavenly Mandate Sect is on the way here, as long as our head arrives, you will all die! The head of the sect is a master of the three transformation gods, and he is definitely ......"

"Oh? Do you mean the head of the house? ”

A black ball rolled down from the black cloud and landed straight in front of the monk.

Where is the ball, but a human head, the blood has long since dried up.

"Palm...... Master! ”

The monk's eyes widened, and his face was as pale as a dead man's, without the slightest trace of blood.

"This ...... How is this possible! Palm, boss, he is ...... How could the powerhouse of the three transformation artifacts be...... How could it be. ”

"Can you be regarded as a strong person if you are a mere god? Sure enough, the Fairy Spirit Continent has fallen! ”

"Even such a waste can become the head of a sect, it's ridiculous!"

With the slightest disdainful voice, it echoed.

The rolling black cloud split in two, and the people standing in it automatically gave way to a path.

A slender young man in a white robe slowly walked out of it.

The black-clothed man standing around bowed his head respectfully and saluted the white-robed young man.

Falling to the ground, the monk who was about to collapse raised his head and saw the white-robed young man, his pupils contracted violently, and his face was desperate and frightened.

"You...... You are...... White ......"

However, before the monk could finish speaking, his head slipped from his neck, and blood gushed out of his headless neck like a fountain.

"This world has indeed fallen! Yes, only the Demon Lord can turn this fallen world back in the right! ”

The white-robed young man glanced at the ground under his feet lightly and waved his hand gently.

"This polluted earth needs to be purified! Let the blood of thousands of living beings purify this continent and welcome the arrival of the Demon Lord! ”

The calm voice of the white-robed young man carried an inexplicable force of encouragement.

At this moment, it spread rapidly.

"Abide by the law of the White Holy Envoy!"

A group of black-clothed people respectfully responded and shouted in unison the next moment.

"Purify the continent!"

"Purify the continent!"

"Purify the continent!"

The neat shouts floated between the heavens and the earth, and endured for a long time.

Countless black-clothed people in the black clouds spread out like locusts, flying towards every corner of the continent.

In order to welcome the approaching Demon Lord, they need to use the blood of the creatures of this continent to hold a grand welcome.

Looking at the black-clothed people scattered in all directions, the white-robed young man raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes to look towards the east.

"Sure enough, those old immortal guys will try in vain to stop the arrival of the demon lord! However, how can they stop the trend of the times? ”

"It's okay, since they want to do something in vain, it can be regarded as convenient for us and the others to act!"

The white-robed young man seemed to remember something, and a smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face.

"By the way, it seems like I haven't seen her for 70,000 years! Just in time to be able to meet each other! ”

After the white-robed young man finished speaking, the person had already disappeared from the place.

The whole person disappeared so suddenly, silently, without a trace of sound or movement.

Not even the fluctuations in the emptiness did not happen, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

If the possibility that the white-robed young man is an illusory shadow is excluded, there is only one possibility left.

That is, the comprehension of the white-robed young man on the Space Avenue has already reached a very high attainment.

You don't even need to tear the space apart to be able to do it, the means to travel through it.

Such a direct communication of the supernatural power of the space, even the power of the Tribulation Period may not be able to do it.

"Hey, have you heard, it seems that there have suddenly been a lot of guys on the continent recently, who call themselves the apostles of the demon lord, but anyone they meet will be slaughtered."

"Oh, I've heard about that, too. At first, it seemed that it was only on the western side, but now even our area seems to be able to see the apostle of the demon lord! ”

"What's even more terrifying is that after the Demon Lord Apostle appears, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of ten miles will be quickly emptied, and the cultivation will be suppressed to a very low level at that time!"

"Not only that, according to a friend of mine who escaped, the group of guys used a completely different force than we did, with a strange aura."

The quiet changes on the continent spread rapidly among the monks.

Naturally, these news also spread to Boulder City.

Sitting in the restaurant, Zhao Mengqi, who was alone and sullenly drinking tea, listened to the conversations of the people around her quite absent-mindedly.

Just now, she received a message from Lan Yuezong.

The content is about the recent changes that have occurred on the continent, according to the news from her master Meng Xuelian, the continent is about to usher in a once-in-a-million year demon lord catastrophe.

The changes in the continent, as well as those black-clothed men who claim to be the apostles of the Demon Lord, are the subordinates of the Demon Lord.

To be precise, it is the people who returned from the seal with the arrival of the Demon Lord's catastrophe, and they were also once residents of the Fairy Spirit Continent.