Bang!

With a soft sound, Fang Jun's eyebrows landed on a big stone in the abyss below, and he sat cross-legged again, without immediate understanding, his expression was thoughtful.

......

The world outside his body was dark, and there was underground fog steaming, as if this mystery shrouded the cultivation realm.

But Fang Junmei knew that today he had finally lifted a corner of the veil and seen an important battle and an important person in the past.

Since the old man in the green robe refuses to say it, then continue to pursue it, and there will always be a day when it will be completely revealed.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Junmei expelled his superfluous emotions and recalled the battle he had just seen, especially the methods of the man in white.

......

Time flies again and again.

Roar!

Roar!

In the underground abyss, there is a strange roar from time to time, revealing the smell of boredom.

The mysterious creature, seeing that Fang Junmei only cared about his own cultivation, ignored him anymore, and yelled a few times every day to vent his frustration, which made people feel his childishness more and more.

......

In a flash, more than 20 years have passed.

Flutter –

In the underground abyss, the sound of the sword roar began to get louder day by day.

Fang Junmei was no longer sitting, but standing on the big rock, raising his sword from time to time, attacking a large area of space.

Strange to say, after these spatial waves rolled out, they disappeared out of thin air, and after a few breaths, they reappeared, very similar to the previous door, which is called the means of spatial misfingering, but the way of space contained in it is completely different.

In the cave above, the old man in the green robe had already put down the book again, and looked at Fang Junmei's drill with interest, smiling unfathomably.

......

Time passed, and the shape of the spatial waves had been condensed into a gray sword.

Sou!

On this day, Fang Junmei blasted out with a sword, and thousands of gray sword blades roared and struck in all directions, as if a huge gray sword flower had exploded.

But the next moment, the gray blade disappeared without a trace.

When it reappeared, it was already a hundred miles away, as if these gray sword blades had all cast the Infernal Immortal Step.

Bang bang bang –

An explosion sounded!

Fang Jun smiled and nodded.

......

"Is this satisfied? This sword is still far behind, at most it can be used in the ancestral period!"

In his mind, the disdainful voice of the old man in the green robe immediately sounded.

"Don't worry, senior, look at my sword again. ”

Fang Junmei smiled slightly, raised his sword again, and stabbed it again.

Whew-

The sound of the sword, like a tidal wave, tore through the void.

After a sword came out, there were still thousands of gray sword blades, which made people tremble from the heavens and the earth, roaring in all directions.

After a moment, it disappeared again.

But after disappearing, when it reappeared, it was not bombarded or anything, but disappeared again, and reappeared farther away.

It disappeared eight times in a row, and then finally bombarded the void or the rock, and a loud sound exploded.

Each of these thousands of swords has performed eight Infernal Immortal Steps in a row, which is indeed much more mysterious than the sword just now.

......

"It's still not enough, what's the use of just having a lot of times and a wide range. ”

The old man in the green robe commented coldly.

......

“...... Seniors, please look again!"

Fang Jun's eyebrows sank slightly, then smiled slightly, and blasted out his sword again.

The sound of swords roared again, and thousands of swords struck in all directions.

But the next time it appeared, it was different, each sword blade was more than ten miles away from the body, and the direction was no longer uniformly facing outward, but horizontal and vertical.

Whoosh!

Some stabbed east, some stabbed west, and some stabbed in front of and behind Fang Junmei's body, suddenly disappeared, and reappeared out of thin air.

It's just one word, messy!

It's so messy that there's not a trace to catch!

Not to mention the opponent, even at this moment, Fang Junmei also felt his scalp explode, falling into such a sea of sword blades that only he knew and had no directional traces, how many supreme monks could escape?

Bang bang bang –

The sound of an explosion rang out for miles.

Fang Jun's eyebrows were in the center, and he let the qi wave sweep by, without hurting a bit.

......

"This sword is interesting, but it's still not enough!"

The old man in the green robe commented with a laugh, and said: "Is your immortal Dao heart aura an ornament? Add it to it, this sword, you have to be attentive, it will be stronger!"

When Fang Junmei heard this, his eyes were shocked, and he finally couldn't laugh.

The fusion of this Dao mind and supernatural power does not mean that it will be fused, but it must be found to be the point of convergence of that Dao.

Fang Junmei stared in thought.

The old man in the green robe didn't say anything more, and let him go as he wanted.

......

Time passed again.

In this dark underground abyss, there was no more sound of sword roaring, but a bright light began to shine.

Like a candle flame in the wind, it was swayed by the underground wind, but it was never extinguished, and the candle flame started outside Fang Junmei's body.

On the boulder, Fang Junmei sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, like an old monk enlightening Zen, with a long sword in his hand, turning faintly, without making a sound.

And his Dao heart aura was burning wildly, and the inexplicable light came out of his body, burning himself into a flame!

In the high place, the old man in the green robe looked at it with interest again.

......

Call!

On this day, Fang Junmei opened his eyes sharply and stood up.

In the two eyes, there is a strange look, one is as bright as a lamp, the other is gray as death, diametrically opposite mysterious meanings flow.

"The heart is not born, it is born from the origin, the heart is not dead, it is dying by the death!

Fang Jun shouted loudly: "Please senior-take a look again, I used my sword with my heart!"

Flutter –

The long sword struck out, and the sound of breaking through the air began.

Whew-

The whistling sound is wild!

In Fang Junmei's two eyes, light and darkness began to change alternately, and thousands of sword blades raged out, forming a circle of gray sword rays that rolled in all directions!

This time, on each sword, there was a life-like smell, as if it had come to life.

Looming alternately!

Stuff has no direction!

The void of dozens of miles outside Fang Jun's eyebrows suddenly seemed to be boiling water, and the torn body was incomplete, and it was no longer a messy word to describe!

And it is constantly giving birth to new sword blades, strangling farther away.

It seems that this piece of the world is in a violent turmoil, sweeping the world in an overwhelming way of sword washing, clearing the turbid world, and illuminating a bright and bright world!

......

"This sword, the horse is so good!"

With a bit of playful laughter, it came from above.

Fang Junmei laughed when he heard this, knowing that the above person really didn't praise people casually, it was already very difficult.

On the surface, this sword is only a little crazier and more chaotic than before, but in fact, it is a magical power that carries faith.

The heart is not extinguished, and the sword is not stopped!

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