Chapter 605: Coming 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 ways to use them. Matter particles with a radius of 10,000 meters can freely inject sword energy , this is definitely the best way to cooperate with the magic circle.

Especially when paired with his God-Slaying Five Swords and Zhuxian Sword Formation, I don't know how terrible the lethality will be.

But he still raised his head, looked at Tyrant and said, "Let me practice, you help me give this hell bone armor to Wang Xiaoyan and Fang Qian. Materials, help me build another long sword armed with divine bones, even if it is lowered by a few levels, it will be fine."

Tyrant took the hell bone armor with both hands, looked at this legendary god armor, the treasure of the ancient hell way, there is almost no armament in the world that can be broken by a god-level powerhouse, shook his head and said: "You really have a heart! Daddy, if you give such a treasure to Fang Qian and the others, aren't you afraid that they will take it and leave?"

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

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

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

Fang Xingjian was silent for a while, and said: "Maybe he encountered some difficulties." While speaking, he had already come in front of the fourth prince, and pointed at the center of the fourth prince's eyebrows, and a mighty sword intent rushed towards him. Drilled into the sea of ​​consciousness of the fourth prince.

"Tylante, go to Fang Qian and the others first. I'll help the fourth prince. If you encounter problems, don't panic. I'll be here in a while."

What Fang Xingjian said seemed to have a little deep meaning, but after careful imagination, it seemed that there was no meaning at all.

The next moment, Fang Xingjian could no longer feel any aura, as if he was dead.

But Tyrant knew that Fang Xingjian just focused all his attention on the fourth prince's body, so he didn't pay attention to the physical body.

But this doesn't mean that Fang Xingjian's physical body is defenseless now, especially since Tyrant has recently felt that Fang Xingjian seems to have a kind of intuition, as if no matter what danger he encounters, he can resolve it in advance, which is really unimaginable.

Just like the physical body in front of him seemed defenseless, but if there was any danger, Fang Xingjian might wake up early and deal a thunderous blow.

'Fang Xingjian can't practice black magic, he follows the way of knights, but does the way of knights have such a way of predicting the future?

Is this kind of premonition in the dark, is it a whim in the legend?

But according to the records in the Shan Hai Dao Song, shouldn't a whim be an ability only possessed by the god-level four? Although the Star Sword is powerful, it does not have the ability to dominate the world at the fourth level of the god level. '

Tyrant could 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, it has only been more than three months since the world changed, and 99% of the god-level powerhouses are probably still in the first level of the god level, so there is no one who is an opponent of the fourth level of the god level.

While thinking about it, Tyrant had already put the bone armor of hell into the gate of the underworld, and took it to the place where Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan were.

On the other side, Fang Xingjian felt that he was constantly penetrating into the consciousness of the fourth prince, but wherever he passed, there was a ghostly aura, and there were wailing fragments of consciousness everywhere, countless tormented souls.

Fang Xingjian only felt that after going down layer by layer, the place he passed was like a ghost country, filled with the breath of undead everywhere, it seemed to form a kingdom of countless undead.

Fang Xingjian even saw people coming and going, some people were selling weapons and swords, some people were planting crops, some people were fighting, and in some places, the two armies were even fighting, the sound of fighting was earth-shattering.

'How is this going? The inheritance of Emperor Xuanyou actually formed another world in the brains of the four princes? ’ Seeing this scene, Fang Xingjian felt a little inconceivable. This method of creating a world in the consciousness of others is simply miraculous, unbelievable to the extreme.

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

The world created in the consciousness in front of me comes from all kinds of etheric information from the outside world.

I don't know what kind of method Emperor Xuanyou used to constantly absorb all kinds of personal information from the outside ether fans and pull them into the consciousness of the four princes, making them think that they are still alive, and are still living day after day and year after year. Years lived the days before his death.

It can be said that in the consciousness of the fourth prince, it really became a ghost country, gathering the memories of countless people who had already died.

‘It’s creating a world again, but what’s the point of that? ’ Fang Xingjian shook his head, and suddenly said with a smile: "Jiuyou Mizang is a small world, and in front of him is a ghost world. How much does Emperor Xuanyou like to be the creator of the world?"

'However, if this continues, the fourth prince may not be able to hold on. '

Everything has a limit, like the current Conscious Ghost Kingdom, which seems to use the memory of the etheric fans from the outside world, but the burden of the body is the fourth prince. With the computing power of the brain of the fourth prince, the number of consciousnesses that can be afforded is obviously limited. a limit.

So at the beginning, the fourth prince was fine, but now it seems that his body is getting weaker and weaker.

'I don't know where the fourth prince's true consciousness is. In short, I have to find him quickly and see how much he knows. If it doesn't work, I can only destroy this ghost country. '

So his whole body flickered, and he was once again swept into the depths of the fourth prince's consciousness.

On the other side, Tyrant came all the way to the westernmost side of the college, the research rooms of Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan, where there were all kinds of bottles and jars, incomprehensible utensils, and dozens of casting tools provided by the college. Grandmaster was busy inside and out, obviously he was very busy arming Fang Xingjian's skeleton.

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

Tyrant smiled, took out the hell bone armor from the gate of the underworld, and said, "Take a look at what this is?"

Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan took turns to look at the dim Hell Bone Armor. They seemed to be a little confused about the origin of this armor. It was because the quality of the Hell Bone Armor looked so bad now. It is composed of dense white bones, and it does not seem to be a little bit firm or strong.

At this moment, a voice came from the void, a man and three women suddenly fell from the sky, violent air flow swept in, and the entire studio creaked, as if it would collapse anytime, anywhere.

A deep-rooted terror surged into the hearts of everyone present, as if a mouse met a tiger, or a human met heaven and earth.

A voice full of terror, cruelty, and cunning resounded in everyone's minds: "Oh? This armor is not bad, um, the god-level spine is also not bad, oh... there are so many treasures of heaven and earth, I can't imagine That kid Fang Xingjian is so rich.

Not bad, really good. "