The Art of the Great Sword

After Fang Qingyang swallowed the Creation Essence and Blood Pill presented by Luo Xiang, he has been recovering the essence and blood in his body.

The essence and blood in his body had completely recovered. At this moment, Fang Qingyang felt that his combat power had reached a new level.

This is mainly because the previous battle with Luo Xiang gave him a new breakthrough in the use of the power of the void. At the same time, he burned the essence and blood, and after the recovery of the Creation Essence and Blood Pill, the essence and blood in his body increased again. Some.

Now Fang Qingyang only feels that the essence and blood in his body is at least several times more than that of monks in the same realm.

"Now tell me carefully about this altar."

After the essence and blood recovered, Fang Qingyang immediately began to ask about the origin of the altar.

When Luo Xiang heard this, she immediately explained: "The spiritual pattern on this altar comes from our Rakshasa demon clan. Any creature that offers sacrifices to this altar will definitely receive corresponding material feedback as long as it asks for anything."

Hearing this, Fang Qingyang frowned slightly and asked, "Is this altar only connected to your Rakshasa demon clan?"

Fang Qingyang didn't know exactly what world the Rakshasa Demon Clan lived in.

However, some of the demon monks he conquered from the Tianyuan had seen similar spiritual patterns appearing in the Tianyuan, which made him think that this altar should be able to lead to the Tianyuan.

Now he just wants to figure it out.

Luo Xiang shook her head slightly and said: "The altar not only leads to our Rakshasa Demon Clan, but there are similar teleportation altars, and you can actually go there."

When Fang Qingyang heard this, his eyes lit up and he said, "Can this altar lead to the abyss?"

"Tian Yuan?"

Luo Xiang looked at Fang Qingyang with a confused expression and asked, "May I ask Master, where is Tianyuan?"

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he said: "Haven't you heard of the great black and yellow world Tianyuan?"

"That place?"

Luo Xiang was a little shocked in her heart, and she asked: "Master, are you a monk from Tianyuan?"

Fang Qingyang said: "The questions I asked have nothing to do with my origin, right?"

Hearing this, Luo Xiang said: "Of course I have heard of the Xuanhuang World, and I also know about the Xuanhuang World Tianyuan."

"Someone from our Rakshasa Demon Clan is going to the Xuanhuang World."

Fang Qingyang said: "How to get to the Xuanhuang World through this altar?"

Now that he has determined what he wants to determine, Fang Qingyang naturally wants to return to the Xuanhuang World and solve the alliance of all races in the abyss.

Luo Xiang said: "First, you have to communicate with the altar on the other side of Xuanhuang World, and then send the corresponding sacrifices, and then you can teleport directly there."

"Does it sound easy to do?"

Fang Qingyang smiled and said: "Without further ado, please contact me now about the altar on the other side of Tianyuan, I want to go to Tianyuan!"

While the two were talking here, Su Luochuan also came to Fang Qingyang's side.

The previous battle between Fang Qingyang and Luo Xiang made him look anxiously on the sidelines, but he couldn't do much to help.

Even if the monks under Fang Qingyang united to attack Luo Xiang, their offensive had no effect when they reached Luo Xiang.

Su Luochuan once thought that Fang Qingyang would most likely die in Luo Xiang's hands, but the final result was somewhat beyond his expectation.

Fang Qingyang defeated Luo Xiang and subdued Luo Xiang directly, which made Su Luochuan full of emotion.

"Lao Wu, many of the monks under your command have fled."

After Su Luochuan finished speaking, he moved his gaze to Luo Xiang. Now Luo Xiang no longer had the same cold attitude as when he appeared here before.

At this moment, Luo Xiang felt like a living creature of flesh and blood.

Hearing this, Fang Qingyang did not take this matter to heart. He said: "If you run away, you will run away. This Taixuan world is just a passerby after all. What we have to do is return to Tianyuan!"

After saying this, he gave the blood-drinking sword to Su Luochuan and said: "Brother, although the blood-drinking sword is broken, it has a weapon spirit. It is estimated that it will be restored to its original state in a short time. It can be used as a weapon." A gift for you to break through to the realm of creation.”

When Su Luochuan saw Fang Qingyang gifting him a blood-drinking sword, he was stunned and said, "Lao Wu, you should need him more than me."

He knew that Fang Qingyang had practiced the Ten Thousand Swords Art. They were fighting against the demon clan in the Phantom Demon Pool. When the Phantom Demon Pool was about to collapse, Fang Qingyang threw all the spiritual swords he used to perform the Ten Thousand Swords Art into the Phantom Demon Pool.

If Wan Jian Jue does not have the support of the spiritual sword, it would be difficult for Fang Qingyang to bring out the power of Wan Jian Jue.

"This is the peak creation spiritual weapon. I already have the Dragon Emperor Sword, but it is useless to me!"

Fang Qingyang shook his head slightly and handed the blood-drinking sword in his hand to Su Luochuan.

Su Luochuan did not go to pick him up. He said to Fang Qingyang: "Lao Wu, it's not like you don't know my wealth. As long as I return to Central Continent, a mere good fortune weapon is nothing to me."

Fang Qingyang said: "But we haven't returned to Central Continent yet!"

He said: "Brother, take it!"

Luo Xiang on the side was dumbfounded when she saw that both Fang Qingyang and Su Luochuan were rejecting the blood-drinking sword.

Don't you respect my opinion?

This blood-drinking sword is mine!

She wanted to say this to Fang Qingyang and Su Luochuan, but as far as what was happening now, once she said this, she would put herself in an extremely dangerous situation.

"Lao Wu, your Ten Thousand Swords Art requires a spiritual sword as a support. This blood-drinking sword is the pinnacle spiritual weapon of creation, and it can be used as the general outline of the Ten Thousand Swords Art to drive it!"

Su Luochuan once again rejected Fang Qingyang.

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he smiled and said, "Brother, have you forgotten where we are?"

"This is the Taixuan World. Not to mention getting 10,000 Creation Spiritual Weapons, there should be no problem in getting 10,000 Feathered Spiritual Weapons."

"Now in this Taixuan world, you and I are the strongest. I want them to offer me the feathered spiritual weapons, and they will not refuse."

"What's more, when performing the Ten Thousand Swords Art, it doesn't mean that the stronger the level of the spiritual sword, the better, but it depends on the number of spiritual swords!"

"The power erupted from ten thousand feathered spiritual weapons will not be weaker than that of the created spiritual weapons!"

After hearing Fang Qingyang's words, Su Luochuan stopped refusing. He put away the blood-drinking sword and said, "Thank you!"

Fang Qingyang said speechlessly: "Brother, between you and me, the word "thank you" is too disrespectful!"

Then, he said to the monks under his command: "Everyone, I give you a task. Find me ten thousand feathered spiritual weapons!"

The Creation Realm monks under Fang Qingyang were all dumbfounded when they heard what he said.

Among them, Zuo Qing, who came from the Demon Emperor Continent, immediately said: "Master, you may have some misunderstanding about our Taixuan world. How can the Taixuan world be so rich?"