The purple lightning was like a sharp sword, which instantly cut through the void. Under the surging momentum, a mountain that blocked the lightning was instantly smashed into pieces. A crack that was ten feet wide and could not be seen in depth, and even rushed straight to the distance with the power of lightning.

Landslides and cracks, rivers flow backwards...

At this time, Fang Ling could only use these words to describe the scene that appeared in his mind. He didn't know who could have such a might. Liu Liren, Taoist Tongguan, and Emperor Liu, and the ancestor of the Yuanying, under such a way, could only be considered ordinary ants...

Fang Ling wanted to watch it, but the extremely magnificent scene had disappeared. Fang Ling, who had a hint of regret, grabbed the hilt of the sword again, trying to see if there was any other reaction.

But as soon as he grabbed it, he felt his hand lighter, and then the dark hilt of the sword fell into his palm. And under the hilt, there was nothing left.

Looking at the cuts under the hilt of the sword, Fang Ling's thoughts flashed and he realized that although this sword buried underground for unknown years was not cast by ordinary things, after countless years of storms and vicissitudes, even the best thing will decay.

This sword is completely corrupt!

Playing with the dark hilt of the sword, Fang Ling couldn't help but think of the vast lightning light in his heart. If he could also emit the mighty lightning light that soared into the sky, then he...

Although Fang Ling can move with the sword with the great aura and the true solution of the Nine Heavens Thunder, the thunder he can control is far inferior to the thunder that collapses and the thunder that breaks through the mountains and earth. Not to mention the same Japanese language, even the qualification of Japanese language is not at all.

If you can control the vast divine thunder, you will not have to leave your hometown under the pressure of Taoist Tongguan, nor will you have to have no room for fighting back under the pressure of the Nascent Soul Ancestor, such as Lan Taozi and others.

His mind fell on the hilt of the sword again. Fang Ling wanted to get something useful from the hilt of the sword. But it was a pity that no matter how hard he tried, the hilt of the sword had no reaction at all.

Fang Ling, who refused to give up, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the black black male aura instantly drew a circle at the hilt of the sword three feet in a radius. Then he said "start", and a stone pillar that was one zhang long flew out of the top of the mountain full of rocks. Fang Ling did not dare to take this stone pillar wrapped in the sword blade lightly. He activated the black female* and used the mysterious female*'s corruption characteristic to turn layers of rocks into black sand.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a long strip three feet five inches long and three inches wide appeared in front of Fang Ling. This strip is the sword blade of the stone sword. As long as the layer of stone outside is removed, a sword blade should appear in Fang Ling's hand.

But at this moment, Fang Ling fell into deep thoughts, and he did not dare to corrupt the mysterious female anymore. His spiritual sense told him that as long as the layer of stone is removed, the sword blade wrapped inside will turn into ashes.

And giving up like this was not Fang Ling's temperament. He hesitated for a while. In the end, he activated the Xuanpin True Yuan and continued to grind off the stone skin. However, the moment he grindled away the stone skin, he used the noble energy to replace the falling stone skin.

The process was very slow. With Fang Ling's cultivation level, it took him half an hour to completely remove the stone. The Haoran's aura was light green, but at this time the light green color was completely suppressed by the purple light of the sword blade itself.

The purple light wanders, like the purest thunder, implying the most upright and dignified aura between heaven and earth. The purple light is like thunder, and it is about to cut through all things in the world. It is also like a dragon, and it is about to turn into a rainbow in an instant.

Looking at this five-inch sword blade, three feet long, Fang Ling's heart beats very hard. He had a intuition that if he matched his noble aura with this sword, the power would definitely not double.

Unfortunately, the sword has decayed. Although it looks full of divine power, it is actually broken for unknown reasons. Fang Ling's eyes were staring at the sword blade, trying to get something from the sword blade, but unfortunately, he couldn't see anything.

If only it could be refined.

In the end, Fang Ling, who had found nothing, gathered the mighty aura, and the long sword of the same color shattered silently, like a ball of purple powder scattered between the world. Fang Ling was moved and was about to gather the powder to study it, but at this moment, a light flashed in the purple powder, and a message actually appeared.

No, it should be said that a piece of text appeared.

"The 26th handle of the Shangqing Tianlei Sword!" After a while, Fang Ling grabbed the purple dust with his hands, and a trace of weirdness appeared on his face.

This message was left by the sword-caster, and the name of this damaged sword is the 26th Shangqing Tianlei Sword mentioned by Fang Ling just now. According to the information left by the sword-caster, the Shangqing Tianlei Sword, the caster at that time, had cast a total of 99 of this Shangqing Tianlei Sword.

Ninety-nine Qingtian Thunder Swords, each of which is placed on a mountain peak in Longhu Mountain, is activated by magic circles, which can lead to ninety-nine Qingtian Thunders. The scene when Fang Ling held the hilt in his hand just now was a Qingtian Thunder.

Ninety-nine, spitting out this bitter number, Fang Ling had a little more respect for the vast Longhu Mountain. Although the world has changed, he didn't know why the Longhu Mountain was placed here as a blessed place, but the people who arranged the 99 Shangqing Tianlei Swords back then were indeed extraordinary.

Unfortunately, there is no method of refining the Qingtian Thunder Sword in this information, nor is there any magic tricks for the imperial envoy. Did I really see a painting cake that I could see, but I couldn’t eat anything?

Fang Ling, who was quite unwilling to accept it, looked into the distance and finally walked towards other directions. Ninety-nine Qingtian Thunder Swords, since there is one on this mountain, maybe there are one on other peaks.

With this idea, Fang Ling ran around Longhu Mountain in a row, including some famous peaks such as Jingui Peak. Unfortunately, no Shangqing Tian Lei Sword was found on these peaks again.

Fang Ling was not able to find the strange tree. During this process, Fang Ling passed through the famous Tianshi Mansion in the blessed land. Unfortunately, it had become a flat land, with the same mountains and stones, and there was no trace of the scene of Tianshi Mansion back then.

However, it is wrong to say that Fang Ling has not gained anything along the way. There are still many medicinal materials on Longhu Mountain. Not to mention anything else, just talk about the medicinal materials that are more than five hundred years old. He has collected hundreds of kinds and three kinds of spiritual medicines that have lasted thousands of years. The most precious of them is the thousand-year-old grass Ganoderma lucidum.

The river was rolling, and after sitting a little by the river, Fang Ling walked towards the Shangqing Palace, where he was most expected. With this tour map, the ancestor of the Lianjiang Sword Sect regarded as a blessed land of Longhu Mountain, which was extremely dangerous, in Fang Ling's eyes, it seemed like a smooth road. And those monsters of the Golden Pill level seemed to be scared by Fang Ling. As long as Fang Ling passed by, they could basically not be seen.

Like the Tianshi Mansion, there was only one broken wall left in the Shangqing Palace. But Fang Ling looked at these broken walls and shining in his eyes, because he saw a big tree covering an area of ​​twenty acres on the ruins of the Shangqing Palace.

The big branches are thick, with leaves of a foot square and a radius still rising. Around the big tree, the spiritual energy is as rich as fog. Although there is no sunlight, when Fang Ling's eyes fell on the leaves, he felt that the big leaves seemed to be shining.

Looking at the rolling spiritual energy of the big tree, Fang Ling was filled with joy. With the support of this big tree, no matter what formation he set up in the Longhu Mountain Blessing Map or practice, it would not be a big problem.

When he arrived at the huge barrier, Fang Ling was familiar with the demon-rewarding banner, trying to break the barrier with the corrosive power of the Xuanpin*. However, when the black air was contaminated on the barrier, the blue barrier suddenly bounced back the mysterious vaginal energy of the Demon-rewarding Banner.

Fang Ling, who had already been familiar with Xuanpin, knew that if he used Xuanpin to softly polish it, he would definitely be able to sharpen a gap in the barrier. However, he still didn't know how long it would take to wait, and Fang Ling, who was looking forward to how long the dragon and tiger map would take, would not be willing to wait any longer. When he pinched the magic trick in his hand, the Thunder Ridge Sword was used by him.

"Nine Heavens Thunder, Wuji borrows the Dharma, sacrifice!" Fang Ling, who wanted to succeed, directly used the noble aura to activate the true solution of the Nine Heavens Thunder. In an instant, three thunders as thick as a child's arm hit the blue barrier.

With a loud bang, a hole of more than one person appeared in the barrier. Fang Ling naturally would not miss this opportunity and rushed into the barrier quickly. He did not care about the spiritual energy in the barrier, and rushed to the big tree as fast as lightning, and then extended his left hand towards the big tree.

"boom!"

It is no different from collecting the Lashan Secret Realm Map. The huge sacred tree rose up from the ground and was completely integrated with the tour map in Fang Ling's mind. When this big tree merged into the tour map in Fang Ling's mind, it also had an extremely abundant spiritual energy, which was poured into Fang Ling's body like crazy.

Fang Ling's great aura, which had not made progress for most half a year, was like a gourmet who saw the most delicious food. He started to run wildly and directly incorporated the rolling aura into the light green true essence.

The true energy only circulated twice, and the light green golden elixir swelled twice. The true energy was still circulating. Fang Ling looked at the crazy swollen golden elixir and knew that the Haoran energy would advance to the middle stage of the golden elixir this time. He immediately pinched the magic tricks in his hand and pointed at the demon-control banner in his hand, and dozens of black essence were poured into his body.

These essences are the essences of the golden elixir monsters he killed along the way. They dare not be included in their bodies and can only be stored in this demon-controlled banner. Now, it is time to use them. (To be continued)
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