The Art of the Great Sword

"There is something wrong with this black dragon bead!"

Just as Fang Qingyang was refusing, the voice of the middle-aged man in the Dragon Emperor Sword suddenly reached his ears.

After hearing this, Fang Qingyang asked, "What is the problem?"

Could it be that Huang Ji had made some moves in it?

The middle-aged man said, "You can find the problem by observing with the Eye of Breaking Illusion."

After hearing this, Fang Qingyang immediately used the Eye of Breaking Illusion to observe the black dragon bead.

On the surface, the black dragon bead, which looked like a stone and had no reaction, showed an unusual side at this moment.

Inside the black dragon bead, there was a black dragon baring its fangs and claws, as if it was going to break through the black dragon bead and run to the outside world.

The black dragon had a ferocious face, and his face was almost full of desire for destruction, giving people a sense of malice that wanted to destroy everything in the world.

"Is it because of the black dragon in the dragon bead?"

Fang Qingyang immediately sent a message to the middle-aged man to ask about the specific situation.

The middle-aged man said, "The next question, you go and investigate it yourself."

Fang Qingyang was stunned, and it was the middle-aged man in the Dragon Emperor Sword who reminded him that there was something wrong with the black dragon bead.

When he wanted to ask about the specific problem of the black dragon bead, the middle-aged man actually asked him to investigate the problem of the black dragon bead, which made Fang Qingyang not know what to say.

Fang Qingyang looked at Huang Ji in front of him, and said, "Thank you for giving me the black dragon bead."

He was going to refuse the black dragon bead, but now, he was not going to do so.

Huang Ji heard this, with a happy look on his face, and said, "The black dragon bead is such a treasure, and I know that you can control it!"

He presented the black dragon bead with both hands, but Fang Qingyang did not touch it, but directly opened his small world and threw it in.

No matter what the black dragon in the black dragon bead is, just throw the black dragon bead into your own small world and imprison it, and then slowly study it.

Since the middle-aged man reminded him that there was something wrong with the black dragon bead, but did not let him explicitly refuse it, it proved that the black dragon bead should have other uses!

Seeing Fang Qingyang taking the black dragon bead away, Huang Ji did not think it was a big deal, but the cultivators around him were jealous when they saw this scene!

If it were not for the existence of a great emperor beside Fang Qingyang, they might have tried to snatch the black dragon bead now.

"Huang Ji must be really confused. He actually gave away such a precious treasure as the Black Dragon Pearl."

"Although the other party saved us, as he said, he saved us just out of convenience. How can such a favor be repaid with the Black Dragon Pearl!"

"I think those beings from the Dark Forest came to kill him. We suffered an unprovoked disaster. He didn't save our lives at all!"

"That's right! It's a pity that the Black Dragon Pearl, Huang Ji, this fool, gave away the treasure of the family directly."

"..."

Fang Qingyang heard the voices around him, and he ignored them completely.

At this time, he moved his eyes to the Lord of the Undead and said, "Have you thought about it?"

The Lord of the Undead was stunned and said, "What?"

Fang Qingyang said, "Do you want to enter this dark forest to explore, or leave with me?"

The Lord of the Undead said, "There must be something wrong with the Dark Forest. I won't be willing if I don't take a look!"

Fang Qingyang heard this and said, "Okay, go by yourself."

He would not follow the Lord of the Undead into the Dark Forest again.

The Dark Forest is Fang Hao and his team's home ground. They just suppressed Fang Hao and his team. If they go directly into the Dark Forest again, it is unknown what problems will occur.

Now he just wants to find out how to return to the inner world in this Taixing world.

Only by returning to the inner world can he return to the Xuanhuang world.

After all, the inner world and the outer world should be next to each other!

When the Lord of the Undead heard Fang Qingyang's words, he fell into silence.

The treasure hunting spirit was annoyed and said, "If there is a problem with the Dark Forest, it will be a problem. What does it have to do with us?"

"This is not the time. They want to live their own lives. Then we won't bother them!"

After that, he said to the Lord of the Undead impatiently, "Niece, why can't you let it go?"

"Are you tired of entangled with the doomed ideas of the past?"

The treasure hunting spirit was more free and easy. He grabbed the Lord of the Undead's arm and said, "Hurry back to your dead staff. If you have time to entangle the problem of the Dark Forest here, you might as well have a good sleep and try to restore yourself to your peak!"

The Lord of the Undead let the treasure hunting spirit send her back to the dead staff without any reaction.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyang also directly took them into his own small world and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, the other monks made way.

Some people bowed to Fang Qingyang to express their gratitude, but some people stared at his back with uncertain expressions.

Fang Qingyang ignored all this and prepared to leave this dark wilderness first.

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Dark Forest, Cemetery.

At this time, in the cemetery, a mist shadow appeared above the cemetery. The mist shadow was erratic, sometimes turning into a wisp of green smoke, and sometimes evolving into nothingness, constantly wandering in every grave in the cemetery.

Not long after, the mist disappeared again, as if it had never appeared.

After the mist left, one of the tombs suddenly exploded, and a young man with a stern face walked out of the cemetery.

"How many years have passed?"

"I didn't expect that I, Xie Yu, would have a day of recovery!"

This young man named Xie Yu was one of those who were seriously injured. Even when Fang Hao and the others woke up, he still had no signs of waking up.

But at this time, Xie Yu woke up.

If the Lord of the Undead was here, he would be able to recognize Xie Yu.

This man was also a fierce general under the command of the Great Terror. His cultivation was even stronger than that of Fang Hao, and he was a real emperor.

But now, Xie Yu's strength is not even at the quasi-emperor level.

"I lost too much power, and my current cultivation is only equivalent to the level of the initial stage of the Creation Realm."

"However, I was able to revive again after so many years of death, and I have the strength of the Creation Realm as soon as I woke up. God has been very kind to me!"

Xie Yu was very satisfied with his strength at the initial stage of the Creation Realm. While he was talking, he had already started to practice the skills he had practiced before.

After Xie Yu was born, another tomb not far away appeared strange.