As the leader of the Ancient Xingchen Sect, Gu Fanxing's mind is naturally unfathomable and cautious.

He knew better than anyone else how uproar this decision of the Wanjian Pavilion would cause. This incident would spread throughout the Northern Wilderness and attract the scorching eyes of hundreds of millions of warriors.

But he had to make this choice!

On the black scroll, not only is the protection formation on which the ancient Star Sect relies for survival, but also records all the disadvantages of the protection formation and many ways to deal with the protection formation.

If the black scroll says it is true, then at this moment, Wanjian Pavilion has the ability to easily break through the Holy Star City. If it takes a while, Wanjian Pavilion can even destroy the Ancient Star Sect.

This is related to the thousands of years of inheritance of the Ancient Xingchen Sect, so Gu Fanxing has to care about it.

He really didn't know who theft was the burglar. He only knew that the burglars ignored the major spiritual arrays and avoided everyone's investigation. More importantly, the timing of his actions was very clever.

All the doubts stacked together, Fan Wujie became the first target of suspicion. If he did not take action at this time, the Ancient Star Sect would be completely in chaos and would be in panic all day long.

Therefore, Gu Fanxing finally made up his mind to assemble for three days, and his troops were sent to Wanjian Pavilion. With his powerful and domineering power, he personally climbed to Wanjian Pavilion to verify the truth of everything and no longer make random guesses.

Gu Fanxing's thoughts, that is, the thoughts of everyone. When they heard this, they focused their attention. A raging fire of anger flashed in their eyes. They immediately turned around and rushed to the major cities.

At this moment, the chaotic scene that enveloped the Holy Star City finally disappeared, but replaced it with a fiery and solemn state, everyone was a soldier and formed a formation step by step

Chu Xingyun did not personally investigate what happened in the Holy Star City, but he, who was far away in the remote courtyard, had already expected the development trend of the situation.

Starting from his guidance of Fan Wujie from the Holy Star City, the appearance of the black scroll, the death of Chang Chixiao and Qin Qiumo, and the stealing of the Star Treasure House, everything is under his control.

These are like strategies, forming a chess game, and Chu Xingyun is the only chess player.

Whether it is the Ancient Xingchen Sect or Wanjian Pavilion, they are just his chess pieces.

At this time, inside the Stone of Reincarnation.

Chu Xingyun sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, as if he had entered meditation. In front of him, there were countless cultivation resources, numerous, stacked like a hill.

These cultivation resources were naturally stolen from the treasure house of stars. Each object is a rare treasure. Stacked here, the fluctuations of spiritual power emitted are as vast and magnificent as tides.

In addition to these cultivation resources, the huge black hole heavy sword in the void is also quietly floating.

On the dark sword, strange inscriptions appeared. These inscriptions exuded demonic energy, as if they had life, squirming wildly, and greedily devouring the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the void.

Condensation! Suddenly, Chu Xingyun opened his eyes and shouted softly. On the black hole heavy sword, the inscriptions squirmed even more violently. The terrifying demonic aura soared into the sky and finally turned into a pitch-black vortex.

In the center of the vortex, there was a strange halo. In the halo, endless suction power was released, swallowing up the cultivation resources like a hill.

In an instant, crackling sounds sounded. After the cultivation resources were swallowed, a mysterious force immediately emerged in the halo. This force was not nothing, floating up and down like liquid, constantly squirming.

What a strange power, it is not in the five elements, nor in the world. When Chu Xingyun saw this mysterious power, he couldn't help but sigh. He stood up, waved his palm, and two illusory figures emerged in the void.

These two illusory figures were forcibly drawn from the two of them after Chu Xingyun killed Chang Chixiao and Qin Qiumo, and used the power of the black hole heavy sword. They were their souls.

On that day, in order to rescue Shui Liuxiang as soon as possible, Chu Xingyun entered the interior of the black hole heavy sword alone and contacted the black hole, and did not hesitate to enter the devil at the cost of becoming a demon in exchange for powerful power.

Some of Chu Xingyun's minds have been integrated into the black hole. At the same time, he has also gained strength from the black hole and obtained many secrets.

Among these secrets, there is a method recorded.

The Dharma says that by taking the soul of a strong Yin and Yang into the depths of a black hole and investing a large number of cultivation resources, you can condense a black hole sword slave, immortal, without spirit or consciousness, and be the most loyal battle puppet.

At this moment, what Chu Xingyun did was trying to condense the sword slave!

Buzz!

The spiritual power bloomed, wrapped around Chang Chixiao's soul, turned into a violent wind, and suddenly penetrated into the depths of the black hole and merged with the mysterious power.

Suddenly, the dark vortex began to spin wildly. In the halo, mysterious inscriptions overflowed, like chains, entangling Chang Chixiao's soul, and making an extremely shrill wailing sound.

This wailing sound came from Chang Chixiao's soul.

If you look around at this moment, you will clearly see that the illusory figure was revealing Chang Chixiao's facial features, but the face was extremely ferocious, as if it was suffering endless pain, which made people feel creepy.

Chu Xingyun stood in front of the vortex, staring at the front with his eyes, imprinting his hideous and painful facial features into his eyes, without a trace of turmoil, but only indifference and a strong sense of coldness.

A rumbling sound rang out, and soon the wailing sound completely disappeared. Chang Chixiao's soul had completely merged into the mysterious power. The dark light surged, and an indescribable terrifying force surged out from it.

Chu Xingyun witnessed the occurrence of this scene. When the power surged, he immediately stepped back. Then, deafening sounds sounded, accompanied by the violent wind that was rushing wildly.

Failed? At this moment, a trace of discourage immediately emerged from Chu Xingyun's face, and his dark eyes looked forward. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, a smile of satisfaction slowly emerged.

I saw a dark figure appearing in the void ahead.

The figure was a middle-aged man wearing dark light armor, with his waist and a sword in his waist and a straight back, like a mysterious sword, giving people a confusing and mysterious feeling.

As for his face, it was exactly the same as Chang Chixiao. The only difference was that his eyes were very empty and he could not feel the vitality of human beings at all.

The dark figure turned his head, as if he was adapting to the environment here. When he saw Chu Xingyun, his figure suddenly disappeared, turned into a black stream of light, and landed in front of Chu Xingyun.

He knelt down on one knee, buried his head deeply, and said in an extremely respectful tone: Sword slave, listen to the master's order!
Chapter completed!