Chapter 542: Sword Light Falling From the Sky...

After hearing what Xiaoqing said, Meng Fan immediately came to the corner where Xiaoqing was.

Since this space was empty except for the Buried Sword Pond, it was impossible to tell the direction, and it was unclear whether this was the southeast corner or the northwest corner.

"Xiaoqing, what did you sense?" Meng Fan walked over and asked Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing swam around in the corner of the Buried Sword Pond, and there was some confusion on her face.

It held back for a long time, and finally said: "I can't explain it clearly, anyway, it's a little different."

Meng Fan rolled his eyes when he heard it.

However, there must be something wrong when things are abnormal, not to mention that Xiaoqing is a monster. Since he sensed something abnormal, it is definitely not aimless.

He also carefully surveyed this corner.

After a long time, Meng Fan showed some helplessness on his face.

Nothing was found.

Xiaoqing at least felt something abnormal, but he didn't notice anything abnormal.

It seems that he still has to rely on Xiaoqing!

"Master, I seem to know something." Xiaoqing suddenly jumped onto Meng Fan's shoulder and said to Meng Fan.

"What?" Meng Fan asked hurriedly.

Xiaoqing did not answer, and then spit out a demon pill from his mouth.

This was not its own inner pill, but the inner pill of the dragon given to it by Elder Lin.

After the demon pill appeared, it suddenly turned into a beam of light, shot into the bottom of the pool, and then stuck to a place.

Meng Fan had explored it many times before and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal here.

But the inner pill of the dragon stuck here, which proved that there must be something abnormal here.

"Old monk, can you sense anything?" Meng Fan asked the old monk.

"Donor Meng, I can't sense anything either." The old monk's tone was a little helpless.

"Xiaoqing, what about you?" Meng Fan asked Xiaoqing again.

"Master, this seems to be connected to somewhere, I'm not sure."

Hearing Xiaoqing's words, Meng Fan nodded, and his eyes gradually revealed some determination.

He still had things to do, and he couldn't be trapped here for too long.

As Meng Fan's eyes became more and more determined, he took out the Hongqi Sword.

Since there was no way, he would break it with brute force!

If there was a problem here, he would just cut it directly. He would see if it was useful or not.

"Collect the pill." Meng Fan said to Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing quickly swallowed the dragon's inner pill back into her mouth.

Meng Fan held the Hongqi Sword and slashed it fiercely at the place where the inner pill had just fallen.

If there were really any restrictions and formations here, then this must be the center of the formation.

If the formation center cannot be solved, then just destroy it directly.

As long as the formation center can be destroyed, the formation can also be broken.

The Hongqi Sword burst out with divine power, the sword light poured down, and the sword light reached the sky, almost crushing this empty space.

Meng Fan hadn't used all his strength for a long time.

This sword slashed out, and it really felt a bit refreshing and refreshing.

However, when his sword technique slashed into the Buried Sword Pool, all its power had dissipated before it reached the bottom of the pool, and was completely removed by the pool.

"Fuck!" Meng Fan burst out with a Chinese quintessence.

There is no doubt that brute force can break the formation.

But unfortunately, Meng Fan's brute force is not strong enough, it is really a bit weak.

"It won't work. I feel that even if my strength is multiplied several times, it won't work."

Meng Fan felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

In fact, this is also foreseeable. Meng Fan is just a cultivator in the Induction Realm.

Even if he is more powerful than the heaven, comparable to the Yuanshen Realm, or even the Huashen Realm, he can't turn the world upside down in this place!

Still have to follow the rules.

"Indeed, if brute force is so easy to deal with, then Senior Brother Xiao wouldn't be helpless outside." Meng Fan muttered to himself.

From Meng Fan's perspective, it was really a bit annoying at this time, and he felt a little helpless.

After a moment, he was thinking whether to take out the small wooden sword given to him by Yipin Patriarch and try it out?

After hesitating for a moment, he gave up.

Because this small wooden sword is a means for him to save his life. This thing is very precious, and Yipin Patriarch is unlikely to give him another one.

And he doesn't know whether this small wooden sword is a disposable consumable. If it can only be used once, it is really a pity to waste it here.

This thing should be kept for when life is in danger or when it is in a dead end.

It can save lives!

After all, he is just trapped now, not dying.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan's mentality suddenly relaxed a little. After all, if he thinks so, he still has a trump card, and he is not desperate.

If there is really no way out in the end, he can also use this small wooden sword given to him by Yipin Patriarch when he is forced into a corner.

"Master, I found it!" Xiaoqing suddenly shouted in surprise.

Meng Fan, who was thinking, brightened his eyes, came back to his senses, and found that Xiaoqing was digging at the bottom of the pool with a pair of small claws.

It actually dug out a small fragment.

It looked like the material was black iron or red copper, and it was hard to tell what the specific material was.

"This... seems to be a fragment of a sword as well." Meng Fan frowned and muttered.

If he hadn't just put all the fragments of Lingyun Sword into the storage ring, he would have even suspected that this fragment was the one that Lingyun Sword had just dropped.

Meng Fan bent down and picked up the fragment.

When he touched the fragment, a roar suddenly sounded in his mind.

The next second, he found himself in a mountain range shrouded in clouds and mist.

Although this situation was strange, Meng Fan had long been accustomed to it.

Sword Evil Memory!

I didn't expect that just touching a fragment could trigger the Sword Evil Memory. When I just touched the Lingyun Sword fragment, there was no Sword Evil Memory.

Therefore, in a sense, the complete sword before this fragment should be more terrifying than the Lingyun Sword.

Lingyun Sword is already an immortal sword, a sword more terrifying than an immortal sword?

This...

Meng Fan thought of Fuxi Sword at the first time.

Could it be that the complete sword body before this fragment was comparable to Fuxi Sword?

To be honest, Meng Fan was a little surprised.

This small Lingyun Sword Sect, a mere second-rate sword sect, has brought him too many surprises and horrors.

"What is this place?" Meng Fan had such a thought in his mind.

He has also seen many Sword Evil memories, and even the Sword Evil memories related to the Demon Realm.

But this time, the memory of the sword evil still has a strange sense of strangeness.

At the first glance, Meng Fan could feel that this was a world he had never come into contact with.

Human world?

Demon world?

Ghost world?

Immortal world?

Meng Fan's intuition told him that it didn't seem to be the same, anyway, it was not like the worlds he imagined.

Of course, it was also possible that he was thinking wrongly.

This mountain range shrouded in clouds and mist seemed endless, and there was no end in sight.

Just as Meng Fan was thinking wildly, a sword light fell from the sky...