The Art of the Great Sword

The cold wind whistled, and all the monks standing around the space-time rift became solemn when they felt what was happening under the current situation.

They were the high-level people in this dream world, and they thought they knew this dream world better.

But now, what happened in the dream world was beyond their expectations.

Take those monks wearing ghost face masks, for example, they have never seen them before!

These monks wearing ghost face masks should not belong to the creatures of this dream world. The means displayed by these ghost face monks are completely beyond their imagination.

When the power in their bodies burst out at this moment, they found that they had no power to stop them.

Now Fang Qingyang asked them if they knew the origin of this ghost face monk, how did they know?

But the reason why Fang Qingyang asked this question was that he was observing other monks.

He didn't believe that no one knew the existence of these ghost face monks.

After all, he was passing the tribulation here, but these monks wearing ghost face masks could find them accurately, which was enough to explain the problem.

However, after Fang Qingyang's careful exploration, he did not sense any abnormality from the monks around him.

Could it be that these monks wearing ghost masks have never shown their faces in front of the creatures in the dream world?

Just when Fang Qingyang had such thoughts in his heart, a fierce breath suddenly condensed above the sky.

A monstrous demonic energy burst out from the sky and instantly enveloped Fang Qingyang and his men.

At this moment, all the monks around this time and space rift changed color after feeling the troubles they were facing now!

No one thought that such a strong demonic energy would descend on them now.

This powerful force acted on them at this moment, making the monks here feel like they were facing death.

Fang Qingyang also felt this terrifying breath. He looked up at the sky, and above the sky, a thick black cloud had already formed.

These black clouds are a posture presented by the demonic energy.

The monstrous demonic energy was emitted from this black cloud.

"Dare to cause chaos in the dream world, you are looking for death!"

Now the dream world is his small world, but someone has descended into this dream world directly through other means.

If it were just that, it would be fine.

The key is this breath, it is demonic energy!

In an instant, Fang Qingyang directly mobilized the power of the dream world, created a thunderstorm, and killed the demonic energy.

Rumble...

Thunder suddenly appeared out of thin air, and in the rumbling sound, lightning appeared around the demonic energy without warning.

Each lightning carried a destructive power, and at this moment it was directly crushed towards the demonic energy.

The demonic energy was created by a certain demon cultivator, and to some extent, it was also the body of the demon cultivator.

But in the current situation, facing the destructive thunderstorm created by Fang Qingyang, the demonic energy has already issued a shrill scream!

The thunder split the demonic energy, and Fang Qingyang discovered that the existence that created this demonic energy was severely damaged by the destructive thunderstorm!

"Damn it, you actually took control of the authority of this dream world so quickly?"

A furious voice came from the demonic energy.

Now Fang Qingyang's move to deal with him is to directly use the authority of the heavenly way of this dream world to deal with him.

Those thunders fell on him at this moment, and each thunder was full of destructive power, splitting his body into countless pieces.

Not only that, the destructive power contained in the thunder was acting on him at this moment, making him unable to get rid of the torture under the current situation.

At this point, he has completely understood everything he is experiencing now.

As far as what is happening now is concerned, there is no possibility for him to fight Fang Qingyang to the end.

Even if he stays here, he will definitely be killed by him.

Immediately, the demon cultivator who set foot here prepared to return the same way.

However, when he showed all his strength, he found that he couldn't leave at all.

The surrounding space had been blocked by Fang Qingyang, and now he could only let the destructive thunder attack him!

Realizing what he was experiencing now, the color of the demon cultivator changed drastically.

"I am a being in the realm of reincarnation. Even if you control the authority of the heaven in this dream world, you can't do anything to me!"

He said this as if to encourage himself, and also as a threat to Fang Qingyang.

However, when he finished speaking, he felt a destructive breath falling on him.

It was a sharp sword light that fell directly on his soul.

In an instant, his soul was directly split in half, and the sword energy still remained on his soul, preventing his soul from repairing automatically!

Realizing what he was experiencing now, the demon cultivator suddenly became panic-stricken.

He suddenly realized that he no longer had the strength to resist Fang Qingyang's explosive power.

He even couldn't leave this dream world now.

The dream world has been blocked by Fang Qingyang, unless his power can reach the level of directly tearing the world barrier of the dream world.

But obviously, his strength has not reached this level.

"Use my blood essence as a guide, use my soul as medicine, I curse you to fall into hell forever!"

This demon cultivator is very decisive. When he feels the problem he is facing now, a shadow of death lingers in his heart.

A mysterious breath emanates from the body of this demon cultivator.

He was originally just a smoke form, and Fang Qingyang found his soul and then caused devastating damage to his soul.

And now, the mysterious breath emerging from the demon cultivator has turned into a blood-colored smoke, which directly enveloped Fang Qingyang.

At this time, Fang Qingyang felt a great crisis.

However, he directly mobilized the power of heaven and earth in the dream world, forming a protective barrier on his body surface, protecting himself tightly.

Then, the blood-colored smoke enveloped Fang Qingyang, but it could not penetrate the protective barrier created by his body.

"Is this the power of the curse?"

Fang Qingyang felt the power surrounding his body and was surprised.