Fang Yang looked at the wall at the end of the side hall.

With the assistance of the Heavenly Eyes Divine Light Technique, you can vaguely see that there seems to be a layer of light curtain shrouded in the wall, and behind this wall, there is a secret door!

He walked cautiously, his spirit touching the wall, and began to look for the mechanism that would open the secret door.

"Is it a circle?"

Fang Yang's mind moved slightly, after the previous successive experiences, his magic circle attainment had also improved a lot, although it was the first time he had seen such a light curtain magic circle, he could also recognize it.

It seems that if you want to enter it, you can only rely on breaking the formation.

Fang Yang didn't delay, his soul scanned, crossed into it, and began to break the formation with the help of his own strength.

He sat down cross-legged, engrossed, his hands moving continuously, and his fingertips lingering with a trace of mystery, like knitting needles, on the wall in front of him. The originally empty wall, under Fang Yang's click, really had a little ripple spreading, as Fang Yang's movements became faster and faster, the ripples also gradually spread, as if it were a real water wave.

The hands are like butterflies, and the ten fingers are soaring.

Fang Yang's hand speed had already reached the level of dazzling brilliance, his speed of breaking the formation was getting faster and faster, and the originally complicated magic array was gradually clear and clear under his hands.

Finally.

After a quarter of an hour of "peeling off the cocoon", Fang Yang's hands stretched out to both sides, and the wall in front of him suddenly emitted a soft light, and the light slowly dissipated, and then the wall that had been standing in front of him disappeared without a trace.

A secret door appeared, and behind the walls were five jade boxes.

The first four are lined up in turn, showing a silver glow. There is also a jade box placed on the left, and the box is as black as ink. Strangely, the wall on the right side has collapsed a bit, and it is obvious that another box is also stored, but the box has now been removed.

"This is the core technique in the Yin Yang Immortal Palace?"

Fang Yang's eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't wait to grab a silver glow box in his hand.

The box was light and fluttering, and when I opened it, it was empty.

Empty box?

Fang Yang's heart jumped, and he took out the boxes one by one, but when he opened them one by one, the four silver boxes were empty, and the jade slips that were originally stored had long been taken away by someone.

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

Fang Yang's face was slightly gloomy, and he grabbed the pitch-black box in his hand, and when the box was in his hand, there was a faint touch of cold air.

If Fang Yang's guess is correct, what is contained in this pitch-black box should be "Xuanyin Jue".

"Pure Yang Jue" and "Xuanyin Jue" are the two most advanced exercises in the Yin and Yang Liuxian Palace, and the empty box on the right side should be the Pure Yang Jue, but it has been taken away by the ancestors of the Pure Yang True Sect, and the remaining "Xuanyin Jue" ......

Click.

Fang Yang opened the black box in his hand, glanced at it, and then smiled bitterly and threw the black box away.

Sure enough, it was empty......

Since the exercises in the remaining five boxes have all been taken away, how can the remaining most important "Xuanyin Jue" be left here.

Fang Yang's hopes were directly extinguished, full of disappointment.

Where is "Xuanyin Jue"?

Was it taken away by a foreign martial artist like the "Pure Yang Jue"? Or was it taken away by a rebellious disciple in the sect? Is it still in the Yin Yang Immortal Palace?

Fang Yang had no way of knowing, and if he had enough time, he wouldn't mind looking for it. But at this time, time is the key, and he has been in this place for an hour, and he doesn't know what the situation outside is, so he can't waste it here.

"If you want to find a way out, it's a big deal to come and explore when you have the opportunity later. When Fang Yang thought of this, he cheered up.

However, at this time, he still didn't have a clue how to get out of here......

Exploring all the way, almost all the way around in this Yin Yang Liuxian Palace, but there is still no way out or a seemingly way out, so you can't go back if you come......

"Let's go out and have a look. ”

After making sure that there was nothing else in the Gongfa Hall, Fang Yang decisively drew his sword and went back, rushing out of the side hall.

As soon as his figure appeared, he heard a roaring sound, and the black tiger appeared to kill.

"The ghost doesn't go away. Fang Yang shouted, and his sword aura was vigorous.

It took him a little bit of true anger to start his sword path again, and this time it was very different from the previous one.

I saw that every time Fang Yang's sword was slashed, there was a touch of blue light permeating both sides of the blade, and the air in front of him was slightly distorted, and there was no strong sword intent, but the power brought up in the blade was terrifying.

At this time, the way of the sword was Fang Yang's real strength.

He has been contemplating and meditating for a long time since the Sword Emperor Iron Sword, and he has never integrated into his own sword path through the sword emperors of different ages, the differences in his own sword path, and his analysis and understanding.

The sword of the Sword Emperor is unparalleled in sharpness, and his sword can cut through all things in the world.

The Sword Emperor focuses on the sharp essence of the sword, as long as there is something in the hand, whether it is a flying leaf or a wooden strip, it can be transformed into a sword, and the sharpness of the sword can be brought into full play. It can be seen from the fact that he is a sword emperor, but he uses an ordinary iron sword. At his level, there is no need to rely on the power of Xuan Bing, and the use of some seemingly profound Xuan Bing may affect his sword play.

Fang Yang learned the "benefit" of the Sword Emperor, although he didn't learn it thoroughly and couldn't fully exert it, but between the contemplation and operation, it was also amazingly powerful!

The reason why he has been useless before is because he has not long reached the state of unity of heaven and man, and he has not yet laid a solid foundation, so the use of sword dao is also a little difficult.

But at this time, Fang Yang couldn't take care of it.

A sparkling sword slashed out, and the black tiger met it without dodging or dodging, it had fought with Fang Yang so many times before, and it also learned about Fang Yang's sword path, thinking that there would be no danger.

But when Fang Yang's sword blade slashed at its body, it was completely different from before.

Laugh at!

A sword slashed out, no longer the crisp sound of the previous one, but like the sound of the cloth tearing.

Fang Yang's Nine Palace Sword directly rubbed against the black tiger's body and tore it over, and the indestructible body of the black tiger was finally injured!

The "advantage" of the sword path penetrated into its fur, and under the slash, it left a deep wound, and the black tiger roared angrily, and there was a faint puff of black mist gushing out of the torn wound. It was shocked in pain, it never thought that Fang Yang would be able to hurt itself, and it turned around and dodged in panic.

Fang Yang's Nine Palace Sword came out again, following closely behind.

The "sharpness" of one sword after another erupted, forcing the black tiger's figure back one after another.

This black tiger knew Fang Yang's power, and he didn't dare to rush forward, under the edge, he could only escape.

However, it was still difficult for Fang Yang to kill it, this black tiger was a thing that contained pure yin and mystic energy, unless the Xuan qi in Fang Yang's body reached the point of harmony between yin and yang, he could kill it in one fell swoop, otherwise what he was doing now was just a futile trauma.

Forcing the black tiger back, Fang Yang didn't rush to chase after him, his eyes turned and he saw the seat in the center of the main hall.

On the luxurious seat, the white robe was still placed.

Fang Yang's brows furrowed, a strange feeling faintly appeared in his heart, seeing that the black tiger would not rush up again, as soon as he stepped forward, he rushed towards the front of this seat.

The incineration took a few steps, and it was in front of the chair in an instant.

Fang Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the top of the white robe.

The white robe fell lightly into his hand, this is a robe that has been exposed to the wind and sun for many years, it looks extremely old and dilapidated, and most of the jade white on it has faded, and it looks ordinary.

But when Fang Yang was grabbing this robe, he had an extremely strange feeling.

Gently grasping it in his hand, it seemed that it was not a robe, but something else......

His gaze swept over the robe, looking at the seat, Fang Yang had not seen it clearly before, but when he looked at it again, he found that the seat was also made of a whole piece of black jade, and a cold aura emanated.

Suddenly, Fang Yang's gaze froze.

On the black jade seat, he suddenly saw something...... An equally black jade slip.

"Is it ......?"

Fang Yang faintly thought of something, a look of excitement appeared in his eyes, his face was excited, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards such a jade slip.

Just as Fang Yang's right hand touched the jade slip, before he could pick it up, a sudden change occurred!

What changed was the robe that Fang Yang was holding in his left hand, this white robe suddenly danced without wind, as if a ghost had penetrated into it, rolling its long sleeves towards Fang Yang's body.

Fang Yang was startled, and there was a cold chill in his face.

His reaction was not as unhappy, and with a burst of applause, the pure Yang Xuan Qi surged out, and the scorching qi protected his body, blocking the front of this robe.

Whoosh.

When the robe came into contact with the pure Yang Xuan Qi on Fang Yang's body, it seemed to touch something hot, and it made a soft sound, and then there was a strange roar between the robes, and it swished out of Fang Yang's palm, flew out, and landed on the other side of the seat.

Fang Yang looked intently, and there were shadows between the white robes he saw, and the vague figure floated, and then a figure really appeared......

The figure was a middle-aged man, his body was a dark gray translucent shape, but he could vaguely see his original face, his appearance was clean and gentle, but his eyes were as black as a whirlpool, and there was no whites of the eyes.

Just like the senior brother in the jade slip of the previous memory......

Who is this?

Fang Yang's face sank, and as this figure appeared, the rich yin and cold aura also spread, and when he swept away, the dark fog wrapped around the middle-aged man, which was extremely weird.

He looked at Fang Yang's body, as if he was a little jealous because he had been injured by the Pure Yang Xuanqi before, but his jealousy quickly turned into hideous anger, grinning at Fang Yang, and then stepped out and rushed towards Fang Yang again.

Fang Yang didn't dare to slack off, the figure he saw rushed up, and his Nine Palace Sword was also slashed out with one sword.

Purple break!

The sharp sword light broke through the air in an instant, and the purple light flashed, and it passed through the man's body.

But there was no feeling of hitting the real thing, and when the purple break penetrated the man's body, it was like wearing it in the air, leaving not even the slightest trace.

"Phantom?" Fang Yang frowned.

At this time, this figure had already rushed to Fang Yang's ten steps, and slapped it out with one palm.

Between his ordinary palms, black light filled the air, and when this palm was patted, countless black qi flowed out from his fingers, like a black match, instantly enveloping Fang Yang.

The attack is real!

When Fang Yang came into contact with this breath, he felt like falling into a cold pool, for a while, the pure Yang Xuan Qi was actually unable to circulate, so he could only watch the palm slap down, and at the critical moment, he bit the tip of his tongue, and slashed out with a sword.

The sword qi broke through the air, directly extinguishing the cold qi shrouded in front of him, but even so, Fang Yang was still affected by the cold qi, only to feel that the cold tide was surging in all directions, and everywhere he passed, his meridian bones seemed to freeze in an instant, and after a while, his eyebrows were already covered with frost...... R1058