One year later.

Zhonghuan City.

The 39th Suspension Peak.

"Wow!" The thunderous ocean was rippling with waves.

Fang Cheng was sitting cross-legged in the Thunder, with his hands flat on his knees.

even so.

Fang Cheng's temperament soared into the sky, and his slightly opened eyes flashed with divine light that cut everything, like a most powerful and pure knife!

"Knife, that's how it is!"

Fang Cheng was brewing all kinds of insights in his heart.

The knife is the most powerful and invincible.

The knife is purest, domineering and pure.

In the three styles of Wuxu Flower, what Fang Cheng draws from it is bursting and blooming. In the days when Wuxu Flower turns into sword light, Fang Cheng gradually embarked on his own path.

The agility and elegance, the shaking and vibration are all different from Fangcheng's heart.

What Fang Cheng wants is to cut through endless obstacles with one knife, and to cut through endless things with one knife.

The secrets such as Wuxuhua are no longer of reference value and are not the path of Fangcheng.

Every practitioner has his own path.

In the endless eternal void territory, there are no creatures with exactly the same thoughts and memories of the soul. By the same token, the same is true for the path of practice.

"The Wuxu flower is better than bursting and blooming."

"The secrets of self-created sword techniques are different. Not only are they the most powerful and pure, but they must also be integrated into the power of destruction and the law of space."

Fang Cheng opened his eyes and looked at the thunderous ocean.

The thunderous ocean is like millions of starry dragons, exuding the charm of collapse and rebirth. It is clearly surrounded by Fang Cheng, but Fang Cheng looked at him faintly.

This is the application of the law of space.

The spatial law of the advanced understanding of heaven and earth level can be called dimensionality upgrade.

The thunderous ocean surrounds Fang Cheng, but in fact there are thousands of parallel spaces away from Fang Cheng, and they cannot touch Fang Cheng's body surface at all.

"Sword technique, it should be cut like this!"

Fang Cheng understood the secrets of creating sword techniques in the ocean of thunder.

Sometimes I sit cross-legged and sometimes I stand up and have some insights and are full of joy.

The sword light lingers and rages around, and the thunder disappears into nothingness.

suddenly.

A terrible wave spread.

"What is that?"

Hemu above Zhonghuan City, secretly opened his eyes at the same time, and looked at Fangcheng, a white-clothed person above the 39th Hanging Peak.

"boom!"

A pure white sword light rose into the sky.

It flashed and fluctuated, making the codeword Hemu tremble.

"This kind of fluctuation seems to have the magical power of the central realm master!" Ji Yu shivered all over, staring at the sword light, his heart was complicated.

In just less than two years, Fang Cheng has completely surpassed them, and there is no doubt.

The Lord of Realm, who was wrapped in bandages, shook his head gently, and the hundred thousand bandages on his body pierced into the void, absorbing the power of space and cosmic particles.

Waves and vibrations.

Mysterious laws, operation prompts.

"I have practiced the laws of the universe for millions of years, but I am not as good as Fang Cheng's one year of hard practice." I smiled bitterly and shook my head.

Code Word stared at the figure in white clothes below, Fang Cheng.

A deep feeling of self-satisfaction and jealousy arose in my heart.

Even the Code Word was a little doubtful, whether he respected as the lower realm master, was trapped in a vast and magnificent world of illusion.

In the vast eternal void and numerous universes, how could Fang Cheng have such a terrifying and heroic figure?

It makes no sense.

It's impossible.

"Crack!"

"Bang!"

The secret voice looked wooden and spit out a bunch of teeth that had been completely bitten into powder.

The tooth powder is filled with divine light in space and the dark light domain energy, which is obviously part of the code word body and is composed of the energy of the main domain.

"Um."

The code words touched the chin, the eyelids drooped, stared at the teeth powder constantly blooming its power, and finally confirmed-

This is a fact.

Hemu looked at it, shook his head and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

Because her heart seemed to have suffered a critical hit comparable to an immortal blow.

——

"What's going on?"

In Zhonghuan City, the extraordinary geniuses above the enlightenment of the emperor all looked in one direction from afar!

Although they could not see the pure white sword light, they faintly sensed a terrifying charm that was the most blunt and pure.

"That is Lord Fang Cheng's residence!" A young man in white robe suddenly stood up, his eyes full of admiration and awe.

Since Fang Cheng's reputation has resounded throughout Zhonghuan City, white clothes have become increasingly popular.

The young young man in the white robe shook his head gently: "In Xiahuancheng, I am still included in the imperial field for fifty years of cultivation. I am very content and self-righteous."

Fang Cheng’s age is no secret.

"Mr. Fang Cheng, he is only about thirty years old."

"And when entering Zhonghuan City, he only crossed the fifth floor and encountered countless cold-eyed mockery, but was unmoved and firmly determined, until he finally soared into the sky! The Emperor's realm, even the Emperor, and even the Holy Spirit!"

The young man in white robe muttered in a low voice, his voice becoming more and more excited:

"For the dark wings of the beauty, I was angry and rushed into the sky! The celestial body slashed the lower holy spirit! Created an unprecedented myth and legend!"

"Mr. Fang Cheng!"

"My idol!"

The young man in white robe was trembling with excitement, his emotions were boiling, and he clenched his fists secretly:

In this life, we will surely take Fang Cheng as a model, and our lives will never stop and we will move forward!

——

The fortieth hanging peak.

"Fang Cheng, you are getting stronger and stronger."

An Yi Sichen's eyes moved, and he looked at the Thirty-Ninth Hanging Peak, his small lips slightly pursed, his eyes filled with bright light, and he didn't know what he was thinking of writing.

After a long time.

The dark wing Sichen lowered his little head and stared at the small notebook on his knees - "Ao Zhou Ji", "Remembering the Starry Sky", "Fantasy Dance Against Wu".

These are all secrets that Anyi Sichen worships as treasures and has never talked about with others.

These are the little secrets of Anyi Sichen.

——

The 39th Suspension Peak.

Fang Cheng stared at the thunderous ocean in front of him, his eyes lit up slightly.

The sword light just now.

It is the law of Fang Cheng induced space, bursting out and destroying the power structure, which also contains Fang Cheng's most rigid and pure will, as well as a fearless heart.

The secret of sword techniques has been created.

However, from the specific application, it still needs to be continuously improved and added. At least Fang Cheng cannot cut it out as he wishes.

"This sword light, in terms of the strength of attack and killing, should be far beyond the magical power of the lower realm master." Fang Cheng nodded secretly.
To be continued...