As the stormy bombardment continued to pierce into that immortal bone, Fang Zhuo saw that the runes and mysterious things that had flashed in this refining of the Great Dao's power had finally flashed again.

The resentful spirits in the fairy bones finally couldn't hold their ground. Fang Zhuo took the opportunity to slowly extend his divine sense inward along the outer edge of the immortal bone, recording all the runes he came into contact with along the way. He may not be able to figure out these things for a long time, but his general outline of the talisman will write them down, and Fang Zhuo will have time to study them slowly in the future.

Feeling that the things he was guarding were touched by Fang Zhuo, the resentful emotion cried out restlessly, and frantically rushed outside. However, Fang Zhuo carefully avoided its attack, but after it recklessly rushed out, it was ruthlessly cleaned up by the tire.

It's a pity.

Fang Zhuo looked at this immortal bone. That's all I can do. The level of this immortal bone was too high, so that this time the refining of the Great Dao power did not inspire too many things. And, as the tidal wave of attacks has continued to this day, its capabilities are also limited to that. The wraith was constricted inside the fairy bone, and the power of the fetus could no longer threaten it.

Fang Zhuozhi said that the time to truly test himself had finally arrived.

His divine consciousness incarnation gave a deep salute to several big stars in the sky in the Purple Mansion, and then said loudly: "Please also ask all Star Monarchs to help me!"

The big star flickered, and the voice of Emperor Ziwei came: "I didn't expect you to make such a decision. The combination of the star soul and the instrument fetus, what will happen in the future, even I have some expectations. Let's go. ”

Fang Zhuo's main body's eyes suddenly flashed. Then he exhaled and shouted, "Come!"

Knowing the sea. The fairy bone was taken aside. What was once a tiny hole suddenly opened!

The fetus finally seized a bigger opportunity, and suddenly the light flashed, and that light cluster had already appeared in Fang Zhuo's Purple Mansion!

The golden runes of the general outline of the rune were like golden rays of light, instantly sealing the passage between the Purple Mansion and the Sea of Knowledge. And in the passage leading from the Purple Mansion to the Yin Hall, the little golden skeleton of the monk Silent Ke sat there, looking at the situation in the Purple Mansion with a curious expression.

Endless sharp qi was enclosed in the small space of the Purple Mansion, and in an instant, endless pain erupted from his skull, engulfing Fang Zhuo's entire soul!

This is the pain of ten thousand swords piercing the soul!

"Ah——!h Teeth clenched. He had experienced a lot of pain, and he didn't care much about the various levels of torture. But this kind of pain that bursts out from the deepest part of the soul with ten thousand swords piercing the heart is not a simple pain!

Fang Zhuo felt that his consciousness and his spirit were violently shaking, as if they would collapse in the next moment.

"Come on, come on!" Fang Zhuo gritted his teeth and shouted in his heart: "I'm going to make the strongest sword, start with my soul and refine me!"

At this moment, Monk Shanke, Xuanwu Zhenjun, and the eight Star Monarchs all became very quiet. They know the truth. In the next time, how much Fang Zhuo can do. It can only be seen by himself.

The refining of the soul is not very complicated or difficult, and some experiences and even some small things in life can cleanse people's souls.

However, this kind of roughness has far surpassed the crazy tempering, using one's soul as a weapon, and one's body as a weapon, such tempering is still unheard of!

People, although they have become stronger by cultivating, even if Fang Zhuo has the opportunity to wash the Jade Sutra of the Great Wilderness, strengthen the Blind Eye Snake, etc., but he is still a flesh and blood body after all!

And the sword, even if it is an ordinary long sword, its essence is not as hard and strong as Shang Zhuo's body, but it is metal, it has no consciousness, no soul, and no pain or torture.

A person with full consciousness who accepts the tempering of metal can imagine the pain.

It seems that the next moment all the insistence will collapse. Fang Zhuo felt as if he had been broken into thousands of pieces, his consciousness had been cut into countless tiny parts, each part being a fragment of his own thoughts and memories. This kind of abnormal pain was like a thought being cut into countless pieces, and he couldn't put it back together.

"Ah————!h

Fang Zhuo's mournful roar echoed at the bottom of the pit.

All who are connected to his soul can feel the great pain of his soul. Wind Thunder, Yuan Copper Fire Tree, Blind Eye Snake's Snake Egg, Two Flying Swords, Silver Fox, and so on. Even the two female disciples of the Jade Rui Sect, who were thousands of miles away, could feel it.

Luo Qingyuan and Zhen Bao'er could feel that a person close to them was going through unimaginable torture, and that pain seemed to be refracted in the depths of their souls in a strange way. This makes them feel the same way even though they have not experienced it firsthand.

What's going on?

The two female cultivators had been tempered by the strength of the past few days, and both their souls and physical bodies had already been improved by leaps and bounds! This time, their overall strength was already unrivaled among the cultivators of the same rank!

Luo Qingyuan can clearly feel that with his current combat strength, even if he is only a mid-level Jindan, it is absolutely no problem to regret a master of the Yuan Infant level!

However, since the end of this inexplicable tempering, she and Zhen Bao'er have a hint of induction in their hearts. It can be said that it is a calling, or it can be said that it is a subtle force. It seems to come from the deepest part of the heart, and it seems to come from the distant void. Luo Qingyuan clearly sensed that it existed, so clearly, so kindly.

However, no matter how much they tried to sense it, neither of them could get even the slightest bit more information from this feeling.

Luo Qingyuan didn't dare to say it, and Zhen Baoer didn't dare to say it either. The two elite disciples who had been ordered to retreat and were observed by the elders of the sect could only quietly hide this mysterious feeling in their hearts.

However, at this moment, this mysterious induction made them feel the pain that came from the depths of their souls!

Although this pain is not on his body, Luo Qingyuan and Zhen Bao'er subconsciously want to help him! But who to help? and how to help?

The two most dazzling elite disciples of the Jade Rui Sect both felt extremely distressed.

Fang Zhuo didn't have the heart to perceive these two people who had a strange connection with him. He felt his consciousness gradually lose control as it was being torn and cut through endlessly. There are just too many fragments of consciousness scattered. It slowly exceeded the scope of Fang Zhuo's divine sense. He felt his consciousness slowly blurry. The original clear pain and the idea of conditioning. are slowly falling into a fog.

Fang Zhuo knew that every moment he insisted on, his soul would be tempered by the fetus a little deeper. But he also knew that once his consciousness was completely shattered, once he completely collapsed, it was actually equivalent to declaring himself dead.

No way!

I have to persevere!

Fang Zhuo kept encouraging himself, constantly reminding himself to persevere, and constantly telling himself. Stay awake no matter what.

The frantic cutting continues. As if sensing Fang Zhuo's tenacious resistance, the tire suddenly shone brightly, and endless sharp aura poured out!

Xuanwu Zhenjun and Monk Shanke had a worried look on their faces.

At this moment, two sword shadows suddenly shot in!

The sword fetuses of the two flying swords, Ying Xing and Hidden God, immediately spontaneously savior after feeling the exhaustion of Fang Zhuo's divine soul!

Two flying swords shot into the ball of light in a flash. For a moment, the sharp machine roared wildly, rushing towards the two flying swords!

Fang Zhuo's spirits lifted!

The sword fetus of the two flying swords itself is a part of his soul, concentrating every bit of his understanding and cultivation of the way of the sword. And the core of the sword fetus was Fang Zhuo's sword intent.

Fang Zhuo's sword intent originated from the Wangjian inheritance and took shape. It's still in Lingxiao Town. That night, when he and Drifting Shadow first met, he fought hard, triggering an epiphany. Xuanwu Zhenjun helped him stimulate the extreme cold of the one-yuan heavy water, the sharpness of the heavenly halberd fragments, and the speed of his original extreme killing sword intent and sword inheritance. It was re-fused into a new sword intent.

However, this sword intent was not comprehended by Fang Zhuo himself after all, Fang Zhuo had always felt that there were too many flaws in it.

Now, the sword intent underwent a mad baptism inside the fetus, and his own soul was also subjected to the mad tempering of the fetus outside the fetus!

Fang Zhuo felt that he had found a good way to cut the opponent tire engine. He shifted his mind out of his soul and placed it completely on the two flying swords. Allowing the device tire to cut his soul into tens of thousands of pieces, Fang Zhuo let out the heat and left it alone!

Taking this opportunity to refine the sword intent, remove the chaff, and completely turn this sword intent into your own, this is a great opportunity!

When his divine consciousness was transferred to the flying sword, the pain of being cut piece by piece was still there, but the pain of the scattered fragments of consciousness being cut was forcibly blocked by him!

What Fang Zhuo wanted to do now was to temper his sword intent in the raging storm of the tire!

Regarding his sword intent, Fang Zhuo had a direction the moment he had the idea of refining his sword intent.

He decided to abandon the cold of the original one-dollar heavy water. This cold power is extremely terrifying, and it can be said to be the mother of cold in the world. However, Fang Zhuo felt that there was no need for him to deliberately add the power of cold to his sword intent. The power of ice and cold comes from the one-yuan heavy water that he fused. As long as his fusion degree of one-yuan heavy water continues to increase, his attacks will naturally carry this cold and terrifying aura. One day in the future, if your attainments in the water line are high enough, and when the time comes, if you want to quench an extreme cold in the sword intent, it will not be too late.

At that time, his soul would be activated by sword intent, and he might be able to exert this terrifying extremely cold power even more powerfully.

Secondly, Fang Zhuo was ready to remove the sharp sword intent as well. (To be continued......)

PS: Didn't write yesterday. In order to rush back to his hometown for the New Year, Lao He went to the hospital early yesterday morning, did not eat two meals in the morning and noon, and finally rushed back after the drip.

Today I salute the New Year everywhere, and after the worship, I rushed back to the city, code, update!!

The Year of the Horse has arrived, and Lao He is here to wish everyone success in the Year of the Horse!!!