The Art of the Great Sword

"Bai Yi, is this still a small world?"

Chen Yangjie looked at Bai Yi in front of him and was equally shocked by the small world they were in now.

Judging from what is happening so far, Fang Qingyang's small world feels like a big world.

Calling such a world a small world is already somewhat inappropriate.

"I don't know either!"

Chen Yangjie also looked confused.

Once your cultivation reaches the realm of creation, you can condense a small world into your body.

The small world will increase in size as the monk's cultivation level increases.

But in the final analysis, a small world is just a small world and cannot grow into a big world.

But now, Fang Qingyang's small world feels like a big world.

Here, they even feel that there is a complete existence of heaven here. If they break through the realm here, they will probably face a disaster!

There are many secret realms in this world, but most of them exist without Tao.

You may be able to improve your cultivation in the secret realm, but you will definitely not face a catastrophe.

It is for this reason that many monks who are afraid of death will enter the secret realm to break through the realm, and then when their strength has stabilized to a certain level, they will come out of the secret realm and face the catastrophe again.

Under normal circumstances, secret realms that can attract disasters will attract people to fight for them.

But that's just a secret realm.

But where they are now is just Fang Qingyang's small world!

His small world is vast and has complete rules. Is this still a small world?

"Could he have refined a large world and integrated it into his own small world?"

Qin Jing gave a guess, but she herself felt that this guess was a bit fanciful.

The big world, no matter how weak it is, is a real world with complete rules.

If you want to take action against a world, you don't know what level of strength you need to do it!

"Maybe it's possible, but it's also possible that they directly took away the secret realm with complete rules and then developed it to the current scale."

Chen Yangjie looked at Fang Qingyang's little world and said, "I finally understand why we lost at his hands."

"With such a small world, his power during the battle is almost endless!"

"Don't say he is invincible in a fight within the same realm, but he is fighting across realms. As long as the gap between realms is not too big, there will be no problem for him!"

While Chen Yangjie was feeling emotional, more and more monks entered Fang Qingyang's little world.

These are the monks who entered Fang Qingyang's small world from the void.

After entering this small world, some monks whose cultivation had degraded to the Ascension Realm felt that the aura of heaven and earth existing in this small world was of great help to their cultivation!

For a moment, everyone sighed, and they were all shocked by Fang Qingyang's little world.

But someone soon thought of the problem. He said: "His small world is comparable to a real world. What is his purpose of bringing us into this small world?"

"Yes, he has such a small world. It is definitely impossible for this kind of news to spread. In other words, if we enter his small world, there is no possibility of exiting?"

"I feel like he wants to increase the population in his little world, so are we really unable to leave his little world now?"

"It's over. Although I don't want to stay in the void, I don't want to stay in such a small world!"

"..."

The monks who entered Fang Qingyang's little world were dumbfounded when they realized their current situation.

This small world is equivalent to the big world. Although they can practice here, they can never leave this small world. What's the difference between staying here and staying in prison!

Fang Qingyang was also paying attention to the situation in his little world. When he heard everyone's discussion, he said: "Don't worry, everyone. If you are willing to leave this little world in the future, I will let you out."

Some people didn't believe Fang Qingyang's words and asked, "Are you letting us out unconditionally?"

Fang Qingyang said: "Everyone who has entered my little world is considered my people. As long as you do things for me, I can let you go."

These words made the monks present despair.

"So you had this idea of ​​bringing us into your little world!"

"Hey, if I had known better, I wouldn't have entered your little world."

"I don't think there's anything unacceptable about doing things for him. Don't forget, if it weren't for him, would you and I be the Soul-Eating Insect or the Condensing Grass?"

"But the key problem is that we are no longer troubled by those weird rules!"

"..."

Some monks accept their current ending calmly. Even if they work for Fang Qingyang, they think it doesn't matter.

However, some monks believe that staying in Fang Qingyang's small world means that their freedom is restricted, but they find it difficult to accept it.

Fang Qingyang ignored them now.

At this time, where he was, the field was completely shattered.

The field originates from the sarcophagus. It is a space created by the sarcophagus, which generates aura.

When the sarcophagus was taken away by the middle-aged man inside the Dragon Emperor Sword, the field created by the sarcophagus disappeared.

At this time, he was already shrouded in void.

However, he, who had already mastered the power of the void, was not in a hurry to leave the void, but was absorbing the energy of the void to practice.

The energy in the void is completely different from the energy in the material world, but Fang Qingyang can accurately capture the power of the void and absorb it into his body to enhance his strength.

He can even transform the power of the void into energy in his body, allowing his strength to improve rapidly.

Other cultivators who did not enter Fang Qingyang's small world, when they saw Fang Qingyang still staying in the void, were completely awakened.

"You really want to store us as energy in your small world, fortunately I didn't fall for your trick!"

A cultivator who had just entered the realm of creation sent a message to Fang Qingyang.

His voice was very complicated, filled with hatred.

Fang Qingyang glanced at the cultivator and replied with a voice transmission: "Then look at what this is?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a void force emerged from his palm, turning into a rope that immediately wrapped around the cultivator.

The rope formed by the void force was invisible, and the cultivator who had just entered the realm of creation did not notice it at all, and found himself tied up.