Chapter 365: Opening the Sword Realm (please give me a monthly ticket)


    A flying sword appeared in Gong Feiyun''s hand.


    This sword is pure white all over, with a vague fairy spirit, and it has endless sharpness. It is indeed a top-grade spiritual treasure of the fourth-level.


    "The name of the sword - ''Immortal in Heaven'' is made of immortal gold outside the sky as the main material. The sword weighs 962 kilograms and is three inches and eight minutes long..."


    He performed an ancient ceremony and made all preparations.


    "Sword name - bad iron!"


    The phantom of the rotten iron sword appeared in Fang Xing''s hand, and he pointed it gently: "Remember, the one who cuts off your ''Immortal in Heaven'' today is my mouthful of broken copper and iron!"


    “Good ambition!”


    Gong Feiyun stabbed out with a sword.


    His sword light is pure white, and his sword move is like a flying immortal, ethereal and grand, and it is incomparable!


    The mana fluctuations in the late stage of the Nascent Soul are coming.


    As a great master of Jiandao, he can defeat other great masters more easily. Of course, it is difficult to kill.


    However, when facing a mid-stage Nascent Soul sword cultivator, he was able to tell himself that he was able to get it.


    Swish!


    In this moment, a golden sword light slashed on Gong Feiyun.


    A silver talisman in his arms spontaneously ignited without wind, turning into a spherical light shield, and countless ancient runes flashed on the surface, blocking the sword.


    "I''m hit by a sword?"


    "So fast...you...the late stage of the Nascent Soul?"


    Gong Feiyun stepped back in an instant and looked around him.


    He had already condensed infinite sword energy and turned into defense all over his body.


    But under the extremely fast sword, all of them were broken, and only the fifth-level talisman of the sect saved his life.


    At this time, Fang Xing''s magic power surged around him, and he actually reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul level.


    “No wonder…”


    Gong Feiyun narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed: "I know now that the formation spirit deliberately made you and me fight for life and death. For example, raising a Gu, you must raise a Gu King!"


    "We are all people who are under the legacy of the Yuanshen Sword Sect... In the future world of immortal cultivation, if we do not have enough talent and cultivation, we will be unable to bear the heavy responsibility."


    "Even... Taibai can''t do it. He doesn''t have a background in transforming into the gods!"


    "Only one of you and me can inherit the Yuanshen Sword Sect!"


    When the divine consciousness transmits the sound, the sword path of the "Immortal in Heaven" changes again, with a sense of illusion.


    "Void?"


    "It seems that your Feijian lineage has also learned a lot of things in Piaomiao Immortal Palace."


    Fang Xing''s rotten iron sword in his hand was free to set off his sword, and the flying swords on both sides fought fiercely, and the infinite sword energy was everywhere.


    Suddenly!


    A sky spirit flashed above Gong Feiyun''s head, and the Nascent Soul emerged, holding a pure white flying sword in his hand, breaking into the void, and the Nascent Soul teleported to control the sword!


    The natal flying sword of the high-level sword cultivator is integrated with the golden elixir and the Nascent Soul.


    At this time, I was obviously trying my best.


    Swoosh!


    Swoosh!


    Swoosh!


    Around the square star, the shadows of the Yuanying were flashing, and all of them were broken through the air with a sword!


    ‘Although it is very dangerous to use the Nascent Soul to control the sword, the speed of the sword is faster than my Golden Sword lineage. ’


    Fang Xing reached out and touched his head. The ghost baby in all dharmas appeared, holding the Qingyang magic lamp in his hand, blowing out nine purple and green fire dragons, covering the surroundings.


    "It turns out that you have not achieved great truth in your cultivation, but have sacrificed the second Nascent Soul in the late stage of Nascent Soul."


    Gong Feiyun''s sword infant sneered, and his originally stagnant body actually moved.


    "Huh? The body incarnation? Have you also refined a level of body incarnation to control your body?"


    Fang Xing understood.


    Sure enough, monks who can be promoted to Dazhen Lord have unique means.


    Gong Feiyun seemed to deliberately keep his body silent, but in fact he hidden the means of incarnation outside his body.


    Once you go over and prepare to destroy his body, you may fall into the trap!


    "I guessed it right, but so what?"


    Gong Feiyun''s body showed a strange smile, and a small silver banner appeared in his hand.


    "Two Realms Banners? No... they should be just imitations."


    Fang Xing has also heard of the famous treasures of the palace-town treasures of Piaomiao Immortal Palace.


    "Although it is a copy, it''s enough, it''s fast!"


    Gong Feiyun''s body transformed into a hand and made gestures with both hands. A layer of silver light burst into flames and shot towards the star.


    Fang Xing frowned slightly, and the second Yuanying controlled the Qingyang shield and blocked him in front of him.


    Buzz!


    A silver light flashed, and his ghost baby, the outer incarnation of Gong Feiyun, disappeared at the same time!


    "Have been moved into a special void? Only one side can go out if he dies?"


    Fang Xing''s spiritual consciousness moved, and his magic power fluctuated back to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul level, and Gong Feiyun''s Nascent Soul reappeared.


    "Now...there are only you and me left."


    A soft voice came into Fang Xing''s ears.


    Now, Gong Feiyun has the main Nascent Soul left in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. In addition to being easily injured, his combat power is almost extremely strong!


    But Fang Xing only has the middle-level Nascent Soul cultivation level, and the bad iron sword in his hand!


    "die!"


    Gong Feiyun''s Nascent Soul swung a sword.


    This sword is like a flying immortal from the sky, and it also activates the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it is like a galloping horse!


    He was very prepared to crush Fang Xing with his dignified magic power and swordsmanship.


    Fang Xing was a little speechless and slashed out with a rotten iron sword.


    There was only one white line when the sword stabbed out.


    But the next moment.


    Wherever the white line passed, the galloping sword force of thousands of horses collapsed.


    No matter how thousands of magic weapons or thousands of magic weapons are used, you must bow your head under this sword.


    "Break all the methods with one sword?"


    Gong Feiyun''s Nascent Soul was full of horror and disbelief.


    He is a rare genius from the Feixian lineage. He is now the Great True Lord of the Yuanying, and he has not yet grasped the highest level of swordsmanship on earth.


    Why do you have some understanding in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?


    Swish!


    Fang Xing''s sword light broke through the great momentum of heaven and earth, and then killed heavily on the "Immortal in Heaven". A crack immediately appeared on the body of the spiritual treasure flying sword, and a sad cry was heard.


    Gong Feiyun''s Nascent Soul immediately felt unstable and was penetrated by the rotten iron sword.


    The expression on his face was very strange, both incredible and relief: "Maybe... I was wrong... you are the real successor of the Sword Sect!"


    The little Nascent Soul smiled bitterly and exploded in an instant, turning into a light spot in the sky.


    The rich spiritual energy swept the whole audience.


    Then, a silver light flashed in the void, and the ghost baby from all things came out, holding a small silver banner in his hand.


    "I died, and my external incarnation dissipated...so have you won too?"


    Fang Xing took over the banner and murmured.


    Different from the second Nascent Soul who always wants to retaliate against the original deity.


    The righteous immortal cultivator has a great supernatural power that has transformed into a powerful body. Although his magic power is slightly inferior to the second Nascent Soul, he will never betray the deity.


    Even as soon as the original deity dies, the other external incarnations will disappear.


    …


    Yuanshen Sword Sect.


    Mountain gate.


    "Cover the sky, Wujing Mountain!"


    Fang Xing’s original palms came out at the same time and knocked away the quasi-fifth level corpse refining from afar.


    Then, a big flame palm fell from the sky.


    - Xianwu captured it in one go!


    The quasi-fifth-level female corpse struggled violently, but she could not struggle out of his palm no matter what.


    "After all, it''s not a real fifth-level corpse refining!"


    …


    The formation spirit glanced behind and was suddenly stunned: "Are you dead?"


    "It''s good to die... Although I cannot directly punish the Feixian lineage holding the Xuan Iron Sword Order due to the rules of the sect, I will always pay a price if I dare to betray the master..."


    His fingertips were like tying the strings of a piano, manipulating the flying sword of the spiritual treasures that filled the world.


    Swish!


    At this time, among the countless spiritual treasures, the three- and fifth-level soul flying swords suddenly moved!


    A flying sword with a simple shape and a dragon swallowed the mouth turned into a purple thunder and lightning, which suddenly pierced into the chest of the old demon Meng''s thousand-foot-foot-foot-foot-shaped demon!


    "hold head high!"


    The old demon Meng roared to the sky, waving the only remaining demon arm.


    His five arms have been slashed down one by one by the god-transforming monks such as Yu Tianzun, Divine Talisman, and Fairy Qin.


    "Please go on the road."


    Yu Tianzun raised the Jiuxuan Demon Slaying Sword high, and strange runes surrounded his body, slashing out with one sword!


    Boom!


    A pure white light column enveloped the old demon Meng.


    The thousand-foot demon body dissipated rapidly, and then the body of the old demon...


    "This time...you won."


    The demon Meng''s demon body continued to dissipate, and only a sound rippled back and forth in the void.


    In the end, it completely turned into nothingness, with only one Black Iron Sword order falling.


    "Huh? It''s not the original devil Meng, but the second soul?"


    The Divine Talisman was surprised: "Have you even hidden me?"


    "It''s a pity... only one second soul was killed."


    Zhen Ling cursed: "These old devils act cautiously."


    After he finished scolding, he glanced at Yu Tianzun and several gods with some suspicion.


    ‘These god-transforming monks, for the sake of ascension and unlimited lifespan, have very low bottom lines... No, they simply have no bottom lines... Therefore, they are completely untrustworthy. Maybe the leader of the righteous path''s lifespan is on the verge of his lifespan and will take the initiative to become a demon...''


    ‘This time, killing the old demon Meng was a bit too smooth…’


    The formation spirit is a little worried.


    "Group Spirit, now five Xuan Iron Sword Orders have been collected. I wonder if I can open the sword world?"


    As soon as Yu Tianzun''s spiritual consciousness moved, the Xuan Iron Sword Order flew into the hands of the formation spirit.


    "Of course...but you remember the agreement with me that you must kill that ancient demon!"


    The formation spirit spoke.


    "Of course... we all made a vow of the soul."


    The Divine Talisman and others nodded repeatedly.


    “Forget it.”


    The formation spirit waved his hand and a silver light flashed.


    When they appeared again, everyone had already arrived at the edge of a lake.


    Fang Xing''s immortal cultivator was also moved here, his face full of shock and doubt, and then ran behind the deity.


    "Huh? Where is Feiyun?"


    Yu Tianzun said in shock and anger, staring at Fang Xing''s immortal cultivator clone.


    "Oh... the heir of Feixian''s lineage and the heir of Jin Jian''s lineage went to a fair duel between the life and death stage, and then died."


    The formation spirit exclaimed and then said, "But according to the rules of the Yuanshen Sword Sect, this is reasonable. On the stage of life and death, both grudges will disappear."


    Yu Tianzun''s eyes swept over Fang Xing, and then looked at Fang Xing''s original deity: "Okay, very good...the formation spirit, you can start."


    ‘Hehe, I am worthy of being an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. My emotions are indifferent... Well, I seem to have lived longer than you, but I just... I don’t know if it’s considered alive...’


    The spirit of the formation heart was complaining, and with a slight wave, five black iron swords soared into the sky, combined in mid-air, and turned into a five-angle iron plate.


    Above the iron plate, a strong light suddenly burst out, turning into strange gold and silver seal scripts, sank into the void.


    Countless seal scripts condensed into the void, as if they were transformed into a door.


    The door slowly opened, allowing everyone to see countless strange flowers and plants, the island in the middle of the lake, and the giant bronze tripod...


    ?The third time is later


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    (This chapter ends)