"The second secret pattern... stimulates the effect of 'World of Fire'? This move may seriously injure me..."

Fang Xing's eyes were dark: "Good baby, really good baby... The water in this world is really too deep."

The disciple named Song looked just average, but the treasure of the soul in his hand was so terrifying.

He is now glad that he did not provoke a strong person like Senior Sister Ning.

The reason is simple.

Junior Brother Song has the treasure of the soul in his hands, and it is impossible for Senior Sister Ning to not have it.

And... the power stimulated is enough to severely damage him now, and even risk his death!

He doesn't know that the treasure of the soul is a truly important treasure for monks in the mortal realm!

Although Junior Brother Song's cultivation level is average, his ancestors were once rich and had a great monk at the seventh level of the Soul Realm, so this 'Heart Flame Saber' was passed down as a family heirloom.

Now that Junior Brother Song is dead and the inherited treasures are left behind... a big family in the outside world may be about to fall apart.

…

One month passed quickly.

When Fang Xing calms down and doesn't cause trouble, no one can catch him.

After a month, those disciples who came for the trial were either buried in the secret realm or returned in triumph, and the original tranquility returned to the secret realm.

"Ho ho ho!"

Fang Xing circled in mid-air and landed on his black mountain. He glanced around and couldn't help but feel satisfied.

There are no natural or earthly treasures in this place, and those disciples of the Seven Kills Demon Palace are so full that they come to cause destruction.

On the other hand, Old White Ape's fruit forest looked as miserable as a tornado passing through.

He flew to the old white ape and saw the old white ape holding the empty stone wine jar and crying: "Old Sun's Baiguojiang... Those damn people not only destroyed my orchard, but also destroyed my orchard.

The wine cellar was found and dug up..."

"Okay, Old Sun... It's good if you can save your life. Anyway, didn't you say you still have twenty years of freedom? Fruit trees can regenerate and fruit wine can be brewed..."

Fang Xing comforted him.

"That's right...I'm almost used to it anyway."

The old white ape wiped away his tears and babbled: "I took a look around... The black wind python in Xishan was also beheaded, and even the snake's gallbladder was disemboweled. It was so miserable... There was also Jinfengjun and the Blue Water Demon.

…”

It chattered and named many monsters.

In fact, Fang Xing knew that there were more dead demons than this.

However, in the next twenty years, great monsters will be born one after another. After all, the emperor's liquid will continue to water and nourish them. In this secret realm, both natural and earthly treasures and monsters will thrive.

'Twenty years... continue to understand the laws of space.'

Fang Xing's eyes darkened as he made a decision.

…

Spring passes and autumn comes.

On top of the Black Mountain.

A black dragon is holding a wine jar and drinking heavily.

"Cool!"

Fang Xing threw the wine jar away and burped: "I, the Lord of the Black Mountain... actually got the nickname 'Old Monster of the Black Mountain' among those little monsters. I'm speechless. I'm the youngest?" "

However, now that the Ten Thousand Demon Realm has gone through a major reshuffle, many of the great demons have died, and the remaining great demons have indeed become old-timers.

Of course, there is still no way to compare with the old white ape.

In the eyes of the little demons in the outside world, Black Dragon is indeed an 'old demon' with a nerdy personality. Apart from eating, he likes to hide in caves and sleep...

Fang Xing finished drinking the fruit stuffed wine and smacked his lips: "Old Sun's skills are getting better and better..."

He sighed and continued to go back to the cave to sleep.

As for the body size, it has been fixed at about twenty-five meters long. It seems that it will not be able to grow unless it reaches a larger level.

He lay on the ground, closed his vertical pupils, and began to meditate on the rules again.

Fang Xing's consciousness is in harmony with everything, and he is aware of the obscure fluctuations in the void.

"The Illusory Void Layer... there are sixty-nine structures in total, and I finally understood the last one... Counting the previous eighteen years, this has been close to forty years, right?"

"Sure enough, the law of space is very difficult... I have observed the origin of space. It will take nearly forty years to advance to the third stage and break through to the 'mastery level'..."

Just as he was comprehending, the last spatial structure of the illusory layer was finally unveiled.

At this moment, a new line of information appeared on the properties panel:

[Space Law: Proficient → Mastery!]

[Space Law: 1/20000 (Mastery)]

…

"If you can have this kind of understanding of the law, this time travel will not be in vain."

"Thirty-eight years in a blink of an eye...the world of immortality only lasts for ten days. This is a great opportunity..."

In Fang Xing's vertical pupils, wisps of silver light flashed.

If you look carefully, you will find that the silver light is composed of countless small runes, each with a three-dimensional space structure, describing the mystery of the way of space.

It continues to penetrate deeper and deeper, until it reaches the heart of the black dragon.

"The understanding of space laws has reached the third stage, and you can condense the 'heart of space'! From now on, you can understand the fluctuations of space more clearly... and you can also condense the power of space rules."

"As a superior law, the power of space rules is more terrifying than the power of flame rules. It should be able to easily split the void and even banish it..." "Of course, the biggest benefit is that we can make better use of the void with the help of the power of space rules. .”

Now, when Fang Xing looks back at himself, he always feels that he has used the power of rules too roughly.

The power of rules is better at leveraging the rules, creating and evolving at the same time...

It’s not just about destruction!

At this time, Fang Xing's consciousness suddenly broke into the ethereal layer with the power of silvery-white space rules.

He even came to the Taixu layer, a layer of chaotic and confusing space structure.

——Illusory layer!

"Space chaos... can be corrected by the power of space rules."

Along with Fang Xing's thoughts, wisps of silver light flickered, and the illusory layer centered on his consciousness seemed to become stable.

At the same time, his sight quickly rose up, and he seemed to see the entire 'Ten Thousand Monster Realm'!

Even the black dragon's figure became a little illusory, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

"Teleport!"

"This is the true art of teleportation!"

Fang Xing's eyes brightened: "The real teleportation technique must rely on the illusory layer! Use the power of space rules to stabilize the illusory layer... Then activate positioning, step out of the illusory layer, and the outside world can teleport billions of times.

Thousands of miles!"

This is completely different from the monk Nascent Soul teleporting through the Taixu layer, which can often only teleport hundreds or even thousands of feet at a time.

Not to mention that one is the spirit body and the other is the body, the difficulty is vastly different.

Even in terms of distance, the difference is incalculable.

"The teleportation distance... is based on the distance that I can stabilize in the illusory layer now... In other words, the farthest I can sense in the illusory layer is where I can teleport..."

"If calculated by the Nascent Soul cultivator, the Nascent Soul consciousness is hundreds of miles in the material layer... and in the illusion layer, after the chaos stabilizes, moving one mile... is roughly equivalent to moving one trillion miles in the material layer?

"

"Sure enough, this is the real teleportation... A slight movement is the distance calculated in light years... But the farther the distance, the blurr the induction, and the possibility of teleporting to a dangerous place is greatly increased."

Fang Xing's consciousness resides in the illusory layer, silently observing the world of monsters.

From this higher-dimensional perspective, the size of the Ten Thousand Monster Realm can be easily observed.

This is an irregular continent about three million miles wide and eight million miles long, dotted with many giant lakes and oceans...

"With my current ability to teleport, I can reach every place in the Demon Realm at will..."

Fang Xing could even sense that there was a tight 'net' at the outermost edge of this small world!

"If you use the space escape technique of the Taixu layer, such as Nascent Soul teleportation, you will never be able to escape... This world of ten thousand monsters is obviously the wealth of the Seven Kills Demon Palace, with seals and forbidden air restrictions...

"

"But I should be able to escape with the help of the teleportation technique in the illusory layer..."

Fang Xing was a little moved immediately, but he quickly endured it.

"No... Although I am confident that the Yuanshen Realm monks will not be able to catch me... but the Seven Kills Taoist is a powerful person in the Celestial Immortal Realm... a being who is suspected to be the Creator cannot be overestimated no matter how much we value him."

"Let's stick to the original plan, since the next demon invasion is coming soon anyway."

The original plan was, of course, to use secret techniques to control a disciple as a slave, then disguise himself as a subdued pet and follow the disciples of the Seven Kills Demon Palace to go out openly.

This was the inspiration Fang Xing got from watching Senior Sister Ning subdue Xiao Huang last time.

For this reason, there are also secret books of "Ten Thousand Hearts" in these decades.

He glanced at the properties panel:

[10,000 Hearts: 3/400 (Master)]

"The master-level soul control technique, as long as it is not seen by Taoist Qisha in person, there should be no big problem..."

"Even if I fail, I can still use the teleportation technique to escape!"

"Everything is ready now, just waiting for the extraterrestrial demon to invade again..."

…

A few days later.

Next to the orchard.

Fang Xing shrank in size and held a special wooden cup: "Old Sun, your wine-making skills are getting better and better..."

The white ape ate the peach in his hand and stared blankly at the orchard: "It's been another twenty years..."

"Yes, a catastrophe that occurs once every twenty years..."

Fang Xing looked around and found a crow the size of a millstone and a large white-scaled snake.

This is the most outstanding two-headed demon clan in the area in the past twenty years, and it has grown to the stage of a great demon.

"Grandpa White Ape, Master Black Mountain..."

From the crow's mouth came a child-like voice.

Fang Xing's face twitched and he continued to watch Bai Yuan rely on his old age.

After the two big monsters left, he looked at the old white ape: "Why didn't you get them to agree to take action? Are you relying on me?"

The old white ape shook his head: "Old Sun is worth it if he can live for more than a hundred years... If I don't run away this time, I will live and die with the Baiguolin!"

"Then forget it... God will help you if you help yourself. If God doesn't help me, I will help you."

Fang Xing flicked his tail and stringed up several bottles of wine: "As long as you practice the skills I have taught you over the years, there is no problem in hiding yourself, but you can't protect other monsters... Otherwise, there will be unexpected disasters. Remember

Remember!”

The words were spoken slowly, and his figure had disappeared...
Chapter completed!