Chapter 1004 Night Watchers

There was a flash of darkness, and the long hem of his clothes flew and burned across a distance of several thousand meters!

boom--

Floating islands fell in the aftermath of the collision, and the infinitely open martial arts field roared with energy all the time.

Invisible phantom wind blades can cut rifts in the ground. Illusions that are difficult to distinguish between true and false can trap people in ignorance. There are countless abilities that interfere with mind, vision, and mobility.

But liberating the powerful night weapon, holding a huge silver gun that is more than five meters tall in his hand, the illusion covers the eyeliner in the sky, and the right pupil of the black eye shines brightly to see through things,

Fangran waved his hand and threw out the broken silver dragon fang. The powerful power spread out from the layers of rings, and he raised his fiery look in the roar.

The gorgeous Yuebai Bow appears when he raises his hand. Thunder, freeze, strike, sand, wave... cards that are already powerful under the huge magic energy.

With the ability of the Moon God to hunt, it turns into a series of higher-level rays of light arrows!

There are even one or two secondary chords that appear from time to time...

The final realization of the simulation scene, because it has a "black box"-like part that cannot be separated and used, so these "basic moves",

It was all figured out by Fangran himself in the illusion trials again and again every night.

Countless times of collapse, endless experiences of failure, unspeakable difficulties in exploration, every treatment that I gritted my teeth and endured,

In the end it all became the extended hours he faced the night watchman every night,

In this fantasy world, he gradually transformed into a real A-level leader...

boom--

The figure flipped and landed from the air, causing the ground to tilt up. In each confrontation, the figure was far more powerful than at the beginning, showing a powerful figure with all its strength.

Fangran slowly stood up straight while holding the Moon God Hunting in his hand. His right eye had a golden black pupil.

Looking up at the hurricane tornado swept by the dust storm, it gradually turned red into a pillar of fire reaching the sky. In the majestic and shocking scene,

A sacred bird hundreds of meters tall was born!

Facing this insurmountable test again, Fangran took a deep breath, and then...

His face was filled with arrogance and heat!

Stepping on the upturned rock in front of him, the Moon God Hunting was freed into a huge bow taller than himself and nailed to the ground. A familiar feeling rose in his heart.

‘Infinite’ pours in, nature, hunting, harvest, death...all the divine powers light up in sequence, facing the red bird that hovers to the top of the pillar of fire and flies down,

He pulled back the bowstring of the Twelve Night Artifacts of Demonic Energy and Mingyao!

The halo of the moon illuminates Fangran's side face at this moment...

Then the entire illusion dimmed, as if a curtain of night had been lifted, and a starburst arrow penetrated the entire world,

In a high-pitched bird song, the beautiful divine bird dragging its red tail feathers returned to the flames, and the collision of energy was so intense that only light remained.

The flame storms and arrows that reached the sky disappeared,

The whole person suddenly gasped for breath, and Fangran's black eyes were slightly stunned in disbelief, seeing the 'Thousand Faces' figure again for the first time since the battle started.

And at the same time,

Deep in the fairy mountain, beyond the illusion,

Surrounding the wordless stone tablet with countless light-patterned profound formations lighting up on its surface, Qianmian stood in the light of a mysterious formation and laughed dumbly as if he had suddenly come back to his senses:

"What a good boy, it turned out to be a success!"

And as he finished speaking, another voice sounded nearby,

"That's not because you have always been merciful to him and only used a few tricks over and over again. Where have all your weird and bizarre methods gone?"

The old man, who seemed to be very old and talked in a light and joking tone, looked at the grand scene in the illusion on the Xuanzhen projection, and a teasing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"If you ask me, you need to be more careful with this kid and let him know what it means to have a sinister heart."

If Fangran were here at this moment, he would immediately recognize the person speaking at this moment. He is the one who uses spells in the illusion. His tactics are changeable and hard to guard against.

The old man who had fully taught him the meaning of "the evil heart" during the battle.

"Thousand Faces is just for testing, so you guys are better off,

If you are still serious with your children at your age, you don't have the demeanor of an elder at all. "

Dressed in an ancient plain dress, she has a graceful temperament that no longer shows her age. In the fantasy, Fang Ran, the most gentle female elder, looks at the people around her with reproachful eyes.

"Hey, Shuidan, what you said is wrong. I did it for the good of young man Fang Ran. How can I be the same as this guy Zhu Wen? Mingmang, please judge."

Besides the old man, a familiar figure who came back on purpose immediately defended himself righteously and took it out. At the same time, he looked at the kind and elegant middle-aged man beside him.

The other party could only smile helplessly at this.

"Hmph, that brat who is not upright is just like the Alchemist. He needs to be dealt with properly."

Whenever he enters the scene, he has to fight ten times with all his strength. He takes out all kinds of mysterious weapons and chases Fang Ran and beats him up. Tiangong hugs Fang Ran and snorts without denying it at all.

Without speaking, Yongtu just looked at Fang Ran in the projection of the Xuan Formation, and looked at him as he saw him for the first time.

It has made a big difference.

"But, is this considered a departure..."

The night watchman, who controlled the ever-changing formation of light in the illusion, was called Ming Mang. He looked at the figure of the young man in the projection of the mysterious formation and spoke softly with emotion,

"Come out...what..."

After hearing his words, Qianmian rubbed his fingers over the joints of the fan and closed his eyes, as if reminiscing.

"How long have we...not taught anyone like this..."

Deep in the Midnight Fairy Mountain, surrounding the wordless stone tablet, the figures of the night watchmen were silent for a moment, as if they were recalling some of the same memories.

Memories of... teaching various skills to the next generation of figures...

The illusion itself actually does not arrange such things as opponents.

Time passes, years change,

The younger generations of that generation have fallen on their own paths one after another, but the elders like them are still here,

Because they are night watchmen.

They have no regrets about it.

But for the 'little guy' who suddenly came here recently, from the initial wait-and-see attitude to the gradual decision of everyone to take action, how much of this is out of nostalgia for the past?

perhaps,

Only the night watchers themselves know...

"This is a good apprentice."

After being silent for a while, Zhu Wen smiled lowly with satisfaction.

"Be conscientious, diligent, willing to endure hardships, have clear goals, and cannot see confusion. The most rare thing is the brilliant and pure mind."

Ming Mang looked at Fang Ran who still hadn't let down his guard in the projection of the mysterious array, and counted the answers he had observed one by one. Although one month was short, it was enough for the night watchman to see a lot.

"He really doesn't have any talent, but he more than makes up for it with his toughness."

"Yeah, at first I thought that if he couldn't hold on, I would reduce the potency of the medicine, but I didn't expect that this kid was so stubborn, so he didn't waste my medicine..."

He is also kind-hearted and can make so many little guys like him...

Thinking about the scene by the medicine pool every night, Shuidan also looked at the child that his most beloved junior had always taken care of, and added in his heart with a gentle smile.

"I was born in the Origin, but I was not blinded by the powerful power. I have been trying to master it since I started. For this reason, I only sleep for more than an hour a day..."

Uncle... no, this should be said to be Qingzhi. As the first night watchman among the people to see Fangran, he knows best about the ordinary young man who used to be.

In one incident after another, without anyone’s guidance in a short period of time, I found my own direction, grew and transformed...

"That's it. He will have to fulfill all your requests the next day. Tiangong, you can also praise him occasionally."

"Hmph, that brat who knows how to make a fuss every day has no talent at all in casting."

Hearing what he said, Tiangong crossed his arms and made a sound, thinking about the 'source' that was the most troublesome in the hall every day and always caused trouble for him.

He grunted angrily:

"I learn kebabs very quickly."

And listening to Tiangong's duplicitous words that he had clearly seen even the talent of casting tools, but still looked down upon, several night watchmen looked at each other and smiled...

"Does this count as having taught an apprentice together?"

"Oh, the strongest successor in this generation is indeed the one who went out at midnight..."

...

Amidst the long-lost laughter among the night watchmen, Qian Mian looked at Yong Tu beside him and smiled lightly with his face covered by a bone fan:

"Don't you tell him about the results of Arakawa? I can feel that it is always a shackles on the child's heart."

Yongtu just remained silent when he heard this, then shook his head slightly, looking up at the projection of the profound array on the stone tablet, his long robe clasped behind his hands.

"Maybe it's not my place to say."

There was no surprise for this answer. Qian Mian shook his head and dismissed the topic with a smile, returning to the matter of the illusion in front of him.

Looking at Fang Ran, who was afraid of his sudden disappearance, thinking it was another offensive and not daring to act rashly, he suddenly smiled with an interesting expression:

"Although the test is completed, taking good precautions against Gao Zhuanyuan is also part of the equation. How about we go up together and give him a surprise at the end?"

This unabashed teasing meant that Shui Dan, who had not mentioned him just now, was helpless and speechless, while Zhu Wen and Qing Xiao both showed the evil smiles of their elders.

I plan to teach some of my juniors the precious lesson of ‘even though you have just learned a new trick, don’t think you are invincible’.

But at this moment,

Footsteps sounded from behind the night watchmen.

A handsome 'young man' slowly walked out from the shadow of the trees,

"This is really..."

They all looked back and were slightly surprised. After seeing who the person was, Qian Mian chuckled in surprise and asked:

"Your Excellency, do you want to take action personally?"

The person nodded in confirmation.

On the infinitely open martial arts field...

Fang Ran, who was maintaining his strongest state, saw a figure he had never seen before appear in the illusion when he discovered that the 'Thousand Faces' had not launched an attack.

It was a young and elegant figure with an unknown appearance, holding a glorious ancient sword in his hand.

Hey, that's not...! ?

Locking his black eyes, he immediately recognized where he had seen the sword. In this moment of trance, Fangran only saw the other party calmly raising his hand to draw the sword.

Then...

An aura that made him tremble all over and make his fingertips feel cold suddenly spread between heaven and earth! ! !

At this moment when his black eyes widened to the limit and he felt like he couldn't even move his whole body,

Fangran looked at the figure in disbelief, then swept out a sword light across the sky above his head, unfolding a vision as majestic as the sky...

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