Chapter 376: Great Love, Pursuit

Fang Yan finally decided to choose the instrument path, not because there are more benefits to the instrument choice, but because there is a disadvantage of choosing the instrument path, and Yuan Ye will die out early.

Yuan Ye would die immediately after passing on his formation path, but after the sword monk passed on his weapon path, it didn't have any effect, and this account was easy to calculate.

With this choice of dialect, Yuan Ye could only sigh, but he didn't force the dialect.

Speaking of which, he finally came back to life, and he didn't want to die so early. But the problem is that he can't even get out of the Trace Eraser Sword, like Sword Monk, Fang Sheng and the like, he can't see it at all, so he can only wait for Fang Yan to send him news. He actually knew that there was a super master of the formation path outside, Hu You'er, if he could have a fight with this girl, it would definitely be of great benefit to the two of them in the formation path, but it was a pity that it was too unreliable to let the dialect of the formation outside the door of the sweat speak.

This kind of aggrieved situation is actually not much better than death. Now, his only wish was to hear Fang Yan tell him one day that all of them Dao Ji Immortal Cultivators had won a fair position on the Immortal Demon Continent!

On the other side, Fang Yan and the sword monk were finally ready, and after saying hello to everyone, they entered a dòng mansion. Now that the pressure on the entire Daoji side is unprecedented, they should have tried every means to improve the strength of their group in the shortest possible time.

On a stone chuáng in the Dòng Mansion, Fang Yan and the sword monk sat face to face with their knees crossed, and after just a few breaths, the sword monk completely adjusted his state, opened his eyes and looked at Fang Yan quietly.

After a long while, Fang Yan exhaled softly, but he didn't open his eyes, and said directly: "The junior is ready." ”

"Good. ”

After answering, the sword monk concentrated slightly, his left palm was erected in front of xiōng, and the sword finger of his right hand pointed directly at the center of Fang Yan's eyebrows.

The sword monk's fingertips stopped when he was still an inch away from Fang Yan, and then he saw a soft light of light fly out of his fingertips, first touching Fang Yan's forehead, and then spreading out, wrapping Fang Yan's entire person!

Fang Yan involuntarily flew up, and the double tuǐ was only about an inch tall from the stone chuáng, but he still maintained a posture of sitting cross-legged.

Then something miraculous happened, and the layer of pale gold light that wrapped the dialect began to move closer to the surface of the dialect's body, and finally formed a pale gold shell that was exactly the same as the shape of the dialect's body, and it was tightly encased in it, which at first glance looked like a layer of energy armor.

After this process was complete, the sword monk also slowly closed his eyes, but he didn't do anything, obviously gathering momentum, and it seemed that the next step was not easy for him.

After about ten breaths, the sword monk's momentum with his eyes closed suddenly rose, and the pale golden light on the tip of the sword finger in his right hand suddenly became brighter, and he directly crossed towards the pale golden light covering Fang Yan's body.

The golden light on the fingertips of the sword monk was so bright that he couldn't see what was inside, but after the bright golden light came to the pale golden light, it immediately spread, some of them turned into characters and disappeared into the mouth of the dialect, some turned into a man with a sword and got into the hands of the dialect, and some turned into a complex and indescribable figure and disappeared into the top of the dialect's head......

As time passed, the speed of energy gushing out from the sword monk's sword fingers became faster and faster, and he saw that Fang Yan's whole body was wrapped in various rune patterns, disappeared and new appeared, new disappeared again, and then a newer ...... appeared

I don't know how long it took, all the patterns that appeared on Fang Yan's body turned out to be alive, there was a fairy sword with a handle flying along various trajectories, and there were even people practicing moves with swords!

Soon, three days passed, and Wang Xiǎotong, who was outside Dòng's mansion, couldn't remember how many times she had come, but no one could guess that her mood was actually getting calmer and calmer.

Of course, she wanted to see the dialect, but for her to come to the dialect, three days of separation were really nothing. She is not worried about the safety of Yan, she believes that with the sword monk here, it is impossible for Fang Yan to have an accident.

The reason why she runs so diligently, even spending most of her day here, is just to avoid meeting anyone else.

No one knew that when she saw those Dao Ji Immortal cultivators, her heart was full of guilt. This situation will be more serious when facing dialects, and in addition to guilt, she will also feel distressed.

Sitting on the grass with her knees crossed, she teased the spirit playing beside her, and then looked at the stone gate of Dòng's mansion in a daze, and sighed softly unconsciously.

She doesn't know when she has become the current mentality: the native people of the Du Tian Immortal Realm owe all the Dao Ji Immortal cultivators, and she is also a native of the Du Tian Immortal Realm, so she also owes them a debt, if other local people don't pay it back, then she will take the lead to pay it off, if she can't finish it, then how much will be repaid......

This is the biggest reason why she is less and less emphasizing herself, and is willing to put her body, mind and even fate into the hands of dialects.

And the reason for this change is entirely because of her love for dialects.

There is no doubt that she is the most knowledgeable person in the world about dialects, even more than dialects themselves!

Seeing that Fang Yan was stubborn like a cow and diligent like a cow all day long, practicing and practicing, just to realize the wish that everyone in the world knew should be so, she saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart.

In contrast, she has a lot more free time than dialects, so she also has more time to think quietly.

Over the years, she has thought a lot, such as the current situation of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, the past and future of all Dao Foundation Immortal cultivators, such as Fang Yan's pitiful life experience, and even what kind of situation and mentality Fang Yan's father and mother are in......

Of course, what she thinks about most is dialects......

When she was able to look at all these issues from the perspective of the whole history, rather than her personal position, a lot of the fog in front of her eyes dissipated. And when she wanted to be a xiǎo woman again, it was no longer possible......

When we get along with tongues, in addition to the love that is deep in the bone marrow, there is also a kind of great love and pity that only the Creator can have.

Only then did she know that compared to the fate and destiny of a generation, her self-worth alone was really nothing. It is more meaningful to give up oneself and plunge into the torrent of history without hesitation.

It's just that even if she is ready to pay, her strength alone is too slim.

What else could she do but silently support the dialect......

Therefore, when she saw other Dao Ji immortal cultivators, she was really guilty.

Waiting for the dialect in Dòng's mouth was actually a way for her to avoid those people, even though she could tell that they didn't hate her at all.

But whoever dared to follow the Sword Monk and Fang Sheng to this place, which one didn't have great perseverance, love and hate? When they looked at her, they actually regarded her as a junior, and were even willing to take care of her, just like they were willing to help those ordinary people at the bottom of the Heavenly Immortal Realm who had little ability.

The more they were like this, the more sad Wang Xiǎotong felt in his heart......

Just one door away from each other, the preaching on the stone chuáng of Dòng has entered a new phase.

From the fingertips of the sword monk, it is no longer graphics and words, but pure golden energy!

If someone with particularly good eyesight observes from the side, such as Slender Hand Weaving Clouds and Hu You'er, you can see that the golden energy is definitely not simple!

The dialect that absorbs the golden energy is changing little by little, and his person is not becoming taller, but it gives people a feeling of continuous growth!

However, even if the slender hand weaving cloud and Hu Demon Er came, they might not be able to see the changes in the sword monk. Probably, only when Fang Sheng came could he see that the realm of the sword monk was decreasing at a slight speed at this time, and even the Dao base and vitality were weakening!

The sword monk is forcibly raising the realm of dialects!

For the sword monk, this is actually something that cannot be helped. He passed on half of his life's learning and perception to the dialect, for the dialect with a weak foundation, it was completely a double-edged sword, he had to pull the dialect again, so that the dialect could really use that sword, at least learn to use it!

Three days passed, and at a certain moment, the sword monk finally felt that Fang Yan's body had reached a saturated state, so he took a deep breath, and then withdrew his sword finger.

After another moment, Fang Yan opened his eyes and immediately said solemnly: "Thank you, senior!"

The sword monk smiled, and then said, "You should take this as a reward for those two lists." If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have been able to gather so many people today. ”

The dialect was no longer polite, temporarily suppressed the jī movement in his heart, and went out of the dòng mansion with the sword monk.

The stone door opened, and Fang Yan saw Wang Xiǎo Tong holding the spirit at a glance.

"Brother Yan!" first shouted in surprise, and it wasn't until he came to Fang Yan's side that Wang Xiǎo Tong turned to the sword monk and greeted him embarrassedly, "Senior." ”

The sword monk nodded to Wang Xiǎotong, and then smiled: "You talk." ”

After the sword monk finished speaking, he left by himself, leaving only Fang Sheng and Wang xiǎotongxiǎo.

"How long have you been waiting outside?" asked Fang Yan.

"Just came for a while. Wang Xiǎo Tong said casually, at this time the spirit had already flown to the head of the dialect, and the hair of the dialect was hu.

"I really didn't expect that I hadn't been able to advance to the Immortal King for twenty years, and it only took a few days for the sword monk seniors to make me feel the opportunity to advance. ”

"You want to advance?!" Wang Xiǎo Tong said in surprise.

"Well, in fact, this is not the biggest gain, the biggest gain is here!" Fang Yan nodded his head with his right hand, and said very seriously.

In the days that followed, Fang Yan focused most of his energy on improving the realm, and the day after he came out of Dòng Mansion, the power of Xianyan reappeared!

The others were all hiding in the phantom array set up by Hu You'er, and they didn't go out much, the reason was very simple, the number of sub-gods on the Immortal Demon Continent had increased to more than twenty! Even if it was Fang Sheng, there was no chance of winning against five sub-gods at the same time! What's more, the injuries on his body would not heal for a while and a half.

Soon two months passed, and Fang Yan was completely promoted to the realm of the Immortal King, and when he appeared in front of everyone as an Immortal King, none of them expressed surprise......

It took a few days to slowly digest the various feelings after being promoted to the realm of the Immortal King, and as soon as it was completed, he entered the Immortal Demon Hall non-stop.

In the space where the penultimate reward is given, there are also six other realms of energy representing the other six realms except the Dan Dao that are levitating!

Without hesitation, Fang Yan chose the mass of energy that represented the Dao of the Instrument, and then completely absorbed it with ease!

After absorbing it, the sense of fullness of body and mind is simply indescribable, although he is only the body of an immortal king, his attainments and talents in the Dan Dao and the Instrument Dao are no less than any immortal Venerable!

After coming out, Fang Yan immediately set about refining the new Illusory Dao Extreme Hidden Pill, and when the pill that was entangled in clouds and mist appeared in his hand, he knew that the first refining after reaching the realm of the Immortal King, he had almost refined the Illusory Dao Extreme Hidden Pill to the ultimate ninth grade!

But that's not enough, because his goal is to fool the eyes of the sub-gods!

Fail, fail......

The realm of the immortal king is not low, but it is still too far from the sub-god, and an immortal king wants to use Dan yào to deceive the sub-god, how easy is it to talk about?

Finally, Fang Yan thought of another treasure on his body, Taihua Amethyst!

When he reached the realm of the Immortal King, he could already use Taihua Amethyst!

He quickly figured out that he could borrow some changes from the third Taihua Amethyst that could be used in the Illusory Dao Extreme Hidden Pill!

However, it was not enough to just observe, he had to absorb it thoroughly!

learned the method of absorbing Taihua amethyst from Hu You'er, and the dialect became busy again.

It took him ten days to completely digest the Taihua Amethyst, and another three days to retreat and think, and when he came out again, the Illusory Dao Extreme Hidden Pill in his hand had completely changed its appearance. It seems that it is no longer appropriate to call it the Illusory Dao Extreme Hidden Pill, because most of the essence in this pill yào comes from the dialect enlightenment, and only a small part of it is from the original creator.

As soon as his right fist was clenched, Xindan yào dissolved from his hand and then merged into his whole body.

After changing his appearance and realm, Fang Yan found the sword monk, and did not let the sword monk see the flaws in the first few breaths, and he knew that he had basically succeeded.

Living in the phantom array is simply an isolated life, and the people inside can't wait to get the news from the outside, and the more news, the better. The dialect no longer continued to improve the new Dan yào, and directly teleported out alone.

This is also a matter of no choice, the problem of the fit of Dan yào still exists, and he can deceive the sub-god by taking the new Dan yào, in fact, he is the only refiner, so he has a fundamental way to take Wang Xiǎo Tong.

Fang Yan was completely bold and careful, and within a few days, he found out the news that the two righteous and demon were deliberately blocked. The other three domains of the Northern Divine Continent have all changed, and it seems that the three saints are coming back!

For the entire Dao Ji side that was still recuperating and accumulating strength, this was simply a bolt from the blue, and an injured Spirit Realm Sage almost wiped out their entire army, but now they had to come back with three Sages in one go!

Could it really be that God is going to destroy the entire Daoji?

And what made Fang Yan even more angry was that the local forces in the Heavenly Immortal Realm didn't seem to think it was a big deal to exterminate the entire Dao Ji at all! At this time, the local people were still in the rage of the entire Dao Ji side who dared to destroy the body of the Spirit Realm Sage, and they were still in a posture of never giving up if they didn't pull out Fang Yan, Fang Sheng, the Sword Monk and their accomplices!

During this period, the local forces of the Heavenly Immortal Realm were surprisingly united, and even the contradictions between the two realms of righteousness and demons became insignificant. No one dared to speak for the entire Dao Ji side, because even if they said a word for them, they would be considered to ignore the Spirit Realm Sage!

Obviously, those Dao Ji Immortal cultivators who had not joined Fang Sheng and the Sword Monk had borne the wrath of the local forces of the Heavenly Immortal Realm on their behalf. Fang Sheng and his group ran away, but they couldn't run......

No one has yet shouted the slogan of slaughtering all the Dao Ji Immortal Cultivators in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, but it is true that more and more Dao Ji Immortal Cultivators have been charged with various crimes and then killed.

Fang Yan suddenly felt that the people of this world were simply a bunch of crazy people, but on second thought, it seemed that he was the one who had driven them crazy, and then he felt a strong sense of guilt for his dead and tortured compatriots.

What can he do at this time?

He couldn't even go back to his old business to help those people secretly, because in such a sensitive period, it was too easy to arouse suspicion.

And in that phantom array, which is their base at this time, he is the only one who can swagger around the outside world.

Fang Yan did not hide everything he saw and heard in the outside world, and gradually, all the people in the phantom array were on fire, and he, who had personally experienced it, naturally held back his anger.

It is only when he shifts his attention to the practice that he becomes calm.

Then, without warning, he ushered in another major turning point in his life.

For so many years, he has never stopped studying a method and a book.

That method was the last reward he received from the Immortal Demon Palace, and its relevance could be said to be completely beyond any immortal method he had learned in his life, and that book was the work of Xiao Yishan, the last generation of the Xiao family he had obtained from the Goddess Realm, and he once thought that this book was far less important than the former, but the fact was that he had read this book!

This book is not all-encompassing, but its insights in planting, underworld, essence and blood transformation are absolutely in a class of their own, even beyond the contemporary level!

It is strange and deep, which is the greatest impression of the dialect on that book.

After studying this book for so many years, Fang Yan naturally knows that this book was not finished at all. However, based on his own understanding, he also roughly deduced the next direction of the book, especially when one day he had a whim, and connected the purple mysterious metal he got with the words "blood soul spirit" on the book.

The Xiao family's talents withered, and the family bloodline was almost sucked out by Taihua Amethyst, how could the Xiao family not be in a hurry in the face of this phenomenon? In fact, since a long time ago, the Xiao family began to study a method of planting Taihua Amethyst that was relatively less expensive.

They were originally exchanging their vitality for Taihua Amethyst, and they hoped to replace "vitality" with energy, Dao power, or spiritual power, in short, as long as it was not vitality.

However, Taihua Amethyst is a rare treasure, and the Immortal Venerable is vying for it, if it is so easy to grow it, what else do they want the Xiao family to do?

Until Xiao Yishan's previous generation, the Xiao family still didn't find any reliable way.

Then the Xiao family came out with Xiao Yishan, the last generation of geniuses, he summed up the experience and speculation of his predecessors, and then came up with his own machine and came up with a method that was most likely to succeed in history.

However, it is a pity that his vitality has long been consumed, and after putting forward this idea, there is no time to refine the implementation, and his life has come to an end.

Probably because he had a great grudge against the Phantom God Sect, he left the Phantom God Sect at the last moment and also took the last Taihua Amethyst seed.

In Xiao Yishan's imagination, Taihua Amethyst should be planted in another place, so Fang Yan couldn't guess what the mysterious metal was in time. However, it was already a great creation for him to be able to link that piece of mysterious metal with the blood soul spirit, you must know that the real blood soul spirit is simply gas!

The blood soul essence should be formed by the fusion of Xiao Yishan's essence blood and soul, and it is completely gaseous, and the dialect guesses that the mysterious metal should be the unfinished blood soul essence.

However, there should only be a part of Xiao Yishan's essence blood and soul in the blood soul spirit, but that piece of metal seemed to contain Xiao Yishan's entire life......

At this time, Fang Yan knew that it was definitely possible to plant Taihua Amethyst again with that piece of metal, but only by turning it into a blood soul spirit could it be used permanently, instead of slowly depleting it!

Whether or not that piece of metal with a strong Xiao family's aura can be transformed into a blood soul spirit determines whether there will be a second Taihua amethyst in this world!

After studying it for so long, perhaps it should be regarded as a thick accumulation, and one day Fang Yan had a whim, and suddenly thought of a way to forcibly transform that piece of metal into a blood soul.

His future is exactly what he will do!

When he thought of this method, his people were not in the phantom array, but it was really difficult to suppress the curiosity in his heart, and Fang Yan directly began to implement this method in an inn!

Shoved the eighth Taihua amethyst into the purple metal, and placed the metal on the table in the room, and then Fang Yan sat cross-legged on the chuáng not far away, glaring at the metal, as if he wanted to watch the Taihua amethyst inside take root.

After a few breaths, Fang Yan took a deep breath and closed his eyes with a serious expression.

Almost at the same time, a trace of black gas appeared from the side of the long table, slowly rotating around the purple metal on the table, faster and faster, and more and more!

"Wow!!"

Without warning, the table fell apart, sawdust flew, the tablecloth turned into strips of cloth, and the table tuǐ was thrown out, and for a moment the room was filled with the sound of "bang, bang, bang, bang".

Fang Yan didn't open his eyes at all, he could completely sense that the purple metal was suspended in the air at this time, and those black gases were still spinning wildly around the metal, and trying to penetrate into it!

It didn't seem to be a good idea, the black gas had already circulated against the surface of the purple metal, but it didn't leave any traces on the metal, let alone blend into it.

The dialect was not discouraged, and as soon as his mind moved, the black qi changed to another way of rotation, and the color also changed slightly.

An hour later, the black qi had risen to the highest concentration that a dialect could produce, and it was circulating in such a manic way that it still failed to enter the purple metal in the slightest.

Fang Yan still closed his eyes, but he frowned fiercely!

One, two, three......

Suddenly, Fang Yan's eyebrows spread, as if he had thought of something.

In the next moment, a light red soft air flow flew out from the center of his eyebrows, fluttering dàngdàng, turning a corner but flying towards the black qi with great determination!

The moment the pale red airflow finally connected to the black qi, Fang Yan's whole body was shocked, and his face showed a painful color, but the black airflow seemed to have eaten something that was a great tonic, and it turned faster, and even made a weird whistling sound!

Fang Yan didn't stop, letting the black qi swallow the pale red air that flew out of his eyebrows.

When the black gas turned crimson, Fang Yan opened his eyes!

Through the crimson violent air currents that fused with his life force and even spiritual power, he could vaguely see that the purple metal in the center had finally begun to absorb these air currents!

The surface layer of the purple metal has changed, then the inner layer, and the deep layer ......

Since the metal was infused with his own essence and blood, Fang Yan could feel all the changes in the metal, as if it had become a part of his body!

It was only more than ten breaths later, and even the deepest bit of the purple metal core fused with his essence blood and black qi!

Then a sudden change arose, and a xiǎo and rapid vortex appeared in the center of the purple metal, sucking in the purple metal and the dark red air current!

Fang Yan's heart was shocked, and he quickly cut off the connection with the dark red airflow, he didn't want to be sucked to death!

Although the whirlpool was xiǎo, it quickly sucked up all the dark red gas on the periphery, and finally only heard a sharp sound of "sigh", and the mid-air returned to silence, and there was nothing left.

Fang Yan closed his eyes again, and sank his mind into the netherworld in the shortest amount of time.

After advancing to the Immortal King, his netherworld has become incomparably vast, and he can't see the edge at all.

At this moment, in the very center of the Netherworld, there is a large but extremely pure black qi circulating and changing, and in the future, it will become the natal spirit of the dialect!

Right next to that black gas, a purple, red, and black air flow with a radius of more than ten zhang was also slowly circulating, and the dialect knew that it was the blood soul spirit!

There was a purple seed suspended in the center of the gaseous blood soul spirit, which was the eighth Taihua amethyst!

However, at this time, it was obviously not the eighth Taihua amethyst that attracted the dialect, but the gaseous blood soul spirit.

Looking at the gas that was so rich that it was so rich that it was spinning and definitely following some kind of law that he didn't understand yet, making him feel both familiar and mysterious, he believed that even Xiao Yishan would not guess the true state of the blood soul spirit!

This mass of gas with a radius of more than ten zhang is definitely a treasure mountain! Fang Yan faintly felt that if he could study it clearly, it would definitely be of great benefit to his future!

And this mass of gas is unique in this world, only he has it!

Just as he was looking at this mass of blood souls, there was lightning flashing through Fang Yan's brain, and an incomparably wonderful and bold idea came out!

retreated as quickly as possible, Fang Yan directly teleported to the counter on the first floor of the inn, threw five immortal stones to the shopkeeper, and hurriedly said: "Shopkeeper, this is the room money for room eight on the second floor, don't look for it more, I will compensate you for your table." ”

"Guest ......"

The shopkeeper had just shouted a word, and the dialect had disappeared from his eyes......

Teleported several times in succession, and finally the dialect stopped in the field and teleported the farthest distance he could.

The next moment, the scene changed, and he had already appeared in the phantom array!

After another teleportation, he returned to his own house, startling Wang Xiǎotong, who was looking out the window in the house.

"Brother Yan, you're back!" Wang Xiǎo Tong covered his heart, surprised and happy.

"Hmm!What do you want?" Although he was anxious, Fang Yan didn't forget to care about Wang Xiǎotong, Wang Xiǎotong knew him best, how could he not know Wang Xiǎotong?

"Nothing, nonsense. Wang Xiǎo Tong said with a smile.

"I have an idea, implement it immediately, you can help me protect the Fa. Fang Yan said.

Although he knew that the dialect was joking, Wang Xiǎotong still said, "Okay." I will definitely control the spirit and not let it come to you. ”

"Haha, this xiǎo thing, it dare!"

Chao Ling raised his fist, but in exchange for Ling arrogantly waving his claws at him, he didn't care about the dialect, and quickly found the Trace Elimination Sword in the house.

Afraid of being recognized, he didn't even bring a water sword when he went out, let alone the traces of it had become a waste product.

quickly sank his mind into the traces, and then he saw Yuan Ye again.

"Senior, you ...... again" Seeing that Yuan Ye's complexion was not as good as before, the dialect was also a little sad.

Yuan Ye got up and smiled: "You're here." Now that you can live one more day, you can earn it, and the old man is very open-minded, so don't care too much. ”

"Senior, I'm ...... today"

After that, Fang Yan and Yuan Ye Jiāo talked, and both of them looked solemn and frowned.

After a long time, I only heard Yuan Ye say angrily: "It's just that you wait like this, and you may not be able to wait for that day, rather than this, it's better to take a risk! Even if you let it go, if something happens, the old man will never blame you." ”

The two have been discussing for a long time, and they don't say much in dialect, and said, "Thank you seniors for your trust, and the juniors will begin!"

"Go ahead. ”

Fang Yan was just about to leave, when he suddenly heard Yuan Ye say again: "If the old man is unfortunate today, when he gets his wish in the whole line of Daoji, remember to go to the place where the traces are eliminated and tell the old man." ”

Fang Yan was speechless for a moment, and then nodded heavily before withdrawing from the Trace Erasifier Sword's spiritual sense.

After going out, he said hello to Wang Xiǎotong, and Fang Yan immediately took the Trace Elimination Sword in the air, and he sat cross-legged on the chuáng to perform the spell!

A trace of purple, black, and red gas poured out from the side of the Trace Elimination Sword, and soon wrapped around the Trace Elimination Sword. After the traces disappeared, more and more gas around it, directly formed a large air mass, and began to rotate!

As soon as his mind moved, those gases squeezed desperately towards the scar as if he had received an order!

Silently, the surface of the Trace Erasifier Sword turned into the color of the Blood Soul Spirit!

The tongues are overjoyed and continue to give!

After just a few breaths, the xiǎo vortex appeared, and the madness began to attract the surrounding air currents!

Then something happened that Fang Yan didn't expect at all, and all the blood soul spirits drilled into it, but the Trace Elimination Sword didn't move!

Fang Yan's heart "popped", and his heart almost fell to the bottom.

Then the strange thing reappeared, when all the blood soul essence was sucked into the whirlpool, but there was a black hole left in the air! The black hole seemed to feel the breath of the blood soul spirit on the trace, and it actually sucked it again, directly sucking the entire sword body into it, but the hilt of the sword was stuck there!

At this time, Fang Yan and Wang Xiǎotong's hearts almost jumped to their throats, this is also amazing!

At this moment, I only heard a "whew" sound, and the black hole suddenly changed shape, just like the hilt of the sword!

"Whew!"

After a sharp roar, the black hole disappeared, and the Trace Erasifier Sword also disappeared into midair!

"What's going on?" asked Wang.

"I'll go check it out first!"

The moment he closed his eyes, Fang Yan was already in the netherworld, and then he saw a scene that he couldn't believe anyway.

An old man with a white beard and hair stood with his back to him, looking up at the blood soul spirit in mid-air with a radius of more than ten zhang, it was Yuan Ye!

"Senior......" the dialect xiǎo shouted.

Yuan Ye turned his head suddenly, first quietly looking at Fang Yan, and then laughed silently.

"Became a ?!!" dialect was pleasantly surprised.

"Well, the world is so big, there are no surprises! Maybe the heavens really have eyes, there is blood and soul, and the old man may be expected to reshape his body!" Yuan Ye said proudly.

"Really?" Fang Yan exclaimed.

"I'm afraid that the magic of this thing will not stop there! I will teach you a method, you can find a higher realm person to try it first. If I can succeed, the old man will be able to do some work for my entire Daoji lineage. ”

"Good!"

An hour later, Hu You'er appeared in the dialect house.

After explaining to Hu You'er, Hu You'er also sighed magically, and then accepted it.

Then, Hu You'er gave up some resistance and took the initiative to guide the blood soul spirit into his body.

It was only more than ten breaths later, Yuan Ye and Hu You'er, these two gods who had been in the dark realm of dialects for a long time, met before that group of blood soul spirits!

Seeing Yuan Ye again, the sword monk saluted solemnly, the last time the two met, I don't know how many years ago......

Three days later, except for Fang Sheng, everyone arrived in the Netherworld of Dialects!

It's not that Fang Sheng doesn't want to, it's that his people have already reached the edge of the Sage, and they won't be assimilated by the Blood Soul Spirit at all!

In fact, Fang Sheng had a safer and better place to improve his strength, and the reason why he had been here all this was to take care of the others! He was afraid that he was the most seriously injured!

Seeing that everyone finally had a better place to hide, Fang Sheng immediately left, preparing to take his last step to the Sage realm!

The other three Sages are coming back, but he's also about to break through!

This time with the spiritual sage Jiāo's hand, it brought him not only an injury, but also a greater gain!

After Fang Sheng left, Fang Yan stood in place for a while, and he gradually felt that if he was not Fang Sheng's son, then Fang Sheng was really a person who couldn't find anything wrong.

But after thinking about it, he was such an outstanding person, and he was stunned to throw him to the distant Xiling Divine Continent, and he still couldn't bear to see what his mother looked like......

With a long breath, the dialect was slightly condensed, and the whole person disappeared from its place.

It's time to save those who are still suffering......

At the same time, in the middle of the Western Spirit Divine Continent of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, the gate of a dòng mansion in a valley suddenly opened.

A woman about twenty-seven or eighteen years old walked out slowly, and the moment she stepped out of the shadows and into the sun, her appearance was enough to suffocate many men.

If one looks closely, they will find that this woman is slightly tired, but there is a hint of joy in her eyes, which is really a look that is both touching and loving. However, it can be seen from her standing posture that this is a very confident and independent woman, without a little delicateness, and she doesn't need others to love her at all.

But, is it true?

I'm afraid that no one but herself knows the answer.

As soon as she concentrated on it, the tiredness and joy on her face disappeared, and she became a person who seemed to be a little unkind. The next moment, she disappeared from the gate of the dòng house, and when she reappeared, she was already in front of another dòng house on a high mountain.

Looking at the dòng door quietly, her expression gradually softened again, as if there was a person in the dòng mansion that she cared about very much.

However, after standing for only a moment, she raised her right hand and pointed like a sword, leaving these words beside the dòng door.

"Jifeng, I'm going to find him, don't read it. ”

At first glance, the word "Jifeng" seems very cordial, but the stroke is sharp and decisive, and the cordial meaning is really not obvious.

When she turned to leave, she suddenly hesitated a little, and slowly a smile appeared on her face, so she raised her hand again and wrote two more lines: "I failed to fulfill my promise, I don't know if he will blame me." I think you must know what I'm thinking. ”

It was only then that the fonts were so soft that they looked like they had been written by a friend.

The next moment, the woman disappeared again, appearing in the sky nearly 10,000 miles away.

After a few teleportations, the woman came to the northernmost point of the West Spirit Divine Continent, and saw the large teleportation array that she was about to set foot on many years ago but stopped!

At this time, there was a large number of people outside the large teleportation array, and almost everyone was busy, just because it was the day to open again.

The woman didn't come forward immediately, and didn't fly close until the evening when the teleportation array was about to open, and Jiāo paid a huge amount of immortal stones, and then entered the teleportation array.

There were already quite a few people in the teleportation array, and a third of them were women, but since she stepped onto the teleportation array, the rest of the women were overshadowed no matter how beautiful they were. It's not because they're not pretty enough, it's because they don't have that kind of temperament in them.

After a while, a loud voice rang out outside the large teleportation array: "The teleportation array is about to open, everyone get ready!"

The atmosphere in the teleportation array was immediately slightly tense, but the woman didn't realize it, and closed her eyes slightly.

No one knew that a man's face was in her mind's eye......

Then, I saw that the outer edge of the teleportation array suddenly lit up, and quickly spread to the entire teleportation array!

"Buzz !!"

After an extremely loud roar, the brilliance disappeared, and everyone and everything in the teleportation array disappeared!

ps: I haven't written a chapter of 10,000 words for a long time, but I wrote it once today, and I found that my state has declined a lot, and it took twice as long as usual. Hehe,I guess I won't be able to get that state back until I'm done.。 Here, once again, I apologize to everyone for my lack of more. That's really not what I thought. However, there is always a gap between the ideal and the reality, there is hope and disappointment, the mood will be affected, and all kinds of unsatisfactory will always come beyond expectations. However, I always feel that it is also a kind of growth. Writing books, I am growing, being a human being, I am also growing! Even if I can't achieve positive results in the end, at least I'm making progress a little bit! I think everyone should be like this! Let's do this! Come on! Brothers!