The Ancient Vast Realm

Looking at the black-purple monster with closed eyes and a ferocious giant mouth in front of him, Feng Xuan's mouth curved slightly.

Although it was just randomly refined at first, after these years of cultivation, this demon-swallowing corpse puppet has changed from what it used to be.

Although today's Demon-Swallowing Corpse Puppet seems to be much smaller than before, this is just a restrained state. Once Feng Xuan gives the order to fully release its combat power, it will instantly turn into a real mountain of flesh. Become a powerful monster with a terrifying desire to devour.

It can be said that among the entire Yeyou team, apart from Feng Xuan, the strongest one is not Wumen, but this unknown demon-swallowing corpse puppet.

Feng Xuan stood up from the ground and reached the broad shoulders of the Demon-Devouring Corpse Puppet in a flash.

"It just so happens that when walking in the dark realm, it should be more convenient to look like a dark creature, right?"

Feng Xuanyao looked at the huge silent stone door in front of him and whispered to himself.

He has already planned that as long as he cuts out his soul, he will use the demon-swallowing corpse puppet as his body and enter the infinite realm.

"It seems that there is still work to do next, but the first thing is to consolidate the two cultivation levels first, and then practice the dual soul skills..."

...

Cangqi Palace

In the martial arts arena, Yinfeng wielded a looming long sword with ink shadow in his hand. Around him, dozens of sword shadows like water waves were wandering around him as he moved.

Yinfeng stabbed out with his sword, and the long sword in his hand twisted strangely, and it instantly pierced the head of an iron man made of fine iron a hundred meters in front, without causing any waves.

However, Yinfeng, who thrust out the sword, frowned and seemed extremely dissatisfied.

"Brother Yin, this sword is not used like this. When you control the mother sword in your hand with your heart, you must also bring the child sword with you. Otherwise, the void mother sword in your hand will not be able to exert its maximum power."

At this moment, a clear voice sounded on the edge of the martial arts arena, and soon a young man in white, accompanied by Tieshan, was seen walking slowly from the outside with a smile on his face.

The young man in white walked up to the iron man and pushed the iron man lightly with his finger. He saw that the iron man made of fine iron collapsed instantly and fell into pieces. It turned out that there was not only a sword mark in the middle of his head, but ten... There were slash marks of varying depths.

"My stupid qualifications make Brother Wuchen laugh."

Seeing the person coming and hearing the other person's words, a wry smile appeared on Yinfeng's face, he put away the sword in his hand and leaned towards the other person.

It turns out that the young man in white is none other than Jian Wuchen, who has disappeared for a long time.

"Haha, Brother Yin, what you said is wrong. You were originally a practitioner of swordsmanship, and then you switched to swordsmanship. Now, in just one year, you have mastered the Sword Intent of the Subtle Realm, and you have practiced the Shadowless Sword Technique to a very young age. If this is regarded as a dull qualification, then I am afraid that others will not have to live."

Jian Wuchen shook his head. Although he had not known Yinfeng for a long time, he only got to know him during the time he came to Cangqi Palace. Naturally, he also knew that Yinfeng was Fengxuan's team member in the battle city. , but now he returns to the Great Wilderness Holy Land with Feng Xuan and follows Feng Xuan.

But Jian Wuchen was extremely shocked by Yinfeng's talent.

Yinfeng's own cultivation has almost reached the half-step level, and he has practiced the law of space, and his strength is frightening.

What made Jian Wuchen even more shocked was that he later learned that Yinfeng was not a swordsman before, but decided to switch to swordsmanship because of the set of son-and-mother sword arrays that contained spatial attributes in his hands. , the talent is so high that it is extremely rare to see it even in this holy land where monsters are rampant.

"Hey, brother Wuchen, your words are too flattering to me. If it weren't for the boss's previous guidance, how could I have understood the sword's intention so quickly?"

Hearing Jian Wuchen's words, Yinfeng shook his head and did not feel proud.

In his opinion, without Feng Xuan's guidance and the leaves of the Star Spirit Sacred Tree to increase his understanding, he would never be able to accomplish these things in a short period of time.

Although Yinfeng's understanding is good, the law of space has consumed almost 90% of his energy, and for the rest, he is simply powerless.

Yinfeng, on the other hand, was extremely curious about Jian Wuchen. During this year of getting along, he naturally learned that Jian Wuchen was Feng Xuan's best friend, and that he himself possessed the extremely rare Sword Bone Saint Body.

As Feng Xuan has been fighting in the black realm for so many years, Yin Feng's spiritual sense is also extremely sharp.

But every time when facing Jian Wuchen, Yinfeng would always unconsciously feel a chill coming from the depths of his soul, as if the person in front of him did not look like an ordinary warrior at all, but a divine sword, or even It felt like he was facing a vast sea of ​​swords, which was heart-stopping.

Especially whenever he used his sword intention next to Jian Wuchen, he always felt like he was being suppressed like a king, as if his sword intention was worshiping the opponent.

Yinfeng had only experienced this feeling with Feng Xuan, but relatively speaking, in Feng Xuan, what Yinfeng could feel was an indomitable will to break the sky, and a sense of oppression from the five elements.

Yinfeng couldn't tell who was more terrifying in terms of aura, but he knew that both Feng Xuan and Jian Wuchen must be the same kind of person, and there must be only one explanation for what he felt like, that Even Jian Wuchen also possesses the sword intent of the Mustard Seed Realm!

"Sure enough, the boss's friend is also an anomaly. He is able to cultivate such powerful strength on his own without ever going to War City. It's really scary!"

Yinfeng sighed in his heart. Feng Xuan himself was terrible, and the people he made friends with were equally terrible. Perhaps this was the mutual appreciation between evildoers.

Yinfeng knew that the eighth son of the Dijiao Hall, Xiong Yuan, was also a good friend of his boss. The two of them worked together to resist the powerful before they broke through, and finally crossed the border to kill him.

Like Dongling Poshan before, although his strength was insufficient, it was only limited by his qualifications.

The opponent's martial arts will was also not bad. With the cultivation of the mere Qi-transforming stage, he forcibly suppressed the magic eye of a peak Yukong realm strongman from being eroded. This level of willpower was already able to surpass most warriors.

"Haha, Brother Yin is too modest, but I do have some understanding of the sword, Brother Yin, you can watch it"

Jian Wuchen naturally didn't know what Yinfeng was thinking. He was originally a pure sword cultivator. Seeing Yinfeng practicing swordsmanship, since they were all friends of Feng Xuan, he would naturally not hesitate to give advice and exchange.

"Please!"

Hearing Jian Wuchen's words, Yin Feng immediately put aside his distracting thoughts and his expression became serious and upright.

He knew that Jian Wuchen was trying to instruct him, and given his level in the swordsmanship, he naturally would not think that Jian Wuchen was not qualified.