At this moment, Yang Xuan in the room was at a critical moment, his hands were bluff, and the whole person was suspended in mid-air. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Under the pressure of the powerful heaven and earth, the Xuantie Crystal, the hardest and hardest material in the cultivation world, trembled uncontrollably, as if it couldn't bear such a heavy pressure, "click......" With this soft sound, the roof immediately cracked, and the dense cracks radiated in all directions, but it did not fall like rain.

Instead, it is suspended in mid-air, and even has a faint tendency to float upward.

Yang Xuan suddenly moved, changed his calm suspended posture, and his body slowly floated, rising to the gravel, and did not stop at all, until it penetrated, standing still in mid-air, above which was the vast and ethereal sky.

Several elders, looking at the strange scene in front of them, were stunned for a moment, their faces were full of shock, and now that Yang Xuan was in front of them, everyone still had a trace of disbelief.

Suddenly, the sky thundered, from the distant sky, a golden thunderbolt broke through the void, with an infinite fierce power and surprise, accompanied by this thunder, is a cloud that exudes misty brilliance, a faint crimson light is reflected, extremely magnificent.

"It's ...... The way of heaven is revealed, and the vision of brilliance is born?"

"How colorful can he go?"

While everyone was shocked and talking, Yang Xuan, who was suspended in the void, moved again, his hands trembled slightly, obviously there was nothing, but in his perception, there seemed to be an incomparably terrifying aura quietly condensed from his hands, tumbling and rising.

At the same time, the brilliance of the sky changed, and a hint of orange suddenly appeared on top of the faint red, and everyone was shocked by such a spectacle.

"Double-colored vision, such a high talent"

The dazzling fierce golden thunder suddenly came, bombarding between Yang Xuan's slightly moving hands, at this moment, accompanied by Lei Mang, something was slowly condensing and forming, but it was not real.

The fierce momentum of "boom" roared, and the formation formed by the elders who had impacted trembled violently, and the light was dim, but under the strong true yuan of the second elder Wu Ya, it was still maintained.

At this time, someone with a heart inadvertently looked up, and the red and orange colors in the sky changed again, and there was a hint of extremely light bright yellow abruptly, and the three colors complemented each other, which was particularly dazzling.

"Three colors...... It's not over yet."

The man exclaimed in surprise, and sure enough, after the bright yellow, it once again showed a touch of emerald green, dotted in the huge clouds, and the power between heaven and earth accompanied by this green light became several times stronger in an instant, and even everyone in the field felt a sense of horror that shook their hearts.

Yang Xuan's place, between his hands, the golden mangs immediately bloomed, and the vision slowly took shape, about three feet long, because the richness of the golden mangs was still not clear, at this time, there was a bang between heaven and earth, only to hear Yang Xuan roar wildly, a huge golden figure suddenly appeared, more than a few zhang high, standing up to the sky.

The three-foot golden mang in Yang Xuan's hand also skyrocketed at the same time, only to see the golden shadow grasp it in his big hand, and instantly grasped it in his hand, and the golden light immediately converged, revealing a snow-bright sword body, overflowing with cold light, but it was also huge.

On one side of the sword body, there is a book on the book "Sorrow and Joy of the Mortal Dust", and on the other side there is a book on the book "Good and Evil of Living Beings", but the short eight words are shining, exuding an incomparably solemn and majestic atmosphere, and the power is strong.

The whole long sword looks like it is less powerful to kill, if you want to say that you are a swordsman, you should be awe-inspiring, but this sword suddenly has a sense of benevolence and righteousness, which makes people scratch their heads.

In an instant, the huge golden shadow held the sword, and with a sudden swing, the fierce sword qi gushed out, straight into the nine heavens, as if it was about to break the vast blue sky and level the evil people in this world.

A sword out, all evils are cleared, between heaven and earth are filled with this solemn and majestic atmosphere, in the dark, there seems to be a heavenly sound, reciting and reading in the ears, listening to shock.

"One, two, three, four...... Nine, nine colors, what kind of vision is this?"

"This coercion ......"

"Boom, boom, boom" The sound of breaking the sky resounded one after another, as if it was a formation formed by the combined efforts of all the elders, but it could not completely cover up this momentum, or perhaps the momentum when this vision was formed was too huge, almost shocking most of the people in the Heavenly Palace.

In the valley quite far away from here, an old woman looked shocked, and her eyes seemed to pass through the endless void and landed on the fierce sword form that crossed the heavens and the earth.

The old man's hand couldn't help but clench the dragon's head crutch, and his heart was solemn, and in an instant, he saw the old man's crutch suddenly raised, and immediately fell, knocking on the mountain rock under his feet, making a crisp sound.

The entire Chuiyun Immortal Mountain, instantly changed, a layer of clouds steaming up, covering everything here, the outside world is not visible, if a monk comes here at this moment, you will find that there is a fog in front of you, and the divine thoughts are also blank, which is particularly magical.

"This breath, is it the one named Yang Xuan?"

The old woman's eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't move, and then smiled bitterly, as if muttering to herself, "Is it really fate?

......

In the field, Yang Xuan closed his eyes tightly, his palm was slightly grasped, and an illusory pale golden three-foot long sword manifested, just raised his sword to the sky, for a long time, he retracted it, and sat cross-legged in the air, the huge golden figure also disappeared, the colorful clouds collapsed, and only the faint roar of rolling thunder was left between heaven and earth.

"The sword of benevolence, the benevolent, the lover, the soldier of benevolence, can be a knife, a spear, a stick, a club...... It can be ten thousand soldiers, but the swordsman is upright and sharp, and he is regarded as a righteous and a gentleman."

"With benevolence as the heart, with the gentleman's soldier as the blade, the way of killing, the act of heroism, if you want to give benevolence in the world, it is not feasible for those who are not swords"

Yang Xuan felt this passage suddenly appeared in his mind, and at the same time, the momentum around his body instantly went wild, and the majestic coercion stirred up a circle of momentum vortex visible to the naked eye around him, and kept circulating.

The fierce coercion blew everyone staggered, and they almost fell into the air, but fortunately, those who were close were some strong people above the desperate realm of creation and transformation, and even the power of the supernatural realm, naturally they would not be embarrassed.

After another half an hour, all the escaping breath entered his body, Yang Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyes, and two golden thunderbolts instantly shot straight into the clouds, and they disappeared.

Everyone was stunned, and it wasn't until Yang Xuan woke up that they came back to their senses slightly, and couldn't stop looking at this young man who had brought them a lot of shock.

Nine-colored visions, earth-shattering swords, vast Confucian voices, violent thunder, comprehend visions with the first time to enter the realm of desperation......

Any one of these can be terrifying to the point of being beyond measure, but all this happened to one person, a little person who was still unknown, but after today's battle, presumably in this Wangtian Palace, no one dared to treat him Yang Xuan as a small person.

"Uh...... Elders...... Disciple, is there anything wrong?" Seeing the stunned expressions of the monks, Yang Xuan asked in confusion.

Is there something wrong with this? It's just not right to the extreme, where is all this that a monk in a desperate state can do?

His gaze shifted slightly, and he glanced at the sect monks who were gathering more and more around him, and the second elder Wu Ya coughed a few times in embarrassment, "That...... Yang Xuan, come with me."

After that, he gave a look to Yuemei, who was a little stunned on the side, Yuemei understood, and the three of them quickly left the field, leaving everyone with a dull expression, looking at the quiet room made of dark iron spar in the courtyard that had been broken and unshaped, and did not say a word.

Wangtian Palace is a rather quiet area, with lush trees and a lovely environment.

Second Elder Wu Ya and Yue Mei stared straight at Yang Xuan who was stunned in front of them, and after a long time, they slowly spoke:

"You've broken through to the point of desperation?"

Yang Xuan nodded.

Hearing this, the two of them looked even more puzzled, and their horror loomed, "But you have comprehended the vision?"

Yang Xuan nodded again.

"Really"

"Uh...... The two elders hope to ...... Is this true or false for me?" I don't know why, Yang Xuan asked with a wicked taste.

The ridicule in his words was automatically ignored by the two of them, and they glanced at each other, and they both saw the confusion in each other's eyes, "No, how can you comprehend a vision in this realm?"

This point Yang Xuan is also very strange, it is said that visions are often completely comprehended only when they are created in the realm of transcendence, but he did it two realms in advance, and the visions are still like this...... Eccentric.

The three of them were thinking about each other, and suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps behind them, as if accompanied by the sound of iron crutches on the ground, the pace was not hurried or slow, but there was a trace of calmness.

"Wu Ya (Yuemei) meets the palace master"

"Disciple Yang Xuan visits the palace master"

The person who came was the owner of Wangtian Palace, who was squinting his eyes slightly at the moment, looking at Yang Xuan, and there was no joy or sorrow on his old face full of mottled wrinkles.

After a while, he nodded lightly, "Create the realm of transformation and life, realize the nine-colored vision, Yang Xuan boy, you are very good"

"The palace master praised it falsely"

"But the palace master ......"

Yuemei seemed to be about to say something, but was interrupted by the old woman raising her hand, "This is his fate, which can be traced back to the roots, but it is only in vain"

Hearing this, the two elders, Wu Ya and Yuemei, gradually slowed down in shock, but they still looked at Yang Xuan with complicated expressions, thinking that they must be worried in their hearts, or that sentence, such an unreasonable genius descended to Wangtian Palace I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse, originally a ghost has already made everyone fearful, but now......

Yang Xuan shrugged helplessly, although he was puzzled, he knew how to be at peace with what happened, even though this matter was extremely weird, even weird to the point of being a little weird, but for him, it was not a bad thing after all.

Carefully feeling the golden figure that had shrunk nearly a hundred times in the sky and changed its form at the same time, and the thunder true yuan that was surging in the meridians, Yang Xuan felt that the state was surprisingly good, and it was wonderful.

"Yuemei, did you tell her about that?"

Seeing the palace master speak, Yue Mei was startled, Yang Xuan's breakthrough was so terrifying that she forgot about such an important matter, and she shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan restrained the comfort in his heart, the palace master personally spoke, if there is anything to say to himself, it must not be a trivial matter.

"That's it, then let's talk about it" Then the old eyes that were muddy but could not hide their essence stared at Yang Xuan without blinking, and slowly spoke:

"The culprits you mentioned who are suspected of killing the four major sects in the Southern Regions have already been reported."

"What?" After Yang Xuan's brief surprise, a monstrous anger suddenly surged in his heart, "Dare to ask the palace master, where is that person?"

"According to the Flying Immortal Island monk, that kid named Shen Fusheng does have a strange aura, and he appeared from a lush mountain range of divine light a few months ago, but he is carrying an extremely evil blood-colored long knife in his hand."

"Now, he is a hundred miles away from the capital of the Cloud Desolate Country, and he seems to be about to enter the city, and ...... "The Lord of the Wangtian Palace paused, and spoke again" The Cloud Desolate Capital Bufu recently came to the news that there was a one-armed young man who integrated the Bujia forces with thunder means, and personally beheaded more than 20 people, including the head of the Synchronous Family, and it was said that he controlled the sword intent......"

"Do you have an impression of this man?"

Yang Xuan's eyes widened for a moment, his expression was surprised and happy, and he muttered to himself in a distracted voice, "Bufeng?"