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

Chapter 563 Kyushu Shock
Before leaving, the ancestor of the Immortal Clan also gave him a thousand kilograms of black crystal, and the mysterious heart of the spiritual wood given by Yuan Chen, all of which could help him quickly break through the Divine Wandering Realm.

But he finally suppressed the urge.

It is not an easy task to reach the Divine Wandering Realm. Even a warrior like Zhao Chuanxiong spent hundreds of years to do so. And right now in Jiuzhou, the battle for the orthodoxy is imminent, and he does not have a hundred years to wait for himself.

His mind was filled with thoughts and the impulse surging in his body slowly subsided. Fang Xuan then turned his gaze to the Lord of Longmu Island, who was waiting for his answer with an embarrassed look on his face not far away.

"Master Longmu Island, the cultivation resources on the island are abundant. According to the rules of Longmu Island, how about I exchange them for black crystals and spiritual fluids?"

Fang Xuan looked straight ahead, his tone quite calm.

The Lord of Longmu Island sighed silently in his heart, regretting that if he had made his attitude clear at the beginning, Fang Xuan might have been closer to Longmu Island.

But now things have come to this, and I can only change Fang Xuan's attitude towards Lombok through my own actions.

He hesitated for a moment, then immediately responded, "Longmu Island does have sufficient resources for ordinary warriors to practice. If Fellow Daoist Fang needs it, just go there."

Fang Xuan nodded, took out more than 50 kilograms of black crystal from his small possessions, handed it to the other party, and said casually: "Don't worry, leave it in Lombok Island first, I will go to the island to get it in a few days."

"In the next few days, please help me find out about the situation in Kyushu."

He was not in a hurry for resources. Apart from understanding the situation in Jiuzhou, he now wanted to use the mysterious heart of the spiritual wood to help Lingxu reach the Divine Wandering Realm.

This time, in order to ambush and kill him, the Red Eyebrows of Yanzhou actually dispatched nine ninth-grade martial masters. This kind of lineup has never appeared in the Kyushu before.

Fang Xuan vaguely felt that huge changes must have taken place in Jiuzhou in just these three months.

No one can guarantee whether an old monster in the realm of divine wandering will be born, and the time required for his own breakthrough is uncertain. However, Lingxu's trip to the blessed land, coupled with a thousand years of practice, now is a good opportunity for him to try to impact the realm of divine wandering.

Hey!
The Lord of Longmu Island finally reached out his hand and accepted all the black crystals that Fang Xuan handed over.

Just as he was about to say something else, he felt a surge of energy before his eyes, and he saw that there was no trace of Fang Xuan and Lingxi on the sea anymore.

On the boundless sea, apart from Shen Hanwen and other warriors, there was only the sparkling sea surface.

There are also two terrifying sea abysses cut out by Fang Xuan!
"Are you gone?"

The Lord of Lombok Island stared at the place where Fang Xuan disappeared and took a deep breath.

He was originally from the previous dynasty and had practiced for a thousand years. He had seen many geniuses and heroes, but in his opinion, the appearance of Fang Xuan was absolutely unprecedented!

After today, the entire Kyushu martial arts world will probably be in turmoil!

A warrior next to him suddenly said:

"Longmu, those that Fellow Daoist Fang brought out from the blessed land."

The warrior pointed at the Yu family standing behind Zi Donglai. They were facing this strange world before them, and coupled with the shocking battle that had just broken out, they had not yet recovered from the shock.

The Lord of Longmu Island took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and sighed: "Please return to Longmu Island and treat you well."

After that, he smiled and said loudly to the warriors around him: "My fellow Taoists, please follow me to Longmu Island."

Zhongzhou, Pantai Pass.

Fang Lan was wearing a light green lotus gauze skirt and holding a short sword. She was dancing in front of the stage. Sweat beads appeared on her forehead with every swing. Even though a huge blood blister had formed at the base of her palm, she had no intention of stopping.

His sword moves were still awkward, but his breathing was quite steady, his sword flowers flashed again and again, and his eyes were as calm as water. It had been a month since he came to Zhongzhou, and in the past three months, even Spider Web could not find any news about Fang Xuan.

From shedding tears at the beginning to now being able to calm down and practice martial arts.

She deeply understands how difficult it is to practice martial arts.

Fang Lan felt heavier in her heart every time she thought of how Fang Xuan had to endure the pain of practicing martial arts all day long in order to protect herself and Fang Li.

At this moment, a light cough was heard from the side.

Fang Lan saw the old man in front of her and smiled faintly.

The old man was none other than the immortal Zizhuo from Kunwu Mountain. He also came to Zhongzhou a month ago and became a guest of honor of the Dragon Whale Army.

"Little kid, there's news about Fang Xuan. Do you want to hear it?" The old immortal Zi Yao looked at Fang Lan with a smile, waving an opened letter in his hand.

Fang Lan was stunned for a moment. When she heard the news about Fang Xuan, she excitedly snatched the letter and began to read it anxiously.

The old man didn't care. He held his beard, took off a wine gourd from his waist, took a big sip, and said with emotion: "Who would have thought that the little kid who was as strong as me back then has now become a transcendent strong man who can kill nine ninth-grade martial masters by himself."

"Things change all the time. If I hadn't given him the Kunwu Sword Formation, the entire Kunwu Mountain would have been in turmoil just based on the fact that I attacked him back then!"

Fang Lan took the letter, which only briefly recorded the important events related to Fang Xuan. She asked in a daze, "Grandpa, is the ninth-rank martial master very strong? What realm is my brother in now?"

Hearing this, Immortal Zi Yao looked up at the sky, his sight directed to a high place.

"Ninth-Rank Martial Master. Let me put it this way. Your brother and I will fight, and it's a 90-100 fight!"

Before Fang Lan could speak in confusion, the old man laughed and said, "If he throws one punch, I will lose all my nine lives!!"

After a moment of hesitation, Fang Lan turned around and ran outside.

He wanted to tell Fang Li the news, even though Fang Li might have already known it.

Looking at Fang Lan's leaving figure, the old immortal Zi Yao had a complicated look in his eyes.

"This time, Jiuzhou is really going to be turned upside down!"

Li Yixiuan, the son of the Daqian Dragon, stood in a courtyard, wearing a light yellow gown embroidered with an eight-clawed golden dragon.

After becoming the son of the Daqian Dragon, he didn't intend to be so high-profile, but this eight-clawed dragon robe was specially asked by Mr. Wei, so he reluctantly obeyed.

At this moment, Li Yixuan was sipping a cup of fresh tea and listening to the reports from his subordinates. His originally calm expression suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

As his subordinates finished their reports, Li Yixuan, who had been silent for a long time, immediately grabbed the jade cup at hand.

"Snapped!"

The exquisite jade cup shattered on the ground in an instant.

The next moment, a hysterical roar was heard throughout the courtyard:
"Isn't Fang Xuan already dead!!!"

"Why is he still alive, why!! Why!!"

(End of this chapter)