On the lonely cliff, the wind is accompanied, the cold is like ice, life is extinct, lonely and vast, only a vague stone statue stands in the middle.

Fang Yun still maintained a posture of bowing, unmoving, Feng Gang suddenly swept over, swept over the lonely cliff, swept across the solid stone wall, and made a series of knife-like incisions, and when it came to Fang Yun's body, it turned into a twist, as if a pair of invisible hands grabbed Feng Gang and bent it fiercely.

"Click!"

A slight crack suddenly appeared, like a thunder mark, and between the turns, there was a fierce and fierce qi revealed, which shocked Fang Yun's heart, and he showed a little joy.

High in the sky, there are dark clouds gathering, like a group of magic dragons dancing, covering hundreds of miles, rotating and converging, stirring up the starlight to disintegrate, the brilliance is like a trickle, and the dance is in the air.

Crackling.

Corresponding to the crack of the stone statue, a magnificent thunder light suddenly broke through the dark clouds, the trajectory turned, if the poetry and painting everyone's wanton ink, handwriting iron painting silver hook, between the turns, but see the sharp flow, the thunder roared, the momentum was immeasurable, and the void was rumbling and shaking, shaking non-stop.

That is, time and space, all of them were shocked by thunder, stagnant for a moment, the light was frozen in the air, the floating dust was suspended and still, the wind suddenly stopped, and the heaven and earth were quiet, and the silence was a little scary.

The next moment, the stagnant time and space suddenly came to life, only to see the silver and white flickering in the sky, the thunder was terrifying, the black ink cloud turned into a thunder pool in an instant, there was thunder slurry, the thunder roared like a knife, the thunderbolt collapsed, the brilliance, the dust, and the wind were all oppressed by the thunder, and the mortal world was beaten.

Rumble!

Countless silver lights suddenly rolled, turning into a thunderbolt the thickness of a water tank, and slashed straight down from the sky, that is, if a thunder spear pierced from the heavenly realm, it cut through time and space, divided the void, and the thunder spear was aimed at the stone statue on the lonely cliff.

Even if he was practicing a thunder magic, Fang Yun couldn't help but tremble at this thunder light, and his body was lowered inch by inch, almost prostrate down.

Drops of sweat trickled down his forehead and smashed down the lonely cliff, making a thumping sound, like the beating of war drums, low but huge.

Although the powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm do not cultivate their physical bodies, their muscles and bones have been immersed in the alien force and the vitality of heaven and earth over the years, and they are also very strong and domineering under the subtle transformation, otherwise, how could Wu Ming be able to learn the Zhenyue pile and be able to conjure up the prototype of the Qi and Blood Oven.

Fang Yun is a strong person in the Heavenly Realm, and his qi and blood are like a great river, rushing fiercely, just spilling sweat, and he also has the strength of a hundred catties.

But let him be strong, he had to lie down under the thunder, just when Fang Yun tried his best to resist, but gradually reached the limit, countless thunder-like cracks appeared on the stone statue again, fine and linen, like a spider web, densely covering the entire stone statue.

Rumble!

I only heard a loud earth-shattering sound, white light pierced through the stone statue, the stones slapped into the air, debris flew sideways, and an old man with white hair and gray clothes drove a knife in retrograde, flew into the sky, and collided with the thunder spear that went straight down.

Between the voids, but see the magnificent brilliance shining, like the aurora, brilliant shining on the world, the void is violently distorted, in the light, if there is a black spot born, like a black hole, there is an endless power to absorb the birth, stirring the hurricane wildly, the wind pillar is like a knife, standing in the void, connecting the sky and the earth.

But suddenly, it took shape in the wind pillar, and the black dot suddenly collapsed and disappeared into invisibility, as if it had never appeared, and the wind suddenly dispersed.

The white-haired and gray-clothed old man fell in front of Fang Yun at some point, his body was tall, his face was old, his eyes were unusually bright, and the blade of the knife was revealed, making Fang Yun's skin membrane cold, as if it had been cut by the blade.

"I've seen the teacher!" Fang Yun bowed again, and the number of salutes was sufficient.

"My disciple has no kowtow worms. The old man's brows furrowed slightly, as if he didn't like it, Fang Yun hurriedly stood up, his spine straight, and his body was dignified, but it was like a halberd inserted into the earth.

The old man nodded, a little satisfied, and then, his face sank, and he said, "Anyway, who bullied you?"

His words, words are like knives, with sharp edges, pointing to the crux of the problem, and just like his bones, like knives, unparalleled and uncast.

I don't know if it was because of the old man's infection, Fang Yun also calmed down a lot, all the different colors in his expression converged, he suddenly raised his head, and said in a deep voice: "I was about to tell the teacher." ”

......

In the tent, the maids dressed in blue lotus and neon shirts shuttled like butterflies, the fragrance was wisps, and there was a light swallow fragrance filled here, the sandalwood was faint, light and peaceful, taking away the last bit of competition.

On the other side, the silver-armored man Fang Qianlai had a straight face, his eyes were cold, and the seven slaves stood behind him, his expression was rampant, and he didn't care about it, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of fear, but he was a fox with the might of a fake tiger.

On the high seat, the woman lightly opened her lips, spit out like falling beads, and the dingdong was crisp, telling the story, but the cause and effect here were exhausted.

Below her, the ancient housekeeper's eyelids were tightly closed, as if he was wandering outside the sky, but intentionally or unintentionally, he blocked the middle of Su Yu and the woman.

Although Gu Qianlai fell behind in the battle with Su Yu, several people felt that if it was a battle of life and death, they might not be inferior to him.

First, several people were in the camp during the fight, although both sides were restrained by strength, but Gu Qianlai was half a master here, and he had more scruples about making a move, and he was even more restrained;

With this self-confidence, he can be calm as usual, and while telling the so-called wealth and wealth, he observed Su Yu and the two of them and probed their origins.

"Mr. has heard that there is a bell on the bank of Anhui water, the famous god Xiufeng, majestic, the mountain spirit and water are beautiful, the only side is the head of the peaks of Daizhou, this name is passed down from the king of Daxia, and it is also regarded as a long history. ”

The so-called Great Xia is the old dynasty before the two dynasties, and the period of King Ji is more than 1,800 years away, and this information has been obtained by Su Yu as early as the time of Heaven and Fangfu, but he knows that what the woman said must not be the ambition of geography.

"The girl has something to say!" Su Yu knocked on the tea cup in his hand, listened to the jingle of porcelain sound, and was extremely fascinated, like that, he clearly did not listen to the woman's narration.

With such a contemptuous posture, Gu Qianlai and the others all changed color when they saw it, but the woman's expression remained the same, as if she didn't realize it, sitting alone on a high seat, as if sitting on the throne that thousands of mortals yearn for, it was extremely noble.

A light wisp of air flowed, like ice cubes, and like starlight, cold and noble, slowly diffused, enveloping Su Yu.

Boom!

Like the sound of broken strings, only to hear a bang, the void buzzed and roared, splashing immeasurable brilliance, in the brilliance, there was starlight bursting, purple blooming, and there was a long river rushing, Yin red qi and blood roared, the two stirred into a ball, constantly seesawing, confronting each other, colliding with the center, that is, there was a brilliant flash.

That is, Su Yu and the woman's qi exuded in the void were colliding.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, the woman snorted, Zihua retreated, and Su Yu also retracted the qi until the end.

Glancing at Su Yu again, the woman remained silent, and said again: "Shenxiu Peak has stood in Daizhou for many years, although the scenery is magnificent, it is not strange, but what if there is a Yuan Shen World left by a powerhouse in the Transformation Dao Realm?"

Above Tianzun, what kind of realm is it, the information Su Yu got from the Heaven and Fang Mansion is also unknown, but in the woman's mouth, it seems that there is also a realm of transformation and Taoism.

Although I don't know how strong the Dao Realm of this world is, there is no doubt that the place that the woman said, Su Yu is going to take a trip.

Because, her so-called Shenxiu Peak is the Shenjian Mountain in Su Yu's memory.

"So, how to agree?" his mind turned sharply, but Su Yu hid his thoughts.

The woman pondered carefully for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "You are four and I are six." ”

Forty-six points, it seems that Su Yu does not account for the majority, and he suffers a little, but in fact, he has taken a big advantage. After all, he is a halfway partnership, and he shares the benefits in vain, and he can't know how much effort the woman has put in.

If not, the woman really needs him, and he is indeed not his opponent when he fights alone, but he is afraid, it is not four or six.

Qi Nu'er's face changed slightly, his mouth opened slightly, but he didn't make a sound; Gu Butler opened his narrow eyes, and there was a slight glow; Gu Qianlai's eyes suddenly shot into the ruler-long silver light, clear as a flower, nailed to the void.

But they wanted to see if he didn't have the appetite to eat these benefits, or was he more greedy than they thought.

"Okay!" Su Yu responded without hesitation.

Obviously, he has this appetite and is easy to satisfy.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief.

......

"So, you lost?" the old man asked faintly, unable to see his joy or anger.

High in the sky, the thunder is still roaring, the silver light collapses, like a group of snakes dancing, the old man's long hair is like snow, the iron bone is like a knife, if there is a faint knife sound, under the silver light, the whole body reflects the golden light, like a divine weapon.

Fang Yun's face was ashamed, but his waist was still straight, he still remembered the old man's lesson, and he didn't dare to forget his words.

Heaven and earth are the princes, in his eyes, the status of the old man is more important than the monarch's father, and he also regards him as a monarch's father.

Fang Yun nodded heavily, and generously admitted it, since he was not as good as the other party, what if he admitted it, if he couldn't even do this, let alone surpass the other party, he was not worthy of becoming the old man's disciple.

Of course, he did not deny that he asked the old man to stand up for him, and he also admitted this.

The old man's eyes flashed slightly, his breath fluctuated imperceptibly, and in the depths of his eyes, if there was a glow of approval, Fang Yun's heart was full of joy, but he didn't dare to show it too much.

"Okay, let's take a walk, let's see, what kind of person is a person who doesn't even care about my disciple of the Sword Emperor?"

This old man is the Emperor of Swords.

Fang Yun was overjoyed when he heard this, but he heard the Sword Emperor say again: "However, there is one more thing. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to probe, and there was a giant hand covering the sky, but he grabbed the thunder that was bombarding in the sky in his hand, and with a hard grip, he actually held out a long halberd with thunder and white light.

This is, Void Creation!