"Hahaha! Congratulations to the door god!" Suddenly, a cry of joy broke the silence and shook the stone barrier where Xin Fang was located. Xin Fang recognized this voice, which belonged to the so-called Archmage Langdu of the Meridian Gate. The laughter fell, and only another voice was heard: "The door god has completed the most rebellious step after experiencing the right talent." As long as the door god takes one last step, he can welcome the advent of the divine sword!" This voice is vicissitudes and muddy, which is uncomfortable to hear. After this vicissitudes of life, there was a burst of wild laughter, which was better than the previous two sounds, and even reached a pleasant Cheng dù, which seemed to have a kind of god-inducing magic and made the listener feel at peace.

Xin Fang followed the sound and saw three figures slowly walking out of the void where the small stone henge was located in the distance, the one on the left was the archmage Langdu, on the right was an old man on crutches, dressed in ordinary clothes, skinny, and seemingly vulnerable; the one in the middle looked no more than twenty-five or sixteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a lofty spirit, giving people an extremely kind first feeling. However, when Xin Fang remembered that person was the notorious meridian gate god Feng Yong, he looked at the young man's appearance again, although he still had that face, he had a different feeling.

At this moment, Feng Yong and the three of them looked at the big stone henge where Xin Fang was located at the same time, and he was even in the mysterious space in his eyes. When the spatial mysteries happened to occupy a place in Xin Fang's vision, Feng Yong's eyes hit at the same time, and the two formed a pair of eyes. When Feng Yong turned his head, the spatial mystery in Xin Fang's eyes suddenly appeared a hint of abnormality.

"This person is so strong in the meridians!" Xin Fang exclaimed, as he painstakingly transferred Feng Yong's meridian imprint into the Mad Prime, digesting it. Although the encounter was fleeting, he felt that it was long. Xin Fang looked at Feng Yong and said in his heart: "Presumably this is Feng Yong's legendary fool's stunt, which should not be underestimated." Xin Fang thought that Xu Gan, Hao Sheng and the others must have been treated equally, but they couldn't escape the crisis of being fooled by Feng Yong, but fortunately, he had already planted soul fire in the body of the sword inducers. In this way, you can always stay connected with them, and you are not afraid of the threat of blood and don't know it.

Xin Fang looked at Feng Yong and the others again, and at this moment they had already entered the shadow area within the small stone henge. Feng Yong was naturally sitting on the atmospheric stone chair, with Langdu standing on his left and the old man standing on his right. Feng Yong took a serious look at the big stone henge and said with a smile: "Get up." ”

With Feng Yong's order, all the meridian people in the stone shed moved, and they waved their weapons, either digging the ground thousands of times, or waving back and forth. Or they keep repeating the routine, they rise up separately, and finally merge into one. Xin Fang only discovered at this moment that the meridian essence here was suppressed. However, because Xin Fang was limited by his body method, he couldn't see what kind of magic circle he wanted to put in the meridian gate.

"White-edged pine, Langdu, let's get started. Feng Yong said in a low voice, his voice was very light, but it implied an offensive. The sound is rendered even more bewildering by the Great Stone Tepe. Xin Fang only felt endless vertigo inverted in his conscious world.

Xin Fang's fists hidden in the sleeves of his robe were clenched, and he endured the discomfort of the brain realm and began to protect the body realm. However, he was surprised to find that those attacks that specifically targeted the meridians were attracted by the madness and leaderlessness halfway through. From this, Xin Fang suspected that the madness had no head and some kind of connection with the meridian gate.

"Whew!" Suddenly the wind blew violently, and I saw that a blue light spatial crack suddenly broke through the sky in the distance. Then I saw two figures walking out of it, it was Langdu and white-edged pines and cypresses. They stood on two sides, one with a baguette and the other on crutches. and facing each other in the distance, and later jointly constructed a high and deep protective layer.

The white-edged pines and cypresses and Rondo descended all the way to a stop above Stonehenge. They hung on it with one foot, and at the same time raised the magic weapon in their hands to outline a continuous trajectory in the void. Their movements were exaggerated enough to cause the shield to fall more than ten times, but it didn't. It wasn't until a semicircle appeared in the plane of mid-air that the protective layer finally broke away from the magic weapon of the two, suspended in the void, and was placed above the small stone henge, which corresponded to Feng Yong.

At this moment, although Feng Yong, Baibian Songbai and Langdu had different moves, their body surface was balanced, and they looked like they were carrying out some kind of cooperation. As the movements of the three deepened, the invisible protective layer on the small stone henge began to loom with traces, and the dazzling streamer even dazzled and overwhelmed the caster himself.

"The sword is in place!" Feng Yong suddenly shouted, and with one palm, he suppressed the flowing light in the sky.

"The sword, is it forged from many strange meridians?" Xin Fang looked at the scene seriously, and he saw that the protective layer above the small stone henge, which was set off by the streamer, was once again reduced to nothingness. It's just that this time, in the protective layer, a trend divine sword suddenly appeared.

When the last streamer in the cladding finally disappeared, the already sweaty Rondo and the wrinkled white-edged pine and cypress both let out a sullen breath, and then they carefully removed the magic weapon in their hands from the invisible cladding at the same time, and then flew away from the small stone henge. And Feng Yong in the small stone henge is already standing in front of the stone chair at this moment, he is also decadent, but his qi and blood are still very strong.

"Everyone, retreat a hundred steps away for me!" Feng Yong raised his head to look up at the sword and gave an order. Hearing this, a group of meridian people, including the white-edged pine and cypress, and Rondo, stepped back quickly and orderly.

The sky here, there were just two clouds pushing out of the scorching sun, and the poisonous light cut through it like a knife killing, and the space twisted and cracked as if it had been burned by fire. Feng Yong stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the sun hanging high in the sky again, and shouted to the meridian people: "Second formation, get up!"

Hearing the order, a group of meridian people began to operate the magic circle in an orderly manner, and the three giants of the meridian gate, Feng Yong, Baibian Songbai, and Langdo, were also in their respective duties to greet the sword. It stands to reason that Xin Fang should pay more attention to Huijian at this moment, but this is not the case, although his gaze is still on Huijian, the focus of his exploration is not Huijian itself, but the internal world of Huijian, because it contains the soul line of the imperial prince and county lord that he has been thinking about for a long time.

"Sister Jun!" Xin Fang gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, what he was carrying on his shoulders at the moment was not only the important matter of killing Feng Yong, but also the more difficult task of destroying the sword and seizing the line.

The scorching sun was high, Feng Yong stood in the small stone henge, looking at the ten sword guides on the big stone henge, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was summoning some magic circle. When Feng Yong closed his mouth, his right hand reached out from behind him at the same time, aimed at Xu Yan on the far left, and his palm suddenly clenched into a fist.

I saw that the Rihua distributed in the space swept wildly, and the big stone henge also suddenly trembled under Xin Fang's induction, and then I saw Xu Qian's figure in the distance flickering, and then disappeared in Xin Fang's sensory vision, and when it suddenly reappeared, it had been caught by Feng Yong into the small stone henge and placed in front of him.

Feng Yong raised his left hand again, only to see a blood-colored red shadow suddenly fly out of his palm, instantly burrowing into Xu Gan's upper dantian. Xin Fang's fists tightened at the moment, he knew it was an evil blood mark. The blood seal then ruled over Xu Gan's entire body realm and turned his magic breath into a red curtain, Xin Fang suddenly felt that the dantian was suffering a huge hemp at this moment, and he knew that it was the blood seal devouring the soul fire.

Xin Fanglian was mindful of the madness in his body and began to erupt, leaving the meridians in another state, so that he could save the pain with pain, and he was struggling to bear the terrible blood mark for Xu Gan, and at the same time, he was also trying to collect the first sword guide. However, Xin Fang was no match for Feng Yong after all, and Xu Gan's sword guide was finally taken away by the latter, but fortunately, he had not completely lost control of the sword lead, and there was still hope for soul fire.

After a while, the numbing pain in Xin Fangdantian had subsided a lot, and he finally had the energy to look around, when he suddenly found that Feng Yong was looking at him. However, Feng Yong didn't mean to attack Xin Fang immediately, he first pushed Xu Yan into the void, and then probed with both palms upward, and the remote sensing sword flashed red.

"Waste, you can get out of the way!" Feng Yong sneered, and with a dip of his left palm, he grabbed Xu Yan in his hand again, like carrying a kitten. Then he flicked his five fingers, like throwing away a useless thing and throwing Xu Yan a hundred steps away, but fortunately he was caught by Xing Qiong. Xin Fang saw that Feng Yong did not have any seizures because of Xing Qiong's "great disrespect", so he was not worried about Xing Qiong, he thought that Xing Qiong must have used some method to obtain approval to take over these original sword powerhouses after being taken away. (To be continued......)