Next to the blood pool, Fang gradually sat away from the plate for two full hours.

In the past two hours, he was recalling the process of the explosion of the Spirit Sea before.

After the Spirit Sea exploded, his cultivation did not disappear for a moment, and at the location of the original Spirit Sea, the Perfect Dao Ji Lotus and the Extreme Evil Origin stopped attacking.

The existence of the spiritual sea symbolized Fang gradually leaving the accumulated cultivation, this thing was gone, and even these two things in Fang gradually leaving his body fell into a situation of being caught off guard.

He suddenly opened his eyes, felt as if he had grasped something important, and without hesitation, he stepped out.

Less.

"Do you still want to forcibly fuse?" Another mountain felt the riot in Fang Yuanli's spiritual sea, and knew that Fang Wanli had actually chosen the previous way again at this time.

The violent movement intensified, and finally in the explosion the Chinese gradually fell again.

When he woke up again, there was darkness in front of him.

This time he fell into deeper thought, remembering what had happened at every step before, and where there had been mistakes or mistakes.

In his mind, scenes whizzed by, and they were the different ways he thought of blending.

There are through the meridian spiritual power to urge, there are through the mind command, in terms of fusion methods, there are also rough and soft, and there are many methods such as point into the surface, etc.

It's not a simple process, and there are so many possibilities involved. And what Fang gradually left to do was to try to eliminate the impossible way in such a possibility.

But with the established approach to fusion, new problems arise.

That is, it is known that fusion will definitely destroy the spiritual sea, and the two are absolutely incompatible, so how can the spiritual sea be kept indestructible, or if the spiritual sea disappears, his cultivation will still exist?

At this moment, Fang gradually left the thought in his mind, and for the first time, he felt that he might be close to the answer.

This time he thought about it for a whole day, and then he stepped into the pool of blood again.

......

Fang gradually left the doorway that was still struggling to study the adversity, and far away on the Ancient Law Altar Mountain, the fighting method of the Qinglong Column had also reached the last moment.

The four hundred platforms that were originally in the air were all merged and turned into a single platform.

On the platform, one hundred and ninety-three people looked at each other vigilantly.

Today, only one hundred of them can continue to stay, and the remaining ninety-three people will not be able to participate in the future event.

On the stone chair hanging around Futu, another mountain opened his eyes, and he had already learned about Fang Yanli's current situation from his body.

"Brother Ke has finally come to his senses. "The divine thoughts of the Dao Monarch of the Green Capsule came, and all the beings here could hear it.

Another mountain smiled easily and didn't explain much.

"Brother again, which of these young people do you think are the best of the best?" asked Qing Shan Daojun.

Another mountain of eyes swept over the platform that was a little lower than them, and one hundred and ninety-three people on it had already begun to scuffle.

Generally, there is a situation where there are fewer people and more people bully, and people who have long been friends tend to twist together, and the possibility of getting off the stage is very low.

The more you look at it, the more you realize that there is no fairness here at all, unless your strength is absolutely strong.

"It's hard to get into the hall of elegance. He shook his head and said directly.

But suddenly, he let out a sigh and looked up the platform.

There, a man with blue eyebrows stood with his eyes closed, his arms folded, and a huge hollow appeared directly around him.

No one dared to enter that range, as if they were afraid of something.

Another mountain of divine consciousness swept over, and the blue-eyebrow man suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of essence shot straight out.

After seeing the powerful gaze in mid-air, the man was not afraid, and looked at another mountain for a full breath, and then closed his eyes again.

"Who is this?" asked Ichiyama with interest.

"This is a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect of Shaoke Daozhou, and he is also recognized as the strongest young man in the Southern Regions among the young people of the Southern Regions, ranking second to the seventeenth son, named Qingli. "A sword cultivator with a fierce breath.

"Oh, the younger generation is the first sword cultivator, what kind of sword intent is cultivated?" Another mountain heard that this barley was still a sword cultivator, and couldn't help but ask more.

"Atrocious. ”

Another mountain's eyes were condensed, brutal sword intent, this kind of sword intent belongs to the power of human nature, and slightly deviates from the way of nature, generally speaking, the strength of this sword intent is closely related to the individual.

In ancient times, there was no shortage of similar sword intents, and individuals were strong enough to a certain extent, and they could even crush those sword intents naturally derived from heaven and earth.

This barley can make the people around him so fearful, and he must have reached a certain depth of understanding of the brutal sword intent.

"Brother is also a sword cultivator, I don't know what to do with this young man?" asked Qing Shan Daojun.

Youyishan thought for a long time, and then said: "Anyone who can realize the sword intent at this age is extraordinary, if he is willing to cultivate with the sword body, then this son should be the top person of the younger generation of sword cultivation." ”

"That brother is right, the barley is still with different bones, and he has refined it into a flying sword. The sword cultivator who had spoken earlier interjected.

"Refining the alien bones into a flying sword?" Another mountain was finally surprised, this was inevitably too much, and he completely smashed his thoughts on sword cultivation.

As he was talking, suddenly someone on the platform finally stared at the barley.

Naturally, it was not one person, but three monks, all of whom were cultivators.

These three people are not unknown, because when the others see these three people, they can't help but flicker away, and their faces are frightened.

"Qing Barley, let's settle the old and new grudges together, if you want to stay today, you have to ask the three of us first!" said a man with white lines on his face.

But in the face of the clamor of these three people, the barley did not react, still clasped his hands and remained silent.

The three of them glanced at each other, smirked, and slammed into the circle around the barley.

At this moment, the barley's eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

The white sword light lit up from his hand, and with a bang, before the three of them could react, their bodies had already flown out of the platform.

The limbs and tendons were all severed by the force, and the spiritual power of the whole body could not be slowed down, and three loud noises were left, and the three of them were directly eliminated.

Sen's white bone sword retracted from the palm of the barley's hand, and only the latter's cold voice echoed: "You have crossed the line. ”

The people around him were shocked, this barley was rumored to be not so terrifying before, but I didn't expect that after breaking through to Jiedan in the past few months, the strength of the whole person actually jumped up a lot, which was really terrifying.

The previous three had chased and killed the barley for a while, but now the barley is too much to deal with the three of them!

"Okay! Very powerful sword very soon!" Another mountain stroked his palm, this was his heartfelt praise, even in his time, this kind of sword cultivation genius was really rare.