The Art of the Great Sword

No one knows what this seven-colored flame is.

But some people have long speculated that this seven-colored flame may be a ball of strange fire.

Combined with the fact that this seven-colored flame suddenly made the monks who touched it disappear, some people speculated that this seven-colored flame was a ball of space-like strange fire.

But even if they thought that this seven-colored flame was a ball of strange fire, they still didn't dare to move forward when facing this seven-colored flame.

Too weird.

Directly making the monks who touched the seven-colored flame disappear, this method made them feel panic!

Especially the demon monk who just disappeared, the other party only attacked the seven-colored flame with a spiritual hand at first, but now, he disappeared from here.

Fang Qingyang heard the voices of the monks around him and became curious about the seven-colored flame.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a suction force acting on him.

The suction force came without any warning, sucking him in at once, and a sealing force suddenly appeared and enveloped him.

What happened?

Fang Qingyang was a little confused.

He didn't know how the seven-colored flame could directly exert its power on him, but it was undeniable that at the moment the sealing force appeared, there was also a suction force acting on him, trying to suck him towards the seven-colored flame.

Caught off guard, he might really be taken away by this flame.

"Is this a strange fire or something else?"

He came to this desolate mountain to chase the demons.

He didn't remember that he had provoked this strange seven-colored flame, but now there was suddenly a sealing force acting on him, and the suction force was going to suck him away, which surprised him a little.

"Get out of here!"

Without time to think about it, while the sealing force had not yet acted on him, Fang Qingyang immediately raised the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand and slashed at the seven-colored flame.

Hum...

The sword energy broke through the air, with a tendency to crush everything.

But at this time Fang Qingyang clearly saw that the attack he had launched with the Dragon Emperor Sword had no effect.

The sword energy actually penetrated directly from the colorful flame, and still did not pose a threat to the colorful flame.

Not only that, perhaps because he counterattacked the colorful flame, a stronger suction force emerged from the colorful flame and acted on him.

At this point, how could Fang Qingyang not understand what happened?

It was obvious that he was affected by the colorful flame because the sword energy accidentally touched the colorful flame when he attacked the Lihuo Demon Lord before.

The colorful flame gave people the feeling of being in another space.

But if he really wanted to provoke the colorful flame, the power of the colorful flame would fall directly on him.

And the sealing force acting on him became stronger and stronger, and the suction force became stronger and stronger.

Now Fang Qingyang even felt that the spiritual energy in his body was being blocked by the sealing force.

He hadn't felt this kind of powerlessness for a long time.

No matter what the real purpose of the seven-colored flame was, Fang Qingyang didn't intend to let it take him away.

At this moment, he finally used the Dragon Transformation Technique again.

In an instant, his body expanded to more than sixty feet long, and the mighty five-clawed golden dragon appeared on the top of the desolate mountain. The dragon's might burst out from his body, and the surrounding cultivators were blown away at once.

After Fang Qingyang showed his true dragon form, he immediately communicated with his small world and took out the dead spirit staff, treasure hunting plate, sinking monument and other things from his small world.

Not only that, he was also communicating with the middle-aged man in the Dragon Emperor Sword and asked, "Master, what is this thing?"

The middle-aged man in the Dragon Emperor Sword heard this and said, "Don't count on me for everything. You should slowly explore the problems you encounter on the road of cultivation!"

Fang Qingyang was quite helpless when he heard this.

When the middle-aged man didn't need him, he didn't say anything.

When he can use me, he is so enthusiastic!

Take the previous time in the Evil Yin Demon Tower. If he remembered correctly, the Evil Yin Demon Tower was directly absorbed by this middle-aged man, right?

And now, the colorful flames that appeared here gave Fang Qingyang a feeling that it was far more dangerous than the Evil Yin Demon Tower. There should be a big secret on this thing, but the middle-aged man was unwilling to tell him?

"You don't know what this is, do you?"

Fang Qingyang deliberately responded to the middle-aged man in the Dragon Emperor Sword.

The middle-aged man felt that he was underestimated by Fang Qingyang, and he said: "There is nothing in this world that I don't know."

"I don't tell you because I don't want you to develop a dependence on me!"

"Think about it yourself, haven't I helped you enough along the way?"

Fang Qingyang was too lazy to say anything more after hearing this.

Sure enough, this middle-aged man would not tell him what the colorful flame was.

However, after performing the Dragon Transformation Technique and transforming into a five-clawed golden dragon, the sealing force acting on him lost its effect.

He looked at the colorful flames, thought about it, and simply used the power of the void as a guide, and grabbed the colorful flames with one palm.

This colorful flame gives people the feeling that it is in another time and space, so if I directly use the power of the void to capture this colorful flame, it should be effective, right?

However, even when I covered my palm with the power of the void and grabbed the colorful flame, it did not have any effect.

His palm covered with the power of the void went directly through the colorful flame, and did not cause any substantial damage to the colorful flame at all.

"What kind of power is this?"

Fang Qingyang looked solemn, thought about it, and covered his palm with the power of space again, and then grabbed the colorful flame.

In this way, it is equivalent to his palm being another world. When he grabbed the colorful flame, the colorful flame was still burning in the same place. Even if he used the power of space, he could not touch the flame!

Neither the power of the void nor the power of space touched the flame, which made Fang Qingyang a little confused.

What kind of colorful flame is this?

He tried to capture the flame with his spiritual power, but it still had no effect on the colorful flame.

"The power of space, the power of the void, and the power of the soul are all unable to affect the flame. Is this an unknown power?"