The tower was sealed for five months, and the light on the 39th floor was still bright.

Fang Bai has been trapped on the 39th floor for four months, the four old people under the tower are not in a hurry, and the most anxious person is Xiang!

Ten months remain from the time of the alternation of the imperial power, if Fang Bai can not get the copper man within four months, Xiang Fan did not have the certainty of absorbing air luck.

All the previous efforts, turned into running water!

In the tower, Fang Bai suddenly opened his eyes, the momentum climbed, and stopped all the way to the peak of the four layers of the condensate.

The five-month understanding of the Dao has not stopped cultivation, perhaps the relationship between the state of mind, and the cultivation rate is much faster than the outside.

The daily refining of the spiritual fluid surged to 80 drops, just five months is more than 10,000 drops, swallowing more than 100 million spiritual fluids worth more than 100 million spiritual stones, and it is not surprising to cultivate to the four-story peak of the condensing state.

In addition to holding the white man of the sky, I am afraid that any family disciple will be so extravagant.

Light rain and white fves and other people are outside!

Only to see the white slowly stand up, step down, yellow sand overflowing, and step down, the eyes suddenly open up, Huang Sha opened a channel.

That's it!

There was a smile in the corner of his mouth, step by step, and the yellow sand receded like a tide on both sides, horribly avoiding the footsteps of the white.

Two hundred and eighty-eight steps fell, and the yellow sand seemed to encounter a very frightening thing, setting off a dust storm, and swept wildly toward the position where the white was.

“It is over!”

Fang Bai fell again, and the yellow sand around him seemed to suddenly stand still, and the next second, it dissipated sharply, without a trace.

There is a clear list around, where is the previous trace?

The body moved gently, and suddenly turned up, and the forty layers of light suddenly brightened!

“Finally over!”

Xiao Yu let up, continued to close her eyes and began to cultivate, five months, enough time for her to impact the four layers of contemplation, but the heart can remember the white, there is some delay.

The nameless looked up at the forty-layer light, continued to close his eyes, and his face moved gently, indicating that his heart was moving at this moment.

Millennials, no Tsing Yi disciples were born in the millennium, so why is the Wuyuan situation?

Five states and eighteen countries, ten martial arts, only here the martial arts court for a thousand years without green-clad disciples, this is a shame!

The shame is finally over!

Bloodless glance at the tower, look at the nameless, a hundred years of loneliness, the life will be over, and it is this day!

You can see this scene in your lifetime, and he will die without regret!

But is there really no regret?

Without tears, without regret, look at each other, sigh, they dedicated their lives to the martial arts, thinking that there is no hope to see this day.

Three years later, they saw it!

At this time, in the tower, Fang Bai smiled and looked at the array in front of him, the sword array!

To say that he is most familiar with the sword, in the past life, he entered with the sword, with the sword into the road!

Although those feelings have become a thing of the past, he has a huge advantage over ordinary people.

Especially after two robbrows, once the divine killing, let his spirit more condensed, as if to arouse some memories hidden in the depths.

Looking at the sword in front of me, it feels very friendly!

Stepping into the sword array, sharp, the sword like the ocean of the sea is instantaneous, hundreds of thousands of swords roaring down, the clothes are instantly cut to the crush, the skin appears a white imprint.

The purple yo-yo?

Practicing the skin is so beneficial, otherwise, at this moment he is already a blood man!

“What a powerful sword!”

Fang Bai whispered, closed his eyes to calm down, and a moment later, a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

This sword is a lane, but not entirely a lane.

If you want to break this sword, there is only one way, and that is the sword!

Through this layer, through the first test of the Tsing Yi disciple, it is not so easy.

The situation is the key to entering the Tai emptiness, of course, the Tsing Yi disciple of the martial arts cannot be an ordinary person, at least to understand the situation and take the first step of being too filament.

Therefore, this sword is a test, and it is tempering!

Test the understanding of the face, test the understanding of the situation!

You can understand the situation, you can't understand the situation, and let your strength pass through the sky, you can't break through the sword array based on the tower!

What a great handwriting!

What a good heart!

Sword, soldier in the king, the Lord kills, and justice!

Therefore, the heart is the sword, the heart is the sword!

Whether it is today's Tianyuan continent, or the place where Fang Bai lived in his past life, the sword will always be the mainstream weapon, and people are crazy and admired it!

Entering the sword is the dream that many people pursue!

Fang Bai has the same dream, so he also entered with a sword!

Bathed in the air of sword, Fang Bai felt a kind of cordiality, peace and tranquility that had never been seen before.

The sword washed his body, forgot the pain, forgot all that he had, only he was in love with the sword, heart and heart, God and God!

It was a strange feeling, as if he were now turned into a sword, wandering in the sea of swords, and returning to his mother's arms, soft, soft, warm.

The whisper of the sword sounded in his ear, told him, told him, told him the mood of the sword, and spoke to the heart of the sword!

“I know you!”

Fang Bai said softly, “Heavenly mainland, no one knows you better than me!”

The bell!The bell!The bell!

铮!铮!铮!

It was the sword cheering, the sword leaping, cheering to find the sanity, the jump to find the people who understood them.

"Follow me, I take you out of this prison, I take you out of the Great Chu Dynasty, I take you out of Yuzhou, take you out of the Tianyuan continent!"

The confided to the lover, the touch of the lover, the whisper of the white, the sword seemed to understand his meaning, and made a cheerful voice.

A sword spirit passed through the white skin and shot into his body, as if to find a destination.

Another sword spirit, then enter, the white smile is more intense, open the heart, let the happy God, the whole body pores open, let the sword into his body!

Ten ways, hundreds of ways, thousands of roads...

After a few moments, Fang Bai's body seemed to be turned into a sharp sword, exuding a strong sword, and the sword spirit around him once again moved and swarmed.

In an instant, a sword storm formed in the tower, centered on the white, and the sword spirit kept rushing.

The sword gas forms a long river, with the tower as a backing, as if endless, soon, the sword air absorbed by the white broke through 100,000.

But this is only the beginning, not the end!

A frenzy came, a frantic absorption, and the sword grew more and more, as if to break the top of the hall.

The light shrouded, the light overflowed, at this time can not see the figure of the white, only to see a sharp sword standing in the middle, accept the pursuit of the sword, by the sword worship!

Blow up!

Suddenly, a powerful momentum spread out with the center of the white, that is the momentum, the sword!

The strong, sharp sword is only several times stronger than the sword shown in the previous project!

At this moment, the sword spirit in the tower soared to millions of tracks, attracted by the sword, like a river break, and entered the sea.

The river of swords, flowing into the white ocean!

The sword is constantly getting stronger, and it continues to spread, and after a few hours, the entire forty layers are within the scope of the square white sword, and the sword is more cheerful!

After absorbing millions of swords, the sword is incomparably condensed, as if it were substance!

The sword in the tower soared again, more than three million, and there was no intention of stopping.

Fang Bai in this regard, willing, tireless absorption, tireless refining, the body is a sea of swords, swords composed of the ocean.

At this time, he felt that he had never been strong, even more powerful than the breakthrough in his previous life.

He had a feeling, a sense of confidence, a sword to break a mountain, a sword to block the river, a sword to break the sky!

This is the sword!

A powerful sword!

The unstoppable sword!

The world is invincible, whose sword is it!