"If you see my companions, be sure to help them."
What surprised Xiao Fan was that Jitian did not make any difficult requirents, but rather ordinary.
Even, it was so ordinary that Xiao Fan was a little unbelievable.
Because of this condition, he had promised it before.
"Good." Xiao Fan said solemnly.
"In the future, it won't be like before. No matter how dangerous the situation is, you have to help them instead of depending on the situation." Jitian said solemnly.
"Even if you sacrifice your life?" Xiao Fan frowned.
"Yes, even if you sacrifice your life." Jitian said truthfully, "I know you are a person who keeps your promise, so you have to think carefully before agreeing to the old."
Xiao Fan fell into contemplation. From his own perspective, he really would not sacrifice his life to help others.
What's more, that person is not related to himself.
Once he agreed to sacrifice to the heavens, Xiao Fan had to do it. This was his principle of life.
Otherwise, there would not be so many loyal people around him.
"Good." Xiao Fan said again for a long ti.
Jitian let out an old laugh: "This is what you said, give the Shura sword to the old man."
For so reason, from the laughter of Jitian, Xiao Fan heard a kind of relief, and even decided.
However, Xiao Fan didn't think much, and threw the Shura sword into the body world.
The next mont, the sacrifice to the sky suddenly changed, turning into a monstrous sword, the whole body was pitch black like ink, and the whole body was covered with lines.
In Xiao Fan's surprised gaze, the divine sword made for sacrificing the sky suddenly flashed, covering the Shura sword.
The Shura sword kept trembling, as if feeling a kind of destruction.
"Ji Tian, what are you doing?" Xiao Fan was startled and hurriedly shouted.
Jitian, is this trying to swallow the Shura sword?
Xiao Fan hurriedly summoned the Shura Sword, but found that the Shura Sword did not listen to him at all, as if it had been suppressed by a strange force.
His fierce eyes stared at Jitian, flashing with cold light.
Compared to Jitian, Xiao Fan is naturally closer to the Shura Sword. The Shura Sword has been growing up with him until now, and I don't know how many tis it has been born to death.
Even if he has a stronger bronze coffin, the space-ti dzi bead.
However, in essence, the Shura sword really belongs to him.
And he also used the Shura sword to take advantage of it.
However, at this mont, Xiao Fan's heart trembled suddenly.
As far as he could see, a huge phantom appeared in the void in vain, the phantom was hazy, and the chaos was surging, and it was not very real.
However, Xiao Fan felt a resounding force.
In front of this power, Xiao Fan felt like a tiny ant, completely ignored.
what is this?
Xiao Fan was shocked, it was the first ti he saw sothing so terrifying.
He was quite sure that even the Zhenshi bronze coffin and the space-ti sky beads had never given him this feeling.
"seal!"
Suddenly, the void exploded, deafening.
With the sound of this sound, the huge phantom quickly flew towards the Asura sword.
This ti, Xiao Fan finally saw clearly what the phantom was.
A monunt!
A whole body full of the vicissitudes of the years, full of wind and rain, but still simple and powerful ancient monunt!
Even above, scarlet blood was still flowing, exuding an aura of destruction.
Countless dense lines covered the body of the stele, and Xiao Fan felt dizzy just looking at it.
You know, his current formation skills, not to ntion reaching the peak, but also absolutely perfect, few in the world can compare.
However, he couldn't understand the lines on the ancient stele.
Obviously it's just a very ordinary pattern, why can't I rember it?
"Boy, it's a good comprehension. How much you can comprehend depends on your talent." The old and weak voice of sacrifice to the sky sounded in his mind.
Xiao Fan didn't think much, staring at the ancient monunt of Zhentian.
The mind is running at full power, wanting to rember every brand and every streak above.
However, he always felt very vague and didn't see it really.
In this way, Xiao Fan could only morize it by rote.
Its okay if you cant understand, but in any case, rember all the lines.
He has a feeling that after these lines appear this ti, they may no longer appear in the world.
However, even so, he still could not rember.
He wanted to take out the paper and draw them down.
However, as soon as the pen fell on the paper, the paper flew into ashes and annihilated.
Can't imprint?
Xiao Fan was shocked, but he quickly cald down.
Since you can't write it down as a whole, please separate it and write it down.
Sure enough, this thod is feasible.
Xiao Fan disassembled those lines into small parts, put his mind at ease, and morized their lines in detail.
piece!
Two!
Forty yuan!
Eighty yuan!
...
Even if Xiao Fan possessed the ability to rember his life, he still rembered that he was struggling, and a lot of sweat oozes from his forehead.
Ye Qingcheng, who was next to him, was extrely worried when he saw Xiao Fan's exhausted appearance.
He didn't know what happened to Xiao Fan, but the whole person seed empty.
Ye Qingcheng didn't dare to disturb, so he could only guard the Quartet with all his strength to prevent sudden danger.
Ti passed slowly.
A month!
Two months!
In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed, and the bronze coffin of Zhenshi was suspended in the backwater, as if it had reached its limit.
The surrounding space is getting smaller and smaller, and the Promise Qi is almost unstoppable.
The world in Xiao Fan's body, that huge ancient monunt of heaven and earth, finally slowly beca illusory, as if it would disappear at any ti.
Xiao Fan's face was pale, and his mind was extrely depleted, which had already affected his entire body.
He was originally **** and proud of life, and looked like an old man about to die.
Ye Qingcheng saw all this happen with his own eyes, and wanted to help Xiao Fan share so of it, but he was incapable and could only do it in a hurry.
"call!"
The phantom of the ancient monunt of heaven and earth finally disappeared completely, no, to be precise, it was integrated into the Shura sword.
What disappeared is not only the ancient monunt of heaven and earth, but also the sacrifice to the heaven, which is also completely integrated into the Shura sword.
Although the Shura sword looked no different, it had a mysterious feeling.
Its sword body is even more densely covered with so mysterious lines.
Xiao Fan took a long breath, and a phantom appeared in his body for a while, respecting the direction where the ancient monunt of heaven and earth disappeared.
"Thank you, senior, for your accomplishnt." Xiao Fan's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes were bloodshot, and water mist faintly evaporated.
He finally knew why Jitian's tone was decisive.
Because Jitian actually sacrificed himself to fulfill him.
It is ridiculous that he is still suspicious of Jitian, thinking that Jitian will kill the Shura sword.
At this mont, Xiao Fan finally knew so of the origins of offering sacrifices to the sky.
The lines that sacrificed to the sky made him comprehend, it was a great luck and opportunity.
"Immortal Sealing the Heaven Map!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath and prayed again: "Senior, don't worry, what Xiao promised you will be done, even if you save your life."
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