Chapter 273 The Finishing Touch

Under the thunder, the Xuanyuan Fubao was suspended slowly.

Thousands of stars led to it, and it was surrounded by the divine light emitted by the broken treasures.

At present, it has gradually expanded from the shape of a silver sword to form a huge purple light fog.

From the outline of this purple light fog, the shape of a dragon can be vaguely seen.

However, at present, because Fang Yang has not put pen to paper, it has begun to gradually disintegrate.

The original ink and wash of the dragon body is also turning into nothingness and dissipating.

Invalid!

The natural law of heaven and earth has failed, causing the "combination" to disintegrate.

Even the Xuanyuan Fubao, which serves as the core of the combination, can't stop trembling, escaping the cold light, and heading towards collapse.

The situation is getting worse, and Sen Hui can't help but frowning.

Boom...

The thunder sound rises again.

This time, a purple lightning column fell from the sky and hit the purple light fog transformed by the Xuanyuan Fubao.

With a humming sound, the purple light mist was dispersed.

Such a mighty force immediately frightened the students who were watching outside the field and widened their eyes.

"Oh my God, is this the catastrophe that one has to go through when refining a holy weapon?"

"Hiss~ Being able to watch this scene really makes me feel hot all over. I wish I could fight for three hundred rounds, bastard."

"Catastrophe? No, catastrophe is also good fortune. There is a high probability that it is not the refining of holy weapons..."

While the others took a breath and made random guesses, a knowledgeable student sighed.

The name of this student is Erzhu Guangyao, and he is the top genius in the top 20 of the Heavenly Ranking.

If he is not mistaken, this is someone trying to control the power of the holy realm with a mortal body!

Such an action, I am afraid that only a few people who are called young great saints can do it.

"Hei Liwu, Mu Ri Guang Huang, Ming Hai Dong Li and others are not in the Holy Academy. They have already gone to the Changsheng Dao Mansion."

"Then, now only Changkong Sen Wei and Changkong Fang Yang are left."

"Fang Yang? No, Fang Yang's background is not good, and his inheritance is insufficient. He has to slowly make up for the shortcomings, so it must be Sen Wei!"

At this moment, Erzhu Guangyao made his own judgment and agreed with it.

There was a shock in his eyes, as if he didn't expect Sen Wei to hide such a powerful trump card.

On the other side.

In the Meteor Cliff, lightning flashed, and the sky and the earth were bright.

Fang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at the burning Xuanyuan Fubao from a distance.

He sighed in his heart:

"It's easy to know, but hard to do."

"Even if I get the experience of Sen Yue and others, it doesn't mean that I can take shortcuts and follow their old path."

"Yes, at the level of a saint, or even a young venerable, who doesn't want to find his own way?"

Thinking of this, he was not worried but happy, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

So, he quietly activated the magic... the mysterious realm, open, open vigorously, open wildly!

The next moment.

A thunder tripod and a fire tripod suddenly appeared in the void.

The two tripods roared, collided wildly, entangled, and stirred up gusts of wind.

In the end, they actually pulled out a huge golden Tai Chi diagram.

And they themselves are the two major array eyes of the separate Tai Chi diagram, facing each other from a distance.

Now, under Fang Yang's control, this golden Tai Chi diagram wrapped the purple light mist transformed by the Xuanyuan Fubao in one fell swoop, so that the Xuanyuan Fubao is in the center.

Crackling...

Purple lightning bombards, orange fire burns.

This Xuanyuan Fubao is being tempered crazily!

Fang Yang even dislikes that the tempering is not enough, so he directly causes the golden Tai Chi diagram to bloom the black Kun virtual image, and makes it swallow the violent thunder and sea in the sky.

Such a scene is extremely exaggerated, and Sen Hui's eyes are flashing with light.

And he himself, with one hand behind his back, holding a pen to paint with the other hand.

At this moment, his black hair is flying, his Taoist robe is rustling, and his body is accompanied by purple lightning and orange fire.

He is holding a pen to paint, his eyes are clear, his face is heroic, and his posture is upright.

The golden Tai Chi diagram enveloped him, releasing brilliant divine light, which made him more extraordinary, like a banished immortal, playing in the world.

Confident! High-spirited!

For a moment, Sen Hui stared at Fang Yang's figure, her pupils collapsed in an instant, and her delicate face quickly flushed.

At the end, she was actually a little dazed, her eyes stayed on Fang Yang for a long time, unwilling to move away.

"Ang——"

A loud and long roar of a dragon broke her thoughts and called her back to her senses.

But she stared at Fang Yang's figure, still showing a happy smile, very satisfied.

Her Fang Lang is really going to grow up soon~

And along with the spread of the dragon's roar, a deep and dangerous sword energy gradually appeared.

This sword energy was like a layer of silver light, flying out from Meteor Cliff and heading straight to the sky.

The sword light seemed ordinary, but it made everyone's face change instantly.

"This energy is Fang Yang? How is this possible!" Erzhu Guangyao suddenly raised his head and took a breath of cold air.

Qing Xixi opened her mouth slightly and was stunned: "It's Fang Yang, not Sen Wei..."

"Yes, it's Fang Yang." Yu Yiming on the side had a bitter mouth.

At this moment, not only them, but the rest of the people were not much better.

In an instant, in their hands, the communication tools of the Daoist school, such as letter sparrows and paper birds, flew out and rushed to all directions to inform this information.

This is too amazing, Fang Yang is only 23 years old, and he can actually reach this point?

They don't want to believe it, but they have to believe it.

With such outstanding performance, it is no wonder that some people think that Fang Yang can be compared with Sen Yue in terms of talent.

At the same time.

Meteor Cliff.

At this moment, Fang Yang recalled his experience in the blood dream, especially the soul of the ancient sword dragon captured by the tiger dragon spirit.

He was blessed and smiled.

In a flash, the shadow of the dream emperor in his second void slightly glowed with divine light, and suddenly a little light appeared on the Wenshan pen.

This light was extremely contracted, but when it was dotted on the dragon eyes of the ancient sword dragon starlight body, it immediately caused the ancient sword dragon starlight body to burst out with a murderous aura that rushed to the sky.

The finishing touch!

This is the finishing touch!

The ancient sword dragon starlight body floating in the air seemed to come alive.

It was flying freely in the sky, and it even let out bursts of dragon roars, announcing its revival.

Even the Meteor Cliff could not imprison its roar.

At this moment, on its body, sword energy, sword light, sword aura, sword intention and sword light all rushed into the sky.

This majestic sword true meaning, like the galaxy rolling back, turned Meteor Cliff into a white expanse, and the cold murderous aura shook the four directions.

The ultimate fake is also true.

The saints living around Meteor Cliff, such as Master Lanwen, Baizhi Medicine Saint and Shuiqing Layman, suddenly tightened their faces.

Among them, Master Lanwen even activated his own sacred weapon to seal Meteor Cliff.

Because he really felt that a wild beast had mistakenly entered the Holy Court!

"Fang Yang..." Master Lanwen was a little numb after seeing the truth.

Is it true or not? With the remaining Dao rhyme of this ancient sword dragon in front of him, is Fang Yang really refining a talisman treasure?

"He actually succeeded." Baizhi Medicine Saint arrived beside Master Lanwen, and his beautiful eyes were full of waves and doubts.

No way, there can't be someone who can reverse the experience based on a few words of experience.

And this person can also draw sufficient nutrition from it, skip the stage of accumulating foundation, and succeed in one fell swoop?

At this moment, Baizhi Medicine Saint remembered her previous suspicion of Fang Yang.

Even with her many years of experience, her face was hot.

And the newly arrived Shuiqing Layman sighed:

"It is better to deceive a thousand-year-old saint than to deceive a young man."

"I was also surprised to hear that there was a person who did this in the wilderness. His name is Fang Zhengde."

"Fang Nian, Fang Zhengde, Fang Yang, hehe... Fang Yang has a demonic nature suppressed in him!"

Fang Yang has a demonic nature suppressed in him.

Hearing this, Master Lanwen suddenly looked back and looked at Shuiqing Layman from a distance.

Because before this, he had also made a corresponding judgment on Fang Yang.

But he never expected that Shuiqing Layman also viewed Fang Yang in this way.

Due to the existence of this strange demonic nature, Master Lanwen firmly believes that:

————Fang Yang is qualified to be compared with Sen Wei and even Sen Yue!