Yunyan was waiting anxiously.

But Fang Junmei did whatever she should do, without being anxious or impatient.

...

Snap!

On this day, the void on this side was inexplicably cracked.

In the dark and faint crack world, there was a flash of golden light, Fang Jun stepped on a golden lotus, wearing Haori armor, and walked out of it.

Fang Jun had bright eyebrows and eyes, like a god holding the Shenwang Sword in one hand, but at this moment, the tip of the Shenwang Sword had no black bird's nest condensed from the silk thread, only a golden mark, like a golden strap tied to the tip of the sword, swaying with the wind of space.

That is another progress of the space Void Seal and Fang Junmei.

Swish!

It flew out.

...

After coming out, Fang Junmei did not stop for a long time, and used his magic power and slashed at the void outside his body with a sword.

Scroll-

The continuous sound of shattering was extremely crisp, and the void outside the body was shattered like a mirror. Now a space crack that was thousands of feet long appeared, and the energy of the space was pouring out.

Fang Junmei stood by the crack in the space, danced his sword, and never got into it again.

One sword comes out, and hundreds of seals are raised!

The sword dance, which seemed casual but was full of genius and erotic conceptions, inspired a vast space and attacked outward.

Almost as soon as the space crack came out, the space energy condensed into golden space void seals. The space void seals were then condensed into complex overall shapes under the guidance of Fang Junmei's long sword.

Suddenly, a river surging away and rolling away.

Suddenly, a golden rainstorm fell from the sky and the cave shot towards the earth.

Suddenly, a dragon roared out, opening its mouth as if it was about to swallow the world in one bite.

...

Fang Junmei repeatedly pondered, and the space crack closed, and then blasted open again. He must complete it in one go, and then deduce another magical power of interest.

Unfortunately, there is nothing in the vicinity nearby, and no matter what it changes, there is no effect.

...

On the only floating island, Yunyan stood by the lake, looking at the scene in the sky, his eyes slightly complicated.

"Uncle Xiao Hei, will this person be an ally of our clan?"

Yunyan asked in a low voice.

The black snake hovered beside her. After hearing this, it shook its head quickly, and hissed a few times, and clumsily twisted its scar into Yunyan's eyes, as if you were looking at you.

Yunyan laughed happily.

...

Fang Junmei's deduction continues.

He took a break when he was tired. While resting, his mind was still rotating rapidly, making his thinking and imagination infinitely magnify, not stopping at clouds and rains, but also at common images such as dragons and tigers.

There are often monks who say that from the deduced supernatural powers, we can best see how wildly a monk is, how genius and how talented he is, how talented he is.

Only monks with the richest imagination can deduce supernatural powers that feel incredible, and such supernatural powers are often the most difficult to break.

Because what they surpass their opponents is infinite thinking.

Mana power, the power of the soul, these powers, the opponent may catch up with you, but everyone's thinking must belong only to him.

...

Time continues to pass day by day.

Fang Junmei thought for a longer time, but she used less and less.

And almost every new deduction result is a great magical power with great atmosphere and great power.

His deduction place has been replaced by the ruined space outside.

There are some floating ruins here, so you can use them to test the power of magical powers.

Although these magical powers were already very powerful, they were still abandoned by Fang Junmei.

...

On this day, Fang Junmei stood up from the seat again, his eyes were full of fatigue, and he looked like he was turning his head to the point of blowing up.

He took out the wine pot, took a few sips before he said to himself: "I can't think of more. Today's move is the final result. No matter what, it will be it."

After the words came, his eyes burst into anticipation. He sipped in two mouthfuls and drank the wine in the pot completely.

The magic breath burns.

The breath of the immortal Taoist heart surged silently, burning into an invisible raging fire.

Fang Junmei held the sword in his hand, and his expression became extremely serious, as if he was brewing something. In his eyes, there was a mysterious spirit flowing.

Swish swish swish-

After a while, Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed.

This flash was extremely fast, as if it was a rabbit, as if it had used some clone technique, and eight Fang Junmei appeared in the sky.

Each of them held the Divine Sword in his hand and stabbed into the void.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Eight bursts of explosions came out in a row, almost in no particular order.

Eight holes were blasted out by Fang Junmei, and each hole was extremely round, like a circular gate leading to the dark world, about a meter in radius.

These eight holes are like a fan, lying across the sky.

"Come out for me-"

The eight Fang Jun eyebrows suddenly roared together, as if they were giving orders to this world, and the eight swords rose again!

...

Light!

The golden light lit up from the world behind the cracks in the dark space with the twitching of Fang Junmei's sword.

It was only a little at the beginning, but after a moment, it seemed as if the cotton of tinder oil had been lit, and it burned into a big fireball at a super fast speed.

If you look closely, of course it is not a big fireball, but a spherical object condensed from countless golden space void seals, which are incredibly numerous.

Those spaces have different sizes, but each exudes a strong power of nothingness. When connected, it is even more terrifying and speechless.

The size of these eight golden printing balls is only a little smaller than the crack of the circular door-like space.

"go!"

After the eight golden seal balls were born, eight Fang Junmei shouted again, swinging the eight swords together, pointing in eight directions, like a king pointing to the enemy!

call--

The whistling sound rose from the sky.

The eight golden seal balls roared out from the eight cracks in the space and flew towards eight directions, like the sun falling!

After flying out, the eight golden balls turned wildly, emitting strange black light. The black light expanded rapidly and rolled into eight storms of black light that continued to rise, sweeping towards all tangible and invisible things.

At this moment, the seven phantoms finally disappeared, leaving only the original deity standing beside a crack in a space, staring at one of the black light storms.

The wind whistles.

But the attack of the black light storm was silent.

Wherever you pass, the floating dust, stones, and even a small island with a radius of hundreds of feet seemed to be eaten by an invisible monster.

It wasn't an explosion, it disappeared out of thin air!

This is the way of space void.

Fang Junmei nodded with laughter.

...

Although this method is powerful, the Black Light Storm will eventually end.

Every time the storm is strengthened, the golden space void seals will dim down a layer. By the time the black light storm finally disappears, it has swept out more than ten miles in eight directions.

Although it is in eight directions, it can actually be said to be overwhelming because of the continuous expansion of the storm!

With Fang Junmei as the center, there was no real thing in the void that extended out more than ten miles in a radius of radius.

If other monks see this scene, it will definitely be terrifying.

Where do those gravel floating islands go?
To be continued...