Chapter 2271

"Fly into the mother gas tripod!"

This is the transmission of the system!

Zhao Fang's eyes coagulated, endured the sharp pain of his whole body, and rushed directly to the mother gas tripod.

"Why? Before you die, you have to feel this immortal family treasure?"

Kun yuan joked, "but I've never been beautiful. You'd better die!"

His five fingers opened and breathed amazing force, like a snare cage covering Zhao Fangjian baby.

The net shrinks, cuts and shatters everything.

In an instant.

The sword baby seems to be cut and crushed, and the consciousness is annihilated in an instant.

……

When he recovered, he saw a gray world.

Zhao Fang, who restored Qingming, hurriedly touched the immortal to his immortal spring. There was quiet and peaceful, and there was no figure of Kun yuan.

"Kun yuan is gone?"

"My sword baby is intact?"

Zhao Fang has an unreal feeling. Just now, he clearly felt that the sword baby was crushed. How is it intact?

More importantly, where did Kun yuan go?

He didn't believe that the guy would temporarily be kind and let himself go.

While meditating, Zhao Fang looked around and suddenly found that the environment here was very strange, not the Bauhinia mountain where he had stayed before.

"Where is this system?"

He called the system and wanted an answer, but there was no response.

"This guy is really unreliable at the critical moment!"

After scolding, Zhao Fang looked at the world in front of him.

"Before I was unconscious, I jumped into the mother Qi tripod according to the system. If there was no accident, this should be the inner world of the mother Qi tripod."

The original immortal Qi flowing in the world is the same as that in his previous cultivation, which has also become the evidence of Zhao Fang's judgment.

"Since it's the world inside the tripod, what's going on? Isn't Kun yuan in me? Why did he suddenly disappear? Where did he go?"

Zhao Fang doesn't believe that Kun yuan will die so easily. He must still be somewhere in the world.

He checked himself and there was no problem, except that the ancient sword of Zang Feng was missing.

"What a pity."

It's a pity for Zhao Fang that the ancient sword has the edge of all monks and cloud beasts in the realm of chopping and turning God, which is a great help.

"How to break this game?"

Zhao Fang frowned and thought, constantly looking around, trying to find the difference in this world and looking forward to getting a way out.

But after several days of searching, nothing was found.

During this period, he encountered many transformed fairy grasses. If it weren't for his ability to cover the sky and the earth, he would have been caught by that group of transformed fairy grasses and offered it as a giant panda.

It's true.

With stone carvings and waxing, it is absolutely possible for those immortals to observe and study for many years.

"Shit, it's too abnormal. There are countless fairy grasses. This is a fairy kingdom."

He even wondered whether the mother Qi tripod had transplanted all the fairy grasses in a world. The number was so terrible that he nearly exposed them several times.

however.

He hasn't got nothing these days.

Yesterday, he vaguely felt the smell of Tibetan Feng ancient sword. After tracking all the way, he came to a dark peak.

At the bottom of the mountain is a huge hole. From a distance, it is like the open mouth of a gloomy and terrible monster, which is very penetrating.

Think about it.

Zhao Fang chose to enter the cave.

It's not a curiosity hunt, but because there is no fairy grass around the cave. Now he is chased by the fairy grass and can't hide. The cave at present is an excellent hiding place.

The light of the cave is dim, and there are green lights at the end. Zhao Fang carefully follows the green light. When he comes to the end, he comes to a huge mountainside.

In the center of the mountainside, there is a secluded pool hundreds of feet in size. The pool water is clear and emits an intoxicating smell of primitive immortality.

"The secluded pool where the original immortal Qi converges?"

Zhao Fang took a breath, and a trace of ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

But when he saw the scene over the youtan, his eyebrows immediately frowned.

A white chain formed by the original immortal Qi twines a long evil sword with purple Qi.

The long sword kept struggling and wanted to break free from the shackles of the white chain, but it was firmly bound by the white chain, emitting only a cold and ferocious sword spirit.

The sword Qi surged in the cave and scattered in all directions. Zhao Fang quickly covered the sky and the earth. He was still disturbed by the sword Qi, leaving an eye-catching sword wound on his arm.

Zhao Fang frowned.

He finally understood that the cave had such a strong smell of fairy spirits, but why there was no fairy grass near.

The sword Qi just now is enough to kill any nearby fairy grass.

He would have died if he had not distorted the space and been in another space.

"What a sharp sword. It can cut through another space. Is this the real Tibetan Feng ancient sword?"

Zhao Fang narrowed his eyes.

Buzzing ~

The ancient sword waved layers of rich purple gas and cut off one of the white chains.

"No!"

Zhao Fang's eyes burst.

Quickly turned around and went straight to the cave.

But it's still late.

Pa Pa!

Dozens of crisp sounds broke out in an instant. The purple long sword broke away from the white chain and came straight to Zhao Fang's heart.

Pooh!

Let alone resist, Zhao Fang didn't even have a chance to react. As soon as he noticed it, he was in shape. A purple sword blade pierced out of his chest.

Poof!

Zhao Fang gushed blood.

Your uncle!

The sharp pain twisted his face and made him feel that life was better than death.

To his surprise, this fierce sword didn't kill him.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Fang was suspicious and noticed that the purple sword inserted into his chest was emitting strange power to repair his injury and improve his cultivation.

Originally, he was only the fifth weight of Yuanying. After more than ten breaths, he was promoted to the ninth weight of Yuanying.

Moreover, this improvement is still intensifying.

The boundless power of the purple sword blessed him and made Zhao Fang unable to control him.

The pleasure brought by the promotion of this power is better than all the enjoyment in the world. No matter how high a practitioner is, he can't resist it!

Boom!

His accomplishments finally broke through the shackles of Yuanying and promoted him to the realm of infantile change.

Cultivation was still improving. Within a moment, it soared to the realm of transforming God.

"This is a dream!"

All of a sudden, it directly crossed three realms.

Even system upgrades have never been so outrageous.

He deliberately questioned, but his body's senses were so sharp and clear that he could not be fake.

"Have I been promoted to the realm of transforming God? Well, Cang Yanhou, Xiandao alliance, it's time to find you for revenge."

As soon as Zhao Fang's idea came out of his life, a boundless sea of blood appeared in his mind. His killing intention drowned him. His eyes turned red and his backhand pulled out the purple sword inserted in his back. The whole person was like a madman!