Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 491 New Avatar, True Dragon

Time passes quickly.

Ever since Fang Xuan stepped into the formation, he has not taken a single step out.

Occasionally there would be loud noises, but they would soon return to calm.

Pei Maoyuan and Pei Zhizhen stayed outside for three days and three nights, but there was still no sign of Fang Xuan coming out.

Gradually, Pei Maoyuan came every few days, leaving Pei Zhizhen waiting in the open space outside the formation.

As time went by, the entire Taixuan Sect seemed to have forgotten the existence of such a figure.

In the formation, Fang Xuan was still sitting cross-legged.

The inky long sword was always around him.

He didn't know how long he had stayed in this formation. He only knew that ever since the dragon soul in Mo Yuan was revived, this real dragon had been fighting with him.

Even though he was beaten to a bloody pulp every time, and even nearly lost his soul a few times, he still refused to surrender.

In the end, Fang Xuan simply gave up and shut himself up in the formation.

The hot blue flames burning around Fang Xuan's body began to contain more and more purple.

Fang Xuan could also sense that if the opportunity was right, he would have the opportunity to activate the seventh transformation of the Divine Fire Xuantian Transformation.

According to the set of skills given by Sun Miaozhu, the seventh transformation is already his limit.

However, after Di Jun nurtured the essence fire and the people fire in his body in the talisman space last time, Fang Xuan discovered that this set of exercises had a higher upper limit.

He opened his eyes.

Another day and night.

The majestic energy rushed through his body like a vast ocean. With the opening of the Quchi acupoint, 184 acupoints in Fang Xuan's body had been opened.

The black and gold talisman also kept flashing.

In Fang Xuan's Dantian Qi sea, the yin and yang energies were still constantly replenishing.

At the same time, two Yin-Yang dragon balls suddenly exploded in the sea of ​​​​qi, and tremendous energy instantly surged out from Fang Xuan's body.

A beam of light shot up into the sky from within the formation, dispersing all the white clouds in the sky.

Fortunately, the formation blocked all the energy, otherwise the entire other world would be affected.

"call!"

Fang Xuan slowly stood up, feeling the powerful energy flowing through his eight extraordinary meridians, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Seventh-rank martial master."

He turned to look at Mo Yuan on the side. It seemed that because of the terrible energy that erupted from his body when he broke through just now, the real dragon was trembling violently.

Fang Xuan chuckled: "Why, can a real dragon also be afraid?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and Mo Yuan instantly fell into his palm.

The strong resistance that should have occurred did not appear, but the hostility still existed.

"I shouldn't waste any more time on you!"

next moment.

He slowly closed his eyes.

After a dozen breaths.

"Red King's Eye, open!"

Following Fang Xuan's low shout, his eyes opened.

A golden vertical pupil appeared, surrounded by countless golden threads.

"bring it on!"

Fang Xuan took a deep breath, his face showing an unprecedented solemnity.

It is not difficult for Fang Xuan to control others with pupil techniques, but this is the first time for him to control a real dragon with pupil techniques.

Therefore, Fang Xuan didn’t know whether what he was going to do next would be successful.

If we follow the experience of controlling the Sumeru Dragon Whale King, the chances of success will not be small.

"Pupil Technique: Fire Seed!"

Fang Xuan clasped his hands together.

In an instant, countless golden threads in his eyes began to wriggle rapidly, and finally crawled out of his eyes, turning into golden streams of light, slowly converging towards Mo Yuan.

Chi Chi Chi!
Just like ink silently soaking into clear water, the countless golden threads silently flowed into the ink abyss.

The originally inky black sword was suddenly covered with black chain-like lines, and the entire black sword body turned golden at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fang Xuan looked solemn, carefully controlling his pupil technique as time passed.

Fang Xuan finally saw it.

A small golden dragon was circling slowly in the unique space within Mo Yuan.

Dragon whiskers and dragon scales.
Everything is lifelike.

next moment.

Fang Xuan controlled the golden thread, which flowed silently along the golden dragon's head into its sea of ​​consciousness.

Every thread is connected to every nerve of the real dragon.

An hour later.

Groan! ! !
A clear dragon roar echoed from Mo Yuan, and a small golden dragon flew out from Mo Yuan's inky sword and circled around Fang Xuan.

It looks so excited, as if it is playing in the water!

Fang Xuan stretched out his right hand, and the little dragon rubbed its thumb-sized head on Fang Xuan's arm, then dived into the Mo Yuan again.

A faint smile appeared on Fang Xuan's lips.

Looking at Mo Yuan in his hand, he fell into deep thought again.

His sword spirit was successfully condensed, but it was also able to turn into substance, and even under the effect of the King's Pupil Technique, it had become a part of himself.

Fang Xuan didn't understand what was going on.

After thinking for a long time, he activated the three divine fires, and the entire piece of Xuanjin Xianliu instantly turned into a pool of golden liquid. Fang Xuan used his energy to activate it and carefully injected the liquid into Mo Yuan.

laugh! ! !
The sword body began to shake violently, and then all the golden liquid turned into lines and clung to the sword body.

"Qiang!!!"

After a few breaths, there was a sound of sword chiming, and it shot straight into the sky.

Outside the array.

Pei Zhizhen, who was taking a nap under a big tree, was suddenly awakened by the sound of the sword.

He turned around to look at the magic circle again, and saw a three-meter-wide crack on it.

The remaining sword light continued to spread around the formation shield.

"Gulu!"

Pei Zhizhen swallowed subconsciously.

The space behind him trembled, and Pei Maoyuan and several other elders appeared at the same time.

"What's going on!"

"Have we been exposed?"

Several elders had solemn expressions on their faces, all of them were frightened by the sound of the sword just now.

The Great Elder looked at the broken magic circle and said in surprise: "Someone was able to break this magic circle. What kind of strength does he have?"

Pei Maoyuan kept staring at the magic circle until a white figure slowly emerged from it, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Xuan glanced at everyone, paused for a moment, then walked up to Pei Maoyuan and bowed to express his gratitude: "Master Pei, I will remember this favor."

Pei Maoyuan smiled and nodded, saying, "Come with me!"

The two men left in an instant, leaving the elders staring at each other in bewilderment.

They knew that Pei Maoyuan had set up this formation for Fang Xuan, but they didn't know what Fang Xuan did in it.

Only Pei Maoyuan and Pei Zhizhen knew all this.

Inside the giant tree space.

Fang Xuan and Pei Maoyuan, as well as Lingxi and Pei Qian were all there.

"Commander Fang!"

Pei Maoyuan signaled Pei Qian to pour tea for him: "You have come out of retreat today, and it seems that you should have made a breakthrough."

Their Taixuan Sect specializes in formations, so the strength of all the people in the entire sect is not very high. Even Pei Maoyuan could only feel that Fang Xuan's aura had improved, but he didn't know what realm he was in now.

Fang Xuan nodded and said frankly: "I have to thank Sect Master Pei, otherwise I would not have broken through to the seventh-grade martial master so quickly."

"Seventh-Rank Martial Master!"

Hearing this, Pei Maoyuan was stunned for a moment and said, "As far as I know, before the incident in Shangjing City, Commander Fang had just opened up his first acupoint, in just two years."

Even though he was well-informed, he could not hide his shock at this moment.

Kyushu has no shortage of geniuses.

Over thousands of years, geniuses have emerged in endlessly like the stars in the sky.

But within just two years, he went from a first-rank martial arts master to a seventh-rank martial arts master.
Even the Hidden Dragon List established by the Martial Temple could not describe how amazingly talented Fang Xuan was!
Fang Xuan looked at Pei Maoyuan, his voice echoing in the room: "Junior is just lucky!"

Talented and humble
Pei Maoyuan looked at Fang Xuan and nodded in satisfaction. He then turned around to look at his son and immediately scolded him, "Pei Qian, you will start your retreat tomorrow. Don't even think about coming out until you become a Xuan-level formation master."

Pei Qian, who was drinking tea with his head down, was stunned.

He didn't even know what he had done wrong.

Then he looked at Fang Xuan expectantly, begging him to save him from the dire straits.

Fang Xuan took a sip of tea, looked at Pei Qian and said with a smile: "Go ahead, Sect Master Pei is doing this for your own good."

Pei Qian didn't know that Fang Xuan had betrayed his life-threatening friendship after just a few days of not seeing him!

I wanted to struggle in front of my father, but I found that the other party had a serious face and didn't seem to be joking at all.

In an instant, I felt that the fragrant tea in the cup had become extremely bitter.

Pei Qian left in disappointment.

Fang Xuan then looked at Pei Maoyuan seriously, "Master Pei, are you ready?"

I don't know how many days I have spent in Taixuan Sect. Now the war situation in Jiuzhou is changing in a flash. After coming out of seclusion this time, I feel quite anxious.

If he could help Taixuan Sect retake Taixuan Mountain sooner, he could invite Taixuan Sect's formation masters to go to Jinjiang City.

As long as they build a magic circle with Jinjiang City as the center, they can gain a firm foothold in Zhongzhou.

Pei Maoyuan nodded, his eyes firm: "I have been preparing for this moment for more than 500 days!"

Fang Xuan stood up suddenly, turned around and looked out the window, "Okay, we'll set off tomorrow."

After the agreement, the atmosphere in the room became relaxed.

Lingxi Che was eager to try, and hurriedly said to Fang Xuan: "Fang Xuan, I heard that you upgraded the Mo Yuan?"

"Has it become a fifth-grade spiritual sword?"

"Take it out quickly and let this king open his eyes!"

Fang Xuan smiled and noticed that although Pei Maoyuan was drinking tea with his head down, there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Randomly, he bent his right hand and a ray of dark light flashed from the Shenque acupoint.

Clang——! ! !
With the sound of a sword, a huge pressure instantly filled the entire room.

"Fuck!"

Lingxi only let out a scream, and the whole person actually squatted on the ground, looking tremblingly at Mo Yuan who was floating in the air.

On the inky black sword body, there are golden lines climbing on it, and the majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth is flowing on it all the time.

Lingxi said incredulously: "Real dragon!"

"You fucking conceived a real dragon in your sword!"

(End of this chapter)