Zhang Fan stood still, and a whistling came from behind him.

The whistling sound was extremely sharp, just like a sharp sword advancing at a rapid pace, breaking through countless airs, it was the sword of essence, the sword slave was fierce.

Such a situation, along the way, I don't know how many times I have encountered it, it can no longer cause the slightest fluctuation in his emotions, his expression does not move, and he waves his sleeves back without looking back.

This action is as if it is just brushing off the dust, without the smell of fireworks.

That is, from a positive point of view, if it is changed to the angle of the sword slave in the back, it is not like that at all.

The sleeves of his coat flipped like a huge wave, and in an instant, the sword of the spirit that struck was swept into it.

Under the roll, the extremely sharp essence sword seemed to enter a whirlpool, and the rapid figure suddenly paused, and in such a pause, the sleeves changed again.

It was as if a divine dragon poked out its claws from the waves, and a claw emerged from the tumbling sleeve without warning, and met the sword of essence head-on.

In an instant, the sound of gold and iron clashing resounded, like a cloud of qi condensed to the extreme, suddenly bursting open, "bang", the sleeves of the shirt faded, revealing a bare arm.

Zhang Fan's clawed palm trembled slightly, a little numb, and disappeared in an instant.

The sword of essence qi was not so cheap, and it flew out upside down in an instant, only to fly out of a distance of less than a zhang, as if all the blows it had received before erupted, and the entire sword body condensed slightly, and then collapsed.

The Gengjin Qi at the core of the sword body, the sword slave entrenched on the sword of the essence qi, fled in embarrassment at the same time, one left and one right, and fled to the sword forest not far away.

This time, Zhang Fan did not release the Demon Infant Devouring Sword Slave, and he didn't even collect the Gengjin Qi that he was interested in before, but just withdrew his arm casually, and his mind was all focused on the thing he was holding in his other hand.

It wasn't a treasure, just a small piece of rag, which looked like it had been ripped from the sleeve or something, and if anything, it was charred and curled up at the edges, and there was a hint of violentness on the whole, like thunder in the sky.

This is obviously just an ordinary sleeve, and the key is not in itself.

Previously, when Zhang Fan found it, there was no blood, no minced meat, no other remnants in the same place, only an uneven layer of powder sprinkled on the ground around this half of the rag.

Originally, in such a dangerous place, it is normal to die a person, but if it leads to the sword forest with ten thousand swords, even a monk like Zhang Fan who is standing at the peak of the foundation building period does not dare to guarantee that he can retreat with his whole body.

But the owner of this rag is dead, but there is a mystery in it.

No matter how careless he was, under the attack of the Spirit Sword, it was impossible for him to die like this.

Looking at the situation of that rag, the only thing that can cause such a result is thunder, and it is an incomparably powerful thunder power!

Under the blow, the whole body was turned into powder, and only such a small piece of rag was accidentally left, such strength was really terrifying and terrifying.

Zhang Fan had encountered many disciples of the Shenxiao Sect in his life, but even the strongest of them, the Chi Fairy who was chasing and killing Shi Zhongtian on Xia Yan Island, would never have this strength, which had already exceeded the limit of a monk in the foundation building period.

Thinking about how long it has been in this golden place, since there is not even a trace of people, this is too unnatural.

Combining these, there is only one possibility!

"Grandma Tong!"

Zhang Fan's expression moved, and the appearance of this person appeared in his mind.

When she first entered this place, she had an argument with the old monster of yin and yang, and only then did she enter Zhang Fan's sight.

At this time, the strange situation in the Golden Peerless Land, the ** of the ten is what this person did.

Only a Sect Master like her can use the power of thunder to kill the rest of the entire Jedi, and her purpose in doing so is very obvious, obviously she wants to obtain the origin of gold, and she doesn't want to be disturbed in any way when she obtains it.

"Ruthless enough! Poisonous enough!"

Thinking that she might have killed all the other monks here for such a reason, even Zhang Fan couldn't help but say "ruthless".

Since entering this land of fire spirits, it was finally the first time that he appeared in the same Jedi with a Sect Master, with his long-cherished wish with the Shenxiao Sect, coupled with the behavior of Grandma Tong, as long as they met, there would be a battle between the two.

"The first, good, good, good!"

Zhang Fan muttered to himself, only feeling that the blood was surging, and at the same time, he faintly felt that there seemed to be a taste of blood in his mouth.

For a while, as if I had been under the clouds all year round, my heart was depressed to the extreme, longing for an outbreak, once breaking through the haze, and seeing the release of heaven again!

"Grandma Tong!"

In the voice, there was a coldness!

With a flick of his arm, he added a slight force, and the flames instantly ignited, instantly burning the rags in his hand to ashes.

At this time, Zhang Fan had time to look at what was in front of him.

"Sword Shrine!"

Although he looked around a little as soon as he appeared here before, when he looked at it again, a look of surprise inevitably flashed in his eyes.

Originally, I thought that in addition to the sword forest, the next thing should be the famous sword pool.

The ancient sword cultivation is a vein, and in the sword domain formed by the golden spirit bead, once the sword forest is passed, there is a clear spring, called the sword pool.

The water of this sword pool is naturally not ordinary water, but it is formed by condensing an immeasurable amount of sword qi into a liquid and filling it.

As long as he thought of the most violent and sharp sword qi, which could be turned into soft water, Zhang Fan couldn't help but yearn for it, he thought that what could be seen this time was that after not wanting the sword forest, he actually connected directly to the edge of the sword mound and omitted the sword pool.

The peculiarity and horror of the sword pool are related to its difficulty in forming, and the spiritual consciousness formed by this fire spirit bead cannot be done, so it is directly connected to the sword mound.

The Sword Shrine is the entire Sword Domain, and it is also the final core of this Golden Peerless Land.

Sword mound, the tomb of ten thousand swords, seeing the situation in front of him, Zhang Fan knew that this name was true.

Long swords, short swords, heavy swords, ceremonial swords, broad swords, narrow swords, soft swords...... All sorts of sharp swords spread all over the field of vision, or lay out on the ground like weeds, or half-cut into the ground, standing upright like tombstones, all decayed and broken, none of them intact.

These remnant swords are different from the previous essence swords, they are physical existences, they are really made of the essence of hardware, and they have fallen into such a shape, and many of them still have a fierce and fierce aura, and a little cold light flashes on them, which is obviously extremely sharp.

Although these swords are broken, if they are brought to the world, the handle is no less than the legendary sword, and they all have the ability to cut gold and jade, which will definitely cause a bloody storm, but here, they are like garbage, and they can be seen everywhere.

In the eyes of an immortal cultivator like Zhang Fan, they were indeed garbage-like things, and he was a little surprised that they were so mixed, and he saw that there was no aura on them, so he stopped paying attention to them.

Fang had just taken a step forward, and was about to enter the sword mound, when his expression suddenly moved, and he looked up into the distance.

There, the thick clouds formed by the immeasurable sword qi rolled for a while, as if there was a wild dragon making waves in it, Zhang Fan's heart suddenly froze, and he tiptoed a little on the ground without thinking, shot out backwards, and instantly disappeared into the sword forest behind him.

In the sword forest, the nearest sword slave has just been killed by him, it is a clean and safe place, as soon as he landed, the black nest flew out of his hand, enveloping the surrounding space, and was immediately isolated from the inside and outside, and he didn't worry about being discovered.

After doing this, it was just a breath of effort, and the sword mound was no longer calm.

First, the sound of thunder came from a distance, and at first it was fashionable and only vaguely heard, and then the sound became louder and louder, "rumbling", gradually deafening, filling the whole world.

This is not the sound of real thunder, but the speed of breaking through the sky, causing a continuous explosion of air, as if the real thunder of the nine heavens came into the world.

As soon as the sound arrived, I could see that from the farthest distance as far as the eye could see, a large thick cloud seemed to boil, and rolled violently.

In the process, the sunlight that had not been seen in the Golden Peerless Land for ten thousand years shone down for the first time, spreading out into the devastated sword mound, revealing all the decay and devastation.

"It's ......"

Zhang Fan was secretly speechless, and he no longer had any doubts about Fang Cai's thoughts in his heart.

A large cloud of sword qi began to annihilate and disappear inch by inch from afar, and the sunlight shone in, like a light dragon, and it was already close in an instant.

With a dragon-like sound, purple light and shadow flashed, and then a small sword appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

It was such a small sword that stirred up the immeasurable clouds, broke through all the haze, and annihilated countless sword qi?

Zhang Fan's eyes froze, and he never moved away for half a minute.

There is nothing special about the small sword, the blade is only a palm length, and Raven is engraved on both sides, which looks like a delicate salute sword, a noble ornament for mortals, but at this time, as well as the previous prestige, Zhang Fan understands what this is.

"Magic weapon!"

This little purple sword is a magic weapon.

Just when Zhang Fan looked at this magic weapon, a petite figure flashed and appeared next to the purple sword, and she didn't see her move, the purple sword suddenly roared softly, like a cheer, and then flew up and down, lingering on the side of the person who came.

"Sure enough, it's her!"

A strange smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and his hands couldn't help but reach into the Qiankun bag, his body tense, like a cheetah waiting for a good opportunity to hunt!

"Grandma Tong!"

The person who came was like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with a face full and charming like a woman in her twenties, but she had gorgeous hair that fell down to her ankles.

The crane hair has a childish face, it is the grandmother Tong in the mouth of the old monster of yin and yang, the master of Shenxiao!

She hadn't come here alone, before she stood still, and a whistling sound that was much sharper and more terrifying than when she had appeared before rushed straight along the path of the light dragon in the air.

Different from the sound of Grandma Tong flying at high speed, the sound of whistling at this time is like a cracked silk, and wherever it passes, no matter what it is, it is all broken, and there is no road surface, and a trend of contempt is revealed.

As soon as the voice arrived, a light and shadow flashed, and the person who came instantly appeared in front of Grandma Tong, looking at its speed, it seemed to be three points faster.

"This is it?"

Zhang Fan saw the person, a hint of different color flashed in his eyes, and then he chuckled.

"It's really a gathering of dragons and tigers, but I didn't expect the origin of gold to be in its body. ”

(To be continued)