In the jungle, a region, several miles in radius, there is no grass or trees, and on the ground, thick cracks are shocking. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe white fog fills the place, making the place hazy. Yin Tianfang was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Struggling to get up from the ground, his body was torn for a while, and the already tattered robe on his body was torn apart in an instant, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of energy shot out, and the torn robe exploded, leaving only a few strands of fragments floating to the ground.

His mind moved slightly, and the soil under his feet surged towards the surroundings, Yin Tianfang's body slowly sank under the ground, and the soil swelled, covering the place, no different from the surroundings.

The sound of breaking the sky came, and the old man in the middle stage of foundation building stepped into the air, his sleeve robe waved suddenly, the wind blew violently, and the surrounding world returned to clarity. As his gaze shifted, his consciousness scattered. After a few moments, his brow furrowed slightly, his figure fell to the ground, and with a gesture of his hand, a bloody piece of cloth fell into his hand.

"Are you dead?" he muttered, looking at the piece of cloth in his hand. At this time, several other old men also followed, looking at the bloody cloth, and their faces suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Looks like he's really dead. An old man's consciousness spread, searched for a piece, and spoke. Within the scope of his divine sense, he did not find any trace of Yin Tianfang. In his mind, under such a terrifying impact, if Yin Tianfang was not dead, it would really be against the sky.

"Okay, let's go back first, there is the breath of that kid on this cloth, and the old ghost must be able to sense it. The old man put away the piece of cloth, turned his body into a streamer, and went straight to the Xuandao Sect. The other old men glanced at each other with a look of anticipation in their eyes.

If they could really ask something out of Elder Xuanyin's mouth, then they would be of great benefit.

A few streamers left this jungle in no particular order, crossed the sky, and headed towards the Xuandao Sect.

After a few people left, the jungle returned to the tranquility to the west. It's just that the devastated ground shows that there was once a terrible battle here.

As night fell, the place looked so desolate in the starlight that not even a beast could be seen. Suddenly, somewhere on the ground, the soil surged, and a figure broke through the ground, the long white hair was covered with mud, a little messy, and the upper body of the **** was covered with wounds, and the blood from the wounds had coagulated. His face was as pale as a blank sheet of paper.

Glancing at the direction of the Xuandao Sect, Yin Tianfang was about to turn around and leave, when his expression suddenly moved slightly, and with a move of his hand, under the soil, a purple fragment flew into his hand. Looking at the purple fragment in his hand, Yin Tianfang's eyes showed a slight look of surprise.

The purple flying sword, since he got it, has been practiced by him day and night, and he uses his own cultivation as a nourishment, although it is not his natal magic weapon, but it is also connected to his own mind.

Therefore, part of his injuries were caused by the detonation of the purple sword, which caused damage to his mind. Although the purple sword is an extremely powerful spiritual treasure, the material also looks very ordinary. Under the impact of such horrors, there should be no drop left, however, there is still a piece left at this moment.

If it weren't for Yin Tianfang's day and night sacrifice, he would not have been able to find this fragment. I looked closely for a moment, but I couldn't see anything.

Putting the fragments into the storage bag, Yin Tian let his body move and flew towards the depths of the jungle.

The jungle at night is quiet and cozy. From time to time, the low roars of wild beasts rang out in the dark night. There are even some places where a gray mist is shrouded, and in that mist, there is a powerful aura emanating from it. It is the habitat of monsters.

At this moment, Yin Tianfang is in an extremely bad state. While flying through the jungle, Yin Tianfang carefully avoided the territory of those demon beasts.

The water roared, and a waterfall sloped down from the top of the mountain and plunged into a river below, the water crystal clear. Yin Tianfang came to the front of the mountain, his eyes moved slightly, his figure flashed to the bottom of the waterfall, and his hands pressed on the rock wall behind the waterfall.

The stone wall trembled, countless rubbles slid down, and a moment later, a cave appeared on the stone wall, and Yin Tianfang stepped into the cave. As Yin Tianfang entered the cave, on the ground, countless pieces of rubble flew up, completely covering the entrance of the cave. Under the double cover, Yin Tianfang was still not at ease, raised his hand and waved his hand, and laid an enchantment at the entrance of the cave to isolate his own breath.

After doing all this, Yin Tianfang's face was even more pale and terrifying. Exhaling lightly, his expression relaxed, and he sat down on the ground, a feeling of weakness coming over him, making him a little drowsy.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly woke up in his heart, and suddenly a spirit was stirred. Hurriedly sat cross-legged, sealed his hands, closed his eyes and meditated, the power of heaven and earth gathered and was absorbed by Yin Tianfang, like a trickle, flowing in his limbs and bones, moistening his body.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and in the cave, Yin Tianfang opened his eyes, and the power of heaven and earth frantically poured into his body, making his originally empty dantian instantly full.

The wounds on his body were all healed, and the old skin faded away, revealing white and shiny skin, white and flawless like a newborn baby. At this moment, Yin Tianfang felt unprecedentedly powerful.

With a heavy breath of turbidity, he stood up, and with a wave of his palm, the gravel at the entrance of the cave fell, and Yin Tianfang walked out of the cave and jumped into the river.

After freshening up, Yin Tianfang changed into clean clothes and returned to the cave again. With a flip of his wrist, a purple fragment appeared in Yin Tianfang's palm.

This fragment was the only piece left after the purple flying sword was shattered, and it was diamond-shaped, flashing with purple light. When he first practiced the flying sword, Yin Tianfang didn't find anything peculiar about the material of this purple flying sword. However, this purple flying sword is extremely miraculous, and it can actually travel through space to achieve the effect of teleportation.

You must know that only monks in the Yuanying realm can teleport, and even if they can teleport, for the peerless powerhouses of the Yuanying realm, the consumption is huge. However, the purple flying sword goes, and the cultivation of the condensation period can be urged, prompting the effect of teleportation.

If it weren't for the last resort, Yin Tianfang would not be willing to detonate the purple flying sword.

"Could it be that the purple flying sword can teleport something to do with this fragment?" Yin Tianfang pondered for a moment, and such a thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

"If that's the case, then if this fragment is refined into other magic weapons, wouldn't that magic weapon also be able to achieve the effect of teleportation?"

As soon as he thought of this, a flash of excitement flashed in Yin Tianfang's eyes. The magic weapon that can teleport is definitely lethal to the strong people under the Yuan Infant Stage.

Just thinking about it, suddenly, Yin Tianfang's expression moved slightly, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the cave.