"Wow!"

The night opened, the stars were shining, and the vast world escaped into the starry sky.

Zhang Fan slowly ascended, as for the extreme, as if the brightest sun star in the starry sky, his hands were encircled, and four invisible energies were withdrawn and surrounded, connected to the four golden rays of light that were released before and fell to the earth.

"Whoosh~~"

Four strange sounds, like four sharp edges, pierced the earth.

At this time, the four golden rays of light emitted from Zhang Fan's sleeves were inserted straight into the earth and entered everyone's sight.

"Huh~~"

All of a sudden, the sound of surprise arose, and everyone, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, felt that their bodies were cold, as if they were being pointed at by hundreds of millions of small swords, and their pores were erected.

Looking at the four poles of heaven and earth, each has a heavenly sword inserted upside down, and it is not more than halfway.

These four heavenly swords are obviously inserted upside down in the earth, but for some reason, everyone saw it, and a strange feeling appeared in their hearts, as if they saw a divine sword pointing at the heaven and earth, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, piercing everything.

This kind of edge is only seen in my life!

This is not the most peculiar, what makes everyone, regardless of the depth of the city, wonder what they see is the same regardless of whether their cultivation is high or low, whether they are far or near, whether they are looking at or divine sense, flying high in the nine heavens or standing on the earth.

In other words, no matter what the situation, as long as you look in all directions, you can see that these four heavenly swords are inserted upside down into the earth, just like the end of the sky and the corner of the sea.

Heaven and earth are so big, and they are infinite! That is, the ancient demon god is the strongest, he can shatter the void, hold the mountains and the sea, and he can't look at the extreme of the sky at a glance, and he can't throw a sword and insert it into the sky, let alone Zhang Fan today, and the audience is ten thousand immortals.

The only possibility is that everyone is unconsciously brought into a wonderful and unique space by these four heavenly swords, so that they can feel like this.

"Good sword!"

"It's a pity!"

The concise and concise two sentences and four words come from the mouth of the same person - Changfeng Zhenjun.

He slowly stood up on the crane, brushed his long eyebrows, withdrew his gaze from the four heavenly swords, and said lightly.

When it comes to "good swords" and has no intention of coveting it, and when it comes to "pity" and lacks regret and loss, it is as plain as white water, which makes people feel uncomfortable in their ears.

"Eastern Emperor, the four swords of you, the embryo bottom is excellent, raise immeasurable sword qi in it, quench the essence of the five directions, if this Divine Monarch is not mistaken, it should be rerefined with a few of the five divine swords as the base, right?"

As soon as Changfeng Zhenjun said this, millions of immortals were dumbfounded, and they looked at Zhang Fan in astonishment.

Changfeng Zhenjun has been dominant for tens of thousands of years with the method of the heart sword, and he definitely has the right to speak in the way of the sword, even in the era of ancient sword cultivation, he doesn't know how many sword cultivators have a wine relationship, and the Wufang Divine Sword is no stranger, how can he be misrecognized?

"The Eastern Emperor actually rerefined a few of the five divine swords into these four sword embryos?"

This question shocked everyone and made them dizzy and unable to help themselves.

How famous is the Wufang Divine Sword, and who hasn't heard of it? Such a treasure was actually turned into a sword embryo by Zhang Fan, which seemed light to describe it in the words "Tyrannical Heavenly Object".

The sword embryo is the sword embryo, how can it be compared to a heavenly artifact like the Wufang Divine Sword? This is not a tyrannical heavenly thing, what is it?

Changfeng Zhenjun didn't care what the rest of the people thought, he looked at Zhang Fan and continued: "However, Ben Zhenjun has a question that he can't figure out, I don't know if the Eastern Emperor can give me one or two?"

"Oh, Zhenjun might as well come along. ”

Zhang Fan's eyes swept over the body of the bitter and lonely three elders, and said leisurely.

The breath on the body of the three elders of bitter silence, with the kung fu of these few words, has skyrocketed to a terrifying point, just by the breath and the spiritual power fluctuations on the body, the three are one, and even overshadowed the Changfeng True Monarch.

What's even more terrifying is that it seems to have no limits, and it keeps climbing.

Seeing their appearance, Qingfeng Daojun, Lei Huo, and the old rabbit corpse and others all frowned, understanding that the bitter and lonely three elders knew that they would die, and they had no scruples, and they had no scruples at all, and they had urged the withered Yuanyang ** to an unprecedented extreme.

"Ahh ”

The old rabbit appeared beside the thunder fire and the wine breeze at some point, and he sighed with emotion. After a pause, he took a carrot and stabbed Lei Huo again, and said, "Xiao Lei, tell Master Rabbit that when these three madmen are pestering you, they are also like this?"

"Xiao Lei?" Lei Huo's face twitched, his purple face was a little blue, and finally he shook his head helplessly, and said, "No, at best, it's only six or seven percent." ”

"If the three elders of bitter silence had such strength at that time, plus the Changfeng True Monarch and a group of spirit immortals invited by the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect to help the fist, I am afraid that it would be ......."

Speaking of which, Lei Huo's face was even more ugly.

Where did he still not understand, the bitter silence of the three elders in this battle was obviously sent to death, if it wasn't for the sake of staying until now, to fight against the Eastern Emperor such as Zhongtian, if the three of them were completely out of the way, it would be difficult for them to turn into gods in Kyushu and not know that they would be left to sleep in the long river of spiritual power.

"That's right. ”

The old rabbit didn't seem to see Lei Huo's face at all, and frowned to himself and said, "It's strange, Donghuang is also a little monster, why is he so honest with Changfeng's old fox this time?"

This question is also in the thunder fire, and so is the Qingfeng Daojun, all the immortal cultivators standing on Zhang Fan's side are wondering why he didn't hurry up, but let the three elders of bitterness improve their strength.

I don't know if the Changfeng True Monarch is really curious, or in order to delay time to prepare for the last battle of the three elders in his life, I saw his long eyebrows shaking, and he said: "Although the foundation of these four heavenly swords is good, they have no charm, no spirit in them, they are just empty shells." ”

"With the Eastern Emperor, you can refine the Five Directions Divine Sword, infused with immeasurable sword qi and sword path cultivation, it is not appropriate to make such a mistake. ”

"Can the Eastern Emperor explain the confusion of this Divine Monarch?"

Changfeng Zhenjun's words once again caused an uproar.

What I said before had already made everyone feel like they were violently destroying the heavens, but now I heard that it was a half-finished product, just an empty shell, and that kind of doubt suddenly climbed to the top.

"What kind of person is the Eastern Emperor, how could he do such a stupid thing, there must be a mystery in it, that is, I don't know if the Eastern Emperor will answer to that Changfeng True Monarch. Such a thought flashed in many people's hearts, and then they thought that most of them would not, but they still couldn't help but pay attention to the two people who were looking at each other from afar in the sky, looking forward to Zhang Fan's answer.

For a while, even the bitter and lonely three elders who gathered qi and gradually overwhelmed the audience were also forgotten.

"It's a good Changfeng true monarch, it's really not good to give each other. Zhang Fan shook his head secretly in his heart, and at the same time stretched out his hand, pointed to the four heavenly swords, and said loudly: "Changfeng Zhenjun has good eyesight, these four swords have indeed not been fully refined, but they are ......."

At this, he paused, and all the attention of everyone, friend or foe, was immediately drawn to him.

"Today, there are a number of demon kings in ancient times, and then there are all the masters of the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect, who came to my Faxiang Sect, and there are Kyushu gods who have made great contributions to the world to come to cheer, plus millions of immortals who listen to the Tao, such a grand occasion, it is rare to meet in 100,000 years!"

Zhang Fan's voice echoed loudly in the heavens and the earth, and millions of immortals and Dharma Xiangmen were in a mood to hear it, and those who couldn't help themselves only felt that they could participate in this grand event, which was enough to boast of their lives.

Such a heaven-sent grand occasion can hardly be repeated, and it is enough for Zhang to refine a sword formation as a commemoration. ”

"However, the sword formation is complete, and the power is determined, even Zhang can't know its strength or weakness. ”

"Fortunately, on the occasion of this grand event, there are the three elders of bitterness and loneliness, the true monarch of Changfeng, and all the immortals of the upper realm...... They are all heroes for a while, heroes of the world, and I hope that they will not hesitate to walk in the sword formation at that time, and it is also an elegant thing to find and fill in the gaps. ”

...... Colorful clouds render, glaze color, sky light and cloud shadow, moon and star light...... In any case, it is impossible to cover up the slaughter that rises to the sky outside the gate of the Faxiangzong Mountain, and the depression that is as stagnant as steel.

In this case, Zhang Fan said this, and there was no edge in his words, but everyone heard it in their ears, and they all felt a boundless pride in it, and the endless killing intent could not be concealed.

“...... Refining a sword formation...... I hope you will walk in the sword formation......"

Unconsciously, everyone filtered Zhang Fan's words, and only this one word was a thousand times louder.

In an instant, millions of immortals, enemies and gods, Changfeng True Monarch...... His face changed.

Zhang Fan is tantamount to saying that he wants to sacrifice a sword formation on the spot, kill the three elders, destroy the immortals, and thwart Changfeng.

What kind of pride and confidence is this, so that you dare to use half of the finished sword formation to kill the world's powerful enemies while perfecting the formation?

Changfeng Zhenjun's face sank little by little, and a pair of long eyebrows trembled slightly, showing a bit of his mood.

He has been crisscrossing the world of immortals for tens of thousands of years, how could anyone dare to despise him so much, even with his heart sword bitter silence method, he can't hold it back.

"Whew~"

The wind suddenly rose, and Changfeng Zhenjun had a pair of hanging chests and long eyebrows, he stared at Zhang Fan deeply, and his right hand was in front of his chest, forming a sword finger.

- Heart Sword Hold!

"Eastern Emperor, for tens of thousands of years, Ben Zhenjun has never wanted to kill a person so much that he can't suppress it, even the Peacock Minglun King has never let Ben Shenjun move his heart sword again!"

"How is your sword formation, this god monarch must be enlightened, I hope you don't let me down. ”

As soon as Changfeng Zhenjun's voice fell, the bitter and lonely three elders seemed to have gotten some signal, and with a "bang", rolling blood gushed out from his body, and the coercion of his breath climbed to the extreme, divided into three directions, and rushed towards the supernatural tree.

In an instant, the aura in the sky gathered, and three colorful heavenly swords swept across.

The bitter silence of the three elders, incarnated as the heart sword, and the terrifying storm that destroyed the world swept the world.

As the center of the three Destruction Heart Swords, Zhang Fan leisurely stepped in all directions, and his hand became a sword finger, writing in the void, his mouth seemed to be singing, and the words were spit out into pearls:

"I have four swords, and I have four poles. ”

"The sword also has a spirit, and it has its own name, number: punishment, killing, trapping, and absolute!"

(To be continued)