Purple fire was blazing, and in the collapsed Tianxing Hall, a figure protected Fang Xuanzong, fighting and retreating.
The man was covered in blood, and the left hand holding the sword was shaking, but the right hand holding Fang Xuanzong was unusually firm.
The elder died in the battle, the master also fell, the Tianxing Sect was destroyed, and all the disciples were killed. The only ones left were the senior brother of the Tianxing Sect and the ten-year-old junior brother Fang Xuanzong.
But at this moment, they are also on the verge of death.
Behind, tens of thousands of demonic shadows are arrogant and arrogant, chasing after them!
Ahead, a ruined wall appeared, blocking their way.
"Zhao Moyun, you treacherous beasts, when your sect was at the end of its rope and you were hunted down and exterminated, who saved you and took you in, and who spoke up and stood up for you?
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The eldest brother's eyes were red and he glared fiercely at the people opposite him.
"Hehehehe, your Tianxing Sect is still so stupid! If you don't serve yourself, you will be destroyed by heaven and earth. As long as you can strengthen yourself, what does it mean to betray your faith?"
Zhao Moyun was dressed in black, with a golden mask on his face, and sneered:
"If you want to blame, I can only blame you Tianxing Sect for being too naive. There are thousands of sects and sects in all the worlds, who are not using any means to kill each other to strengthen themselves. Only you are still clinging to the old moral concepts. You are not ashamed to speak loudly.
What kind of benevolence, righteousness and virtue are they preaching?”
"The world of gods has collapsed, the three realms have fallen, and there is no more pure land in the world. Do you really think it is the peaceful and prosperous age before?"
Zhao Moyun sneered.
"In the final analysis, you are asking for this. If I don't deal with you, who will I deal with!"
"asshole!"
"Beast!"
After hearing Zhao Moyun's words, the senior brother and Fang Xuanzong were filled with resentment and excitement.
Why are there such beasts in the world who repay kindness with hatred? Not only are they not ashamed, but they are proud of it!
"No need to be polite to them, kill them! Our sect is newly established, so we can use them to sacrifice our swords!"
Zhao Moyun said nothing, waved his hand and said sternly.
There is no escape!
There is no way back!
"call out!"
The senior brother raised his hand and struck a sword, creating a small crack in the ruins.
"Junior brother, you must live! You are the most talented disciple of Tianxing Sect, and you have also awakened the top crown of light! As long as you live, you will be able to revive Tianxing Sect in the future!"
The eldest brother turned around resolutely, one man and one sword, and rushed towards the countless demonic figures, leaving only a resolute figure behind:
"Senior brother, take the first step!"
"No!"
Fang Xuanzong burst into tears. He tried his best to reach out and grab something, but all that was left was endless blank space.
asphyxia!
despair!
Fang Xuanzong grew up in the Tianxing Sect, and his parents were missing. In his heart, the sect was his home, and his master and fellow disciples were his family.
However, overnight, the Tianxing Sect was destroyed, his master died, all his brothers died, and even his most respected senior brother died to protect him...
"ah!"
The pain of losing everything made Fang Xuanzong grief-stricken and furious.
He hates, he hates that he is weak, he hates that he has no ability to change everything!
He clenched his fist fiercely and slammed it on the ground.
"ah!--"
At the same time, another scream suddenly sounded in Fang Xuanzong's ears:
"F*ck! Fang Xuanzong, you 'madman' is really sick again. I hope I don't eat you alive today!"
The voice was sharp and high-pitched, like thunder.
Fang Xuanzong suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the ground.
Surrounded by jagged rocks, barren vegetation, and not far away was a dead cold river, everything seemed so empty and desolate.
And beside him, stood a crane.
The crane is as tall as a person, its body is pure white, and it looks quite handsome. But at this moment, the crane's hair is standing on end, there is a big eye-catching bump on its head, its eyes are spitting fire, and it is extremely angry.
The words just now were obviously spoken by this crane.
"call."
Seeing this, Fang Xuanzong breathed a long sigh of relief and ignored the crane that could speak human words, but calmed down the throbbing caused by the bad news.
Ten years have passed since the destruction of Tianxing Gate.
The place where he is now is not the Tianxing Gate, but a forbidden area in the fairy world.
The Forbidden Land of Beiyuan!
This is one of the ten most forbidden areas in the Immortal Realm. It is located in the extreme north of the Immortal Realm and borders the demons.
It is said that there are extremely terrifying existences in the forbidden area, and all the immortals and demons who entered it have never come out.
There was even an Immortal King-level being who did not believe in evil and led one hundred thousand Immortal Sect disciples to break into it and wanted to occupy it and establish a sect. As a result, the sky above Beiyuan Forbidden Land was filled with blood and miserable howls echoed throughout the Immortal World.
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One hundred thousand disciples, including the Immortal King, no one survived!
After that, Beiyuan became a forbidden place, and no one dared to break into it anymore.
Fang Xuanzong only remembers what happened back then. In order to save him, his senior brother fought off tens of thousands of pursuers with one man and one sword. But how did he survive and why did he appear in the Beiyuan Forbidden Land? What happened in the middle? Fang Xuanzong
But I can't remember it.
His memory, starting from the resolute back of his senior brother, began to be lost, and there was a blank in the middle. The picture appeared again, and he woke up here.
——The missing part lasted for three years, as if someone had deliberately erased it.
During the seven years that Fang Xuanzong lived here, he would have nightmares every night, dreaming about the burning sect, dreaming about his fellow disciples who died tragically, and dreaming about the resolute figure of his senior brother...
Whenever he has nightmares, his body will also produce a stress response and become out of control... which is commonly known as "sleepwalking".
As for the screaming crane, it is an aborigine of this place. It has been found since Fang Xuanzong woke up seven years ago.
The first time he saw this crane that could speak human words, Fang Xuanzong was really intimidated by its handsome appearance and "elegant demeanor". However, after seven years of getting along with it, the crane had already "revealed its true nature" and knew everything about it.
One person and one crane gradually became good friends.
Of course, Xianhe also became the first "victim" of Fang Xuanzong's sleepwalking. From time to time, he would be woken up by Fang Xuanzong, who was sleepwalking, and would become furious.
In retaliation, Xianhe angrily called Fang Xuanzong "madman".
After calming down his throbbing mind, Fang Xuanzong came back to his senses, glanced at the crane, and sneered:
"Hey, big white goose, come if you can. You are no match for me now. Let's see whether you swallow me or I roast you today!"
"Hey! I have to teach you a lesson today!"
The white crane was obviously irritated. He flapped his wings, and a huge blue crane-shaped shadow hundreds of feet high rose into the sky, like a demon or a god. In an instant, the sky shook and the earth shook, the air flow surged, and the entire space shook violently, as if
I can't bear the power of this wing.
"I'm not afraid of you!"
Fang Xuanzong's eyes were focused, and he also showed a strong fighting spirit. The five fingers of his right hand formed a fist, like a black hole, sucking in a huge amount of immortal power and condensing it into a ball of white energy light, with purple lightning flashing.
The next moment, a man and a crane suddenly collided with each other, and suddenly - the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked!
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The fighting quickly subsided, and the surrounding valleys collapsed and shattered, the ground was crisscrossed with ravines, black smoke billowed, and everything was devastated.
One person and one crane looked embarrassed, panting, and both fell to the ground.
"Hoo! Hoo! You kid...when did you master Master's Purple Lightning Glazed Fist? Why didn't I know?"
The white crane lay on its back with its long beak opening and closing, and its voice was full of surprise.
"I just finished practicing it yesterday. I'm going to practice with you today. It seems that this punch is really powerful."
Fang Xuanzong's chest rose and fell, and he smiled casually.
"That's Master's technique, can it be weak..."
Xianhe rolled his eyes, whispered, and ignored this annoying boy.
In the past seven years, battles like this have happened many times. Although the battle was quite noisy, both sides were actually very measured and were not injured.
In this deserted and deserted valley, this kind of fighting can be considered a rare pastime.
After resting for a while, Fang Xuanzong quickly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and came to a cliff.
Unlike other cliffs with jagged rocks, this cliff is very flat and was obviously carved out by someone using sword energy. It is like a huge piece of rice paper, with countless ancient and powerful techniques engraved on it densely.
Fang Xuanzong's talent was astonishing since he was a child, and he was trained as a core disciple by the Tianxing Sect. Although he was young, he had read through most of the Tianxing Sect's exercises and was very knowledgeable.
But in Fang Xuanzong's opinion, the worst skill on the cliff is much stronger than the top skill of Tianxing Sect, and there are swordsmanship, internal skills, mental skills, methods to increase spiritual power... everything.
Every single skill above is enough to cause an uproar in the world. Even with Fang Xuanzong's talent, he has only learned three of them in the past seven years. The ones he used before
Purple Lightning Glazed Light Fist is one of them.
Although he only practiced three of the techniques, Fang Xuanzong already felt that he had benefited a lot.
With his current strength, he is probably no better than his senior brother back then.
——This is even if he doesn't use the light crown.
"It's a pity that I still don't know who the master of that big white goose is."
Fang Xuanzong sighed secretly.
The skills on this cliff are not completely natural, but were left by the owner of the crane a long time ago. But when Fang Xuanzong asked about the identity of its owner, the crane began to hesitate and couldn't tell.
If he continued to ask questions, Xianhe would get angry and fight with him. As time went by, Fang Xuanzong stopped asking questions.
I just wrote it down silently in my mind, thinking that I would investigate it again when I have the opportunity in the future.
After all, the strange words such as "f*ck" and "what the hell" in Xianhe's mouth also made Fang Xuanzong feel very strange.
Afterwards, Fang Xuanzong sat down cross-legged at his old place under the cliff, lowered his eyes, and a green barrier appeared on his body, and entered into meditation - this was the second technique he learned from the cliff.
In the state of meditation, Fang Xuanzong's whole body was emptied, his body was in harmony with the avenue, and he entered a state of emptiness, allowing Fang Xuanzong's mental and physical strength to reach their peak state in a very short period of time.
Moreover, after meditating after the battle, Fang Xuanzong was able to replay the previous battle scenes in his mind, and re-examine every detail of the previous battle from the perspective of a bystander, each other's movements, the use of energy, and even the invisible corners behind , every subtle expression on both sides is extremely clear.
After each meditation, Fang Xuanzong will correct his shortcomings, and his combat skills and strength will be significantly improved.
This is also the main reason why Fang Xuanzong often provokes and fights cranes.
But after so many years, Fang Xuanzong and Xianhe have fought hundreds or thousands of times. Even now, Fang Xuanzong can still get a lot of improvement from meditation after fighting Xianhe.
——There seems to always be a moderate gap between him and Xianhe.
I don't know how long it took, but after meditating, the green barrier disappeared into Fang Xuanzong's body. Fang Xuanzong opened his eyes, light burst out, and his aura was a little more powerful than before.
"You brat, you finally woke up. What are we going to do today? Are we going to the west to fight the black bear tyrant, or are we going to the south to find the three-headed dragon king's cave for dinner?"
The crane came to Fang Xuanzong's side at some point. When he saw Fang Xuanzong waking up, he immediately chattered non-stop and danced with his white wings, feeling very happy.
In this forbidden area of Beiyuan, Xianhe and Fang Xuanzong are not the only ones who exist. On the contrary, there are several "neighbors" beside them, who are also the targets of Fang Xuanzong's challenge.
In the past few years, all parties have used to be in harmony with each other, but now "a small fight every three days, and a big fight every five days", the originally quiet and deserted Beiyuan Forbidden Land has become much more lively.
"No, big white goose."
However, Fang Xuanzong shook his head this time. He looked at the thunderclouds rolling over the Beiyuan Forbidden Land. He recalled the words of his senior brother before his death in his mind, his voice was plain but firm:
"It's been seven years. I have to leave here and do what I should do."