I have a sword in my head

Fang Haotian was shocked. Someone appeared in such a chaotic place. The old man in white is absolutely terrible.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not evil." The old man in white smiled indifferently and with a move, the statue of Fang Haotian who was suspected to be the Lord of the blood demon hall suddenly flew up.

Fang Haotian looked at the old man in white in amazement.

He didn't rob, because he knew that the old man in white was a terrible and powerful existence. If the other party wanted to take the statue, he had nothing to do.

"I came by the order of Mongolian ancestors." The old man in White said, "Mengzu said you can get here with the cultivation of returning to the same territory. Although it is a soul separation, it is also commendable, so he sent me to give you a gift."

"So he is also Mengzu's man." Fang Haotian couldn't help thinking that the old man in the sword Pavilion of Mengzu world was also dressed in white and was also an incomparably powerful existence.

The old man in white then said, "this statue is good, and its strength is no worse than that of your Dharma phase. As a part of you, there is no problem. You just came out of the soul body. I'll help you integrate the soul with the statue, so that you can go back to the ninth floor of the fairy world. "

"Thank you, master. Thank you, Mengzu." Fang Haotian was overjoyed. This gift was as valuable to him as the soul water of the broken sky sword.

Breaking sky sword soul water can help him understand breaking sky style. It can be said that he can understand breaking sky style so quickly. The greatest credit lies in breaking sky sword soul water.

Now, after the integration of this separated body, he has another separated body. He can go back to the ninth floor of the fairy world to help me overcome difficulties and deal with the holy emperor. Of course, this gift is also huge.

Now the situation of the ninth floor of the fairy world is really at stake. The holy emperor has attacked the imperial city of the demon Empire domain.

Everyone is now trapped in the imperial city. If the imperial city is broken, the holy emperor will officially unify the nine floors of the fairy world and paint the living creatures with carbon.

Of course, Mengzu sent someone to send this gift at this time. I'm afraid he also knew Fang Haotian's situation on the ninth floor of the fairy world and wanted to help Fang Haotian again.

Fang Haotian was secretly grateful.

Although he didn't know why Mengzu and other powerful beings helped him, since they helped him, they had to be grateful.

"I'm going to start. Don't struggle!"

The old man in white raised his left hand.

The left heart immediately threw up an amazing vortex, sucked Fang Haotian's body and flew into the vortex, and the statue also flew in.

"Fusion!"

The powerful force forced Fang Haotian's soul into the statue.

"You..." suddenly there was a roar in the statue, and then a terrible sword light directly killed Fang Haotian.

There are still residual thoughts hidden in the statue, and even the characters at the level of three elders and Saint Zunjing can't detect them.

Fortunately, now the old man in white wants to help Fang Haotian integrate the statue. Otherwise, when Fang Haotian is studying the statue, the statue suddenly erupts again. If such assassinations happen, it may be difficult for Fang Haotian to rob.

But now with this powerful man in white, how can the remnant of the statue succeed?

"Bold!" The man in white suddenly drank, the sword light dispersed, and the afterthought was directly erased. Then Fang Haotian felt that he had his body again.

"Fusion."

The old man in white drank again, and his voice was full of mystery.

Fang Haotian immediately felt that the statue came alive and became a real body of flesh and blood.

I really don't know what material this statue is made of. It's obviously hard and cold. It's completely a dead statue, but it's gradually flexible under the means of the man in white.

Fang Haotian's soul became more and more integrated with the statue, and he began to feel a sense of control over the statue.

He tried to raise his hand.

Although it was stiff, his hands were raised.

This is a good start.

Fang Haotian continued to try to move, raise his hands, feet, twist his body, turn his face... Repeated and practiced until he felt there was no obstacle at all.

"Almost." The old man in white has been watching quietly. When Fang Haotian completely controls his body, his big hand suddenly grabs in the chaotic void.

"Buzz!"

The palm of the old man in white gradually agglutinated a pure chaotic force.

"I'll help you lift this separation into chaos," said the old man in white, who put this chaotic force into Fang Haotian's body. "If you want to be strong in the future, you can only practice by yourself. But you have realized the sky breaking form. After practicing with chaotic power, you will become the person who makes the fastest progress in returning to the same territory. "

Boom!

When the chaotic force entered the body, Fang Haotian immediately had a strong sense of explosion.

He was shocked.

Even if his Dharma phase didn't rob his body, it was estimated that his body would be uncomfortable, but now the separated body with the statue as the carrier has completely withstood it, and there is no pain and discomfort except the sense of explosion.

From the beginning, it can be seen that the body of the statue is indeed strong, and even its strength is stronger than Fang Haotian's imagination before.

"Refine quickly!"

The old man in white saw Fang Haotian's heart and drank it quickly.

Fang Haotian quickly stabilized his mind and refined the power of chaos.

The self-cultivation of this separated person immediately climbed continuously until the chaotic environment stopped, and his body suddenly became tall and became the height of normal human beings, even higher than Haotian's original body.

"Well, I'll take you back to the ninth floor of the fairyland." the old man in white was very straightforward. He waved Fang Haotian back to the ninth floor of the fairyland without waiting for Fang Haotian to say thank you.

When Fang Haotian's figure disappeared into the boundary wall on the ninth floor of the fairy world, the old man in white smiled and said, "what a lucky little guy. I hope he won't let Mengzu down."

The body of the old man in white gradually dispersed and disappeared into chaos and emptiness.

Fang Haotian was "whooshing" and passed through the boundary wall of the ninth floor of the fairy world.

"Back."

Fang Haotian was very excited.

He fell to the ground and stood by a big river.

"Huh?" Fang Haotian couldn't help being slightly stunned. It was ghost Shahe. He had been here for magic soul Tianji stone.

But Fang Haotian doesn't care about other things now. He doesn't bother to check what's going on under the ghost sand river. He turns around and wants to leave.

But he suddenly stopped and stared at a small pool by the ghost sand river.

The small pool was very calm, as calm as a mirror. Fang Haotian saw his own appearance.

The statue has changed a lot. There is no such rigid ice cold feeling, but the outline has not changed. It is still the original outline of the statue, not Fang Haotian's appearance.

Fang Haotian stared at the face on the water, which made him feel strange no matter how he looked. Gradually, a playful smile appeared on his face.

"That's good."

Fang Haotian turned around, flew up and fell again. When he fell, he was in the Tianyuan sword sect.

At this time, the Tianyuan sword sect has become a stronghold of the saints of the holy emperor. The people of the Tianyuan sword sect have been brought by Fang Haotian's Buddha, all in the demon Empire City.

Because Fang Haotian's Buddha is in the demon Empire City, Fang Haotian knows the situation of the Empire City like the back of his hand.

Although the situation of the imperial city is critical, it is not something that can be broken in one or two days, so Fang Haotian still has time to do a lot of things outside.

"Holy emperor, let's play first!"

Fang Haotian looked at the saints around him with a cruel smile on his face.

"Who?" Some of the saints saw Fang Haotian and immediately drank.

"Wanhuan Tianluo!"

Fang Haotian drank it gently, and the dreamland shrouded the whole Tianyuan sword sect.

When the saints heard these words, they were a little stunned and didn't understand what they meant.

Buzz!

The scene changed suddenly. These saints saw their holy emperor, their most revered holy emperor.

"Holy emperor!"

All the saints knelt down.

Fang Haotian waved, and countless long swords directly condensed by the soul fell from the sky and rained on these saints.

"Huh?"

Fang Haotian was a little surprised that two saints got rid of the illusion and helped them survive the sword rain.

He couldn't help thinking. He didn't control the body enough, and the application of soul in the body didn't seem to be as familiar as before.

"If you still need to be familiar, take these saints to practice," Fang Haotian thought to himself. "Although my body is a chaotic place, it is reasonable to say that it is invincible on the ninth floor of the fairy world. But the holy emperor is not an idle person. There must be a stronger existence behind it. I can't be careless. It's not too late to deal with the holy emperor when I fully control this body. "

Fang Haotian knows very well that he has become the hope of the ninth floor of the whole fairyland. He is only allowed to win but not to lose, so no defect can exist. He must deal with the holy emperor in his best state, and even deal with the existence behind the holy emperor.

"Who are you?" After the two saints got rid of the illusion and saw that all the people in the settlement were dead, they were even more frightened, but their loyalty and madness to the holy emperor were killed at the first time.

"Dead."

Fang Haotian glanced at the two saints and their bodies were exploded.

"Dirty my sword clan."

Fang Haotian waved his big hand. All the corpses on the ground, even the stumps, broken arms and blood, flew up and smashed in the void. Finally, they were wrapped and compressed by an invisible force to form a big blood mass.

"Go."

Fang Haotian waved again, and the big blood mass flew out of the road for tens of miles and crashed into the deep mountain.

The saints of Tianyuan sword sect were destroyed. Fang Haotian left to find the saint stronghold of the holy emperor.

Fang Haotian killed all the saints wherever he went, leaving none. No matter what kind of people these saints were before they became saints, after they became saints, they were demons who lost their humanity and committed heinous crimes against the human race. Damn it.

If you die, die!

In the twinkling of an eye, half a month later, Fang Haotian went all the way to the direction of the demon emperor city. Along the way, with the power of soul induction, he constantly killed the saint stronghold of the holy emperor.

Finally down to Damon mountain.

Mengshan sect had been occupied for a long time. Mengshan ancestor died in the war. The elders and countless disciples of Mengshan sect chose to explode themselves.

When Fang Haotian's original Buddha came with all his strength, he was late because of many obstacles on the road. What he came to see was the destroyed Mengshan sect.

Mengshan sect has now become a stronghold of saints.

"Damn it."

Fang Hao's heavenly eyes flashed wildly.