In the valley.

"Junior, I'll kill you!"

“…”

"Boy, you'd better let me go, otherwise the consequences will be beyond your imagination!"

“…”

"Ah... Fellow Taoist, why do you have to face each other like this... If you let me go, I will tell you a message about the secret treasure of the True Immortal."

“…”

"Baby, do you really want to stay with me forever?"

“…”

"I'm so anxious that I'm trying to destroy the sword spirit, and I'm going to kill you too!"

“…”

The Tianlong Sword was buzzing and trembling, and the sword spirit kept roaring.

Zhao Fang was unmoved.

He had already gotten used to the refining for several days.

but.

The difficulty of refining the Tianlong Sword was beyond his expectations.

"Average fairy spiritual treasures, with my current strength, I can refine them in a moment. I have refined this Tianlong Sword for seven days, and I have only refined one-third of them. Doesn't this mean that if I want to refine them all, I will get two

Eleven days?”

Zhao Fang frowned.

After entering the fairyland, his time was extremely precious every minute and every second.

Because he was to be promoted to the Immortal Emperor within ten years and transformed into the traces left by the Immortal Condemnation.

Not to mention the distance.

There are still strong threats from the East in the near future.

With his current strength, he is obviously not a match for the true immortal.

He needs to set up an ambush as soon as possible, and it is impossible for him to spend more than 20 days on the refining of the Tianlong Sword.

Even if the refining is successful, it will only increase his attack power to a certain extent, and it will still be far from reaching the level of a true immortal.

"If the sword spirit does not cooperate, it will be difficult to refine it."

His eyes flashed, and Zhao Fang took out the Taixu Yin-Yang Mirror, and the mirror light shone through the Tianlong Sword.

"Sword Spirit, I will give you one last chance. Should I be the one who is the main person or do I want to destroy both body and spirit?"

Zhao Fang's voice was cold.

The sword spirit, which was still clamoring, immediately calmed down after being shrouded in the mirror light.

After hearing Zhao Fang's inquiry, he asked in a low voice, his voice full of fear.

"You, what are you?"

"The Taixu Yin and Yang Mirror illuminates all voids, and can also erase your existence." Zhao Fang was unintentional.

Tianlong Sword Dumb Fire.

But you can feel that the sword body is very unwilling to give up.

It never expected that Zhao Fang would have such a shocking treasure.

Just being shrouded in the mirror light makes it feel like it is in a terrifying crisis of life and death.

"I have limited patience. If I don't reply within three numbers, I will assure you that you will resist and destroy your soul. Although the power of this sword will decrease a lot without the sword spirit, I have time and can cultivate another one."

As he said that, Zhao Fang began to count.

As soon as he said a few 'two', Jian Ling couldn't help but admit defeat and directly admitted: "I will take you as my master."

Zhao Fang had a blank expression on his face: "Cooperate with me to refine, if there is any mistake, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

With Taixu Yin-Yang Mirror shocked, the sword spirit was obviously much more honest.

It took another seven days to completely refine the Tianlong Sword, and there was a subtle connection between the mind and the sword.

As for the sword spirit, he completely surrendered to his hands, and life and death were all in his thoughts.

But his brows were furrowed.

Because I discovered that there was another place in the sword body that no matter how he refined it, it would never be able to reach it.

It was obviously part of the sword body, but it seemed like a place beyond the law.

It seems that there is invisible force blocking it, and Zhao Fang's spirit cannot reach it.

"strangeness!"

After trying various methods, he was unable to do anything to that area. Zhao Fang asked the sword spirit in the end.

As a result, the sword spirit didn't understand it.

"It seems that we will only know slowly in the future."

Zhao Fang sighed lightly. Although he broke through to the celestial immortal, his cultivation level was still too weak in looking at the vast fairy realm. He could only be considered at the bottom and not many things he could touch.

Just do it.

The existence of that area does not affect his control of the Tianlong Sword.

A thought moves.

Zhao Fang pulled his sword out of the sheath and slashed forward at will.

A golden sword energy that was as bright as the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens suddenly tore through the sky and slashed towards nothingness.

After a full second of silence, a loud rumbling sound came from the valley where he was. The ground suddenly broke into two halves, revealing a terrifying crack about a width of about a foot and extending countless miles.

"What a strong destructive power!" Zhao Fang smacked his tongue.

Although the previous Tianlong Sword was also strong, the strength was limited, and at most it was a top celestial immortal.

After being refined by him, he swung his sword at will, and he had the power of a top immortal, almost inferior to a counterscale attack.

And this was just his casual use.

If he takes all his strength, he may not even dare to resist the ordinary true immortal.

"However, this Tianlong Sword really ate the power of immortality. This casual blow consumed 30% of my strength."

Zhao Fang couldn't help but shake his head.

You should know that after the Donghuang Tiande and the Demon Fighting Picture Record, his immortal power is so majestic and pure that it can almost compete with the sixth level of the celestial immortal. Even so, he consumed so much immortal power.

If it were the fourth level of ordinary immortals...

Even if you give him the Tianlong Sword, you may not be able to swing a sword.

"With this sword, even if I meet a top celestial immortal, I have the confidence to kill him." Zhao Fang grinned, put his sword in the sheath, found a direction, and left in the air.

...

A few days later, the Western Continent.

A figure in white clothes with a sword bearing was like an ancient sword immortal. The long rainbow stepped on the nine heavens and descended to a city on the edge of the Western Continent.

"I had a quick separation back then, and I don't know how many years have passed, and I don't know if Xiao Nezha is still in Chentang Pass."

The figure in white clothes was Zhao Fang who refined the Tianlong Sword. He left the Northern Continent and came to the Western Continent. His main purpose was to meet Nezha, who had once descended to the cave world and had an appointment with him.

"After meeting Nezha, I went to the Honglian Mountains and set up an ambush of Dongfang Lie!"

After asking and finding out where Chentang Pass was located, Zhao Fang rushed over without hesitation.

On the way.

He met many practitioners.

What is different from the Eastern and Northern continents is.

The practitioners who wandered outside the Western Continent were basically monks like ascetics.

I found out after a little inquiry.

The first force that dominated the Western Continent was called Xuankong Temple.

Influenced by the Hanging Temple, temples in the Western Continent are prevalent. Because the environment in the Western Continent is relatively poor, it is difficult for ordinary forces to gain a foothold. Over time, they become the world of monks.

It is different from the monks and customs in ordinary temples.

These temples consist of practitioners.

It doesn't look like a monk, but more like a group of practitioners who act like a worldly person under the banner of monks.
To be continued...