The central sword domain was calm, as if a strong wind was passing through, and the peace behind the wolf's nest.

Under the high platform, the water in the sword pool is still the same, and on the high platform, the central Wuji Qilin sword is still the same. Other places are full of devastation, and they will not be able to see their original appearance again.

Next to the sword pool, Zhang Fancheng was lying on the ground, motionless, only his chest was rising and falling slightly.

After a long time, he finally overcame the lack of thieves in his body and the pain of Ruowan's knife slaughter, slowly propped himself up, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the huge central sword domain, he was the only one left, and there was the Lord of the Sword Soul who had been silently watching all this on the high platform.

"It's a pity!"

At this time, the voice of the bitter Taoist suddenly sounded.

"yes, what a pity!"

Zhang Fan nodded, and said helplessly: "It's a pity that it's extinct, it's a pity that it's like this, and let Jian escape, next time I want to kill him, it won't be so easy." ”

Previously, at the last moment, the extinction woke up the puppet-like Li Piaoping with a decisive momentum, embraced each other, and blew herself up, a heroic and sharp woman, just like that.

What's even more regrettable is that even in this case, he couldn't kill Jian Yan, how to make him not sigh.

At that moment, the reason why Zhang Fan did not hesitate to be injured and supported with everything in his sleeve was not to give Jian Yan any time to react.

During this period of contact, fighting, he also somewhat saw the reality of the sword.

Jian Er obviously has some flaws, he can only rely on the puppet of the possession to fight, every attack he attacks, is followed by the puppet body, if this body is destroyed, he will lose the ability to resist.

This is indeed the case, the extinction Jin Dan blew himself up, and he and Li Wandering were wiped out together, and the sword who barely escaped had no intention of making a move, but instead burned himself, forced out the essence, and escaped from the sword domain in an instant.

If he still has the slightest ability, how can it be?

You must know that Zhang Fan at that time didn't even have the strength to stretch out his hand to stop it.

It was precisely this that made him a pity, if he still had a little strength left at that time, even a little, maybe he could leave the sword forever.

"Bullshit!"

I never thought that Zhang Fan's regret had just been exported, and the bitter people were blocked back.

"What's the use of killing him?"

"Tyrannical Creatures!"

"Huh?"

As soon as the bitter Daoist's voice fell, Zhang Fan's expression moved, and he asked, "Ku Lao, do you mean that the sword is useful to him?"

"Of course it works!"

The bitter Taoist instantly said: "That's a sword baby, a veritable treasure!"

"If the old man still has a body, he must be captured! Although he doesn't need it himself, it's not bad to use it to fulfill his apprentices. ”

Now Zhang Fan understood a little, and said in high spirits: "Ku Lao, you tell me in detail." ”

In the narration of the ascetic, he realized what he had missed, and the idea of killing disappeared in an instant.

The primordial infant can take away the physical body, and the physical body, why can't it take the primordial infant?

Yes, but it's not that simple!

Just erasing the soul of the Yuan Baby, leaving only pure power, in the secret method into the body, not only can not create a Yuan Infant master, but even as a second Yuan Baby.

Otherwise, how can those masters in the middle and late stages of the Yuan Infant not wantonly hunt and kill those who are new to the Yuan Infant?

The reason is that the Yuan Infant is a combination of spirit and spirit and lifelong cultivation, which even carries the innate imprint of a person, which cannot be erased, just like a person's hand, which cannot be connected to the upper half of another person's limb out of thin air, and the innate rejection of the ontological imprint.

Yuan Ying's non-fusion surname is better than that of arms and limbs, which is simply impossible.

Among the masters of the immortal cultivation realm, there are some who have refined the second primordial infant, and their second primordial infant is not a human primordial infant, or even a demon primordial infant, it can only be taken from inanimate objects and does not bear the innate brand.

Among them, the best one is the Yuan Infant who has been cultivated for many years by all kinds of spiritual things.

This kind of primordial infant, which does not carry the innate imprint of living beings in their essence, is the best material for refining the second primordial infant.

However, this kind of innate spiritual creature is inherently rare, and it can be said that it is even more difficult to cultivate the Yuan Infant, not to mention the difficulty of collecting, just if you want to meet it, you need to have an amazing chance.

Therefore, there are very few people with great supernatural powers who have a second elemental baby, and there are only a handful.

This kind of spiritual creature that can be used as a second primordial infant becomes a baby, if it falls into the hands of the Jiedan monk, is refined by secret methods, and is included in the body, although it cannot be directly promoted to the primordial infant, it can have some of the power of the primordial infant.

Among them, the strong ones can even fight against the old monsters.

What Zhang Fan faced before was such an opportunity.

The essence of the sword is a sword baby, which is different from the master of the sword soul on the high platform.

The Lord of the Sword Soul has not condensed into a real infant entity, he is just a pure power manifestation, but the Sword Soul is different, he relies on the essence of the sword qi and the evil spirit, tens of thousands of years of refinement, and turns into a kind of life body, which is a typical spiritual thing into a baby.

As long as he is subdued and erased from his spiritual consciousness, he will be like a blank sheet of paper, without any imprint.

"It's a pity!"

Zhang Fan sighed, and the meaning of the suffocation was just like the bitter Taoist a moment ago.

With his supernatural powers, if he reaches the stage of the Great Perfection of the Dan and refines this sword baby, I am afraid that he can really compete with the old monster in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and if it is not good, he will not be slaughtered by others, and he will definitely be able to run away.

It is said that the Yuan Infant is a big success, and it can also be transformed into a second Yuan Baby, and it will have a little more combat power out of thin air.

In this way, decades later, the earth-shattering battle that returns to Qinzhou will be a little more certain.

"Boy, there is still a chance, cultivate well, and then find that sword again, and refine him into the second Yuan Baby, not to mention that you can run the roams and horizontal in the middle of the Dan Period, even if you encounter the Yuan Infant Old Monster, you have to fight first. ”

The voice of the bitter Taoist was full of bewitchment, and Zhang Fan also nodded, secretly paying attention.

But that's all for later, and now he is going to meet Jian Er head-on, and I'm afraid he won't be his opponent, let alone capture him alive head-on.

"There's a chance!"

Now he said that he could not be killed by the sword, and he said that when he saw each other, he would no longer be his opponent.

Taking a deep breath and clenching his fists, Zhang Fan slowly stood up and looked at the high platform.

Now that the matter has been decided, it is time to collect the spoils.

The original path of inquiry, like Zhang Fan's choice, is between the two or not. It's different now, Lord of Sword Souls, he has no choice at all.

Previously, Jian Jie had already made everything clear, and now the master of the sword soul, a typical Bo Xishan, he couldn't wait for five hundred years.

Above the sword pool, under the high platform, the ladder of inquiry, I don't know when, re-condensed, and it has been spreading from the high platform to the side of the sword pool, under his feet.

Step by step, he climbed the stairs, and after a while, Zhang Fan stood on the high platform again, and in front of him was the one that suppressed the Central Sword Domain, the Central Wuji Qilin Sword.

The Lord of the Sword Soul, with a white beard, stood calmly on the high platform.

In the previous battle, no matter how fierce and thrilling it was, he had never moved a finger, let alone directly created the sword cultivation supernatural power of the Sword Venerable five hundred years ago.

Obviously, as Ken Er said, he didn't dare to use any power anymore.

The Lord of the Sword Soul just stood quietly, looking up at the sky, as if all the external objects did not affect his soul.

Until, Zhang Fan stood in front of him.

At this time, the Lord of the Sword Soul looked at him squarely, without any nonsense, and said directly: "On the road of conscience, you can make a decision with a calm heart and kill everything, although it does not rely on the power of the sword, but it is okay." ”

"But also with a conscience!"

Quietly listening to the words of the Lord of the Sword Soul, the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth curved an arc.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no other choice, I am afraid that it would not be so easy to speak.

The Lord of the Sword Soul didn't mean to let him reply, and continued:

"Whether it is a mountain of swords, or a sea of fire, whether it is strong or weak, whether it is life or death!"

"Brave and diligent, never stop, where the sword goes, there is no one who can break it!"

"Can you hold it?"

As if a certain ritual, at the beginning, it was still the indifferent tone of the sword soul, but when it came to the back, it gradually became excited, and the voice spread far away, and the entire sword domain trembled.

"No fear, no hesitation, no cowardice, no disobedience!"

"Unstoppable, there is no advance or retreat!"

"Can you hold it?"

I don't know when, in the huge sword domain, in the roar, whether it is the white sand on the ground or the phosgene in the air, all of them are condensed and turned into swords all over the mountains!

Countless swords, as if they were pilgrimage, bowed their heads, and the sound of swords rushed straight into the sky, as if they were cheering for the birth of a new king.

Blood, all boiling.

"I am the only sword, who dominates the world, and there is nothing else besides the sword. ”

"Can you hold it?"

One word at a time, the words are sharp, and the sound of gold and stone is thrown to the ground, and the ten thousand swords are in harmony.

In a trance, it seems that in ancient times, Jian Xiu broke ten thousand laws with a sword, and he was alone, sweeping across the sky, passing through, and in ruins, but he couldn't be exchanged for him, and he was stagnant in half a step!

Sword qi, in an instant, Zhang Fan's eyes, mind, and even his soul were full of the whistling sword qi, and there was nothing else.

An endless desire has sprung up in my heart, and I want to be like him, rampant, heaven and earth, who can not let me face it!

As long as you nod your head, as long as you agree, as long as you say "can hold!", you can get this power, and when you regain the glory of sword cultivation!

For a long time, the sound of "can hold", but it never appeared.

The Lord of the Sword Soul stared at Zhang Fan's eyes, and in his gaze, there was relief, confusion, and expectation, which was indescribably complicated.

Perhaps, in the past tens of thousands of years, he has not shown as many feelings as this one.

"Nothing but the sword?"

In a few moments, in the gaze of the sword soul, Zhang Fan suddenly chuckled, and the laughter became louder and louder, gradually overshadowing the sound of ten thousand swords!

"So, where am I?!"

"Myself, where is I?!"

(To be continued)