Zhuo Yifan felt a little lonely: "The stone of rebirth has been broken, and I will never see Tongtian again."
Everyone was silent.
They shared that magical memory and deeply understood the sincere father-son love between Zhuo Yifan and Tongtian.
Zhuo Yifan calmed down and probed everyone's cultivation level. He immediately felt dumbfounded.
Among this group of people, he actually has the lowest cultivation level.
Everyone also discovered this situation, and after being stunned, they all burst into knowing smiles.
Once upon a time, Zhuo Yifan stood out, always walking in front of everyone, protecting everyone from wind and rain.
The reason why everyone is practicing so hard is because they hope to catch up with Zhuo Yifan one day, share his worries, and even protect him.
Xie Dongting even laughed proudly: "Yifan, why don't you just go through the tribulation. If you go through the tribulation here, you won't be pulled up by the power of the three realms, it's very safe."
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved and he was immediately overjoyed: "Is it true? This space is simply created to cultivate warriors!"
Cultivating here means not only fighting but also fighting, and there is no need to ascend in order to overcome the tribulation.
As expected, he is worthy of being the God of War Xingtian. This method of cultivating warriors is shocking.
"Master, this is a very suitable place for me to practice swordsmanship. Let me out!"
Fang Xingyun's voice sounded.
Zhuo Yifan said in surprise: "Brother Fang, have you finished absorbing the murderous aura of the Killing Saint?"
Compared with before, Fang Xingyun's voice had a hint of cold murderous intent, but it still seemed respectful: "Returning to the master, the absorption and fusion have been completed. I combined the [Killing Manual] and the peerless sword to create a sword of my own."
I want to give my secret killing skills a try, this continent is very suitable for me, please allow me to go out and kill the enemy."
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved, and Fang Xingyun appeared in the hall.
Everyone was shocked.
The appearance of this nebula was like the explosion of an ultra-highly concentrated murderous aura bomb. With a bang, the murderous aura soared into the sky and covered thousands of miles.
Compared with the original Slaughter Saint King, I don't know how many times more powerful it is.
Although he still dressed like a righteous monk and was not very tall, wherever he stood, he looked like a peerless demon with a height of 100 feet, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.
There were all true demon masters present, but under this murderous aura, they felt that their minds were lost and they couldn't help but feel fear.
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly: "Congratulations, Brother Fang, you are really born for fighting, you were born to be the successor of the God of War!"
Fang Xingyun's murderous aura actually matched perfectly with the violent murderous aura of this continent. It was as if this world was created just for him.
The murderous aura that filled the sky suddenly suffocated, shrank strangely, and turned into an invisible aura that disappeared into Fang Xingyun's body.
He took a deep breath and opened his eyes intoxicatedly.
The demon king-level murderous aura disappeared without a trace, and he became an elder of Tianyao Sect again.
Mo Li stepped forward excitedly: "Elder Fang, congratulations on your great achievement!"
Fang Xingyun restrained his murderous aura and became easy-going again, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
He chuckled and said: "This is all the credit of the sect leader, I am still far behind."
Li Li's eyes shone: "The momentum just now was earth-shattering. The army outside must have been in chaos! Last time I heard that you were lost in the seventh secret realm, I was worried about you for a long time."
"This is all the sect master's intention. He doesn't want me to concentrate on practicing because I am disturbed by external things." Fang Xingyun said modestly. In front of everyone, he still called Zhuo Yifan the sect master.