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Chapter 612: The Enemy

After a little calculation, Fang Xingjian couldn't wait to consolidate his current abilities, especially the abilities of the sword world. There are too many methods to use. Material particles within a radius of 10,000 meters can freely **** the sword energy. This is definitely the best technique to cooperate with the magic array.

Especially with his Five God-Slaying Swords and the Zhuxian Sword Formation, I don’t know how terrible it will be.

However, he raised his head and looked at Tyrant and said, "I'll practice. Please help me hand over this Hell Bone Armor to Wang Xiaoyan and Fang Qian. If it can be repaired, it will be repaired. If it cannot be repaired, it will be directly decomposed. Help me create a long sword of divine bone arming, even if it is reduced by several levels."

Tyrant took over the Hell Bone Armor with both hands, looked at the legendary divine armor, the heavy treasure of the ancient hell path. There are almost no weapons in the world that god-level powerhouses can break through. He shook his head and said, "You are really so brave. If you hand over such a heavy treasure to Fang Qian and the others, aren't you afraid that they will leave after they take it?"

Fang Xingjian smiled slightly and said, "They have my sword intent in their bodies. As long as I want, I can find them anytime and anywhere, and it is impossible for them to escape from the ends of the world."

But the next moment, Fang Xingjian frowned slightly and looked at the fourth prince lying down. He could see that the fourth prince's face became paler and ugly, as if he had encountered some pain.

Tyrant said in surprise: "What's wrong with him? Isn't he accepting the inheritance of Emperor Xuanyou in the Six Heavenly Sword of Senluo?"

Fang Xingjian was silent for a moment and said, "Maybe he had encountered some difficulties." As he spoke, he had already come to the fourth prince, pointed at the fourth prince's eyebrows, and a huge sword intent plunged into the fourth prince's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Tyrant, go to Fang Qian and the others first. I'll help the Fourth Prince. When you encounter problems, don't panic. I'll come here later."

What Fang Xingjian said seemed to have a little deep meaning, but if you think about it carefully, it seemed that there was no meaning in it.

The next moment, Fang Xingjian could no longer feel any breath on his body, and it seemed like he was dead.

But Tyrant knew that Fang Xingjian was just focusing all his attention on the body of the Fourth Prince and not paying attention to the body of the body.

But this does not mean that Fang Xingjian's physical body is now unprepared. Especially Tyrant has recently felt that Fang Xingjian seems to have a sense of insidiousness, as if no matter what danger he encounters, it can be resolved in advance. It is really incredible.

Just like the physical body in front of me, it seems that it is not at all prepared, but once there is really any danger, Fang Xingjian may wake up in advance and give a thunder blow.

‘The Fangxing Sword cannot practice black magic, but it is following the Knight’s Way, but does the Knight’s Way have such a way to predict the future?

Is this premonition in the dark a whim the legendary whim?

But according to the records in the Song of Shanhai Avenue, shouldn’t it be a abilities that are only possessed by the fourth level of the god level? Although the Star Sword is powerful, it does not reach the fourth level of the god level that is enough to dominate the world.’

Tyrant can imagine that if Fang Xingjian really reached the fourth level of the god level, with the current distribution of force on the Miracle Continent, it would definitely sweep the world and be unstoppable.

After all, the world has been changing for more than three months, and 99% of the god-level strong men are probably still spinning at the first level of the god-level. How could anyone be the opponent of the fourth level of the god-level?

While thinking, Tyrant had already put the Hell Bone Armor into the Gate of the Yellow Springs and took Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan to the location.

Fang Xingjian on the other side felt that he was constantly deepening into the consciousness of the Fourth Prince. Wherever he passed, there was a terrifying ghost energy, with wailing fragments of consciousness everywhere, and countless tortured souls.

Fang Xingjian only felt that after he went down one by one, he was like a ghost country wherever he passed, with the breath of undead everywhere, as if he had formed a kingdom of countless undeads.

Fang Xingjian even saw figures coming and going, some were selling weapons and swords, some were planting crops, some were fighting, and some even fought in some places, and the fighting sounded earth-shaking.

‘What’s going on? The inheritance of Emperor Xuanyou actually formed another world in the brain of the fourth prince?’ Fang Xingjian also felt a little incredible when he saw this scene. This method of creating a world in the consciousness of others was simply a magical skill, and it was extremely incredible.

Next, Fang Xingjian observed it carefully and found some clues.

The world created in this consciousness in front of us comes from various Etheric information from the outside world.

I don’t know what method Emperor Xuanyou used to constantly absorb various personal information from the external Ether mystery and pulled it into the consciousness of the Fourth Prince, making them think that they are still alive and are still living their lives day after day after year.

It can be said that the Fourth Prince's consciousness has really become a ghost country, gathering the memories of countless people who have long been dead.

‘It’s creating another world, but what’s the meaning of this?’ Fang Xingjian shook his head and suddenly smiled: “Jiuyou Hidden is a small world, and in front of him is equivalent to a ghost world. How much does this Emperor Xuanyou like to be the Creator.”

'But if this continues, the Fourth Prince may not be able to hold on.'

Everything has its limits. For example, the current Conscious Ghost Kingdom seems to use the memories of the external Etheric mystery, but the burden is the fourth prince. Using the fourth prince's brain to calculate the power, the number of consciousness that can be borne is obviously limited.

So at the beginning, the Fourth Prince was nothing unusual, but now he looks like his body is getting weaker and weaker.

‘I don’t know where the Fourth Prince’s real consciousness is. In short, I have to find him quickly and see how much he knows. If it really doesn’t work, I will only destroy all this ghost country.’

So his whole body flashed and he had rolled towards the depths of the Fourth Prince's consciousness again.

On the other side, Tyrant came all the way to the westernmost side of the academy, Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan's research room, including various bottles, jars, utensils that you can't understand, and dozens of casting masters provided by the academy were busy, obviously being busy with the arming of Fang Xingjian's divine bones.

Fang Qian glanced at Tyrant and asked, "Tyrant, why are you here?"

Tyrant smiled and took out the Hell Bone Armor from the Gate of the Yellow Springs, saying, "Look at what this is?"

Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan took turns to look at the dim Hell Bone Armor, and they seemed to be a little confused about the origin of the armor. It was because the quality of the Hell Bone Armor looked too bad now. Not only did it not show any extraordinary power, it was also composed of thick white bones, and there was no trace of solidity and strength at all.

At this moment, a sound came from the void, and a man and three women suddenly fell from the sky. A violent airflow swept over, and the entire studio squeaked, as if it would collapse at any time and anywhere.

A terror that penetrated deep into the bone marrow surged into the hearts of everyone present, as if a mouse met a tiger and humans met a heaven and earth.

A voice full of horror, cruelty, and cunning sounded in everyone's mind: "Oh? This armor is good, well, that divine-level spine is also good, oh... There are so many treasures, I didn't expect that Fang Xingjian was so rich.
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