Beyond Deep Space

From this chapter alone, he knew that this trip was worthwhile!

"Lei Dian Xing, there is an acre of land there!" Wu Tian fluttered his wings and rushed out, with glowing black wings flying across the sky, he fell into a land of thunder.

Wang Xuan is not far behind, this thing cannot be missed, it is an important material for brewing medicinal wine, and it cannot be missing during the fermentation process.

Fortunately, there are more than a dozen silver apricot trees in an acre of land. There is a thunder lake, densely packed with lightning, and all of them fall on it. From the leaves to the branches, this thunder and lightning apricot tree is silvery and white, absorbing the light, and the mythical substance is abnormal rich.

If it was outside, the appearance of one plant would trigger many strong people to scramble for it, but here there are more than a dozen plants, forming a forest.

Whoosh whoosh!

Wang Xuan snatched three of them, and it was safe.

He was not greedy, and he rushed to the next place without any delay. There are too many good things here, and he absolutely cannot give up an entire mountain and river for a small piece of forest.

"Let's split up and go out, exchange what we need and exchange strange things." Wu Tian said, he also ran away after grabbing a few plants, and didn't dare to stay at all.

Because the fishing net is too strong, and there is no grass growing where it passes. It is worthy of being a super prohibited item. If there is no "true spirit", there will be nothing wrong with the two of them this time.

Wang Xuan chose a direction, and quickly picked up a few rare objects along the way, such as the sacred yellow bud tree, which is full of young buds and will never turn into leaves. It is said to be the ultimate treasure that can enhance the taste.It can make delicacies more delicious, and it can make the fragrance of wine to a higher level. The most important thing is that it can nourish the body and is a great tonic.

"Um?!"

A luminous mountain, flowing runes from the top of the mountain, extending to the foot of the mountain, with the charm of the simple avenue, immediately attracted Wang Xuan's attention, this place is very extraordinary.

He jumped like lightning, and came to the front of the mountain. There was a high platform on the top of the peak, on which a scarecrow was tied, holding a rotten wooden sword in his hand.

In fact, the scarecrow was also worn out and falling apart.

But this high platform has an astonishing dao rhyme flowing, which clearly tells people that this place is sacred and worth exploring.

Sure enough, when he stood in front of the high platform and looked at the scarecrow, he saw various symbols flowing, and then, one after another, glowing villains jumped up, showing various sword moves, which was the reflection of the true meaning of swordsmanship.

Today, Wang Xuan has never seen any kind of scriptures. Most of the famous classics in the mother universe have been turned over by him. It is not an orthodox tradition, but the accumulation of brilliant civilizations.

But here he is still attracted, this sword intent is so profound and unpredictable, it must be a bright chapter, something that can leave a name in history.

Now that you have seen it, you can't miss it. Wang Xuan resonates with his spirit, devotes himself to and comprehends it, and absorbs the essence of inheritance here.

Because, this may be the kendo left by the creatures of Yudaohua, and if you miss it, you will regret it.

Whizzing!

He practiced and started on the road, and he burst out an astonishing sword light, which he comprehended.

Because he studied Dao Zhanjian intensively and practiced it into the supreme sword wheel in the golden bamboo slips, he is definitely one of the people who are at the forefront in the field of true immortals.

At the end of the practice, the tattered scarecrow actually moved, slowly raised his hand, and signaled him to go up to the high platform with the decayed wooden sword in his hand.

"This is a different kind of inheritance, and I have been recognized?" He guessed.

In fact, the scarecrow on this high platform will not move for a long time, and those who have not realized the true meaning of the sword will not be able to revive it at all, and will not make any movements.

When Wang Xuan took the stage, the scarecrow performed a certain fixed Taoist rhythm, and he shot when he came up.

"I...!" Wang Xuan was shocked, blood slid down his face, and when he opened his mouth, he tasted the taste of his own blood.

Then, he felt a sharp pain, his skull seemed to be blown to pieces, and he couldn't avoid the sword light flashing across it.

Soon, he saw that his skull fell, covered with blood, and some off-white liquid, falling from his eyes.

He quickly copied it in his hand, convinced that it was his parietal bone, and it was blown off by the Scarecrow's sword.

"I @@!" This kind of competition and guidance made Wang Xuan terrified, it was really...extremely exciting.

Brains splashed out of his head and flowed to his face, making him feel cold and uncomfortable. If he wasn't a real immortal, he would be cold and his head would be killed with a sword.

In an instant, the textures on his body were intertwined, the flesh and blood glowed, the injured body recovered, the blood flowed back quickly, and at the same time he put his skull back.

He fought with the scarecrow, and with a poof, his heart was pierced.

Then, a brilliant sword light flashed across, splitting him in two, splitting his primordial spirit. The incomparable danger this time caused his eyes to dim for a short time.

But at the last moment, his sword wheel also smashed the wooden sword in the scarecrow's hand.

This time, an inexplicable rune resonated here, helping him restore his physical body and soul, which made him feel that he didn't have a serious injury to his vitality, but instead improved a little in his Taoism, as if he had been tempered again.

His expression was serious, this was definitely an unimaginable place for a big man to test his sword for his core disciples, he was "randomly entering".

At the same time, after he cut off the tip of the wooden sword, the scarecrow glowed, and a page of scriptures flowed out, which recognized him and reflected the Tao rhyme for him again.

Wang Xuan quickly wrote it down, he hesitated, should he continue?Don't know if there are scriptures left.

However, if you continue to delay, you will miss all kinds of wonders in other places.

In this world, what should be worried about is not the lack of opportunities, but too many opportunities, which makes people have a headache because of the choice.

"Hurry up, interfere with the black fishing net. The most important main ingredient of medicinal wine is there. It has taken away one plant. You must not miss this plant." A violent wave of spiritual thoughts came from afar.

Wu Dalang was chasing a huge void golden lotus. At the same time, a large black net covered the sky and sun, and swooped down from the sky, trying to take them all away.

There is no choice, Wang Xuan has to help Wu Tian first, both of them want to brew the kind of supreme medicinal wine that can help people to protect themselves.

"True Saint's Backyard, there are too many good fortunes, it really makes people... a headache!"

If an outsider finds out, they will definitely want to kill the person who expresses such emotion.

Chapter 716

The golden lotus in the void, like a flowing fire in the universe, flies across at a very fast speed, and the fragrance is so refreshing that it attracts people's primordial spirit to float over from a long distance.

It is as huge as a hill, with twelve petals of golden glow, it shuttles through the void and can run by itself.

Wu Tian illuminated it with crystal clear parietal bone, finally able to observe its trajectory, but missed it several times.

The black fishing net was also chasing after it, falling from the sky, and was blocked by Wang Xuan at the right time. He waved his sleeves, intertwined killing patterns, and blocked its way.

"Okay, we'll share it equally after we get out!" Wu Tian shook the black wings, and with a bang, the void exploded, and he rushed past, not caring to say anything, because the speed of the golden lotus in the void was too fast.

After Wang Xuan blocked the way for a short time, he didn't make any more moves, and stepped out of the way again. He saw the big black net flying away, rushing towards a place of boiling flames.

"There are also good things in there?" Wang Xuan looked over.

In the place where the magma is boiling, one after another golden-red loach swims, the glow is shining, the fishing net is worthy of its name, and it runs over to catch fish.

"Fire dragons that can be used as medicine?" Wang Xuan followed and fished three from the magma. There were only a few left, and they were almost wiped out. There were hundreds of fire dragons in the red magma, but they all disappeared.

He gasped, the people on the pure land of the floating boat would definitely have to survive this time.

Wang Xuan turned and left, and began to collect strange things, it is really inferior to the big black net, it covers the sky and covers the ground, and when it passes by a place, no grass will grow, leaving it empty.

In the secret realm, for the time being, there are no powerful prehistoric beasts and fierce birds of different species, only a small number of low-level auspicious birds and small animals. Otherwise, the restrictions in those medicine fields would not be able to keep the elixir.

"nice one!"

Finally, Wang Xuan met another urgently needed "principal medicine". It was a piece of scarlet cloud, passing by at high speed in the void, and a piece of heavenly phoenix real bone shrouded in rune flames.

This is the bone of the Immortal Phoenix. Theoretically, it can be regenerated from Nirvana, but for some unknown reason, something happened to this bone and it is difficult to regenerate from Nirvana.

The scarlet fire was terrifying, burning Wang Xuan's palms with severe pain, the grade of this Tianfeng was a bit astonishing, and there are still complex textures on the bone that are born and died and intertwined.

He collided with it several times and chased it for hundreds of miles before he could barely suppress it and took it away.

The secret realm is very big, after Wang Xuan got the Tianfeng real bone, he was in a good mood, and if things go on like this, the medicinal wine that assists in practicing has been found, and it can really be brewed.

Suddenly, a terrifying atmosphere pervaded, and a huge shadow was cast in the distance, and then it was illuminated by boundless golden light.

An extremely powerful bird of prey appeared, and when its huge and boundless body flapped its wings, all the peaks and mountains below trembled, and some of them even flew off the ground.

These are sacred mountains, all of which are restricted and difficult to destroy, but that fierce bird can uproot them from the ground.

"Golden-winged roc, super peerless?!" Wang Xuan looked solemn.

"Dead!" Wu Tian appeared carrying a huge Void Golden Lotus, and he caught up and picked it. He saw the vicious bird in the distance, showing a serious expression.

"Well, it's a head puppet!" Wang Xuan nodded.

It seems that this secret land is not as peaceful as imagined, and there are still great dangers.

In this area, the black fishing net collided with the golden-winged roc, and it swept the sky and earth, trying to take away that terrifying huge ominous bird as a material.

There is obviously a problem ahead, there is a golden-winged roc blocking the way, its wings are like heavenly knives that can destroy everything, cutting through the void, trying to tear apart the huge black net.

Wang Xuan walked back resolutely, digging those rare objects that were easy to get first, not wanting to delay even a moment.

Most importantly, he is very interested in the high mountain where the scarecrow is, and wants to try the sword again.

A moment later, when the sword light was on again, Wang Xuan was cut in half, and the blood on the ground was red, quite bloody, and he walked all the way, which is rare for such a tragic situation.

Especially this time, there were no runes lighting up to restore him physically and spiritually.

He looked serious, he would die if he failed here, he had to take it easy, but he was very unwilling and wanted to continue trying the sword again.

"puff!"

This time, he was cut off by the slanted shoulder, and his intestines spilled all over the ground. The sky-high sword texture pierced a big hole in the sky of the secret realm.

Wang Xuan looked serious and attacked again to fight the scarecrow.He is always using the way of the sword, one sword wheel after another, with countless streams of sword energy, he is like the sun shining all over the world, and his sword light is everywhere.

Finally, the rotten wooden sword in the scarecrow's hand broke again.And Wang Xuan was also pierced through the eyebrows by the broken sword, and fell straight backwards.

This time, he was in a trance, and his soul was in the terrible broken sword, feeling the supreme kendo, as if a sea of ​​stars exploded in his spiritual field, and then went out, and there was a scene of the birth and death of the universe.

Is that the original meaning of a sword?

If it is not the scarecrow standing here, but the creator of the scriptures is here, if he falls with a sword, the original sword light can make the universe come and go, and can destroy all things and spirits.

At this point, Wang Xuan believed that this should be the way of the sword left by the supreme creature.

But this time, when he was about to use the Undead Silkworm Regeneration Technique, light flowed from the high platform, covering him, helping him heal his wounds, and tempering his body and spirit.

After the pierced head recovered, his practice improved, and the second page of scriptures flowed from the scarecrow and shone into his heart.

Wang Xuan understood that he could only get this kind of reward if he killed the scarecrow or damaged its wooden sword when he was amazing enough during the confrontation.

"How many years, there is no one like you." On the mountain, there was a half-skeleton, sitting up from the dirt and rocks, shaking the dust off his body.

He is in a special state, he should be dead, but there is still a faint ray of spiritual fire in the broken skull, it is an obsession, and it has not been completely extinguished.

"Who are you?" Wang Xuan was surprised. Earlier, he only thought that there was a skeleton under the soil, which was just a dead thing.

"I'm dead, and only a wisp of the unwilling sword intent from back then remains, but after waking up like this, it will soon dissipate." Wreckage said.

His whole body is full of sword holes, most of his skull is missing, and there are sword wounds on every bone. Did he consume himself to death while trying the sword here?

Sure enough, he nodded, saying that back then he practiced the sword into a demon, and desperately fought against the sword intent left by the "false saint", and he was defeated in the end.

"False saint?" Wang Xuan was surprised.

"How long has it been? Don't the newcomers know the origin of the scarecrow? One of the false saints killed by our ancestors, put the true meaning of his swordsmanship here..."

Wang Xuan was silent. The so-called false saints should be the ancestors of Bai Hong, Jin Yao and others. They were despised and insulted by the enemy, and they were not respected.

But those opponents did not completely deny their skills. Leaving the scarecrow is to give their disciples and future generations the opportunity to try the sword.

"You are amazing. The scarecrow contains four sword scriptures, and you have already obtained two. It is really rare." Skeleton said, considering Wang Xuan as his clansman, he automatically regarded him as the lineage of the true saint, thinking that the secret realm was opened again .

Wang Xuan didn't explain, and continued to practice swords, and was very interested in the four volumes of sword scriptures. Then, the bloody scene appeared again, during which he was beheaded many times.

"It's amazing, you are only a real immortal, dare to come here to try the sword, I have stepped into the heavenly level back then." Skeletal bone was disappointed.

At that time, he was regarded as a wizard of swordsmanship, but he practiced sword crazy, and finally died here tragically, and in the end he did not get the supreme scripture.

Under his surprised eyes, Wang Xuan swung his sword for the last time, and fought fiercely with the scarecrow, completely smashing the opponent's wooden sword.

Of course, he himself is also "heroic", and he has completely obtained four pages of scriptures so far.

"Amazing." The obsession with the sword intent in the bones dissipated into a stream of light, and he seemed to be relieved when he saw that a descendant of Tianzong had come to this step and obtained the sword scriptures of the false saint from the scarecrow.

Wang Xuan went away, and every minute of delay was silently missed with chance and good fortune.

Yuankong, the golden-winged roc had long since disappeared and was taken away by the big black net.

Wang Xuan also marched into this problematic area of ​​the secret realm, and then, he saw the terrifying fist light, the dazzling black feather flying sword shuttle, the black light covered the sky, and Wu Dalang was fighting with people, fighting fiercely.

In that area, there were dense figures tumbling, Wu Tian fought with a group of people, was besieged, covered in big men, and was submerged.

However, he was not in any danger. From time to time, someone would be torn apart, strangled to death by the black feather sword light, or exploded by a pair of pitch-black feather fans on his back.

"There are resurrection flowers here, at least four of them, in the depths of this corpse breeding ground!" Wu Tian shouted, introducing the situation here.

The resurrection flower is extremely rare, even if the primordial spirit is broken and blown up by someone, and after it is scattered, the flower can also gather a powerful primordial spirit again. It is the world's top strange thing and a priceless treasure!

These big men are all zombies, none of them are alive. They are ancient people of unknown age. They must have been very strong and infinitely powerful before they were alive. Now the weakest ones are all at the level of true immortals.

In the distance, a group of zombies came running wildly, almost no different from living people, with ruddy complexions, no lifelessness, and utter strength, all of them were heaven-level monsters.