The Art of the Great Sword

Luo Xiang held the Blood-Drinking Sword and finally tried to crack the spiritual pattern on the white jade platform.

Her attainments in spiritual patterns could not be compared with Yun Feng.

Facing the exquisite spiritual patterns on the white jade platform, she didn't know where to start cracking for a while.

"Such exquisite spiritual patterns are linked together, and each spiritual pattern is ever-changing. If I miscalculate the changes of these spiritual patterns, then even I may be attacked by the spiritual patterns here."

When Luo Xiang thought of the situation she was facing now, her expression became particularly ugly.

Fang Qingyang saw that Luo Xiang had no idea where to start, so he said: "Try as much as possible, while Yun Feng has no time to take care of us, first crack the spiritual pattern formation here."

Yun Feng had been pulled into a landscape painting by the middle-aged man who walked out of the heavenly punishment, and the middle-aged man also disappeared.

Without Yun Feng's formation, Fang Qingyang felt that if he didn't get rid of the restriction here now, he would definitely encounter greater danger.

However, even if Luo Xiang was holding the Blood-Drinking Sword, she didn't dare to attack the spiritual patterns on the white jade platform.

She was afraid of these complicated and changeable spiritual patterns. Each spiritual pattern was full of many changes. She didn't know what consequences would be brought to her if she rashly touched the spiritual patterns here.

Things have evolved to this point. Her hands holding the Blood-Drinking Sword are shaking.

Fang Qingyang also planted the doll magic poison in her mind. Once there is any mistake on her side, even if the spiritual pattern formation does not destroy herself, Fang Qingyang will destroy herself without hesitation.

"Master, I have no way to crack the spiritual patterns here."

In the end, she chose to give up.

Fang Qingyang fell into silence for a while when he heard her words.

The restriction in his body has not been lifted yet, and he cannot break the restriction here just by relying on the power of the void.

He is blocked here and cannot use any means at all.

But the key problem is that the spiritual patterns lingering on the white jade platform may have other changes.

The situation is extremely critical, and the Dragon Emperor Sword has been taken away. He is now at the end of his rope.

Is there really no way to break the spiritual pattern formation here?

Fang Qingyang's heart became anxious, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't think of any way.

"The power of the void is different from the power of the material world. The power of the void is completely opposite to the power of the material world. Logically speaking, Yun Feng's spiritual pattern method cannot block the power of the void in my body, unless he also understands the power of the void."

Fang Qingyang gradually calmed his anxious heart. He began to condense the power of the void in his body again, and then carefully manipulated these void forces, and took the lead in killing the restriction in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He had to break the restriction in his body first. When the power of the void touched the restriction in his mind, the restriction suddenly burst out with a powerful force, pointing directly at Fang Qingyang's soul.

This was an attack on his soul, and it was going to destroy his soul directly.

When the restriction was touched by external forces, it would cause such a change, which Fang Qingyang didn't know before.

A strong sense of crisis surged in his heart. Fang Qingyang felt what he was experiencing now, and his whole expression became particularly ugly.

This restriction could not be lifted under the current situation, at least his soul could not support the moment when he broke the restriction.

But if he just let these restrictions attack his soul, his soul would have no way to last that long.

"Fight!"

He didn't have much time.

Yun Feng was taken away by the middle-aged man, and he didn't know when he would come out.

If I don't take advantage of this time to break the restrictions in my mind and leave the white jade platform, I will die!

I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well give it a try!

With this thought in mind, Fang Qingyang quickly moved again.

He ignored the pain coming from his soul and continued to use his void power to break those restrictions.

He did not use the spiritual pattern method he learned from Luo Xiang. With his level as a beginner in spiritual pattern, he could not find a way to break the spiritual pattern restrictions in his body.

He just used the characteristics of the void power to disintegrate the restrictions in his body.

These are two completely different power systems. When these two different power systems touch each other, it seems that a battlefield has formed in his body.

The severe pain came, the pain from the soul, which made Fang Qingyang unbearable.

But he had to endure this pain and continue to break the restriction.

Gradually, he found that his void power had partially dissolved the spiritual patterns in his body.

At the same time, the pain he endured in his soul was also alleviated.

This gave Fang Qingyang hope that his idea was right!

Immediately, he continued to crack the spiritual pattern restrictions in his mind.

Beads of sweat slid down from his dragon head. The pain was too intense, making him feel that his life fire was trembling.

However, he could not care so much.

Under his delicate control, the power of the void continued to devour those spiritual pattern restrictions and disintegrate them.

Fang Qingyang discovered that after these spiritual pattern restrictions were broken, they were unable to follow up and could not link up with other spiritual pattern restrictions in his body.

"Is this kind of restriction equivalent to confining my body separately?"

He figured out what was going on with his condition.

At this time, he began to crack the restrictions in his mind on a large scale.

The attack power evolved from the spiritual pattern restriction is getting weaker and weaker, and his soul is enough to support him to completely break the restriction in his mind.

I don't know how much time passed, but the restrictions in Fang Qingyang's mind were completely broken. At this moment, he could already use the power of his soul.

"Next, it's time for the whole body!"

Fang Qingyang directly spread the power of void all over his body, breaking through the spiritual pattern restrictions that wrapped his body.

His body is now like a battlefield. Under the entanglement of the spiritual pattern restriction and the power of the void, scars are constantly appearing inside his body.

The pain had numbed Fang Qingyang, and he relied on his willpower to hold on.

From the outside, Fang Qingyang's body is now riddled with holes.

Blood flowed out of his body, and the blood even gathered to the side, merging with the previous blood.