Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

She obtained a lot of resources from the Golden Lion Clan, and after the previous battles, she also realized more urgently that her own strength was too weak.

So take the time to restore your strength.

Chapter 702 Transforming a Different Space

After teaching Ao Zhanxiong and others a good lesson, Zhao Fan let them go.

The Yanlong Sword Pavilion was damaged, and Zhao Fan had no plan to continue repairing it, mainly because of his own realm, the ordinary practice place could not meet Zhao Fan's needs at all.

So Zhao Fan came to the small world inside Wudao Jiange.

Although this place is barren, but after a little renovation, it is the most suitable place for retreat in the entire Tongtian Sword Mountain.

And if you practice here, you don't have to worry about factors that will affect other people.

"hey-hey……"

Just when Zhao Fan came here, the idiotic sword monk, like a dancing child, rushed forward.

The sword monk is foolish and foolish, and his bones are full of violent and uncontrollable killing intent.

Since the Sword Monk fought against Jin Wudi last time, Zhao Fan kept him in the small world, mainly because he was worried that the power in his body would not be controlled, so as not to cause trouble.

Although it is said that the remnants left by the Immortal King Tongtian helped the sword monk suppress the demonic nature in his body, but it also weakened the former's strength.

It was Zhao Fan's first fight with the sword monk, and even though the latter had passed for a long time, he still had the realm of a seventh-rank immortal, and after being stimulated, he tended to soar towards the realm of an eighth-rank immortal.

However, the last time the sword monk made a move, he was given the upper hand by Jin Wudi, who was also a seventh-rank immortal. This made Zhao Fan have to think about solving the sword monk's own problems.

Although the sword monk is unconscious, he is a very good thug, and he was cast into the Immortal Control Curse by Zhao Fan. Even if his strength recovers again in the future, Zhao Fan has nothing to worry about.

"The power left by the Immortal King Tongtian is very powerful. It not only suppressed his killing intent and demonic nature, but also imprisoned part of his remaining immortal power."

"It's no wonder that the last time I fought against the head of the Golden Lion Clan, I was still suppressed by the former."

Zhao Fan just glanced at it and saw the problem in Sword Monk's body.

Now his strength has skyrocketed several times compared to a few days ago, and his vision has naturally been greatly improved.

"What is the origin of the sword monk?"

"The Douzi secret he has mastered is also very amazing, and can even be compared with Yu Wanjie Transcending the Immortal Sutra."

"If I can comprehend it through practice, I may be able to achieve a promotional breakthrough in my strength in a short period of time."

Zhao Fan pondered for a moment, then decided to make a move to help the sword monk recover part of his strength.

The sword monk has a certain attraction to Zhao Fan, whether it is his own combat power or the magic powers he has mastered.

boom!

Zhao Fan made a move, and the sword energy raged, covering almost the entire small world of different space.

Under Zhao Fan's control, the sword monk didn't resist, allowing waves of majestic sword energy to rush into his body.

His face was a little distorted, but his eyes were still very confused and cloudy.

bang, bang...

As Zhao Fan's sword energy rushed into the sword monk's body, it seemed as if the shackles tied to the former's body were broken.

Of course, Zhao Fan's power can't be compared with the power left by Tongtian Immortal King, but Zhao Fan can easily reduce the influence of that power on the sword monk.

As the suppressive force left by Tongtian Immortal King became smaller and smaller, the violent evil spirit on the sword monk gradually began to spread, like a supreme monster about to explode.

The wisps of qi that diffused out shattered the nearby void, causing the entire small world to roar.

The sword monk's strength soared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to the state when he first fought with Zhao Fan.

His eyes became more and more scarlet, and a terrifying killing intent spread overwhelmingly.

"Kill...kill..."

"I... want to kill everyone..."

The sword monk's face was distorted, and he laughed out loud, looking as terrifying as a madman.

If it weren't for the suppression of the Immortal Imprisonment Curse, he might have shot Zhao Fan long ago.

"With the release of power, that magic will also be liberated."

"Since you want to kill someone, then try to kill me."

Zhao Fan wanted to see what terrifying power the sword monk still had, so he let go of the Immortal Control Curse and said to him.

"kill……"

Upon receiving Zhao Fan's order, the Sword Monk's eyes instantly shot up, like a bloodthirsty beast, a black saber condensed from his raised hand, and came down with a destructive posture.

The longer it was suppressed before, the more frightening the outbreak is now.

The power of a single knife has the aura of splitting the sky, and the destructive power in it is like a black dragon roaring and wreaking havoc.

Seeing this, Zhao Fan looked determined, raised his hand and punched out.

boom!

Jie Dao shattered, and the sword monk flew hundreds of miles away as if he had been hit hard, and was blasted into the ground a hundred meters deep.

Before he could struggle to get up, Zhao Fan pointed out again and blasted him deeper into the ground.

Even the sword monk who has been dominated by demonic nature has the strength comparable to the seventh rank or even infinitely approaching the eighth rank immortal monarch. In front of Zhao Fan at this moment, he is as weak as a chicken.

"Release your stronger magic and killing intent."

"I want to see how violent you can be."

Zhao Fan gave him an order, and at the same time shot again.

what……

The sword monk roared angrily, and the aura in his body surged again and again, and he stepped into the realm of the eighth-rank immortal monarch, and rushed towards Zhao Fan with a posture of not fearing death.

"not bad."

Seeing this, Zhao Fan's eyes showed satisfaction, and he still pointed out that even if the sword monk used Dou Zi Mi, he still couldn't compete.

In the face of absolute power, even the sword monk who went mad after stepping into the eighth-rank fairy still looked so small.

This is the premise for Zhao Fan to keep his hand, otherwise, the sword monk would have died hundreds of times.

Zhao Fan wanted to test the potential of the sword monk, and at the same time wanted to take this opportunity to observe the method of Dou Zi Mi, so he kept colliding with the sword monk.

In just a moment, the entire small world was almost torn apart.

Boom!

Accompanied by a deafening bang, the sword monk flew upside down and fell powerlessly to the ground.

Most of the evil spirit on his body dissipated, and even a rare clarity appeared in his cloudy eyes.

"I...can't beat..."

The sword monk panted, subconsciously said such a sentence.

It seems that after being beaten like a sandbag by Zhao Fan, he regained a little sanity.

"I hope you can recover more strength in the future."

"Otherwise it's really meaningless to fight."

Zhao Fan shook his head, but did not continue to shoot.

When he came to Wudao Jiange for the first time, the sword monk was still able to fight him back and forth, but now he was crushed into scum by himself.

It wasn't that the sword monk was too weak, but that Zhao Fan's own strength skyrocketed to an unimaginable level after absorbing the power of more than a dozen eternal swords.

Unless it is the Peerless Immortal Lord who makes the move, no one under Peerless can match Zhao Fan.

Peerless Immortal Sovereign, that is above Ninth Rank and below Immortal King!

After the battle, Zhao Fan took action to transform the different space.

An hour later, the original chaotic space instantly became full of vitality, like a truly perfect small world.

Moreover, in order to prevent the different space from collapsing, Zhao Fan personally arranged a large defensive formation, so that even if the high-ranking immortals fight, the entire small world will not be damaged.

In the following days, apart from his daily practice, Zhao Fan would spend most of his time fighting against the sword monk.

One is to stimulate him to improve his strength, and the other is to gain insight into the mystery of fighting words from the sword monk's fight.

Chapter 703

Time flies, and it is 100 years in a blink of an eye.

In the past 100 years, the entire Tongtian Sword Mountain has been booming. Whether it is the overall strength or the influence of the sect, it has been improved several times or even dozens of times compared to before.

The two sisters, He Xinyu, worked hard to make the sect look new and prosperous.

Of course, the most important thing is that for so many years, few forces have dared to provoke Tongtian Sword Mountain, so that the development of Sword Mountain can be safely guaranteed.

"Sister, Engong has stayed in Wudao Jiange for 100 years."

"Over the years, I have asked to see him several times, but he has not responded."

"Don't benefactors don't want to see me?"

In the Jianshan Great Hall, He Xinyue blinked her big eyes and asked softly to her more mature and intellectual elder sister He Xinyu.

"Silly girl."

"I heard from Senior Ao that Engong should devote himself to cultivating in Wudao Jiange, not to mention you, even Senior Ao and Fairy Ziling can't see Engong."

"Stop thinking about it."

Seeing her sister's confused and lost look, He Xinyu smiled gently and comforted her.

In fact, in recent years, not only her younger sister, but she also went to see Zhao Fan many times, but without exception, she never saw the latter.

Although she felt a little lost in her heart, He Xinyu could understand.

After all, Zhao Fan and other unfathomable powerhouses often practice retreat for hundreds or even hundreds of thousands of years.

"Ok."

"I just want to go to Engong and tell him that I have broken through to the first rank of Xianjun."

"Make him happy."

He Xinyue muttered with red lips, and said with some resentment.

Over the years, she devoted herself to practicing.

From the original level of the best Daluo Jinxian, he crossed half a step to the level of Xianjun, and finally stepped into the level of Xianjun not long ago.

In addition to He Xinyue's outstanding aptitude, it is also thanks to the massive practice resources that Jianshan obtained from the Golden Lion Clan.

"What else do you say?"

"If you weren't lazy, otherwise, with your aptitude, you might be able to catch up with me."

"After all, the two of us used up a lot of cultivation resources we obtained from the Golden Lion Clan before."

He Xinyu tapped her sister's smooth forehead with her long and slender fingers, and said dotingly.

"I know."

"In the future, I will work harder to break through to the second-rank Xianjun as soon as possible, and catch up with your sister."

He Xinyue blinked her big eyes and said seriously.

boom!

While the two sisters were talking, there was a thunderous whistling sound outside.

"This is the aura of Senior Ao. Could it be that he has broken through?"

With a thought in mind, He Xinyu led her sister out of the hall.

The two sisters saw at a glance that there was a huge black flood dragon not far away, soaring into the sky from the retreat area, and the surging and majestic aura scattered the clouds and mist in the sky.

"It's really Senior Ao, he succeeded in breaking through."

"100 years ago, Senior Ao was still a fourth-rank immortal. 50 years ago, he broke through to a fifth-rank immortal, and now he has broken through again."