The world is an actor

Chapter 61 The Golden Core Realm is too rich!

"This bird is so weird, it keeps flying around me!"

In the cold and frozen ground, Fang Xiu's galloping figure suddenly stopped and he looked up.

In the sky above the clouds, a snow-white falcon coiled around his head, making a weird cooing cry.

Under the moonlight, the two faint blue bird eyes reflected the penetrating light.

"Could it be..."

Fang Xiu's eyes flashed, and an artifact that was described in previous Xianxia novels appeared in his mind.

puppet.

Spirit power puppet!
"It must be that fat monk!"

Fang Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, held the hilt of the Black Hidden Sword with his right hand, and leaned his upper body slightly.

"Found Xiu, he is thirty miles northeast of Xibo City!"

In the program headquarters, a member of the camera crew yelled in surprise and pointed to a corner of the screen.

I saw Fang Xiu, whom everyone had been looking for for a long time under the fog hidden camera, finally appeared.

It's just that Fang Xiu at this moment has a vigilant expression, and his eyes are fixed on the lens of Wuyin's camera.

"He found us?"

Someone exclaimed.

Fang Xiu looked directly at the camera, as if he was looking at them.

Many people felt a little bit in their hearts, and there were some subtle emotions that were difficult to describe in words.

Nervous or guilty.

"brush"

However, before the program team could locate it, he ordered more Wuyin cameras to approach, and Fang Xiu, who was holding a sword in both hands, suddenly had a murderous intent in his eyes.

In the next second, Fang Xiu made a sharp jerk, and the Black Hidden Sword turned into a black awn that pierced the sea of ​​consciousness of everyone.

"what"

All the members of the program group couldn't help but let out a heart-shattering scream.

In an instant, they seemed to be in the permafrost plateau, and Fang Xiu's decisive sword slashed the sky spirit cover.

Everyone jumped suddenly, breaking out in cold sweat instantly, their blood pressure rose, and their hearts were about to jump out of their chests.

In the next second, the live broadcast screen flickered and turned into a black screen.

"I was scared to death, I almost thought I was dead!"

"Now I feel a little sympathetic to those martial artists who perform in groups. They are really earning their living on the tip of a sword!"

"How coquettish, who peed?"

"It depends on what I am doing? Hurry up and continue to follow Fang Xiu."

Chen Yimou shouted angrily, got up slowly, and left the scene silently.

There were a series of water stains on the ground.

"It's too scary, that sword seems to come to kill me!"

"This shit is [-] times more exciting than a thriller, I'm going to prepare some quick-acting heart-rescuing pills first!"

"Fang Xiu is the real sword god, can you suggest to the program team to arrange a plot for him and teach us how to practice swords?"

Because it was a live broadcast, when the program group cut the screen to the foggy camera hovering above Fang Xiu's head, the audience in the live broadcast room also received the screen.

Fang Xiu smashed the Wuyin camera with his sword, which also shocked them deeply.

In just a few seconds, the ratings of the program climbed again.

Some martial arts enthusiasts even went to the official website to find the pictures of Fang Xiu practicing and making moves, and edited them into short video teaching materials.

"Sure enough, it's a spiritual puppet!"

In the cold field, Fang Xiu retracted his sword, and not far in front of him, the fog hidden camera exploded into countless fragments.

Due to the serious damage, Fang Xiu couldn't distinguish the materials used to refine the puppet, but he guessed it right after all.

This falcon is definitely not made of flesh and blood!
"We can't stay here for a long time, then the golden core realm overhaul must be on the way here!"

Fang Xiu looked around, found a direction, continued to run, and at the same time took out a few god-level Qi training pills and swallowed them to replenish the rapidly consumed spiritual power in his body.

He ran forward, the more he ran, the weirder he felt in his heart, he always felt that he was being followed by something.

His ears moved slightly, Fang Xiu suddenly jumped up, Hei Yinjian shot casually, a burst of flames burst out in the sky, countless metal fragments and burnt feathers fell slowly.

Another fog camera disguised as a white falcon.

"A strong man in the Golden Core Realm really has great powers, and he was able to find me so quickly!"

Fang Xiu's heart sank, he picked up the Heiyin sword and left.

He got into the dense forest, trying to cover his tracks with trees.

But in just a quarter of an hour, three white falcons flew towards him from different directions.

Fang Xiu's six senses were keen, and he immediately noticed the subtle changes in the air flow above the clouds.

Fang Xiu could only choose a new direction and rush away, but the three white falcons were like maggots on tarsal bones, chasing after him.

"hateful!"

Fang Xiu held the sword again, but his heart moved.

The White Falcon was so high off the ground that he had no other means to shoot it down except for throwing the Black Hidden Sword.

But one shot and one pick will inevitably delay a lot of time.

He has advanced to the eighth level of Qi training, and he has long been able to release his spiritual power. If he can control things through the air, his efficiency will definitely increase greatly.

Opening his right hand, a ray of spiritual power spread out from his fingertips, entwined on the hilt of the Black Hidden Sword. Fang Xiu flicked his right hand, and the Black Hidden Sword shot out again, crushing the white falcon that was diving like a forest.

Fang Xiu tugged from the air, and the Heiyin sword, which was entangled in spiritual power, flew back upside down.

"It really works!"

Fang Xiu's eyes lit up, but there was not much joy in his heart.

The means of his imperial weapon are all groped by himself, the method is too rough.

The spiritual power wrapped around the hilt of the sword is as thick as a stick, completely different from the sword controlled by the spiritual silk in Xiuxian's novels.

It's about the same as having a big arm with spiritual power.

Therefore, the consumption of spiritual power is also extremely high. One-third of the spiritual power in his body will be consumed every time he goes back and forth.

"try again!"

Fang Xiu stuffed a few god-level qi training pills, concentrated his mind, and tried to control things again. Before the spiritual power was released from the fingertips, he divided and squeezed, and the spiritual power arm shrank by two-thirds, becoming a small spiritual power. stick.

Fang Xiu Yujian shot out, and the Black Hidden Sword sank into the dense forest. 80 meters away, a white falcon was shot down in mid-air.

"It's much better this time!"

Fang Xiu was slightly delighted when the Heiyin sword was turned back. With a wave of his right hand, the third white falcon was smashed into pieces a hundred meters away.

swish swish

Not far away, the sound of piercing the air came again, densely packed, no fewer than seven or eight.

"Good come!"

Fang Xiu has just mastered the tricks of controlling things, so he can use these spiritual power puppets to practice his hands.

While streamlining and compressing the spiritual power stick again, he carefully comprehended the subtle feelings and feedback of each spiritual power sword.

bang bang

Accompanied by a series of muffled sounds, the fog cameras that flew in one after another were smashed into pieces one after another.

Fang Xiu became more and more proficient in the skills of imperial objects. The spiritual power wrapped around the black hidden sword gradually became thick and thin, and the range of the imperial sword expanded to about 300 meters.

In the dense forest, Fang Xiu ran like flying, and the Black Hidden Sword was circling in mid-air, as fast as lightning, flying invisible in the night.

Before the Wuyin cameras gathered could see Fang Xiu's shadow, they were shattered by the Heiyin sword.

"One is also imperial, and three are also imperial!"

With a thought in Fang Xiu's mind, the two ordinary swords strapped to his back flew up with a whoosh.

The three swords soared into the air, flying up and down around Fang Xiu, like a sword fairy on land.

More than 100 Wuyin cameras were destroyed, but none of them captured Fang Xiu.

Even Fang Xiu was slightly speechless.

"This Golden Core Realm is too rich!"

"If I destroy so many spiritual puppets of his, he will definitely hate me even more!"

"too frightening!"

"We must not be caught by him!"

　Everyone, Yanzu and Nazha, try not to keep books, new books are looking for follow-up, and new authors urgently need support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)