The sword body shattered, and Fang Zhuo had a very strange feeling. There was not the slightest pain and impact in the divine sense, but it was my previous practice of holding the sword into my arms and cultivating the sword and fixing the sword day and night, which bloomed at this moment!

An illusory landscape slowly flew out from the sword body, conjuring up the various scenes that Fang Zhuo had used to set the sword in the past, when the Heaven and Earth Condensing Sword was projected on the sword body with his mind.

The Left Gorge of the Mountain behind the Star Sword Peak of the Bitter Sword Sect, the Heavenly Fu Hall of the Bitter Sword Sect, the Mystery Realm of the Ruins of the Yuling Sect, and the different scenes of the Absolute Poison Death Domain slowly flashed one scene after another.

Fang Zhuo looked at this scene in surprise, really not understanding what was going on. He even ignored the sword body that was slowly shattering for the time being.

Scenes flashed out, and then these transfiguration scenes slowly melted into his body. Fang Zhuo stretched out his hands and watched in amazement as pieces of spiritual light melted into his body. At this moment, it seems that if I am aware of something, I will not be able to perceive what I have realized or realized.

Just as he was watching this scene in surprise, Xu Tianyi was also watching in surprise. His qi had been fully released, faintly locking on the white-haired old man not far away.

The restaurant had disappeared, Xu Tianyi waved his sleeves, and Fang Zhuo, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, slowly fell down. On the other side, only a few feet away, Song Fengzi also held a scroll of paintings, slowly falling down. His eyes were full of disbelief and shock, on the one hand, because of the white-haired old man, and on the other hand, because of how could his restaurant suddenly disappear?

When Fang Zhuo woke up from this magical scene, he suddenly remembered his two flying swords. At this time, he stared and saw that his flying sword had completely disintegrated. It turned into a sword-shaped aura. Fang Zhuo watched as this spiritual light continued to disintegrate rapidly. Continue to get smaller and smaller at a rapid pace. It continues to spread.

Suddenly, Fang Zhuo had a hint of realization in his heart.

The two swords are not shattering, but dissociating.

They are like lumps of mud that have fallen into the water, slowly decomposing. And what caused them to decompose and blur may be the sword intent that they have just comprehended, or it may be the subtle realm that they have just entered.

However, what would happen after the two flying swords were dissolved? Fang Zhuo was full of questions.

At this time. The illusory aura of the sword body finally slowly stopped decomposing. Fang Zhuo could still see the spirit patterns that he had quietly drawn on the inside of the sword body when he was refining his weapon. The sword body has been completely dissociated, but the rune array in the sword body is still working as usual.

It's incredible.

Fang Zhuo carefully observed, sensed, and then saw that these two flying swords slowly melted into his body like those illusory scenes. Fang Zhuo hurriedly looked inward, and with a sweep, he saw that the two flying swords were floating quietly in the lung domain, and they seemed to have recovered to their original state.

Fang Zhuo's mind moved, and Ying Xingjian suddenly appeared in front of him. Fang Zhuo took a closer look, and there didn't seem to be any different changes in this sword. The only difference is. It had been able to completely merge with its own sword intent, and it was incomparably compatible with each other. Fang Zhuo even felt that his Ying Xing Sword, which had been transformed into Sword Intent, didn't seem to have disappeared at all, and had completely merged into this real Ying Xing Sword. He summoned the Hidden God Sword again, tried it several times, and found nothing wrong.

Fang Zhuo tried to condense his sword intent and infuse it into Ying Xing's sword. Then the sword light flashed, and the sword flew straight into the sky! The purple light of the Ying Xing Sword was faint, and the brilliance was restrained, but the sword was fast, and the coercion on the sword suddenly burst out!

Fang Zhuo looked up at the Ying Xing Sword flying in the air, and his heart was surprised and delighted! This was obviously the result of the perfect fusion of the sword intent transformation and the sword body itself. With this leap, your combat effectiveness will be greatly improved!

Fang Zhuo was about to take back the Ying Xing Sword when he saw that above the Nine Heavens, the Ziwei Emperor Star suddenly flashed slightly. Ziwei Emperor Star was actually not in Fang Zhuo's perspective, but he had undergone star power quenching, and there were star marks of eight stars in his body, so naturally there was an inexplicable connection and induction between Ziwei Emperor Star and the Big Dipper.

Ziwei Emperor Star flashed slightly, and Fang Zhuo suddenly became aware. He suddenly turned his head to look at the night sky, only to see a faint purple light sweeping under his eyes.

Fang Zhuo stared at the purple ray, and saw a purple glow shooting rapidly from the position of the Ziwei Emperor Star above the Nine Heavens!

The streamer flew closer and closer, gradually turning into a brilliant purple ribbon of light. This band of light does not fly down in a straight line, but meanders and soars, like a long purple dragon passing through the sky!

Fang Zhuo looked at this purple light that was getting wider and brighter and closer and closer, and was momentarily overwhelmed by its vast aura. Then, everyone present watched as this purple dragon, which was tens of thousands of miles long, suddenly burrowed into Fang Zhuo's body!

Fang Zhuo was stunned.

Xu Tianyi was stunned.

Song Fengzi was also stunned.

Although the white-haired old man was in the middle of meditation, with his cultivation of the transformation of the primordial infant, he had a clear perception of everything around him. This time the mutation almost made his mind float, and he went directly into the devil!

What's going on?

What is that purple glow?

Fang Zhuo looked at the changes in his body in surprise, and found that the light actually flew directly into his sea of consciousness. Countless purple rays of light rushed into the sea of knowledge, and a large part of it was quickly absorbed by the eight big stars in the sky of the sea of knowledge. For a moment, Fang Zhuo saw that the eight big stars were flashing in purple light, turning into a gorgeous purple color.

However, the eight big stars did not completely absorb this purple light, and some of the remaining parts were stacked in Fang Zhuo's sea and sky. Fang Zhuo saw that these purple rays did not merge with the primordial purple qi in the original sea of knowledge, but instead were distinct. And although the primordial purple qi was huge, the light was deep and restrained, and I didn't want the purple light that poured in this time to be so gorgeous.

The purple light slowly stacked, and finally turned into a purple auspicious cloud in Fang Zhuo's sea of knowledge.

Fang Zhuo deepened his divine sense into this auspicious cloud, feeling the vast aura of purple light, and couldn't figure out what it was. However, it feels like this thing should be a good thing.

Monk Shan Ke and Xuanwu Zhenjun glanced at each other, and said with a smile: "The emperor can't help it?"

Although they were talking in Fang Zhuo's medicine garden space, their voices sounded in Fang Zhuo's sea of consciousness, but Fang Zhuo himself couldn't hear it. The purple star Ziwei North Pole flashed slightly, which was a reply.

"Hehe, that's true. Monk Shanke smiled: "There is a Xuanyuan Emperor to pass the sword, in order to avoid being detected by others, the Emperor of the People personally took action to cover the heavenly machine. Then there is me guarding Fang Zhuo's body, between the fluctuating realm of life and death, neither in life nor in death, and not afraid of being discovered by those guys in the Gang Heaven Realm. With such a good opportunity, if the emperor didn't take the opportunity to lure down the star soul that he had worked so hard to accumulate, it would be wrong. ”

This time, eight large purple stars twinkled in unison. A few big characters appeared out of thin air in front of Monk Shanke and Xuanwu Zhenjun, "If you occupy other people's places, you always have to pay some rent." Monk Silent Ke and Xuanwu Zhenjun saw it, and at the same time, Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed.

"It's just that this Zixiao Heavy Building can be called a great creation for this doll!" Xuanwu Zhenjun sighed.

"Presumably, the emperor is the same as you and me, and he cherishes his talents. Monk Shanke squeezed his eyes.

Fang Zhuo didn't know what a star soul was, what was a purple sky. He looked at the extra layer of purple clouds in the sea of knowledge in amazement, and after studying it for a while, he could say that he had gained nothing. The top priority now was not to study these things, so Fang Zhuo put aside this matter and went directly to meditation, trying his best to stabilize the sword intent transformation he had just comprehended.

Before settling down, Fang Zhuo hadn't forgotten to glance around. Songfeng Building is completely gone, and he knows why he didn't have it. Now they were all standing on the side of the street, where the Songfeng Building once stood.

It doesn't matter if you stand in the open air, but if someone finds out that the restaurant is gone, there are a few people left standing here stupidly, which is easy to arouse the suspicion of others. Although there was hardly a sound coming out of the Songfeng Tower's shattering and disappearing, Fang Zhuo wasn't sure how long he would stay in the Meditation Arena. It would be .................. if it was dawn.

Fang Zhuo pointed his finger, and the heaven and earth were suddenly sacrificed. A burst of spiritual light spread out, surrounding everyone. Then he swung out several rays of spiritual light one after another, and laid down multiple isolation protection arrays. After doing all this, Fang Zhuo was like the white-haired old man, and he settled down and made a steady income.

Song Fengzi is the most ignorant, and he doesn't know anything from beginning to end. At the end of the moment, his mind was clear, but he saw that his restaurant suddenly disappeared. Looking at the painting scroll he was holding in his arms, he thought of some rare books and exercises that he had put a lot of effort into collecting in that room, and Song Fengzi wanted to cry. What's more, there is still a green Zen incense, which is gone. Originally, it was to assist his sister in her practice, and Song Fengzi bought such a pot of green Zen incense after she was ruthlessly blooded.

However, looking at the grandfather who was meditating on the other side, that is, the white-haired old man, Song Fengzi breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, the grandfather arrived just in time. Song Fengzi had handed over Fang Zhuo's Reverse Blood Tracing Pill to his grandfather, and whether he could handle Fang Zhuo or not was no longer his own business. I didn't expect my grandfather to arrive so soon. Song Fengzi knew that his grandfather must have spared no expense and spent a huge amount of spirit stones to directly teleport to Gukui Village and rushed here.

It seems that as soon as this Reverse Blood Tracing Pill came out, even the grandfather, who was at the peak of the Yuan Infant Transformation Form, couldn't sit still.

The delicate shadow in the painting scroll is anxiously calling out to Song Fengzi with her divine sense at this moment. Song Fengzi was stunned for a long time, and he really felt that all this in front of him seemed to be indescribable with his mouth. He sighed, and directly unfolded the scroll, letting Jiaoying come out to see what was going on.

After Fang Zhuo made a gesture just now, Song Fengzi felt that there was a faint spiritual aura around him. He knew that this must be Fang Zhuo's formation to protect and isolate this area.

It seemed that grandfather and Fang Zhuo were both in the middle of the table, and that Xu Tianyi didn't seem to be kind to his grandfather, and he kept staring at his grandfather. Song Fengzi simply whispered and communicated with Xu Tianyi, introducing the identity of the white-haired old man. The hostility in Xu Tian's eyes dissipated slightly, but he did not give up his vigilance against the white-haired old man.

It was soon getting dark. (To be continued......)