"Boom!"

The sound of gold and iron resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the sharp sword intent spread like a storm to the surroundings.

The breath of the edge seemed to destroy the world.

The plane tree's scalp was numb, and the sharp breath hit him, making him feel that someone was cutting wood with a saw, cutting his body.

The surrounding trees, flowers, stones, and dirt instantly shattered under the impact of this sword intent.

The trees in the square fell in unison, kicking up billowing smoke and dust.

Also strangled was the Void Wind Spirit that pounced on Ji Yan.

The invisible sword intent slashed, and the huge storm suddenly stopped in place.

Even the wind has stopped.

Slowly, after a few breaths, the storm group dissipated, and the jelly-like void wind spirit revealed its body, and the body was also slowly dissipating, and finally disappeared completely, dissipating into the sky without a trace.

Ji Yan stood on the ground with a long sword in his hand, his white clothes moving with the wind, like a god descending to earth, invincible in the world.

"This, this ....."

The sycamore tree was frightened to death and sat on the ground with its butt, terrified.

What is this operation?

This world is different from the outside world, why can Ji Yan still use sword intent?

Evil spirits!

The sycamore tree looked at Ji Yan's eyes full of shock, and even began to worship it.

He has lived for so long and has seen countless geniuses, but it is the first time he has seen a genius like Ji Yan.

Sure enough, such a genius is the one he deserves to follow.

Although Xiao Yi was also amazed, he was not as shocked as the plane tree.

This is his big brother.

Nothing ever stood in his way.

In the face of any difficulty, he always moves forward and never retreats.

Ji Yan put away his sword, volleyed back, fell to the two of them, and said lightly, "Let's go." ”

"Senior brother, senior brother," Xiao Yi turned into a curious baby, leaned around Ji Yan, and asked, "How did you do it?" ”

Ji Yan looked ahead and replied casually, "Although there are no rules in this world, no rules are rules, and cutting off is it." ”

"Oh!" Xiao Yi didn't seem to understand when she heard it, oh, and asked again, "Is it difficult?" ”

Ji Yan glanced at her, "You just need to work hard." ”

"Hey, hey..."

Xiao Yi seemed to have been praised, as if he had been with Ji Yan, and immediately laughed proudly.

The plane tree next to it was speechless.

Listen, is this what people say?

Is this something that ordinary people can do?

Just work harder?

Is it about effort?

The world is working hard for a sea of people.

Cultivators, ninety percent of them work hard, otherwise how can they go on?

However, is cultivation useful just by hard work?

If hard work is useful, what do you need talent for?

And it's not an ordinary talent, it takes an absolute talent to do it.

Chopping rules?

You make a Mahayana person dare not pat his chest and say such things.

Sure enough, it's someone I should follow, and that's how I talk.

The sycamore tree couldn't help but ask Ji Yan, "Childe, have you recovered your full strength?" ”

He understood what he meant.

The reason why there are no rules in this world is because some kind of rule in the outside world has affected this place, causing it to become a new world.

Ji Yan directly cut off the rules that affected here, making him no different here than in the outside world.

Ji Yan shook his head, "No, it's just to restore some of your strength." ”

After finishing speaking, his tone was a little disappointed, "I'm still too weak to cut them all." ”

"I can't help you."

The sycamore tree rolled her eyes, not wanting to talk to Ji Yan.

You're already strong, okay?

Don't you see that my old antique can't do this?

Sure enough, geniuses are all pretending to be forced.

This is called forced.

Of course, that bastard kid is pure love pretending.

Ji Yan regained some of his strength, waved his hand, and flew into the distance with Xiao Yi and the sycamore tree.

Flying in the sky, you can see farther and more clearly.

The ground was verdant, and the sycamore tree found that the trees here all grew similarly, and when viewed from a height, it looked like a dense forest, a gray world.

The top of the head is white, and the ground is gray, like polarization.

Looking down from the sky, it is easy to spot those Void Wind Spirits on the ground, wandering above the earth like lonely ghosts.

The range of their wandering is fixed, and even the wind blowing is fixed.

They flew from heaven without alarming them.

As for how the Void Wind Spirit on the ground came, it only took a few observations to know.

Occasionally, a whirlpool would fall from the sky, and the whirlpool would fall to the ground with the wind, and then instantly expand into a wheal.

It's like when the sky was a void wind spirit when he was a child, he lived in the sky carefree, and then fell to the earth and became an adult, with his own fixed range.

The Void Wind Spirit in the sky is white, and when it falls to the ground, the surface of the Void Wind Spirit turns gray.

Xiao Yi saw the process of the Void Wind Spirit growing up, and guessed, "This is where the Void Wind Spirit was born." ”

"When you grow up to a certain point, you go outside and make waves?"

The Sycamore nodded, "That's how it should be." ”

There were only plants, no animals, at least not a single animal they had seen along the way.

"What else could be here?" Xiao Yi guessed curiously.

The next moment, Xiao Yi and the Sycamore Tree couldn't help but widen their eyes, and in the distance, a black shadow stood in the middle of the heavens and the earth.

After getting closer and seeing the outline of the black shadow clearly, Xiao Yi exclaimed, "Is it a sword?" ”

From a distance, it is more exaggerated than a 10,000-meter-high mountain.

Then Xiao Yi looked at the flying plan in front of him.

No wonder the elder brother said that something was calling him, was it this sword?

Soon, Ji Yan took Xiao Yi and them here.

They also saw the sword for what it really was.

It was a broken sword, broken in the middle, with a gray body and a tattered hilt, stuck diagonally into the ground.

The ground was full of rifts, stretching into the distance, although it was a rift, but in the eyes of Ji Yan and the others, it was a rift in the abyss.

It was as if it was interrupted, and then it fell from the sky and fell here.

The diagonal sword pointed horizontally at the sky, as if to speak of desolation and silence.

The broken sword was broken, and a tragic aura permeated the hearts of Ji Yan and others.

Looking at the broken sword, Xiao Yi and Wutong Tree had red eyes, and they had the urge to cry.

I can't say why, but they just want to cry.

Ji Yan had a little confusion on his face, he came to the ground, but when he saw that touch of black, Ji Yan showed killing intent......