Galaxy Shattering Blade

Qiankun Holy Pillar Hall. ?

Bai Tang stood quietly outside the hall, and there was a trace of calm on Gu Jing's beautiful face. Since she brought Lin Feng into the Temple of Holy Column in Qiankun, she naturally had to take responsibility.

After all, Lin Feng is not a white-tailed race.

"I don't know how long he can stay inside." Bai Tangmei glanced at the shining pole of the sword. The people of the Bailun tribe generally entered the day for the first time, half a month for the second time, and one year for the third time. about.

The stronger the soul ability, the longer the entry time.

Of course, this day is the day outside, not the day in the sacred column of Qiankun. In the sacred column of Qiankun, if you really want to calculate the time, a day is at least equivalent to a hundred years.

Closing his eyes, Bai Tang also entered into a state of cultivation.

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Lin Feng at this time, after leaving the knife mound, quickly found a second treasure.

It was a vast desert. The wind screamed, blowing sand and fluttering, and forming sand shadows in the void. The sand fluttering contained the world and the truth. The tyranny of the wind and the sand condensed. It was simple but deeply reflected. Mind.

"Wow~" Lin Feng's eyes moved.

When the body moved, a grain of sand merged into the figure. The overbearing wind became the sword of the hand. Lin Fengxun entered the state. Although there was no knife in his hand, the body movement implied the meaning of the knife.

The wielding of the sword again and again, and this desert heaven and earth faintly fit.

scold! scold! scold!

The sky of yellow sand, wrapped in a black figure, slowly passed through. Lin Feng's double pupils were bright and bright, but he already understood the true meaning of this sandstorm knife. Although he did not master the knife, it was not important to master it.

This set of swordsmanship is not powerful, it belongs to the "guided swordsmanship", the purpose of the exercise is to make people feel a trace of the sword.

Your own realm has already arrived.

"It seems to be step by step." Lin Feng gradually realized in his heart, no wonder a tiger entered twice, each time just broke through a layer. The first layer is the heart of the sword, which originates from the knife mound; the second layer is the sandstorm method, which originates from the desert.

Then the third floor...

"Heavenly Threshold." Lin Feng's eyes flickered.

I didn't know how long I went forward. I finally passed through the desert and came to a violently shaking volcanic zone. The volcanoes are like fire-breathing monsters, and the terrible magma is blasted out, and all the past is burned to ashes , Turning into nothingness.

There are countless volcanoes, each one is different.

Some stood tall, some were short and flat, some were sprayed higher than the sky, and some were sprayed like a celestial girl. Lin Feng stood in the land of magma, not eroded by magma, and his eyes were closely staring at the volcanoes in front.

The heart is completely immersed in it.

Similar to the previous sandstorm knife method, the volcanic eruption here is also a guided knife method. Lin Feng stood quietly, watching the volcanic eruption intently, again and again.

Every time, it is a cycle.

Just like the spread of the knife method, turning into a volcanic eruption, the knife method is slowed down more than tens of thousands of times, and the details are fully enlarged, making it easier to observe and understand.

"Volcano Sword Method." Lin Feng's mind appeared in his mind, but it was difficult to form.

He knows that this is because the realm of swordsmanship is not enough, just like in the infinite desert just now, he masters a trace of the heavenly way of the sword, so he can simulate the true meaning of the sandstorm knife.

But here, there is too much difference.

Therefore, the knife method cannot be formed.

"Tap!" "Oh!" Lin Feng's hands changed rapidly, his steps moved, and his eyes had never left the volcano. Every time he saw it, it turned into action, and he kept experimenting and thinking.

again and again.

If he felt it, Lin Feng was happy. If he couldn't feel it, his brows were sometimes tight. In this unmanned world, Lin Feng slowly comprehends the sword technique, and he is not distracted.

The passage of time is like a drip of rain, very slow and very slow.

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North Continent, in a quiet valley.

Surrounded by cornelian trees, the space energy is greatly weakened and blocked. Seventeen strong men, human races, demon races and demon races are gathered in the valley, but not the race of Tengqi Da 6, but the galaxy. .

"Everyone gathered here today and can still survive, proving that they already know something about it." The man who spoke was a silver man with red eyelids and a wicked figure with a devilish breath, yet he had the appearance of a human being.

Yi Qing, an extremely empire-level powerhouse.

The two races of man and demon are mixed blood, the 24th in the Galaxy Saint King list, the strength is quite terrible.

"Here is an unknown world. There are legends about the existence of the six-winged winged man, the Yueshengwang strong man." The black killing Shengwang said in a deep voice.

"Not only the Wing Human Race, there are other human races here, the Yinghe Demon Race, all have black domain controllers." said a dark figure.

"This is Tengqi Da 6, we are located in North Continent, a place of extreme chaos." A wrinkled old man said in a voice.

As soon as this remark came out, it caused a heated discussion.

"It seems that the holy king of wind dying knows a lot?" Yi Cyan's red eyelids picked up, and the voice of evil energy suddenly sounded.

"I just happened to have entered the "Yu Rencheng", so I know... a little more than you~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The wind dying king is the old man of the wind candle, and his face is wrinkled and tight, it seems that the limit is approaching .

Yuren City?

Everyone heard the name for the first time, and immediately curiously discussed it.

"I wonder if the holy king can share one or two?" Yi Qing flashed in his eyes.

The holy King's voice is hoarse and low: "There is nothing to share, Yu Rencheng is not difficult to find, as long as you can hit the human race of Northern Continent, you can know the location of Yu Rencheng, which is the gathering place of humans in Northern Continent. ."

"In Tengqi Da 6, human beings have gradually changed since their glory and replaced by the wing human race. Now the wing human race is the only one, and the human and the demon race are lingering."

"These are not secrets. You will know when you enter Yuren City."

Sacred King Feng coughed violently, his face pale and his eyes narrowed as though tired.

The saints nodded suddenly.

Yi Qing smiled coldly and glanced at everyone: "Everyone has something to see, here we are weak, and it is difficult for us to splash a little splash with our own strength. Let us tell you that the weakest human in North Continent , Whichever race is stronger than us!"

"At Tengqi Da 6, our holy kings from the galaxy, the immortality of the cave is nothing."

"During this period, all the holy kings died and fled, and there are less than a hundred survived, but the survival of the fittest is the reality. Even if we don't die here, we will die with the galaxy-level black hole after 11 epochs."

Yi Qing's eyes were shining brightly, with a bit of ambition: "But I can tell you with certainty--"

"Stay here, we will not die!"

"Even if the galaxy-level black hole is destroyed, we can all survive."

"Because this is..." 8

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