Fang Aquan looked up and saw a flag in the sky, as if it was his acquaintance.

"King of God, I am incompetent, but I have not disclosed anything about you!"

At this time, Emperor Silver Horn trembled in Fang Aquan's hand and said that his strength seemed to have been exhausted. When the national flag appeared, he seemed to be sentenced to death and death.

This is not a simple sign. Fang Aquan saw the natural and weird patterns on the flag, and his heart trembled slightly. This is the flag he saw in the Huangquan River that day.

This is a flag flying above the bronze coffin of Huangquan River. The owner of the bronze coffin may be a mysterious existence who claims to be a god king.

"No...I beg you, the King of God...I will command the Silver Horned Man to be your slaves for generations..."

The Silverhorn Emperor's voice of pleading for mercy was as pitiful as a small animal strangled to death in his throat.

But what can we do? Fang Aquan didn't know what to do at this time. After all, the gap between the fields was too big. The result of rash and indiscriminate killing of innocent people was death.

Because at this time, the high flag is really terrible. The natural breathing is to cut the surrounding space. If it is completely restored, the world cannot bear its terrible power.

Even Fang Quan felt dry and speechless about the banner, because it covered the sky like a cloud, covering everything, leaving only fear and haze.

Prosperity-

Suddenly, a black light shone from a huge flag, like a dark lightning bolt, hovering towards the fountain from the night.

Around the dark light, huge space collapsed, and turbulence in space burst out from them.

This dark light was so fast that Fang Aquan could hardly react to it, but it appeared in front of Fang Aquan almost instantly, and above it was a kind of pressure from the flag itself. The space around Fang Aquan was squeezed and deformed, and even Fang Aquan could not move, so it could only allow the dark light to penetrate the horizon. In front of me.

At this time, Fang Quan's true body Wu Xuantian Sword emitted a soft light, wrapping Fang Quan's body. When the black light and the light of Xuantian Sword touched each other, the two of them immediately melted.

However, the Silver Horn Prince in Fang Quan's hand was not so lucky. The dark light that was faster than lightning split behind his head, and his head instantly turned into ashes.

Fang Quan felt a throbbing in his heart when he saw it. He couldn't help but look down at the Xuantian Sword in his hand. At this time, the sword body returned to normal, and he had to pretend to be very simple.

He raised his head, and the flags flying on the arch did not retreat. The big mouth was still terrible, revealing the dark void.

"snort!"

A long time later, I caught a cold.

"this-"

Fang Quan opened his mouth and felt a little surprised. No wonder the prince of the Silver Horn clan was unwilling to enter this small world, although he had found the entrance. This small world was not dangerous, but because he could not find the key to enter it.

At the end of the tunnel, there is a bright light. A door covered with bronze and rust stands in front. The door is ten feet tall and all the roads are closed. There is a key hole above the copper door. The key hole is large and the waist is thick, and the key to this door must be very heavy.

Fang Quan was most surprised at the back. At this time, there was a space between the end of the tunnel and the keys, with many keys hanging on it. At first glance, the lines on the keyboard were almost the same. Only when you look at them a little can you see the subtle differences. The whole space is keys. They have thousands. They are terrible.

Fang Quan had a bitter smile on his lips. At this moment, he finally understood why the Silver Dragon King would rather wait outside the tunnel than move forward alone. Thousands of keys, if tested one by one, it would take several years to say less.

Fang Quan let go and wanted to carefully feel the difference between the keys on these people's waists. After a while, he sighed softly. There was almost no difference between these keys. No one could tell who opened the copper door.

"What should we do?"

Fang Quan murmured that although he had a sharp Xuantian sword in his hand that could split the bronze door into a small world, he did not want to do this, because the bronze door was a barrier between the two. The bronze door was once a battlefield left by ancient Confucian sages. Once destroyed, the breath of the small world would inevitably leak out, and Fang Aquan was unable to attract other strong people to come.

Therefore, it is undoubtedly a very difficult thing for him to find the real key from hundreds of thousands of keys.

Fang Aquan snorted coldly, and then suddenly a turbid breath came out from his eyes. The chaotic breath almost covered all his eyes. Two almost substantial light shot out from Fang Quan's eyes. As the light continued to rotate, thousands of buttons were scanned.

He relied on his own eyes to find the most unique of the hundreds of thousands of keys.

When the dawn is shining, all the keys are presented in front of Fang Quan in a very special state.

He was looking for which key he had used, no! In fact, he was looking for which key he had been polluted by human luck.

"It's you!"

After a long time, a cold light shot out from Fang Quan's eyes, and then his body leaped over countless piano keys like Kunpeng.

This is a sea of ​​keys, where Fang Aquan drifted deeper and took root. After a long time, when his figure passed by, he suddenly held an unusual key in his hand. Among the thousands of keys, if thousands of keys had not been used, only this one would have been lucky enough to be dirty. This is enough to prove that Fang Quan was the only key in his hand at this time.

He walked straight to the copper door and inserted the key.

Then, with a bang, the copper door that had not been opened for thousands of years squeaked and slowly opened. After a while, an ancient and rich aura came from the other side of the copper door.

When the copper door opened, it seemed as if a dawn thousands of years ago was shrouded in the square spring inside.

“Is this a small world?”

Fang Quan said softly, his eyes were full of expectations. You know, in all his life training, no relatives and no one left their own traditions, loneliness, there is no need to spend time to experience building a small world, plus each small world is different, Fang Dazi Guan Lizhen's heart is at this time. The Confucian family has built a small world full of expectations.

He slowly walked into the copper door, and the surrounding scenery immediately changed. This part of the world was exposed to him at this time.

This is a very small world, and it is also the smallest world that Fang Aquan has ever seen. Its area is only as big as Longcheng, and it seems that you can see the end at a glance when standing at a high place.

When Fang Quan first entered this small world, he looked around and saw that some parts of the world were too old. At this time, the sky was covered with dark cracks. Countless spatial turmoil emerged from the cracks, like a big mouth, choosing people and devouring people.

"It seems that this small world has broken the rules set by the original creator, and these rules are still broken." In less than a thousand years, this small world will disappear.

Fang Aquan sighed and said in a low voice.

We should know that when powerful cast small worlds, most of them will modify some rules to paradise. For example, some.
Chapter completed!