Buzzing!
The spatial fluctuations kept shaking and trembling, and Zhuo Fan's aura became more and more violent. The entire sky was surging, and the wind was violent. The waves in the sea are even more ups and downs, beating the shore one after another, restless, as if something is raging and tumbling over the sea.
Only where Zhuo Fan was, it was still calm, without a trace of ripples. However, this calmness is filled with oppressive anger, as if once this repression is released, it will be the eruption of a volcano, the collapse of the heavens and the earth, and the destruction of the heavens and the earth!
Roar!
Suddenly, Zhuo Fan's body shook, and suddenly he roared up to the sky, and the sound shook the sky, and rushed into the sky. There was a trembling tremor throughout the sky. Immediately afterwards, a gurgling black air current gushes out from above the nine heavens, as if lava is rushing, swallowing everything, but in the blink of an eye, it covers the sky and the sun, covering the entire sky of thousands of miles.
However, after a short while, the sky of daylight has all turned into pitch black, and you can't see your fingers.
This is the majesty of heaven and earth caused by Zhuo Fan's return to the original realm, demonizing the space!
But it was not over yet, I saw Zhuo Fan's body shook again, but he heard monstrous dragons ringing one after another. In that dark space, for some reason, tens of thousands of pitch-black dragons suddenly appeared, spreading their teeth and dancing claws, flying between the sky and the earth. Every tail wobble, every swept body, can cause the sky to tremble and tremble in all directions. .
As if these tens of thousands of black dragons came, it was God's punishment to the world, and it was like destroying the world.
This is the abnormal change that Zhuo Fan's dual spirits caused when they returned to the original realm, the dragon battle for nine days!
The strongest beast soul, the Heavenly Dragon Soul, immediately built its own dragon nest in this demonized space. The dragon is the king of beasts and the ancestor of fierce beasts. Once anything enters this dragon's nest, it will be torn to pieces by these ten thousand evil dragons, and there is no room to escape. He was one with Dan Qingsheng's sword and dragon, but he couldn't talk about it at all.
Dan Qing gave birth to the dragon-slashing energy, at best it was to strengthen the spirit weapon, you can't fight it, can't you hide it? But Zhuo Fan's Lair of the Devil Dragon is a real meat grinder. This is the combination of Domain Soul and Dragon Soul, and its power is naturally even more incomparable.
But is this over? of course not!
Dan Qingsheng’s power comes from the sword and the dragon. Zhuo Fan’s original power comes from the domain and the dragon, but now he also has a sword in his heart, so he...
Ding Ding Ding...
The whispering sounded continuously, and the magic sword felt that the strength in Zhuo Fan's body was increasing at a speed of geometric multiples, and could not help but tremble with excitement. Then with a touch, he instantly separated from the ice and flew straight to Jiu Tian.
And at this moment, the entire dark sky was also boiling. The thick black fog rushed straight towards the magic sword, and the black dragon roaring wildly, like a thousand dragons returning home, rushed towards the magic sword.
It was just that in an instant, all the dark power was wrapped around the sword body of the magic sword, and it gradually expanded to become a hundred feet long, great sword. It's just that horrible aura that made this entire North Sea enchantment tremble uncontrollably.
Roar!
With an angry cry from the sky again, Zhuo Fan also shook his body. With a touch, the flying commander got up and headed towards the sky, with one hand firmly grasping the hilt of the sword.
boom!
It was as if a tornado finally unfolded a powerful air current. Just at this breath, the black clouds surrounding the sword suddenly exploded, like locusts, flying in all directions so steeply, the powerful black sword gangs are also hidden. Among them, with an incredible density, it completely shattered everything it went through into slag. Even in the enchantment space, with the cracks in Karakala, there is a feeling of desire to collapse.
Only that Zhuo Fan held the demon sword in his hand, standing in the center, like hell Shura, splitting the sky and the earth, quietly. And everything around him has been swallowed by darkness, and disappeared into nothingness under the endless sword gang!
call!
When everything calms down, the cold wind blows, and the sky once again shows bright sunshine. Zhuo Fan held the magic sword in his hand and slowly fell, but he could never find an ice layer to stand on.
Because just now, all his surroundings had been broken into icicles and merged into the sea.
You know, these ice peaks can be said to have been condensed by the power of Fengtianhaiao's heaven, and the invincible sword sovereign back then could not be destroyed by the sky-splitting sword. But now, under this endless black sword gang, it was cut into slag, and the gap in it was really not to be calculated.
At this time, Zhuo Fan has clearly surpassed the Undefeated Sword Master, at least he was a hundred years ago...
"Boy, you are going to die!"
thump!
Suddenly, with a loud curse, a huge head with one eye missing suddenly rushed up from the depths of the seabed, roaring again and again: "Dragon Soul plus Nine Nether Realm, plus Sword Emperor's four kinds of swordsmanship. And, your boy, this is going to shake the sky! There is no room for you anymore, let's get out of here, and see what kind of mess you made the old man here? Humph!"
The corner of his mouth turned slightly, Zhuo Fan looked at Hai Ao, bowed deeply, and sighed: "Senior Hai Ao, thank you for your hundred years of guidance. Otherwise, I really can't find a way to understand these four kinds of swordsmanship! "
"Come on, the old man is just revealing to you the sword emperor's experience in sword repairing. Whether you can persist in it is in yourself and not in the old man. Moreover, the old man also wants to see that these four swords can be one, four kinds of swordsmanship. , Can it also be compatible? It’s just an experiment, not to help you, don’t be passionate!"
With a grinning smile, Zhuo Fan nodded clearly: "Okay, the younger generation understands, but the younger generation has been repairing swords here over the past hundred years, so I will disturb you. If you leave this time, I am afraid that you will not come back again. Senior take care!"
"Well, do you really want to leave?"
A trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but soon Hai Ao exhaled and nodded his head: "Yes, it's time for you to go. Even if you don't work hard with others, you have to find that little girl. At least... you want it. Get that thing back!"
With a serious expression, Zhuo Fan nodded slightly, unconsciously a little dignified.
Emperor-level avenue, only the emperor-level master can condense successfully, the owner will live the same life, immortal. No matter who put it in his body at the beginning, now when he is on Qingcheng, he has no reluctance to give up.
But Qing was not guilty, and he was guilty of it. Such a treasure is in the body, if someone finds it, she will definitely be coveted, and she must never be let her become the prey of others!
Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan bowed again, his expression solemn: "Senior, let's go now, goodbye!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan had already left without looking back, leaving only Hai Ao looking at his fading back, his eyes were stunned: "Hey, this human kid is gone, he suddenly feels so boring, I want to stop looking. A human being to accompany? But, in the world, who can have this kid interesting? So annoying..."
Hum!
The space fluctuated, and Zhuo Fan came out of the Haiao enchantment. In front of him, there were two figures standing respectfully, it was the ancient tee and Que'er. Seeing Zhuo Fan coming out, the two were overjoyed, Queer hurriedly said: "Congratulations father, successful breakthrough and return to Yuan!"
"Hey, now my father is Tianxuan Yizhong? Then the strength is Guiyuan..." With confusion in front of him, Gu Santong asked.
After pondering a little, and feeling his own strength, Zhuo Fan faintly said: "Guiyuan Seventh Layer!"
"Seven-fold? Are you breaking through seven-fold?"
"It's nothing, because I have been comprehending kendo and my father's cultivation base has been accumulated for hundreds of years, and I haven't made a breakthrough. This time I have accumulated a lot. Besides, there is also the effect of kendo comprehension. It's just that the cultivation base has a little retreat!"
With a helpless sigh, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "I always feel that the avenue that the ancient ten emperors have been pursuing is not far away, but in the place of origin. Therefore, this true formula is really wonderful. Although it is a heart-cultivation, it is more intimate. The essence of Tao!"
"Then this is really ironic. The highest technique that those great figures have been pursuing, unexpectedly appeared in the hands of ordinary people?"
"Perhaps it is because of the ordinary that is the most natural way!"
Hearing Que'er's ridicule, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but sighed: "It's just that some people have gone too far and have forgotten the way they were before, so they can only go further and further!"
Hearing this, the two of them were confused and obviously did not understand. Zhuo Fan himself was also hazy, he just had a feeling that if he wanted to prove it, he could only keep practicing.
But these are all things to do. Now the most important thing is to complete the road to heaven.
Ever since, Zhuo Fan glanced at the two of them and asked, "How well is the plan going?"
"Everything is as my father expected!"
"Okay, then let's take a trip to Sword Star Emperor and finish the final battle for the father in the Fan Rank!"
Ding!
A pitch-black long sword pointed forward, the corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth curled up, his face was full of endless fighting spirit!
The lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Dark Night Demon Lord, finally showed the fangs of counterattack to Jian Xing...
At the same time, in the Sword Star Emperor’s capital, all the great heroes who have unified the four states have arrived. The first ones are Xizhou Qinse Sword King and the Luo family, followed by Dongzhou Shangguan Feiyun and others, and then Nanzhou and Beizhou arrived in batches. Dan Qingsheng and Jiu Jianxian were three days late before they could arrive.
"Oh, sorry, sorry for being late, hahaha..."
"Forgive forgiveness..."
Holding fists to everyone and sloppy eyes, Dan Qingsheng and Jiu Jianxian came to the imperial palace hall. Baili Jingwei glanced at them obliquely, and chuckled: "The Dragon Sword King and the Jiu Jianxian, why are they late?"
"The old drunkard found someone's good wine, Lord Prime Minister, you know, hahaha..." Before the Jiujianxian could speak, Baili Yuyun was already sneered.
Jiu Jianxian glared at him fiercely, and then smiled at everyone in a naive manner, noncommittal.
Nodding slightly, Baili Jingwei also knows his temper, so he no longer thinks too much, just looks at Dan Qingsheng and said: "Dragon Sword King, what about you, why are you delaying?"
"The old man found a person in Nanzhou, so he invited him here, so there was a delay. Don't blame the Prime Minister!" Dan Qingsheng smiled indifferently, nodding slightly.
With a raised eyebrow, Baili Jingwei asked suspiciously: "Who? Let the Dragon Slashing Sword King do it himself? It's not the Murong family's worship!"
"Of course not, fighting against those old guys, three days is not enough, let alone the time for tracing, hehehe..."
"That's..." frowned slightly, doubts flashed in Baili Jingwei's eyes...