Fang Qing quarreled with the Chaos Fairy Pearl, and the two top guys started a dispute over the name of the Fairy World. Fang Qing was shocked by the Fairy Pearl's words, and immediately changed his mind and once again chose a name for this small world.
For a moment, Fang Qing felt the power fluctuation of Wei An, and the new little world was shaken. He felt the same, as if he was being stared at by Wei An's existence, which made his hair stand on end and trembled.
Deep in the sea of consciousness, the Chaos Immortal Spirit Pearl erupted with terrifying seven-colored fairy light, illuminating Fang Qing's sea of consciousness space and stabilizing Fang Qing's turbulent sea of consciousness.
"Damn! You bastard, how dare you say anything? I will be killed by you sooner or later. Who the hell do you think you are? Immortal? You dare to use the word "immortal"? What the hell are you going to do? Damn you, I’m so stupid!"
The Chaos Immortal Spirit Pearl made a supreme sound and scolded Fang Qing for his audacity. The old gangster was really pissed off by Fang Qing. It was just a name. He had to touch the taboo and he couldn't do this even if he wanted to die.
Fang Qing's face was pale and his whole body was trembling. He ignored the Chaos Fairy Spirit Pearl's angry scolding and immediately changed his words: "It will be called the Zhenshijie in the future, and will no longer be called the Fairy Spirit Realm, nor the Immortal Dao Realm. This name comes from , there will be no changes, the sky is the witness, ghosts and gods are the judge!”
Soon, that extremely terrifying mysterious power disappeared. A mysterious and mysterious power descended on Zhen World, enveloped Fang Qing, and disappeared in an instant. Then, the new Zhen World calmed down, and the source of the world glowed. Terrible.
In the area that Fang Qing could not sense, the most mysterious and strange thing was that in the deepest part of the gray material, three ancient characters with bright golden light emerged, vaguely, and it was unclear what words were written.
Deep in the sea of consciousness, the Chaos Fairy Spirit Pearl shines. It rotates slowly. The majestic power seems to be able to suppress all the heavens and worlds and cut across the borders of the universe. Two pure white Chaos Fairy Powers emerge, somewhat illusory and powerless, but still emitting. Exudes the most mysterious and ancient atmosphere.
A quarter of an hour later, Fang Qing's face returned to normal. His eyes were extremely solemn, staring at the nine heavens, with a real sense of awe and admiration in his heart. As his cultivation level gradually deepened, Fang Qing was no longer the same as before. , act unscrupulously and do whatever they want, but instead bury these emotions and mentality deeply dormant.
"Boy, I'm telling you, think twice before you act, and don't pay the price of blood for your impulses! I've said this, you can do it yourself! In half a day, you can go out, that group of rules and order is very Be absorbed into the world soon!"
After the Chaos Fairy Spirit Pearl said these words, it immediately fell silent, as if it was sensing and comprehending. From time to time, the majestic bead body lit up with the light of chaotic rules and order, which was extremely mysterious and undetectable.
"Thank you, Lord Xian Lingzhu!"
Fang Qing bowed to the void and saluted. To this day, he once again felt his own insignificance. He couldn't even sense the few forces that had just arrived, couldn't find the place to sense them, couldn't raise the slightest fighting spirit, couldn't raise the slightest strength. , the original power of the immortal spirit body seemed to be silent, motionless, and the feeling of powerlessness and frustration almost destroyed his Taoist heart.
"The road is long and long, and I will search up and down! The sky has eyes!"
Fang Qing sensed the breath of Zhenshijie, looked at the surrounding environment, and murmured to himself, an inexplicable light appeared in his eyes, and there were even more inexplicable emotions surging deep in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, and between his hands The air twists.
In an instant, Fang Qing communicated with the source of the world's world. He reluctantly mobilized a trace of the source of the world and looked at the outside world. At this moment, in the mysterious and deep void outside, that group of 'grey waves', that is, the cloud of rules and order was only There were only traces of Dao patterns left, and the land of void was quiet, with only mysterious streams of light passing by.
He stared at the threads of mysterious Dao lines and used all his current martial arts to sense them. He felt unimaginable destructive power, enough to destroy his physical body in an instant. This was the rule of destruction.
"Destruction? What is destruction? Destruction and destruction, destruction first and then destruction, there is a priority! When the meteor sword comes out, it is caused by the sword's edge, destroying the opponent's body and killing his vitality. The body is the foundation, which carries the monk, The root of all power in living things!" Fang Qing thought of this.
Deep in his eyes, there was a bright sword light, extremely sharp, tearing apart the barriers of the void, shattering tangible objects, the power of the four seasons, rotating endlessly, winter went to spring, summer came to autumn, the cycle continued, without beginning or end.
Deep in the sea of consciousness, the Chaos Immortal Spirit Pearl shines independently. Whenever Fang Qing falls into enlightenment, his great help will show unimaginable power of promotion. The colorful fairy light helps his sea of consciousness become clear and clear, and he will not be disturbed by it. Intruded by distracting thoughts.
Fang Qing stood in the world of Zhen, his hands began to move unconsciously, and his right hand pointed like a sword. The sword technique of the four seasons reappeared, and the sword intention enveloped the land within a ten-mile radius!
The spring breeze and spring rain green the world. The spring breeze no longer only brings vitality, but also contains the power of destruction. It blows off the dead leaves that were once covered by winter snow. Due to the force of the wind, the dead leaves are smashed and fall one after another.
The sun was scorching like fire, and the sun's rays shone on the earth, scorching everything. In the shallow bay, the water level dropped, and the fish and shrimp were exposed to the sun. They lacked the nourishment of the source of life and lost their vitality. They turned into dried fish and shrimp skins. The ponds began to dry up and there were cracks. Ferocious, telling the brutality of the merciless scorching sun.
The autumn wind and autumn rain make people sad. The autumn wind blows, yellow leaves fall, and the plump golden persimmon fruit sways. The fruit base is dry and hard, losing the power to carry the persimmon fruit, and the persimmon fruit is crumbling.
Wherever the wind passes, the full golden color turns into a golden light, and a free object falls. Then, the golden juice and plump flesh spread all over the ground, dyeing the earth with color!
Thousands of miles of frost and thousands of miles of snow, the north wind howled, the heavy snow covered the bow and knife, the ice cone pointed directly at the earth, and the cold wind broke the bare fir trees like a knife.
The fir tree fell to the ground with a crash, splashing several feet of white snow, and wailing sounds were heard. Steaming bright red was scattered everywhere, embroidering the white earth with plum blossoms. It was poignant and filled with resentment, accusing this ruthless world!
Such scenes, repeated over and over again, are extremely tragic, making viewers sad and hearing them shed tears. This is the most terrifying power of the four seasons, as well as the power of heaven and earth, which cannot be diverted by the will of living beings.
"This kind of understanding is really...a monster. Back and forth, in less than three days, this sword technique has changed again. Its all-encompassing characteristics have added new ways. The fourth level of late sword intention is still extremely special. His sword intent is hard to resist in the same realm!"
A hundred miles away, the Xutian Furnace glowed slightly, and a majestic ancient aura emerged. Xutian, the spirit of the Xutian Furnace, was alarmed. He stood on the top of the Xutian Furnace and looked at an area of Zhenjie in the distance. His eyes were full of admiration. Like this Open your mouth to judge.
"From your perspective, adults, what is the potential of this Four Seasons Reincarnation Sword Intention? Can it be comparable to the Eternal Sword Intent of that...one world...that one?"
Tongtian Formation Artifact Spirit Tongtian also revived at the same time, and it manifested a substantial figure. In this way, he revealed some secrets and asked Xu Tian, the Xutian Furnace Spirit, in a very respectful tone.
"It cannot be compared yet! The four seasons have no beginning and no end, and are all-encompassing; the eternity is endless and mysterious; the four directions above and below are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe; two great forces, boundless greatness, two geniuses, each with his own strengths, what will happen in the future? We can’t make any assumptions!”
Xu Tian, the spirit of Xu Tian Furnace, looked solemn and did not say any words of comparison. He did not even dare to evaluate which one was higher or lower, which one was stronger or weaker. He seemed to be afraid of something, but also seemed to have expectations. It was very complicated.
The spirit of Tongtian Formation was awe-inspiring, but he actually didn't dare to ask again, as if he didn't dare to disobey Xu Tianlu's words, and as if he was remembering something, his eyes were filled with solemnity and scruples.
At that moment, Fang Qing's heart was filled with unparalleled evil energy, as if he wanted to destroy all enemies in the world. The sword pointed at the enemy, and the enemies bowed their heads. The sword intention of the Four Seasons Reincarnation was surging endlessly, and the scenes of the four seasons were unpredictable, without beginning or ending. end.
Zheng! Zheng!
Two dull sword sounds sounded, as if they originated from outside time and space. Their source and location cannot be found!
This is when the two supreme swords in Fang Qing's chaotic dantian sensed something, and at the same time they made a celebratory sword cry.
The sound of the sword completely aroused the fighting spirit in Fang Qing's heart. He followed the trend and integrated all the secrets of destruction he had just comprehended into the Four Seasons Reincarnation Sword Intent.
Yes, Fang Qing understood the cloud of rules and order in the outside world, but the first thing he came into contact with was a rule and order of destruction.
He had an instant realization and mobilized his martial arts will, especially his best swordsmanship, to resonate with the rules and order of destruction in the outside world.
Then, Fang Qing struggled to comprehend the secret of destruction, bringing it to the early stage of the first level, and surprisingly, with the help of two sword sounds, he integrated it into the Four Seasons Sword Intention, making the Four Seasons Reincarnation Sword Intent no longer just It has vitality, but it is accompanied by destructive power.
Since then, Fang Qing's Four Seasons Reincarnation Sword Intent has taken on the prototype of the Mystery of Time, the Mystery of Space, the Mystery of Life, the Mystery of the Earth, the Mystery of Wind, and the Mystery of Destruction, which are extremely complex.
It was hard to imagine how he would make them coexist in the future, especially the mysteries of time and space, which were the most mysterious mysteries of heaven and earth and were extremely difficult.
This is the so-called chance. Being shocked by the majestic existence inspires the deepest unyielding desire in the heart and the desire to become stronger. Then one observes the chaotic rules and order of the outside world, comprehends the secret of destruction out of nothing, and all the existences in the world are amazed. .
This is the mystery of those who are favored by the luck of heaven and earth, and those who are accompanied by misfortune. Such characters, no matter when and where, can behave differently from ordinary people, which is incomprehensible and incredible.
Zheng!
The sound of swords resounded throughout the world. Fang Qing summoned his natal weapon, the Meteor Star Sword, in an instant. He was very excited and filled with heroic spirit. He performed four moves of the Four Seasons Reincarnation Sword Technique one after another, activating the Four Seasons Reincarnation Sword Art to the limit, causing Within the ten-mile area where he is located, there are swords everywhere, and the scenes of the four seasons rotate endlessly, making it mysterious and unpredictable.
The Meteoric Sword is still like a bottomless pit, wildly devouring Fang Qing's Chaos Sword Element. Not only that, the Meteoric Sword seems to have activated some mysterious power. The strange power that can contain all materials in the world is revealed, making Fang Qing even more heartbroken. Surprisingly, the Meteor Sword was countless times scarier than he imagined.
He did not dare to activate the Chaos Sword Yuan, otherwise, the poor Chaos Sword Yuan in his Dantian Qi Sea would be exhausted, and it would never return, disappearing without a trace. This strange change made it difficult for him to Understand that he can only use the power of his physical body to strengthen the meteor sword so that its power is not weak.
Fang Qing's current combat power, according to the two old monsters in the Colorful Chaos Cage in the depths of his sea of consciousness, is not weaker than the ordinary first-level masters of life and death, and is even a bit stronger. This is because Fang Qing There are many other methods, and if they were all unleashed, they would surely alarm the entire Fengyun Realm.
"Changing seas!"
Fang Qing roared, and terrible power burst out from his right hand. His whole body was glowing. The Four Seasons Sword Intention was activated to the extreme. A mysterious picture was displayed, and countless scenes were unpredictable.
Sometimes, human beings gain the upper hand and gain a land where they can thrive; sometimes, horrific wars break out, and countless human beings bleed and drift in the fields, with corpses strewn across the fields.
Time seemed to be chaotic, and countless past events overlapped with contemporary history, which was extremely strange. Fang Qing once again realized the difficult and difficult situation. In that era, survival was the only hope of those living beings.
To this day, the mysterious chaos sword technique brought three ancient scenes to Fang Qing, making him stand up with his sword and realize what those scenes were.
That was the earliest era when their human race first emerged and struggled to survive among all races. The fate of the human race was ill-fated. Today's prosperous age was obtained with the blood of the predecessors. For a time, Fang Qing's heart was extremely heavy, and an overwhelming feeling The great will to fight against the strange creatures and destroy everything that hinders the survival of the human race emerged. He looked up to the sky and roared, his voice full of tragedy and determination.
"I want to save the world and fight side by side with you! Suppress all enemies in the world! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Fang Qing roared, his mind fluctuated and began to change violently. His battle blood boiled to the extreme. The blood of the Chaos Fairy flowed rapidly, bringing him terrifying power. The aura of ancient, majestic, noble and stalwart filled the air in an instant. In the small world of Zhenshijia.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Weirdly, there were four long, ancient, majestic sword sounds. I don’t know the origin, I don’t know the origin, and for some reason, they seemed to have spanned eternal time and space, and just spread to the town world. It was so weird that they seemed to be captured by Fang Qing's terrifying fighting spirit activated the ancient fighting spirit.
The strangest thing is that no one in the outside world knows this. Such a terrifying sword sound, full of iron blood and killing, is enough to alarm the entire Fengyun World, but only this newly born town world can hear it. The majesty of power is unprecedented. !
Fang Qing was solemn. Listening to the sound of ancient swords, he felt a familiar aura. Suddenly, an ancient animal skin he had obtained flew over in an instant and floated in front of him, emitting a strange light. .
"It is indeed you! Your origin must be extraordinary. Can you tell me the origin of the four ancient sword sounds that came here like this, and what does it have to do with you?"
Fang Qing spoke. He looked at the ancient animal skin suspended in front of him. He was not too surprised. This piece of animal skin was originally very mysterious and indestructible. It was like the relics shed by a supreme being. Today, it burst out with ancient and majestic energy. The breath is also reasonable.
Buzz!
The ancient animal skin is constantly vibrating, causing ripples in the space around it. The new law and order of the new world is not complete, and the space barrier is still not strong enough. An animal skin of unknown age can shake this space.
However, for Fang Qing and others, the space in the world is as solid as divine gold, which also reflects the horror of ancient animal skins.
Buzz!
An ancient scene that Fang Qing will never forget reappeared: on an ancient barbaric land, a group of humans, old and young, gathered in an area.
The ancient animal skin clothes were in dilapidated condition and stained with blood. Some were missing arms, some were missing legs and feet, and there were also one-eyed old men. They all looked sad and looked into the distance, with worries and helplessness on their faces.
Some women gathered together, some were drying clothes, and some were playing with utensils. They all looked dull and full of melancholy.
boom! boom! boom!
Then, from the depths of the mountains in the distance, terrifying ancient beasts rushed forward. Wherever they passed, ancient trees collapsed, and their power was extremely terrifying.
A warrior took out his weapon in an instant and said an incomprehensible ancient saying. Everyone moved. Men, women, old and children grabbed the weapons around them, looking solemnly as if they were facing a powerful enemy.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the remaining limbs and arms flew around. The battle was extremely brutal. After a quarter of an hour, the battle ended, and the group of people dragged the remaining bodies to collect the corpses of the clan members.
As the scene turned, a terrifying scene of landslides and earth-shattering emerged. It was a terrifying ancient battlefield, with countless human masters roaring across the mountains and rivers, their sword energy crisscrossing the sky, tearing apart thousands of miles of void. It was extremely terrifying!
And strange creatures are everywhere, including all kinds of powerful wild ancient beasts, and creatures with three eyes. The legendary creatures with three heads and six arms can also be seen from time to time. There are too many humanoid creatures with wings on their backs. There are many, these are hundreds of ancient tribes, all besieging the human monks. The battle is extremely fierce, with countless casualties.
Soon, the two pictures were hidden. On a dilapidated land, a middle-aged human master wearing a tattered battle suit stood on the vast land and looked into the sky. His expression was solemn and his eyes were full of worry, but his fighting spirit was enough. The sky and the earth shook, and the faint sound of swords erupted from his body.
Soon, unimaginable unparalleled masters came to find them. There were more than one, six terrifying masters, all of whom were no weaker than middle-aged people. They had different shapes. They were not human beings. Their expressions were ferocious and arrogant. They didn’t know how to deal with the middle-aged people. No matter what the person said, the middle-aged man shook his head with a determined look on his face, unmoved.
As if they were angered by the middle-aged man, and as if they didn't get what they wanted, the six unparalleled masters took action at the same time, besieging the middle-aged man. A terrifying battle broke out, and the terrifying aura seemed to come through eternal time and space, making Fang Qing He took a dozen steps back, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness.
Soon, the scene changed, and the horrific battle disappeared, leaving only dilapidated mountains and rivers, and the earth was riddled with holes!
The middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, covered in blood, his breath was listless, and he was vomiting blood, as if he had suffered an unimaginable injury. His face was blurry, and Fang Qing could not see clearly, but he could only feel the indomitable fighting spirit in him. , the will to die without regrets.
The middle-aged man seemed to sense something, and slowly turned his head. The supreme majestic aura was surging. Soon, he suppressed all the aura and aura. His eyes were filled with divine light, and he looked over through the eternity of time and space. His eyes were full of strangeness and expectation, with an indescribable meaning.
Fang Qing looked at him, and the two communicated with their eyes. He seemed to understand something at this moment, and nodded, indicating that he knew and understood!
Soon, all the pictures disappeared. In an instant, dense runes appeared on the ancient animal skin, and soon they formed ancient characters: I am originally a mysterious person, clothed in cloth, and I will travel to the end of the world with my piano and sword. The world is in chaos and the earth is in turmoil. No one can control it. When will the mountains and rivers sway? There is bloodshed, rafting and fighting in all directions, trying to save the building from overturning. The sky collapses and the earth splits, whether one lives or dies, but the fire is passed down forever.
Fang Qing looked at this doggerel, which could not be said to be of outstanding literary talent and gorgeous words, but a terrifying sword light burst out from his eyes. The fighting blood and fighting spirit in his body were stirred to the extreme, surging in his body, like the Yangtze River. Absolutely.
Deep in the sea of consciousness, the Chaos Fairy Spirit Orb rotates slowly. The power of fate is unpredictable. The trajectory of fate has finally tilted, and even it is not enough to interfere.
"I am a man of yellow cloth, and I travel to the end of the world with my harp and sword. The world is in chaos and the earth is in chaos, and the mountains and rivers are swaying when will it stop. I am bleeding and fighting in all directions, trying to save the building will collapse. The sky collapses and the earth is torn apart, but I live and die, and the fire is passed down and will never be extinguished. It turns out that , In the ancient times, the living environment of human monks was so difficult. The descendants of future generations did not know it, sat back and enjoyed the fruits of their labor, and fought among themselves in ignorance, causing tragedies one after another. They all deserve to be killed!"
Fang Qing murmured to himself, reciting this limerick, and combined with the three ancient mysterious scenes, he thought of many things at once.
He thought of the destruction of Qianqiu Sect and the tragedy of Lian Qianqiu, which made him hate the top forces back then. Today, he wants to repeat the historical tragedy again. Does he have to follow in the footsteps of Lian Qianqiu?
"The spirit of a hundred battles will never be destroyed, the blue sky will be stained with blue blood, and we must first calm down the inside before fighting outside! Anyone who wants the fortune of Qianqiu Sect, please come, I will do my best to take over."
Fang Qing murmured to himself, speaking like this, full of murderous intent and endless fighting spirit. This is not the ancient barbaric era, this is the 'peaceful age'. They have forgotten too much. Someone needs to bring order to the chaos and reproduce the ancient blood of war. .
