Juggernaut expecting me?

Fang Wang was secretly surprised, he was hesitating whether to have a direct showdown, but he thought of Zhou Xue's words, Zhou Xue asked him to be incognito, there must be a reason.

On the next road, the man in yellow kept talking, Fang Wang thought that the other party was deliberately pointing at him at first, but only after hearing it did he know that the other party was complaining.

After a stick of incense.

Under the leadership of the man in yellow, Fang Wang came to an attic by the lake, the lake area in front of the attic was covered with dense lotus flowers, and the water mist was filled, looming, showing the fairyland atmosphere.

"There are natural heavenly spirit veins in this lake area, buried deep underground, and it is the sword saint who uses the sword array to lead to the ground, you can shape the spirit here, and stay as long as you want."

Leaving these words, the man in yellow turned and left.

Fang Wang bowed to him, and then walked up to the wooden platform by the lake, the wooden platform in front of the attic was simple, and there was a broken bridge in front of it, like a sword piercing into the lotus lake area.

Fang Wang did not enter the attic, but walked to the wooden bridge to enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of him.

The fog is filled, the pus is beautiful, can not cover the majestic posture of the high mountains on the opposite bank, the lotus flowers are blowing in the lake breeze, fluttering slightly, and occasionally there are red fish jumping out of the lake, as if they want to break free from fate and leap into the dragon.

Xiao Zi got out of Fang Wang's arms and crawled towards the attic behind, Fang Wang didn't stop him, but meditated on the spot.

He had already used his divine sense to probe the attic behind him, there was no one in it, there were no rats and insects, there was no one in a radius of several miles, he was far away from the sword attendants of the Sword Master, but it was quiet here, and no one disturbed him.

Enjoying the scenery of Jian Tianze, Fang Wang suddenly liked it, there are no rules here, there is no fighting, it is indeed a good place to practice, maybe this is also the reason why so many sword cultivators are willing to be sword servants.

Half an hour later, Fang Wangfang closed his eyes and practiced.

If he wanted to shape the spirit, he first had to sense the Heavenly Dao spirit vein at the bottom of the lake.

As he closed his eyes, the sun set and the moon rose, and as the days passed, the fog on the lake surged rapidly, and the sea of clouds in the sky surged violently, and the world seemed to be pressed the speed button.

……

In a blink of an eye.

A month flies.

On the afternoon of this day, Xiao Zi was lying on a lotus flower basking in the sun, it suddenly felt something, and looked up suddenly, it saw that the aura of heaven and earth was surging towards Fangwang, forming a whirlwind visible to the naked eye, surrounding its body.

"Do you really want to shape the spirit?"

Xiao Zi was secretly frightened, it had thought that Fang Wang was fooling Gu Tianxiong, after all, Fang Wang already held two Natal Treasure Spirits.

I didn't expect ......

Three-Life Treasure Spirit......

Xiao Zi thought of a certain legend she had seen in the Great Holy Cave Heaven, and her eyes showed hope.

After a month, Fang Wang finally felt the Heavenly Dao Spirit Vein, his Treasure Spirit Space began to tremble, and he finally found the feeling of shaping the Spirit.

He's going to mold the soul now!

Wisps of Xuanyang True Fire overflowed from the surface of his body, hovering around his body, surging towards the top of his head, condensing together.

The other side.

Dozens of miles away by the lake, Gu Tianxiong and several sword cultivators followed a boy on the corridor, and one of them was Fang Hanyu.

Fang Hanyu covered his eyes with a black scarf and walked at the back of the team.

Gu Tianxiong, as always, was full of enthusiasm, and chatted with the accompanying sword cultivator.

Fang Hanyu admired the scenery of the lake next to him and was silent.

Walking around the corner of the corridor, a woman's voice came from in front of me: "Brother Song, it's time to come out and practice swords, how long are you going to be decadent?" Although the Sword Saint senior didn't say anything, he never summoned you, and he was already very dissatisfied with you. ”

Gu Tianxiong and the others shut up, turned their heads to look, and saw a woman in cloth standing in front of the door of the house in front of them, with long hair tied into a ponytail, and two swords around her waist, full of heroism, at this moment she was standing in front of the door, frowning.

Seeing Gu Tianxiong and the others coming, she took two steps forward and made way for them.

The boy nodded at her, then passed by.

Everyone walked past the door, and before they could go far, they heard a mocking voice from the room: "Sword training? What's the use? The so-called kendo comprehension and kendo heart are nothing at all in front of the treasure spirit level, and God has already set the rules for us......"

Song Jinyuan!

The sole disciple of the Sword Master!

Hearing his words, the crowd did not say a word and continued to move on.

After walking hundreds of steps along the way, a sword cultivator sighed with emotion: "Song Jinyuan returned to Daqi with the Sword Saint back then, and with the sword in his hand, he swept the disciples of the same realm of the nine major sects, how high-spirited, but now he has ...... Alas! ”

Another sword cultivator followed and said: "No way, Tianyuan Baoling, then Lu Yuanjun can be famous in the Great Qi Cultivation Immortal Realm with the middle-grade Yuan Baoling, and even be able to fight across the border, in such a comparison, I can't imagine how strong the Tianyuan Baoling is." ”

The other sword cultivators followed up and expressed their feelings, the Tianyuan Treasure Spirit had spread all over the Great Qi Immortal Cultivation Realm, and in the past two years, Fang Wang's name had reached the point where it made the immortal cultivators feel like thunder.

Fang Hanyu walked behind, he was already accustomed to it, especially in the past month, Fang Wang's deeds of defeating thirteen first-class geniuses in the world with one move were spreading, and the fame deeds of those geniuses were also dug up again, the more he understood the power and legend of those geniuses, the more he could feel Fang Wang's incredibleness.

Not only that, the Nine Dragons God Transformation Recipe has also spread, ten years ago, the secret realm of the Jihao Sect appeared, and all the sects fought for the Nine Dragons God Transformation Trick and the Tiangang Holy Body True Skill, and finally they could only dig the Great Sage Cave together, but I didn't expect that the Nine Dragons God Transformation Recipe had been obtained, or was obtained by the peerless genius of Tianyuan Baoling, and some people bluntly said that this was the divine skill in choosing their own inheritor.

Although immortal cultivators go against the sky and chase immortality, the longer they practice, the more they believe in their fate.

There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't want it.

Fang Hanyu listened to Fang Wang's legend, he didn't feel proud, he only had infinite fighting spirit in his heart, he wanted to work hard to catch up with Fang Wang, and fight side by side with him.

Gu Tianxiong began to boast that his daughter had an excellent relationship with Fang Wang, of course, the other sword cultivators didn't believe it at all.

After walking for a while, the boy finally stopped at a door, and he turned and bowed to it.

"Juggernaut, these people have passed the first round of tests."

The boy said softly, Jian Tianze's sword attendants all call the Sword Saint by his name, and it is said that this is the order of the Sword Saint.

Bang –

The door suddenly opened, and a strong wind howled out, causing the boy's robe to tear back frantically, startling the sword cultivators to bend down and salute.

Gu Tianxiong bent over, raised his eyes, and saw a white-clothed figure stepping out of the room, surrounded by small sword shadows, densely packed, every step he took, leaving an afterimage behind him, as if he was out of his body, and Gu Tianxiong's eyes were straight.

Juggernaut!

He was full of white hair, coiled under a white jade crown, his face was ruddy, full of energy, especially his eyes were blazing, as if two villains were wielding swords in their pupils, and the sword light was overflowing.

"Take them to the Sword Pond to be baptized."

The Sword Saint dropped these words and turned into a gust of wind and flew away, and disappeared into the fog on the lake in the blink of an eye, and the sword cultivators turned their heads to look, and they could only see the remnants of the Sword Saint left on the lake, which were transformed by the sword qi.

"Is this the Juggernaut? I don't know what the realm is. Fang Hanyu was secretly frightened.

Even in Taiyuan Gate, he had never met such a master.

Even if the head of the sect is Guangqiu Immortal, he feels that he may not be able to compare to the Sword Saint.

"Come with me, everybody."

The boy spoke, and then continued to walk forward, the sword cultivators secretly regretted that they didn't expect that they couldn't meet the sword saint directly.

……

On the wooden bridge on the lake, Fang Wang was meditating, his body was already suspended in the air, and he was afraid of igniting the wooden bridge, so he let himself levitate.

With the heart of battle, he can turn his body into a magic weapon and then use the sword art to take it into the air, which is very easy for him.

The rolling Xuanyang True Fire condensed above his head, forming a fireball, and the heat wave spread from time to time, shaking the attic and blowing away the fog on the surface of the lake.

Xiao Zi stared at Fang Wang tightly, her eyes full of anticipation.

It didn't notice that someone was approaching at the end of the lake behind it, and in the thick fog, a figure slowly walked out, it was the Juggernaut.

The sword saint stepped on, the sword qi around his body had disappeared, and the whole person's aura was empty, one with nature, his gaze was locked on Fang Wang's body, and his white eyebrows were furrowed.

"I think I've seen this fire somewhere......"

The Sword Master thought silently, and after thinking about the time, his pupils couldn't help but dilate.

"Could it be Xuanyang True Fire? No, how could a cultivator like him have been to that kind of forbidden land......"

The Sword Saint's gaze was firmly fixed on Fang Wang, looking at the treasure spirit above Fang Wang's head, his eyes showing a look of expectation.

At this moment, Fang Wang's consciousness was looking inwardly at the Baoling space.

The third natal spirit is being shaped!

Regarding the third Natal Treasure Spirit, Fang Wang had already envisioned that he didn't want to create long soldiers and short soldiers, he wanted to create auxiliary types of Natal Treasure Spirits.

It is best to have a natal treasure spirit with the power of the seal, and Fang Wang has been leaning on the seal in his own imagination.

But what disappointed him was that he failed, perhaps because he did not have a deep knowledge of the art of sealing, although the creation of the natal treasure spirit was based on imagination, but it also had to be based on his own knowledge, and he could not imagine the power that had not been involved in the void, and the soul spell was not a pure sealing technique.

Since it is not possible to shape the seal type of treasure spirit for the time being, let's change it.

He had to mold the fourth Natal Spirit that he had already envisioned in advance.

He's going to shape a folding fan!

A folding fan with terrifying wind power is like a banana fan in Journey to the West, of course, it is impossible for him to create a banana fan now.

This wind power is not only aimed at the objects that exist in the world, but also the soul body, and he wants this folding fan to have the power to destroy ghosts and souls!

The reason why he has such an idea is that he prepared it for Lu Yuanjun, and it was also prepared for the Green Cicada Valley, to use a fan to drive away the poisonous fog and destroy the withering and decaying.

Xuanyang True Fire already had the ability to restrain the soul body, so his idea was achievable.

Gradually, the fireball above his head began to change, gradually condensing into a folding fan.

The aura of heaven and earth frantically surged towards the top of his head, forming a strong wind, blowing from all directions, and the momentum was huge.

Rolling thunderclouds came from the horizon and surged towards Jian Tianze, causing the world to gradually fall into darkness.