Ten thousand swords are vertical and horizontal, and the storm is raging.

This is the portrayal of the Central Sword Domain at this time.

The once full sword pool is now empty, only a huge picture scroll, unfolding in the sky, fluttering, as if coming and going with the wind.

Wherever the scroll floats by, it is surrounded by dense phosgene, whether it is wind or clouds, or even invisible air, as long as it stops in front of it, it will all be annihilated.

Zhang Fan looked up at the sky and saw that the top-level spiritual weapon born in his hands was reborn, completely stimulating its potential, and becoming a top treasure among the magic weapons, and that kind of satisfaction and pride turned into a smile on his face.

The current scene in the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram has also changed greatly.

The original picture of the sword qi red lotus is gone, only the storm of sword qi, coming and going suddenly, even in the picture, the passage place is also a shattered chaos, as if there is nothing to survive in it.

In this seemingly chaotic rage, there is a certain law that implies that everything is kneaded into a whole.

"Condensation!"

Zhang Fan stood down with his hands in his hands, and shouted loudly, and the sound wave directly hit the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram.

The scene in the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram changes in response.

All the sword qi storms, as if infinite pressure was coming, suddenly condensed, slowly descended from the air, and turned into a clear spring, but the water was shining, sparkling, and there was no infinite rage a moment ago.

"Close!"

With a move in his hand, the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram rolled up, conjured up a misty aura, and fell into Zhang Fan's hands.

Zhang Fan held the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram in his hand, but it was not the ordinary appearance that seemed ordinary at first glance, but the phosgene lingered, as if a pillar of light was held in his hand, and vaguely it was more like a disembodied lightsaber, as if it was going to poke a hole in the heavens and the earth.

This is the result of eating too much at once, not having time to precipitate and digest, and the power leaking out and being exposed.

Zhang Fan didn't care about this, as soon as his arm shrank, it was included in his sleeve, as long as there was a period of precipitation, and then a little sacrifice, there would be no such uncontrollable situation.

Later, with this treasure to lay out ten thousand sword mountains and rivers, supplemented by sword cultivation clones, it must be an infinitely powerful supernatural power.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan smiled slightly and looked up at the high platform.

On the high platform, the inheritance of sword cultivation has also come to an end.

The sword aura was radiant, gradually converging, revealing the appearance of the sword cultivator sitting cross-legged among them.

At this time, the sword cultivation doppelganger is missing, and the painful color of the broken pill and the broken body is missing, and his face is full of indifference, as if there is nothing worthy of his attention between heaven and earth, no matter what it is, a sword can be broken.

In front of him, the Lord of the Sword Soul also showed a declining momentum, the body that was originally condensed by the sword qi actually revealed a hazy and transparent state, through his body, he could even see the last fragment of the Wuji Qilin Sword in the center behind him, and the sword world behind him that was constantly collapsing, a scene of apocalyptic ruins.

The last bit of brilliance disappeared from the hand of the Lord of the Sword Soul, and the sword cultivation clone suddenly opened his eyes.

Legacy, end!

Zhang Fan's heart moved, and under the exchange of thoughts, the sword cultivator clone stood up suddenly.

This time, it is like a sword that has been sealed for a long time, raising its eyebrows and unsheathed, and it is cold in Kyushu.

Before the body was straightened, the awe-inspiring sword qi rose to the sky, before the steps were taken, the sound of the fierce wind drove forward, and the voice had not yet been revealed, and the sword roared, and the sound vibrated the ...... of the universe - sword!

At this time, the sword cultivation clone seemed to be one with the natal sword in his hand, closed his eyes, and didn't look at him, in terms of feeling, it was a sharp sword, standing in the air.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

The sound of continuous roaring was endless, not the thunder of the sky, but the unsheath of the sword.

The sword cultivation clone stepped down from under the high platform step by step, and with each step, a large area of sword qi ladder collapsed, as if countless sword qi storms erupted with it, annihilating everything.

At the beginning, he was still stepping on the stairs, but later, there was nothing under his feet, his steps were non-stop, and countless sword qi condensed into substance, as if clouds with sharp light were swallowing at his feet, supporting his feet, and he walked in front of Zhang Fan himself step by step.

The current sword cultivation clone, just like the Ten Thousand Sword Diagram, can't control the huge power that is suddenly obtained, and what is needed is precipitation.

Zhang Fan glanced up and down at this doppelganger with a very different bearing, smiled slightly, and then made a move in his hand, and the emerald green brilliance flashed away, and there was no one in front of him.

After doing this, everything was over, and the collapse of the central sword domain on all sides was gradually approaching, and I could even hear in my ears the terrifying sound that was annihilated in the void and could not be described in words.

"Let's go!"

At this moment, an old, weak, and somewhat detached voice sounded in his ears.

Zhang Fan looked up and saw that the body of the Lord of the Sword Soul was becoming more and more transparent, and he could vaguely see that a translucent illusory sword full of cracks appeared in the center of his body.

This is the real sword soul.

Above the sword soul, the crack was accelerating, and it seemed to maintain the same pace as the entire central sword domain, and it would not take a moment for it to completely disappear between heaven and earth.

Before the words fell, a silver light suddenly flashed out from the hand of the Lord of the Sword Soul, like a long rainbow, stepping over all the collapses, and opening a swarthy hole in the sky.

At the entrance of the cave, there is a little light, which looks so inconspicuous under the flickering silver light, hazy, like a firefly under the bright moon.

"What about you?"

Zhang Fan didn't immediately step on this silver light, was silent for a while, and asked.

"I ......"

The Lord of the Sword Soul shook his head, didn't say anything, and waved his hand again, and the silver light swept towards Zhang Fan's body as if it were alive.

Zhang Fan's body trembled slightly, understood what he meant, didn't dodge, just sighed secretly, and let the silver light roll in the sudden, in a flash, in the sword domain, into the swarthy hole.

The dazzling brilliance, the sharpness of the sky, all of a sudden, disappeared, and in its place, the Yuan magnetic glimmer was sprinkled all over, quiet and cold.

A sigh echoed behind him, in his ears, in his mind:

"I'm ~ just a sword~~"

Immediately, there was a roaring sound, penetrating the world.

Returning to the outside of Jianping Peak, Zhang Fan didn't have time to take a closer look, and suddenly looked back in the earth-shattering roar.

Behind him, the Sword Ping Peak, which was like a sword asking the sky, underwent earth-shaking changes in the loud sound that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

A sharp and infinitely sharp light spread down along the middle line of Jianping Peak.

It felt like an invisible sword, slashing down in the air, splitting the entire sword screen peak into two halves.

This time, it seems that the foundation of the entire earth will also be destroyed.

"Boom~"

The mountains collapsed, the rocks pierced through the air, and the huge Jianping Peak suddenly split into two halves along the middle line, slowly falling towards both sides.

It was not only Jianping Peak that had changed drastically, along the middle line of Jianping Peak, a huge crack suddenly appeared on the ground, without warning or sound, as if a sharp blade had cut through the tofu, silently, like a crack.

Like an earthquake, a sudden crack appeared on the ground, spreading along the median line, the cracks became bigger and longer, and if you look at it from a high altitude, it is like a hideous scar floating on the ground.

The faint and cold air revealed in the unfathomable crack, as if this sword had slashed straight into the Nine Shadows.

The change only lasted for a moment, and the appearance in front of me had changed greatly.

At this time, the faint sigh of the Lord of the Sword Soul was only then drifted away with the wind, and the echo gradually faded away.

Central Sword Domain, Annihilation!

Standing in place, Zhang Fan silently watched the earth-shaking changes happen, and when everything calmed down again, he turned around and walked into the distance.

"Ku Lao, I need to retreat for a while. ”

Not to mention that the Ten Thousand Sword Diagram and the Sword Cultivation clone need to be precipitated, it is he himself, and it is time to go further, not to mention, a treasure that has long been wanted to be refined, and it is time to be born.

"Isn't there a ready-made place?"

The voice of the ascetic man came, unobstructed, echoing in the ruins.

The back is gradually gone!

...... Dozens of miles away, the basin is still deep, and the white stones are hideous all over, and they have not been affected by the drastic changes at the Jianping Peak, as if the sky is falling.

A flash of fire came and went, and without stopping, flashed into the basin.

Dozens of zhang deep underground, in the karst cave filled with earth and yin fire, the fire condensed, and Zhang Fan appeared in shape.

Looking at this place where he had stayed for a whole year, a smile appeared on his face.

This is indeed the best place to retreat, and until there is any news of other fire veins, this cave with plenty of Yin and Fire is the best choice.

This is full of everything, and if you want to lick it out of the cave and go to the earth evil yin fire raging on the ground, it is enough to cultivate for several years with fire devouring**.

With a wave of his hand, the black nest isolated the breath, and several flags flew out to cover it.

From the outside, the basin has disappeared, only the plains are craggy, and the breath feels even more empty, without the slightest abnormality.

After doing this, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, a little fire flashed in his eyebrows, and the ember lamp floated in the air.

Suddenly, the earth and yin fire in the cave, as if encountering a natural enemy, trembled violently, and then like a long river into the sea, it flowed endlessly, and kept pouring into the heart lamp.

Sitting cross-legged, while transporting the fire devouring **, the palm of his hand flipped over, and an irregular ore the size of a fist fell into Zhang Fan's hands.

As soon as the ore appeared, the golden-white brilliance was magnificent, like a miniature sun, which instantly rose in the cave.

- Sun Adamantite!

The things that were delayed because of the Sword Domain had finally come to begin.

Zhang Fan slowly closed his eyes, his divine sense revealed, and he was entangled in the sun's pure gold, and a little bright golden flame ignited on the ore for no reason...... Time passes, little by little.

One day, one month, one month, one year...... ps: The first more ~

(To be continued)