"Uh..." Shenxiu shrank his neck and turned his head to the big white cocoon. He sighed and said: "Brother Zhao, Brother Xiu, I am really depressed. I just stepped into the realm of supreme domination and thought about returning to my home world. I’m having a fight with you, I didn’t expect something like this to happen.”
After he worshiped the Supreme King as his teacher, he never slacked off for a moment. After all, as a close friend of life and death, the post-90 Tianshi Master's achievements became more and more dazzling. It was enough to leave him behind and eat ashes. Therefore, these things of his After years of hard work, we finally knocked on the door of Supreme.
He excitedly returned to the Hunyuan World of Butterfly, but found out through Zhao Xiaodai that Zhao Fan had actually gone to the Hunyuan God Realm, looking like he was going to fight for his life!
Shenxiu was shocked and immediately used the methods passed down by his master without stopping, following Zhao Fan's trajectory to the Mi Feng Hunyuan World, then into the Forbidden Prison, and then to the Black Wind Cave in front of him. When he opened the gate of the world, he used secret techniques to see what happened here.
Shenxiu’s intuition cannot be brought to the Hunyuan God Realm, absolutely not!
Fortunately, it was successfully stopped!
Shenxiu sighed again, "Brother Zhao... the person you once desperately wanted to protect, now wants to kill you more than anyone else!"
The goddess not far away frowned and said, "That's long-winded."
Immediately, a streak of gray light appeared on her fingertips and fell on Shenxiu's mouth.
"Uh! Uh...uhhh!"
Shenxiu bared his teeth and claws, but he couldn't speak any more.
"Bao Dao, I can't even talk to Brother Zhao!"
Shenxiu said via voice transmission.
Then, he discovered that the sound transmission was cut off.
"I don't know what's going on inside the big white cocoon." Shenxiu started to mentally activate helplessly. He stared at the big white cocoon and thought to himself: "You have always been blessed with good fortune, and you will recover, right?"
Just like that, a bald head, a cold face like an iceberg, and a big white cocoon floated quietly in the void.
…
At the same time, inside the big white cocoon.
The vitality contained in the toes inside the boots is like a flickering candle that may be extinguished at any time.
As for Zhao Fan's Supreme Vein and Sword Vein, when his body was destroyed, they kept changing their positions and finally transferred to it.
The emperor's name sealed on the boot collar suddenly vibrated, and a piece of rust fell off and entered the inside of the boot, until it gradually melted after contacting Zhao Fan's remaining flesh and blood.
Then!
Starting from that toe, Zhao Fan, who suffered unprecedented heavy injuries, recovered his body and soul at an extremely fast speed.
Less than a breath.
It’s as good as ever!
Zhao Fan was a little confused at first, but after a while, he came back to his senses, "I didn't fall? Even so, I would have fallen into a deep sleep after being severely injured. Now besides being weak, I don't have any injuries... Huh? Where is this place?"
He looked around and saw that he was in a white sealed space. The lines on the inner wall looked like a large cocoon condensed with countless threads.
On Cocoon's body, Zhao Fan sensed a familiar wave, which was Emperor Ming's sword breath!
The so-called sword breath is the unique fluctuation of the weapon after it has generated spirituality, just like breathing.
Zhao Fan lowered his head and looked at the broken knife suspended next to his palm, "Did you save me?"
Di Ming moved slightly, as if he was nodding in response.
"Is this still in the Black Wind Cave?" Zhao Fan asked.
The emperor's name moved again.
"The powerful men in the Hunyuan God Realm should be guarding outside." Zhao Fan said thoughtfully: "It seems that we can't escape this time. Even if the other party can't do anything to the cocoon of sword breath you condensed, It will cut off the entire space and bring it back to the Hunyuan God Realm."
Emperor Ming shook his head after hearing this.
"oh?"
Zhao Fan looked at it without knowing why. Immediately, a curtain of light condensed above the emperor's name, synchronizing with the real-time image outside the white cocoon. The first thing that caught his sight was his former wife, now the goddess. He smiled bitterly, His eyes looked at the bald head in astonishment, "Shenxiu? Why is he here? Isn't he cultivating with the Supreme King? And the Ultimate Emperor, the Lord Zirao, and the nine Grand Dukes are not here, leaving only Qianqian, staring motionlessly. The white cocoon is breathed out with the knife. Could it be that Shenxiu stopped him?"
Although Zhao Fan didn't know how Shenxiu did it, he was extremely moved and warmed his originally shocked heart.
Then, Zhao Fan fell into deep thought and analyzed the situation outside.
Zhao Fan's guess was almost the same as the truth. Shenxiu stopped him, but the goddess would not let the former leave with the big white cocoon, because the ultimate soil and her natal mark were both on her body. Both parties are waiting for themselves to recover and show up, and they can leave alive by returning those two things.
Just at this time.
Di Ming gently touched Zhao Fan's arm with the blade of the sword.
Zhao Fan asked doubtfully: "What do you think?"
A ray of light burst out from his body and settled next to the emperor's name.
""Eternal Scroll"?"
After Zhao Fan saw what it was, he couldn't help but said: "You want me to enter it and practice? It's useless... I can't stand firm on the fifth step of the sword ladder by standing still and working behind closed doors. of."
Emperor Ming's sword shook, denying the former's words.
"Is there another mystery?"
Zhao Fan, who was confused, entered the space on the first page of "Eternal Relics" with a thought.
The knife ladder floats there as always.
Zhao Fan grinned like a conditioned reflex. The ordinary-looking ladder made him shed a lot of blood.
next moment.
A rusty broken knife floated above the knife ladder.
Emperor Ming actually followed in. This was an unprecedented scene.
Zhao Fan looked at the broken knife quietly.
The broken knife seemed to have drunk too much, twisting and shaking constantly.
At the same time, pieces of dull rust fell off and floated in front of Zhao Fan.
Until the tenth piece of rust arrives.
Di Ming stopped, rushed over Zhao Fan, pointed the broken blade at the rust stains, and then pointed at Zhao Fan's lips.
"You mean...let me eat them?"
Zhao Fan asked in a daze.
The emperor's name clicked on the blade.
"Anyway, there is no other way to deal with being trapped here, and the emperor's name releases the sword breath and condenses it into a cocoon. Even the goddess and the ultimate emperor can't do anything for a while. Now it must have its reason for doing so."
Zhao Fan directly reached out and grabbed the rust, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed ten pieces of rust in the blink of an eye.
"And after that?"
Zhao Fan looked at Di Ming expectantly, but before he could respond, his expression suddenly changed, and his body turned into a shrimp and rolled in the void.
The sudden pain in his abdomen made him feel like he was on the verge of death!
"ah……"
Zhao Fan couldn't help but take a breath, forced out a smile and said: "Emperor Ming, you think I have insulted you, so you want me to end myself in this way?"
The emperor's sword slapped him on the head, as if he was wronged in protest.
"Huh? My sword pulse!"
At this moment, Zhao Fan noticed the changes in his body. The sword veins increased sharply. Not only that, he tried to focus on his sword path, and he actually made a substantial leap!
The most direct effect is that with the same technique as before, and all conditions being the same, the power can be increased by seven times, reaching a combat power close to sixty times...
Now Zhao Fan has absolute confidence that he can stand unmoving on the fifth step of the sword ladder!
When the knife pulse stopped increasing, the pain in the abdomen disappeared.
Zhao Fan looked at the broken sword beside him in surprise, "Can swallowing your rust improve the skill of the sword?"
He then joked: "Haha, come on, get some more so I can try them. Maybe I can rush from the first page to the fifth page in a flash."
However, the emperor's name fell on his arm as if it had languished.
Zhao Fan subconsciously looked at the places where rust had fallen off in the blade. They did not appear as shiny as he imagined, but looked like corroded pits, with the edge of the pit turning into dregs. With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this was a rusty spot. Damage that can never be repaired.
"this……"
Zhao Fan asked with frightened eyes: "Rust is not a burden to you, but is extremely important?"
Emperor Ming moved slightly.
You can improve your sword skills on your own, but you only have one emperor's name, and you can't get it again if you lose it!
Zhao Fan immediately shattered the idea in his mind of improving his sword skills through this shortcut. He valued love and morality the most.
The Emperor's name has followed the Eternal Emperor, and now he has chosen himself. As the only Eternal Emperor's soldier, even if he is broken, it is tantamount to surrendering.
But he didn't dislike Zhao Fan, and even formed a cocoon to protect him at the critical moment!
At present, he takes the initiative to shed the rust at any cost and improve Zhao Fan's sword skills...
"Good brother, you should rest first."
As soon as Zhao Fan finished speaking, he stroked Di Ming's sword blade for a moment, and then he rushed towards the sword ladder.
The meaning of the emperor's name was obvious, helping him open the second page of space.
There, there is most likely hope of escaping unharmed, otherwise, Emperor Ming's actions are meaningless!
The next moment.
Zhao Fan's feet stood firmly on the fifth step of the sword ladder.
The invisible blade, like Ling Chi, crackled against the young figure, but the latter no longer had flesh and blood flying around, and stood as solid as a rock.
but.
Because the improvement of the sword technique by rust is equivalent to reaching the sharpening effect of the fifth level, so for Zhao Fan at the fifth level, the sword technique is standing still without any depth.
One breath.
Ten breaths.
Fifty breaths.
one hundred!
At this moment, the power of the invisible blade no longer increased and reached its upper limit.
Zhao Fanruo tilted his head with some feeling and stared at the void on the right side of the knife ladder. A door appeared at that location. Entering it, you can descend to the second page of the "Eternal Scroll"!
