Refining Heaven and Earth

Sword Alliance, taking the sword as its oath, conclude an alliance!

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The Sword Alliance has a long history. At first, several swordsmen gathered to communicate, but later they started to open schools.

With the development of time, Jianmeng is no longer a pure sword repair gate, after all, not everyone is suitable for sword repair.

The prosperity of a sectarian gate is inseparable from various means, and it cannot be done by sword alone!

But Jianxiu is still the leader of the sword league.

Sometimes Fang Bai is also thinking, is the reason why Qingfeng Pavilion is gradually declining, is it also related to it?

The battleship was speeding, all the way smooth, without any trouble, two years after leaving Ziwei Star, arrived at the sword alliance.

Looking from a distance, the huge planet gives a strong sense of oppression, which is much larger than the sky star, and it is hundreds of times without a thousand times.

The planets vary in size, how big is the disparity?

Fang Bai was secretly shocked. With the huge sky, the population is enough to allow more than 300 saints to gather the power of faith to become gods. How many saints can the gods become in front of the planet?

Think of it, I feel horrible. Tianwu Starfield is strong and prosperous.

Sword Star!

The sword's star is named after the sword.

The battleship slowed down and approached slowly. The infinite pressure became stronger and stronger. In Fang Bai's eyes, the sword star seemed to turn into a sharp sword that penetrated the starry sky and flew out.

puff!

Fang Bai spewed blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror. He couldn't stop with his current strength, so terrible!

Beiming Changqing turned his head and smiled, "Your boy doesn't know the heights and heights, but now he knows how great?"

Fang Bai laughed: "That's better than when his predecessor was at Ziwei Star."

"is it?"

Beiming Changqing didn't care, "I'll tell you one more thing. Before you belong to the Tianwu Star Domain, offending any one of the gates is equivalent to offending the entire Tianwu Star Domain. Do you still think so?"

"what?"

Fang Bai was taken aback. He had never heard of such a thing. The sky of Tianwu is so vast. I do n’t know how many gates are intricate and complicated.

Beiming Changqing said indifferently: "It's weird? No matter what is inside the star field, once it encounters external forces, the entire star field will unite to the outside world. This is the way to survive."

That's it!

Fang Bai smiled, and it was not worth mentioning. For example, no matter how fighting within the human race, when the protoss was born, they still clashed with the enemy to resist the protoss.

The tribal truce, without external threats, turned the sky inside the tribe.

To survive, we must find the right way to survive.

The vast universe does not know how many star fields there are, so that we can better protect our own interests.

It is no wonder that Beiming Changqing must join the Zongmen. Without the Zongmen support behind it, it is indeed difficult to move.

In front of the huge sword star, Beiming Changqing stopped the battleship and waited quietly.

Fang Bai lost money, learned good, and stood aside, not eager or impatient.

I do not know how long, a figure rushed out of the sword star, rushed towards the battleship, stopped ten miles away.

"You all come from afar, and you are far away, and you are looking forward to forgiveness!"

The comer was a middle-aged man in a blue robe. He was taller and taller than Captain Beiming. He was respectful and modest but not weak. He was a **** king.

Beiming Changqing took up the battleship and slowly walked forward a few steps, arching: "In Xia Beiming Changqing, admiring the name of the Sword League, come here specially, please recommend one or two."

The middle-aged man in the blue robe smiled and said, "It turned out to be the King of the Underworld, please!"

No matter where they are, the King of God is welcome, not to mention the rule of Dacheng God.

Following the man in the blue robe through the atmosphere, looking at the scene in front of him, Fang Bai's eyes were drawn fiercely, "Good!"

Rich aura, vast world, towering mountains and rivers, galloping rivers!

The most terrifying is the atmosphere of the sword filled with heaven and earth, as if a planet composed of swords.

The crystals of the laws of the body are about to move. If you can practice here and understand the laws of the sword, you can do more with less.

No wonder Beiming Changqing will make such a choice.

"please!"

The man in the blue robe took the lead and walked across the vast world, overlooking the sky, looking down and happy, his heart seemed to follow the world, and felt the endless sword surge.

The ground is sometimes mountains and hills, but the endless plains, the city is densely packed, and sometimes the sky is rushing towards the clouds.

Fang Bai was stunned, only this sword star has the strength to sweep the Tianmang star field. No wonder Tianmang star field can be safe and sound.

There are endless seas ahead, with islands scattered over the sea, and some islands have at least the vast territory of the Great Chu Dynasty.

"Please follow me!"

The man in the blue robe swooped towards an island, and instantly fell on a wide square.

The ground is paved with bluestone, and in the middle is a simple and majestic hall. You can feel the sword force from far away.

Test Sword Hall!

Three **** characters came into view, and the four walked towards the hall.

The man in the blue robe said: "There is no need to test the sword with the strength of the three, but this is the rule of the sword league, please forgive the three."

Bei Ming said with a smile: "Where and where, I wait for everything to be arranged."

Fang Bai heard that he couldn't help laughing secretly, and I didn't know how long it had happened.

Into the hall, except for a piece of bluestone in the middle, empty.

"please!"

The blue robe man reached out and the three naturally understood.

Beiming Changqing said, "I'll come first!"

The law of the sword runs, and it is slowly sent into the bluestone, followed by the bluestone Guanghua grand prosperity, condensing three long swords, bright and magnificent.

The man in the blue robe looked overjoyed. "Seniors are fine."

Beiming Changqing disperses the rules. Beiming Fanghua steps forward, and the sword rules are sent into the bluestone. Three long swords are also condensed, and the blue robe man's face becomes more and more exciting.

Fang Bai roughly understood that the bluestone can sense the strength of the rule. Beiming Changqing and Beiming Fanghua are both Samsung gods, so three long swords have condensed.

Finally, it was Fang Bai's turn, and the law of the sword whistled away. A long sword condensed above the bluestone, and then a brilliance rose to form a half-handled sword, which could no longer continue and the roar dissipated.

Fang Bai scattered the rules and turned to look at the man in the blue robe, and found that he looked at his own eyes a little bit hotter than Beiming Changqing and Beiming Fanghua.

"Is it my illusion?"

"Well, please follow the three seniors with me." The man in the blue robe became more respectful and took the three to the back of the palace.

It's still a wide square, and I can't see any difference, but Fang Bai still feels that there are matrix formations here.

"please!"

The man in the blue robe stopped suddenly, stood on his back and gestured.

Sure enough, it's a formation!

Beiming Changqing took the lead to walk forward, ripples appeared in the void, disappeared.

Bei Mingfanghua and Fang Bai followed, disappearing in the wide square.

The peaks of the mountains stood like a sharp sword, and the end could not be seen at a glance. The air was full of the breath of laws, the laws of swords.

"Come up!"

An indifferent voice came from the top of the mountain, and the three of them stepped on their feet and emptied upward.

Commoner, back, loneliness, sword!

Looking at the back of the mountain on the knees, Fang Bai suddenly thought of these.

The thin figure sits back to back, hides the power of terror, and erupts to destroy the world.

"sit!"

The hoarse voice sounded and he didn't look back.

Fang Bai looked around, and there was no good place to sit. He sat casually on the floor, only to see that Beiming Changqing and Beiming Fanghua were immobile, looking at him with a strange look.

"sit!"

The hoarse voice sounded again, and there was no doubt that Beiming Changqing and Beiming Fanghua sat down.

"Where did it come from?"

"Tianmang Star Field." Beiming Changqing said lightly.

"Oh?"

The thin figure turned around, looked at the three with interest, and mumbled, "Not easy."

I don't know if it was an illusion, Fang Bai felt that this person had been on him for the longest time.

And this sentence is not simple. It also makes Fang Bai hear something different. It is nothing more than saying that it is not easy to practice in the Tianmang Star Field.

"Want to stay?"

"Yes!"

"Think clearly?"

"Yes!"

During the conversation between the two, Fang Bai took the opportunity to look at the person in front of her, her hair was messy, her face was thin and thin, and her face looked like an old man. Only her eyes were shining and aggressive.

"You want to stay?" The old man's eyes fell on Fang Bai.

"Yes!" Fang Bai nodded.

"Star Wars is about to start, and you will have to participate at that time, you know?" The old man continued.

"understand!"

Fang Bai was unwilling to participate in the Star Wars. He had the feeling of being sent to the battlefield and letting him be slaughtered, but he didn't have many choices for the sake of the law.

"it is good!"

The old man said: "As long as you can come back alive, the old man accepts you as a disciple."

"Ok?"

Fang Bai stumbled slightly, so he couldn't stand it directly.

"Don't thank the senior yet?" Beiming Changqing said in a deep voice.