This is a portrayal of the Central Sword Domain at this time.

The once full sword pool is now empty, with only a huge scroll, fluttering in the sky, as if it is coming and going with the wind.

Wherever the scroll passes, dense phoenixes surround it, whether it is wind, clouds, or even invisible air, as long as it is blocked in front of it, it will be completely annihilated.

Zhang Fan looked up at the sky. Seeing the top-level spiritual weapon born in his hands, it was completely transformed and completely stimulated Jiang Li. He became a top treasure among magic weapons. The satisfaction and complacent all turned into a smile on his face.

The scene in Wandao's picture has changed a lot now.

The original picture of the sword energy red lotus is gone, only the sword energy storm, which comes and goes suddenly. Even in the picture, the passage is still in chaos, as if nothing can survive in it.

In this seemingly disorderly violent rage, there is a certain rule that is implicit. Put everything together into a whole.

"Change!"

Zhang Fan stood down with his hands behind his back, and shouted loudly for a moment, and the sound waves directly hit the Ten Thousand Swords Map.

The scene in the Ten Thousand Swords Picture changes in response to sound.

All the sword energy storms seemed to be coming, and suddenly condensed, slowly landed in the air, turning into a clear spring, but the water light flag was shining, and the waves were shimmering, and the infinite violence just now was gone.

"receive!"

The sword map was rolled up, and the misty spirit appeared and fell into Zhang Fan's hands.

Zhang Fan held the map of Ten Thousand Swords in his hand, but it was not the usual way he looked like at first glance. Instead, the light energy lingered, as if a pillar of light was held in his hand, and it was vaguely like a light sword without substance, trying to poke a hole between the world.

This is the result of eating too much tonic at once. It is too late to precipitate and digest, and the strength leaks out and reveals it outside.

Zhang Fan didn't care about this. When his arm shrinks, it will be put into his sleeve. As long as there is a period of time, and then a little sacrifice will not be so uncontrollable.

In the future, using this treasure to lay out the mountains and rivers of thousands of swords and supplemented by the sword cultivator's clone will definitely be a powerful magical power.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan smiled slightly and looked up at the platform.

On the high platform, the sword cultivator's heritage has come to an end.

The sword energy gradually converges, revealing the shape of the sword cultivator sitting cross-legged.

At this time, the sword cultivator had a clone, without the pain of breaking the pill and the broken body of cultivation being broken. His face was full of indifference, as if there was nothing worthy of his attention in the world. No matter what, it would be possible to break it with one sword.

In front of him, the Lord of the Sword Soul also showed a decline. The body originally formed by the solidified sword energy actually showed a hazy and transparent state. Through his body, you can even see the last fragment of the Central Wuji Qilin Sword behind him, as well as the sword domain world that was constantly collapsed behind him, a scene of the ruins of the apocalyptic world.

The last little light disappeared from the hands of the Lord of Sword Soul, and the sword cultivator suddenly opened his eyes.

The inheritance is over!

Zhang Fan's heart moved. After the thoughts were exchanged, the sword cultivator suddenly stood up.

This time, it was like a long-clogged sword, with eyebrows raised and unsheathed, and the light shone brightly in the nine provinces.

The body has not been straightened yet. The awe-inspiring sword energy soared into the sky; the steps have not yet taken out, and the sound has not been revealed. The sound of the sword is loud and the sound is surging,

At this time, the sword and cultivator clone were combined with the natal sword in his hand. Close your eyes and don’t look at him. In terms of feeling, it was a sword with sharpness standing in the sky.

"boom

The continuous roaring sounds were endless, not the thunder in the sky, but the sword was unsheathed.

The sword cultivator clone walked down from the high platform step by step. Every step forward, a large area of ​​sword energy staircase collapsed, as if countless sword energy storms burst out, annihilation of everything.

At the beginning, he was still on the stairs. Later, his feet were empty, and there was something, and he kept walking, and countless sword energy condensed into substance. It seemed as if clouds were swallowing and spitting out sharp light, supported by his feet, and walked step by step to Zhang Fan's original deity.

The current sword cultivator clone is like the Ten Thousand Swords Map, and it cannot control the huge power it suddenly gets, and what it needs is precipitation.

Zhang Fan looked up and down at the clone with different temperaments and smiled slightly. He immediately moved, and the emerald green light flashed and there was no one in front of him.

After doing all this, everything was done. The collapse of the sword domain on the center of the four sides gradually approached, and you could even hear the terrifying sound that was annihilated in the void and could not be described in words.

"You go!"

Just at this moment, an old, powerless voice sounded in his ears with a bit of relief.

Zhang Fan looked up and saw that the body of the Lord of the Sword Soul was becoming more and more transparent. It could be seen that a semi-transparent illusory sword full of cracked marks appeared in the center of his body.

This is the real sword soul.

The crack is accelerating above the sword soul, as if it is maintaining the same pace as the entire central sword domain, and it will take no time.

Before he finished speaking, a silver light suddenly flashed out from the hands of the Lord of the Sword Soul, like a long rainbow, crossing all the collapses, occupying the sky, opening a dark hole.

At the entrance of the cave, there were glimmers of light. It looked so inconspicuous under the flashing silver light, hazy, like a firefly under the bright moon.

"And you?"

Zhang Fan did not immediately step on the silver light, and was silent for a moment and asked.

"Wait..."

The Lord of the Sword Soul shook his head and said nothing more. He waved his hand again, and the silver light suddenly rolled towards Zhang Fan's body as if it was alive.

Zhang Fan's body trembled slightly. He understood what he meant, but did not dodge. He just sighed inwardly, letting it flash through the sword domain in a flash, and threw himself into the dark hole.

The dazzling light, the sharpness of the sky, disappeared in a flash, and instead, the slight light of the Yuan magnetic light spreads everywhere, and the quiet and cold feeling is quiet.

A sigh came from behind, in my ears, in my mind. It echoed slowly:

"It's a sword"

Immediately, a loud bang sound penetrated the world.

Back outside the Jianping Peak, Zhang Fan couldn't take a closer look, and looked back suddenly in the shocking roar.

Behind him, Jianping Peak, which seemed to ask the sky with a sword, had a totally earth-shaking change with the loud noise that penetrated the sky and the earth.

A sharp and infinite light spread down along the middle line of Jianping Peak.

It felt like an invisible sword that fell in the sky, splitting the entire sword-panel peak in half.

This seems to have also destroyed the foundation of the entire earth.

“Boom

The mountains collapsed and the rocks penetrated the sky. The huge sword screen peak cracked in half along the middle line, slowly leaning towards both sides.

It was not just Jianping Peak that changed drastically. A huge crack suddenly appeared on the ground along the middle line of Jianping Peak, without any warning or noise, as if a sharp blade had been cut through tofu, silently and silently. It was like a crack.

It was like an earthquake, and a huge crack appeared on the ground and spread along the midline. It became bigger and bigger, and the cracks became longer and longer. If you look from a high altitude, it looks like a hideous scar that floats on the ground.

The faint cold air came out of the unfathomable crack, as if this sword had slashed straight into Jiuyou.

The change lasted for only a moment. The appearance had changed drastically in front of me.

At this time, the faint sigh of the Lord of the Sword Soul had just dissipated with the wind, and the echo gradually faded away.

Central Sword Domain, Destroyed!

Standing there, Zhang Fan silently watched the changes in the world happening. After everything calmed down again, he turned around and walked towards the distance.

"Old Ku, I need to look in seclusion."

Not to mention that the Ten Thousand Swords Map and the Sword Cultivator need to be settled, even he himself has reached the time to go further, not to mention that a treasure that he had long wanted to refine was also time to be born.

“Isn’t there a ready-made place?”

The voice of the Ku Taoist came. It was unobstructed and echoed in the ruins.

The back is gradually disappearing!

The basin is still deep and white stones are everywhere, and it is not affected by the drastic changes at the Jianping Peak, as if the sky is swelling.

A fire light suddenly arrived. It flashed into the basin without stopping.

In a cave filled with earthly evil spirits and yin fire, the fire condensed and Zhang Fan appeared.

Looking at this place where he had been in the past year, a smile appeared on his face.

This is indeed the best place to retreat. Before there is no other news about the fire meridians, this cave with sufficient earthly evil and Yin fire is the best choice.

This filled everything, and it was enough to lick it out of the cave and reach the yin fire of the earthly evil that was raging on the ground, even if it was practiced with the devouring fire for several years, it was enough.

Wave, the black camp isolates the breath, and several flags fly out to cover it.

From the outside, the basin disappeared, and only the strange rocks on the plains were chewed in a gorgeous way. The breath felt even more empty, without any abnormality.

After doing all this, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, a little fire flashed between his eyebrows, and the Ashes Heart Lamp floated in the air.

In an instant, the earthly evil fire in the cave seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, trembled suddenly, and then it was like a long river entering the sea, rushing continuously, pouring into the heart lamp.

While sitting cross-legged, he carried the Fire-Devouring** while turning his palms, and an irregular ore the size of a fist fell into Zhang Fan's hand.

As soon as the ore appeared, the golden and white light was created, like a tiny sun, instantly rising in the cave.

Too golden!

The matter that was delayed by the Sword Domain matters has finally come to the beginning.

Zhang Fan slowly closed his eyes, his spiritual sense came out, and he wrapped around the gold. There was a little bright golden flame ignited on the ore for no reason.

Time passes by little by little.
Chapter completed!