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Chapter 991 Spiritual Concentration

He gently touched the Xuantian sword, from the tail of the sword to the tip of the sword. He caressed it as if he was stroking his own child. He gently stroked every inch of the sword, and then walked away.

After a long time, he relaxed the Sky Sword and sighed heavily.

He looked up at Fang Quan solemnly. "I hope he didn't choose the wrong person."

"I have sealed the sword spirit in the Xuantian Sword. I have wiped out all the traces of the sword that once belonged to me, but I can't bear to destroy the sword spirit, so I can only be sealed by the sword body. In the future, you can cast the sword spirit on the sword body again."

"This sword has been handed over to you, treat it well, little boy."

He gently stretched out the sky sword in his hand, and the long sword floated in front of Fang Quan.

"Remember to go to Wudang Mountain to tell Lao Xuanwu."

Emperor Zhenwu turned around and waved his hand gently. His body gradually disappeared, and finally disappeared in front of Fang Quan.

There was a twist in the void and everything disappeared.

In this way, the once magnificent Zhenwu Emperor disappeared. As for whether this is the last trace of the remaining soul in his world, Fang Quan didn't know, maybe he would disappear forever.

No one in the world feels sad for him.

roar-

As Emperor Zhenwu's mind disappeared, the shadow of Xuanwu floating in the sea of ​​thunder roared into the sky, and then its body began to gradually disappear.

The sea of ​​thunder water gradually returned to calm. A snake-like arc pulsated on the water surface. The golden thunder under the water fell again. The blue thunder filled the entire water surface.

Fang Quan looked very quiet. When Emperor Zhenwu faced the terrifying existence, they would have worried for thousands of years, and even depraved about it.

Maybe he wanted to tell Fang Quan some news at that time, but he didn't say it out in his heart.

Fang Quan felt that his responsibilities and responsibilities suddenly increased a little. He held the Zhenwu Xuantian Sword tightly. At this time, the Zhenwu Xuantian Sword sealed the sword and turned into an ordinary sword again. It seemed that there was no other purpose, but the material was sharper than ordinary weapons.

"Oh...I don't know how long it will take to rebuild the sword."

He whispered that the real Wu Xuantian Sword is currently not as big as the Dragon Sparrow Sword. It is well known that it is suitable for you in the end. Your own weapon is the best choice. Others are not their own. They greedily chew more.

Therefore, Fang Quan plans to use only the Dragon Sparrow Sword for the time being. As for the Zhenwu Xuantian Sword, when will the spirit of the new sword be concentrated?

Fang Quan sighed, and then his wise little man sat quietly by the well with him.

He is now seriously injured, especially in the God's sense, and needs to be repaired as soon as possible. Tens of millions of years of tranquility have just returned to the edge of a noisy thunderstorm pool, as if the noise and vibration just now were just an illusion, but a flash in the pan.

Fang Quan and the dissipated Emperor Zhenwu were just a traveler in front of Lei Zhi.

Fang Quan's divinity absorbed fragments in the sky. At this time, he received the news of Emperor Zhenwu. The Taoist 0 scriptures were originally created by a great man on earth. He couldn't help but admire this man.

We should know that even though Fang Quan has never seen a mysterious and complex method in the real world like the Word 0 scripture, the Word 0 scripture contains endless scriptures, integrates the advantages of thousands of schools of thought and extracts ten thousand essences of thought. It can be compared with the most advanced scriptures in the real world.

Perhaps the most glorious period on Earth thousands of years ago was no less than the real world today.

He sighed gently and said that after repairing, the gods absorbed the laws of the Great Dao much faster, and he absorbed them more than three times.

Although Fang Quan's speed seemed terrible, he could only sigh and look at the endless fragments.

While Fang Quan was working hard to restore his understanding, the atmosphere of Longhu Mountain was a bit subtle at this time.

Since he took medicine for his wounds, Fang Quan has been sitting quietly in the same place, like a clay sculpture. Only blood continues to gush out, and the violent fluctuations of the Huns prove that he is still alive.

Chen Chongdian's face was ugly. He stayed here for an entire hour, hoping that Fang Quan could not control the Xuantian Sword and was swept across a pool of mud by the fierce sword.

But this time, although Fang Quan vomited more blood, his wounds were still more fierce, but he had been living tenaciously.

This place made him the most angry. He had thought about shooting it many times today, but whenever he looked at Qi Longhu, the latter's peach sword would involuntarily fly to the back of the Tianshi Mansion, and he could start the battle to guard the Tianshi Mansion at any time.

At this time, nine iron swords were hung in front of Chen Dian Hall, but they did not fight.

"Can you feel the breath of the Heavenly Sword now?"

Chen Zhongdian asked, "This is the tenth time he has asked this time."

His eyes were full of hatred and anger. He stared at Fang Quan fiercely. If his eyes could kill people, then Fang Jian would be executed by the Spirit Sword in the sword's eyes.

If Zhan Tianjian's biggest enemy from childhood to adulthood is the longitude and latitude of the Longhu Mountain Sword, he only wants to defeat the longitude and latitude of the sword to prove himself.

If Zhan Tianjian's biggest enemy from childhood to adulthood is the longitude and latitude of the Longhu Mountain Sword, he only wants to defeat the longitude and latitude of the sword to prove himself.

At this time, he wanted to cut Fang Quan into thousands of swords because Fang Quan took away the Xuantian Sword. His life was for the Tiantian Sword. For this divine sword, he was willing to become a sword slave, and life only served one sword!

But at this moment, the Heavenly Sword must be taken away.

He is unwilling to give up!

"Master, it has disappeared..." Zhan Tianjian's face was full of reluctance, full of panic, and even tears were shed involuntarily, as if the beloved girl was taken away by another person.

Chen Zhongdian's face was as thick as water.

Losing the Xuantian Sword, and the Xuanwu of Wudang Mountain fell asleep again, their future status will be the decline of the river.

"Qi Longhu! Give him aside!"

Chen Chongdian's face looked very ugly, but he knew clearly in his heart that this was the great battle of Zhang Daoling, the early grandfather of the Dragon and Tiger Mountains, was laid down and was not easily provoked by him. Without the protection of the Xuantian Sword at this time, Qi Longhu could easily crush him into a piece of mud.

Longhu Mountain did not get rid of those gorgeous figures like Emperor Zhenwu, nor did anyone leave such fierce weapons like Xuantian Sword, let alone a fierce and unusual divine beast like Xuanwu.

During the endless years of Longhu Mountains, only a few ancient heavenly masters appeared. The only one who left a heavy brush in history was the early heavenly master Zhang Daoling, who only left this mortal battle in Longhu Mountain before he appeared.

“Why should we open it?”

The speaker is not a dragon, but a warm wood.

"You are not qualified to speak in front of me, let Qi Longhu speak!"

Chen Zhongdian looked pale and said that his score was much higher than Wenmu.

Qi Longhu didn't say anything. He seemed a little sleepy and yawned at the Tianshi Building.

"Qilonghu, please let me stop!"

In Chen Zhongdian's view, Longhushan's behavior today is just to cause trouble for tigers.

"what is it?"

"Suburn my Heavenly Sword!"

"Oh...I'm not Longhu Mountain Palm. You need to teach me such things!"

He waved his hand and whispered.

Chen's death immediately looked at Wenmu.

The latter shrugged and said innocently, "The size of Longhu Mountain is determined by the old master."

This time, Chen Chongdian finally couldn't help but burst out. He couldn't help but spit out swear words, but he only received orthodox education. He even cursed swear words but kept calling out shameless and despicable people...
Chapter completed!
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