Seeing this, I cut. This sword is three feet and two inches long. It is a long metal sword with a golden color. The blade is straight and not bent, showing a majestic momentum. It seems to be emitting endless cold air. In front of this sword, everything can be cut.
!
Fang Ning let out a long breath silently and focused all his spiritual beliefs on this sword. Suddenly, endless light gathered on this sword!
This eighth-level divine sword is a transformation. The metal sword gradually turns into a ray of light!
This light was so crystal clear that it looked like it was not a sword at all, but a ray of light, floating in front of Fang Ning!
It's so sharp, that kind of edge with a cold light that makes millions of living beings feel uneasy from the bottom of their hearts. That sharp edge has even hurt Fang Ning himself!
An aura of killing all the people in the world rushed towards him, and a wild evil spirit that regarded all living beings as ants rose into the sky. On the back of the sword were written three murderous bloody grasses, Wuliang Feng.
This is a real ninth-level divine sword. It is no longer the divine sword that was promoted by the original supreme. Looking at this divine sword, Fang Ning held it in his hand and started to dance!
As Fang Ning danced, the sword light flew, and wherever it went, everything stood upright and was indestructible. Fang Ning couldn't help but shout!
The sound shook the world, and Fang Ning was extremely happy.
With the emergence of Wuliangfeng, Fang Ning's original supreme can fuse with an eighth-level divine sword and turn it into a ninth-level divine sword. In this way, Fang Ning can have two ninth-level divine swords, and his strength will skyrocket.
Fang Ning took a deep breath and started walking, feeling the changes in himself entering the realm of immortality. After careful calculation, it has been twenty-seven years since he entered the nightmare wasteland, and thirty-seven years since he arrived in the original universe. Yan Xuejun has already left.
Thirty-five years!
In one hundred and sixty-five years, I must enter the realm of immortality!
I must let Xuejun return and see that her husband is no worse than others, a real man who stands upright!
Immortal, immortal. I must enter the realm of immortality!
Fang Ning ran quickly on the ground, feeling the power in his body while running.
In the realm of immortality, you can control the power of heaven and earth. Unless your consumption exceeds the limit of power, there will never be a time when you wither. Under this power, Fang Ning's body recovery ability, flight speed, and control power are all great.
An increase in magnitude.
Running wildly all the way, Fang Ning rushed thousands of miles away. He took a long breath, calmed down slowly, and sat on a big rock. He took out the contact jade talisman given to him by Invincible Ai Xi, and prepared to activate it to let Invincible
Essie came over early to take him away.
Fang Ning's cultivation here is meaningless, all goals have been achieved, and it's time to leave.
Fang Ning slowly activated the jade talisman, and suddenly the jade talisman turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the horizon instantly. Fang Ning looked at it, wondering whether Ai Xi in the distant universe could receive it!
This waiting process was long. After about an hour, a little light fell. In this light, there was a thought from Ashe:
"Wait a minute, I still have things to deal with. Three years, give me three years. I will pick it up in three years..."
The subsequent news was gone. Along with the spiritual thoughts, there was also an incomparable fighting spirit. Fang Ning could feel that in the process of distraction, Ai Xi was fighting, fighting desperately. Blood splattered and the earth collapsed. Why didn't in the end,
Because Ai Xi spoke, he was hit by a trick. He didn't even have time to say the words "you" after that, and the message was interrupted.
Fang Ning let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that Ai Xi would not be able to come. He would have to wait here for three years and practice for three years!
Just three years. Fang Ning was not depressed. He began to sit down and practice. After entering the realm of immortality, everything was completely new. His swordsmanship in the Dongxuan realm was all behind and he needed a new round.
Only by understanding and studying can you adapt to your current self.
When Fang Jingping calmed down, the first thing he did was to sink into his own divine space and feel everything in his divine space.
You don’t know if you don’t enter, but you’ll be shocked as soon as you enter. The divine space in Fang Ning’s body suddenly disappears!
Fang Ning was stunned, why was it gone? Looking carefully, he actually did not disappear, but no longer existed in Fang Ning's body. Astonishingly, this divine self space had moved to Fang Ning's dimensional continent.
I don’t know when it started. That Yuan Continent was Fang Ning’s divine self space.
I saw that in the Yuan Continent this time, there was a divine sword in the middle. It was the tenth-level divine sword Doomsday Blade owned by Fang Ning. It had been merged with the sword intention left by the old man Jian. It was located in the Yuan Continent this time.
In the very center, hanging high in the sky!
In the west, a huge Buddha statue stands proudly in the sky and the earth. This is no longer a virtual image, but a pharmacist's glazed image carved from a huge stone rising from the earth. This dharma image is the True Body Eternal Sutra in the fifty-five holy scriptures!
In the east, a ball of light is suspended in the air. The light is constantly changing, like the sun, moon and stars. It is the essence of the nine thoughts of divine power in the fifty-five holy scriptures!
In the south, a group of red sand forms a desert. The wild sand flying in the desert is the red sand of the fifty-five holy scriptures!
They were located in Fang Ning's dimensional continent, and each showed strange phenomena. Fang Ning let out a sigh of relief when he saw them.
Then Fang Ning went straight to the red sand desert. At that time, the red sand was gone, and he killed the strong man who pretended to be him and left behind the treasure.
Arriving at the edge of the desert, Fang Ning felt it carefully. To Fang Ning's expectation, this red sand was definitely different from the other two fifty-five sacred scriptures. Understanding them all depended on luck. Only a slight understanding of this red sand could...
A whole set of cultivation methods emerged.
This set of exercises is more like formations than exercises. At first, you use your own essence and soul to condense a piece of red sand. As long as the red sand is condensed, you have completed the first level of cultivation.
become
This red sand can turn into thousands of soldiers, fly sand to hit people, be indestructible, ferocious and terrifying. At the same time, it can absorb all powers, refine wind when it meets the wind, melt water when it meets the water, absorb fire when it meets the fire, and sink into the ground when it meets the earth!
Then use this red sand to absorb all power, such as the vitality of heaven, the flesh and blood of enemies, and the nature of all things. Everything can be absorbed. From this, one red sand splits into two, which means entering the second level!
Then it will split into four, ten, a hundred, countless, and finally the sky will be filled with red sand, and the road will be completed!
Each of these red sands is the essence of the cultivator. As long as one of them is immortal, the cultivator will be immortal. At the same time, with the help of these red sands, various large formations can be set up.
A handful of red sand has endless ways, and the universe of all things is mysterious and mysterious. Only when there is a single place that encompasses all phenomena, can we know that there is magic in the heaven and earth.
The flying red sand looks like red sand, and is covered with a sharp knife. It doesn't know the sky above, the earth below, and the people in the middle. It rushes into this sand, where wind and thunder are coming, and the flying sand hurts people, and their bones are immediately turned into powder. Even if there are
The Immortal Supreme One can no longer escape from this.
Fang Ning looked at it carefully, and it can be said that it has endless uses!
But there is also a difficulty, that is, this red sand is too powerful and can absorb all things. Countless cultivators have used this sand, and the more they use it, the more excited they are. In the end, they forget everything and devote themselves to worshiping this sand. Gradually, people and sand are indistinguishable.
It was absorbed by this sand and turned into a canopy of red sand, dissipating between heaven and earth!
This is the shortcoming of the magical skills of the demon clan. The magical skills of the demon clan are simple to practice and powerful. Once you learn them, you can become powerful quickly. However, there are huge dangers hidden in them. If you are not careful, you will go crazy and your whole life's hard work will be completely dissipated.
Fang Ning looked at this and couldn't help but hesitate for a moment whether he should learn it or not. It was not that he was afraid of going too far and becoming a demon. This Red Sand Jue was one of the ten sacred scriptures of the demon clan. After learning it, would it affect him?
But Fang Ning immediately made up his mind to study, he must study!
There is the Lord Jin Guang in front of me who has practiced Jin Guang Jue and has already flown to high latitudes. He can do it, why can’t I?
As soon as the thought came up, in an instant, the Hongsha Jue shot out a little brilliance, went straight to Fang Ning, and hit Fang Ning in an instant. The learning of this Hongsha Jue is as simple as a dozen of Hongsha!
If you have the potential to learn it, you will naturally condense it into your red sand. If you don't have the potential and cannot condense the red sand, hehe, there is no need to learn it. You can refine it yourself, turn it into pus, and die on the spot!
Fang Ning was hit by this bit of red sand, and his whole body immediately felt like it was invaded by windy sand. The red sand refined Fang Ning bit by bit, but this was too trivial for Fang Ning. Fang Ning's body was as strong as it could be, even if it was long.
It would take three years for him to undergo biochemical transformation, but refining this red sand would be no problem for him!
In the blink of an eye, a little red sand rose up in front of Fang Ning's eyes. This was the red sand that belonged to Fang Ning. Looking at the red sand, it was a strange sand grain in the shape of thirteen diamond pillars, about the size of a grain of rice, suspended in the square.
Ning's eyes were filled with endless red light.
The place where the red light shined immediately seemed to have turned into a desert. It was just a small piece of red sand, but it had such power.
Fang Ning silently poured his power of heaven and earth into the red sand. With the injection of mana, the red sand gradually turned into two pieces with a clear sound, and then continued to decompose, and the two pieces turned into four.
Four became eight, and eight became sixteen!
It was so easy. What was difficult for others to cultivate was extremely easy for Fang Ning. In the blink of an eye, the red sand turned into a thousand and one pieces. Fang Ning smiled, it was really strong!
At this moment, when Fang Ning was on the Yuan Continent, that group of spiritual power moved. In an instant, a cold light shot out and shot into the red sand of Fang Ning!
Click, click! Fang Ning's thousand and one red sands began to evolve, and they began to devour each other. In the blink of an eye, from one thousand and one, they turned into five hundred, then into two hundred, and finally in front of Fang Ning's eyes
, there is only one left!
Fang Ning was stunned, what does this mean?
Suddenly he understood that this was the spiritual power of the fifty-five sacred scriptures, which had refined the red sand technique he had cultivated. Originally, a thousand and one red sands could be born, but they were integrated into one.
, this power has increased a thousand times compared to before.
Fang Ning nodded, okay, okay, okay, in that case, let's continue refining and see how far this sand can reach!
Then Fang Ning kept pouring his magic power into the sand, and the red sand condensed little by little, evolved little by little, and became hardened little by little. {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com Thank you for your support, all book friends.