The scene in front of him only appeared for a moment, then disappeared, and he returned to the previous space again.

"The lives of the common people are in the palm of their hands. This feeling just makes me feel bad. He looked at the nothingness, his brow furrowed, and although he couldn't exert his strength, he forced his fist to clench.

"My life begins with my parents, not heaven and earth, so you can't trap me!" Fu Yueming looked at the white fog in front of him and said in a deep voice.

In a city about ten miles away from the Void Forest.

Two plainly dressed men appeared in the city without warning.

Twilight Wenyue looked at her husband puzzled: "Why did you come here?"

"If you go to the Void Forest like this, it will not help, and the place where the Supreme Lord can't break it, let alone us, I was involved in it half a step when I was young.

After only half a step, I could feel the energy in it pulling me in, and the connection with the outside world would be quickly cut off.

I will also see that the land outside is getting farther and farther away from me, but fortunately I only stepped into it half-step at that time, otherwise..."Speaking of this, Han Xiaomo smiled helplessly.

Looking at the thousands of trees not far ahead, I couldn't help but feel a little frizzy in my heart.

"Ming'er must have passed through here when he went to the Void Forest, and I heard that the aborigines here had created a magic weapon that could communicate with the people in the Void Forest for a short time.

I don't know if it's true or not, but even if it's a short time, we can determine the location. Han Xiaomo continued.

"I hope that such a magic weapon really exists..."Wen Yue said in a low voice.

In front of a dilapidated house, Han Xiaomo and Wen Yue stopped, the house was so dilapidated that even beggars did not want to live in this room, for fear that the bricks and tiles would fall and they would be unlucky.

"What can be in this dilapidated house?" Wen Yue carefully looked at the dilapidated house in front of her.

There is a small courtyard at the entrance, with walls on both sides, and there is a large hall facing the gate, and the door is closed, and the dust in front of the door is several feet thick.

"If it weren't for my needle, I wouldn't have been able to guess what could be in this broken house. Han Xiaomo just smiled.

The two did not directly push the door open, for fear of arousing the curiosity of passers-by.

After using a little trick to make passers-by not see the two of them, he took one step and the next moment he was in the house.

Pushing the lobby door open, the dust was all scattered, and the two of them took a few steps back.

It took some spiritual power to disperse all the dust, and then I was able to see the inside of the lobby clearly.

The lobby was empty except for a table and anything placed on it.

Han Xiaomo flashed in front of the table in an instant, took the things on the table and slapped the table to pieces, and there was a hole on the ground that was not deep or shallow.

After that, Han Xiaomo inserted the flake he had just taken from the table into the center of the tunnel.

With a slight tremor, the pit opened slowly.

"Husband, how did you know you were going to do this?" Wen Yue was a little surprised to see Han Xiaomo's coherent movements, as if this pit was dug by him.

"The Six Realms where My Father retreated was visited when I was a child.

Where is there a mechanism like this, and where did I find my sword, I know such a mechanism at a glance. Han Xiaomo looked at the slowly opening pit and said.

When the pit was fully opened, a key-shaped object was placed in the pit.

There was an aura on the key that was like that of the Void, full of majesty and oppression.

Han Xiaomo reached out and took out this object, but found that one hand was still a little unable to pick it up.

"This key is really heavy, I'm afraid it's close to the pillars that support the fairy world. Han Xiaomo frowned.

......

"Vanity is boundless, even a speck of dust is vanity.

A flower also contains a world, and the unbounded is nothing, and the world is nothing.

Born because of the convergence of countless dust, its life is vain, and it is vain in the end, but it is just a day and night reincarnation, and a day and night of flashiness, so as to pursue immeasurable. ”

Fu Yueming suddenly stopped his steps, looked at the vast mist, and said.

Just as he finished speaking, with the tremor of space, the space under his feet was stretched, stretched, and stretched.

Until everything stops.

Fu Yueming raised his head a little tiredly, and the appearance of something in front of his eyes made his pupils shrink.

In addition to shock, there are no words to describe Fu Yueming's emotional color.

Out of nothingness, a sword was born.

The body of the sword is engraved with false inscriptions, and its sword body is the center of the world and is natural.

It is three and a half feet long and more than half a foot wide. The sword body is white and cold.

The inner black is infinitely pressing, the whole body is engraved with inscriptions, and the hilt of the sword has a black dragon hovering to the top.

The top contains a red bead, as bright as a magma crack. Its two wings are as stunning as the wings of the divine bird Dapeng.

Fu Yueming was a little stupid, and walked towards the long sword in front of him step by step.

When he came back to his senses, he was placed in front of the sword.

His hands gripped his handle, and the black dragon roared and flew away from the hilt.

hovering in the air, staring at Fu Yueming with angry eyes for a long time, he roared again and ran straight towards Fu Yueming.

Somehow, he didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, and let the black dragon come towards him.

As soon as it collided, it was not destruction, but the black dragon integrated into its body.

As soon as it was bypassed, a dragon pattern mark appeared on Fu Yueming's right palm, which was the circling state of the black dragon.

And the sword in front of him no longer resisted, it became docile, and the inscriptions engraved on the sword body disappeared to only two left, and the rest appeared on Fu Yueming's right arm.

Pulling out the sword violently, a dazzling light illuminated the entire space, raising the sword and swinging it, a crack instantly appeared in this void space.

Looking at the sword in his hand, Fu Yueming could not hide the surging in his heart.

This sword is extraordinary, it is a heavenly sword!

"This sword, the name is free!"