Whoa - the sky-cutting sword light flashed past, and everything in its path was directly cut in half.
In an instant, the sword energy spread hundreds of meters across! The old man's pupils in the distance shrank violently, but when he turned around, there was a look of relief in his eyes.
The black long sword was raised and pointed, and the monstrous sword energy suddenly stopped, as if it had been hit by a violent impact of boundless terror.
Then, the huge sword energy exploded into pieces, turning into tiny sword energy that filled the sky! However, the old man suddenly flew out at this moment, flying back hundreds of meters in an instant! When the old man stopped completely, his figure was completely gone.
It has become a lot more illusory.
The old man was a shadow, a remnant soul! Silence! The entire hall was silent! All that was left was the whistling sound of sword energy in the sky.
The old man paused for a moment and laughed.
"Okay! Not bad, very good!"
"Although your disciple is as weak as a chicken, his understanding is extremely good!"
"It is a blessing for my human race that there will be juniors like you in the future generations! What's more, you still have that thing in your body, which means that even if you are not a good person, you are definitely not a bad person!"
Fang Lin's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this.
"Senior knows that stuff!"
The old man smiled lightly, "Some things will bring you a lot of benefits, but on the other hand, they also mean a big cause and effect.
Whether it is a blessing or a curse, you can slowly experience it yourself!"
The people around him couldn't help but their eyes changed slightly when they heard this.
It seems that Fang Lin has a secret! No wonder Fang Lin, with his cultivation of Qiankun Dzogchen, has such exaggerated combat power.
But from what the old man said, this doesn’t seem to necessarily be a good thing?
Everyone's eyes flashed.
The old man smiled casually, "No more nonsense, you have defeated me, and what I leave behind is yours!"
As he said that, the old man seemed to have something to say, "Don't worry, I'm here. No one has the guts to touch you, so you can go without any worries!"
"However, the moment I get the thing, I will disappear!"
Fang Lin was silent for a moment, "Senior, have you already fallen?"
The old man laughed, "We are no more than mortals, how can we not perish?
You are mortal!"
Fang Lin took a deep breath, hugged his fists, and pulled Liu Yidong up and walked behind the old man.
The expressions of the people around him changed, but in the end no one chose to take action.
The old man didn't really hurt anyone here before, but that's not necessarily the case now! The old man will disappear soon, and no one is stupid enough to take action at this time.
Fang Lin quickly walked behind the old man and walked step by step towards the high platform along the stairs.
When you reach the highest point, you will see a bright throne in front of you.
Fang Lin looked back and saw that the figures below seemed a bit insignificant.
Fang Lin no longer hesitated, his footsteps suddenly landed on the ground, and the ground in front of him suddenly lit up with light.
A small formation is formed! In the center of the formation, there is a space ring.
Fang Lin's eyes were calm.
As things stand now, any spiritual soldiers are nothing more than external objects.
Even if it is the second grade, so what?
Fang Lin had a sword, that was enough! Picking up the space ring, Fang Lin's consciousness was immersed in it, and his expression soon changed slightly.
Baby! There are treasures inside the ring! There are more than a dozen of all kinds of spiritual soldiers in total! "This is going to happen!"
Fang Lin secretly smacked his tongue and glanced at Liu Yidong, with a flash of worry in his eyes.
Below, the old man suddenly let out a long and distant laugh.
"After so many years, my mission has finally been completed!"
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, future generations will have to worry about what happens next!"
The voice echoed faintly, and the old man's body became more and more illusory, and finally disappeared completely.
Fang Lin was a little silent when he saw this.
But at this moment, the eyes of the people below had an inexplicable look.
Faintly, a tense atmosphere suddenly appeared.
Fang Lin smiled faintly when he saw this, and stood on the high platform, looking at the many people below without fear.
Under one person, the momentum was completely real! Everyone looked a little ready to make a move, and it seemed that they could not help but take action.
A second-grade spiritual weapon, this thing is enough to make anyone crazy.
Even those who are above the Divine Palace Realm, the Divine Palace Realm, or even the Divine Soul Realm, will definitely not be able to withstand such temptation.
Even in the Four Holy Lands, second-grade spiritual soldiers are enough to be called strategic existences! But just when everyone was a little impatient, a strange movement suddenly appeared again! On the empty dome, suddenly
A white vortex suddenly appeared! Within the vortex, there was a faint coercion overflowing, and it became stronger and stronger as time went by.
Until a certain moment, the whirlpool suddenly disappeared, and a shadow appeared in mid-air! The shadow looked ordinary, wearing simple cloth clothes and an ordinary appearance.
No matter how you look at it, he is just a simple old man.
However, with such a way of appearing, how could this person be simple?
The expressions of the disciples on all sides changed as they looked at the phantom of the old man in mid-air.
The old man glanced at the people below, and finally his eyes fell on Fang Lin, and his eyes froze slightly for a moment.
"It seems that it was you who took those things!"
Fang Lin was speechless, clasped his fists and nodded.
Is this person an enemy or a friend?
The old man nodded, his eyes looking a little deep.
"It's not bad, but my level is a little low and my foundation is a little worse!"
Fang Lin's mouth twitched slightly.
A little bit worse?
Is he bad again?
Just now, my kendo foundation was a little weak, but now what is it that is a little weak?
Is it the foundation?
Fang Lin's face became a little solemn.
If it's something else that's a bit worse, Fang Lin can accept it.
But if it was said that the foundation was a little poor, then Fang Lin would have exploded on the spot.
Everything can be bad, but if the foundation is not good, absolutely not! Fang Lin clasped his fists, gave a slight salute, and said solemnly, "Senior, please make it clear. What do you mean by senior, what is wrong with this junior?"
The old man waved his hand indifferently, "Of course the foundation is a little poor! Qiankun Qiankun, you have no idea what this Qiankun means."
Fang Lin's pupils shrank violently! The old man shook his head at this moment, "Needless to say, although you have defeated the old guy's remaining soul, I will not give you any preferential treatment just because of this!"
Having said this, the old man glanced around the hall.
"Everyone, listen! What I can give you is an opportunity! An opportunity to teach you personally! But this opportunity... there is only one!"
"That is to say, only one of you here can get my guidance!"
Having said this, the old man actually smiled jokingly.
"Okay, little guys, you can start! The last one left is the one I choose!"
As he said that, the old man's shadow actually lay down in the air, leaning on his head with one arm, and his posture was very lazy.
