And what this inscription condenses is far from reaching the limit.
The essence and blood of powerful people above Immortal Marquis can be used to condense inscriptions. As long as Chu Fengmian kills more powerful people and obtains their blood essence, Chu Fengmian's strength can be further improved.
Chu Fengmian looked in the direction of the Eight War Saints. Although Chu Fengmian had killed all four incarnations of the Eight War Saints just now, he still had three incarnations.
These three incarnations all contain the essence and blood that is comparable to the powerful Immortal King. After killing these three incarnations, Chu Fengmian can use the essence and blood in them to condense the inscription again.
This time, Chu Fengmian did not intend to let go of any of the seven major sects present.
The moment he looked at the Eighth Battle Saint, murderous intent emerged in his eyes. Suddenly Chu Fengmian took action, his figure flashed continuously, and he chased away in the direction in which the Eighth War Saint fled.
The original body of the Eight War Saints, and his remaining three incarnations, had also suffered considerable injuries just now.
The Eighth War Saint saw Chu Fengmian chasing after him, his face changed with shock, and he shouted loudly.
"Still not taking action?"
Hearing the shouts of the eight war saints, many strong men from the seven major sects woke up from their dreams. The scene just now shocked them too much.
So much so that even they, the powerful Immortal Kings, were stunned for a moment. After hearing the shouts of the Eight War Saints, they came to their senses. Suddenly, several figures suddenly took action, bursting out several immortal arts, towards Chu Fengmian.
Bomb away.
They would not sit idly by and watch the Eight War Saints being killed by Chu Fengmian.
In an instant, Ying Qianzuo, Qian Yun, and the old man with a white hair and a boyish face all took action together, using countless magical techniques to block Chu Fengmian.
Now they didn't care about the Immortal King's dignity and took action together.
The moment these three powerful Immortal Kings took action, the immortal skills they unleashed were the killing moves they had accumulated for a long time. The three of them joined forces and planned to kill Chu Fengmian with one blow.
"Well done!"
Seeing the three people joining forces to take action, Chu Fengmian's face was not filled with any nervousness or fear, but showed a bit of excitement. From his hands, two spiritual swords condensed in his palms, and suddenly
Kill with one sword.
boom!
Two rays of sword light struck down.
The power contained in this sword light is much more terrifying than before.
When he reached the fourth level of the Immortal Real Body, the condensation of this inscription also made Chu Fengmian's strength a step further, and the sword skills he displayed were even more powerful than before.
These two swordsmanships are the highest level of swordsmanship in the Sword Sect. They are the swordsmanship of the Immortal Emperor. When used by Chu Fengmian, a sword light is enough to destroy a continent.
The two rays of sword light blasted down, and the countless immortal arts that the three powerful Immortal Kings jointly performed were all swept away and shattered by this sword edge.
The next moment, the two sword lights were directed at Ying Qian and the three of them, killing them.
"This kid is stronger."
"How is it possible? How could his strength improve so quickly in such a short period of time?"
Seeing these two sword lights coming to kill, Ying Qianzuo, Qian Yun and others all changed their expressions. They could see that the power Chu Fengmian unleashed this time was not enough to face the Eight War Saints before. When the time comes, it will be a little stronger.
In a short period of time, Chu Fengmian's strength actually improved a step further, which was beyond their imagination.
A strong person at their level may not be able to improve their strength even if they stay in seclusion for thousands or tens of thousands of years at a time, but Chu Fengmian is getting stronger almost every moment.
"This kid must have some secret skill in his hands, we can't delay it any longer!"
Ying Qianzuo looked at Chu Fengmian with extremely fearful eyes. He also felt that with every minute of delay, Chu Fengmian's strength would become more terrifying.
Qian Yun and the old man with gray hair and childish face all had the same idea as Ying Qianzuo.
Buzz!
I saw thousands of phantoms emerging around Ying Qianzuo. Each of these phantoms was like the real Ying Qianzuo, or a simple phantom. It was impossible to see clearly.
At the moment when these thousands of phantoms appeared, the spiritual sword in Yingqian's left hand suddenly moved. He killed with one sword, and these thousands of phantoms were condensed in the edge of his sword. In an instant, It was like thousands of swords slashing down at the same time.
Thousand-edge phantom sword!
The most powerful sword of phantom swordsmanship came down with a sudden killing blow.
Ying Qianzuo originally had the idea of capturing Chu Fengmian alive, but the secrets about Chu Fengmian made him extremely curious.
But now that Chu Fengmian defeated the Eight War Saints and became even more powerful, he completely gave up this idea. Compared to Chu Fengmian's secrets, Chu Fengmian himself was the most terrifying.
He didn't want Chu Fengmian to grow again, so he used his killing move all at once, and the strongest sword of the phantom swordsmanship exploded out, pointing directly at Chu Fengmian and killing him.
Not only Ying Qianzuo, Qian Yun, but also the old man with white hair and childish face all acted the same way. Qian Yun's body became extremely huge, reaching a height of a hundred meters, becoming a giant in the center of the battlefield. He His body was the color of glazed glass, and all the glazed light was concentrated on his fist, and he punched out suddenly.
At this moment, Qian Yun also used all his trump cards and displayed the most powerful means.
The same goes for the old man with gray hair and boyish face. From behind him, an ancient door opened, and what emerged from it was the scene of the ancient continent hundreds of millions of years ago.
In this ancient gate, as the crane-haired child Yan took out his claw, a huge beast measuring thousands of feet was caught in the palm of his hand.
This thousand-foot-long giant beast looks like a tiger, but its entire body is blood red. It contains huge and boundless blood energy, and its blood energy also contains boundless evil energy.
When the thousand-foot giant beast was snatched out of the ancient gate by the old man with a white hair and a boyish face, many of the powerful demons and gods who were watching were extremely horrified, and some of them recognized the identity of the giant beast.
"A ghost-blooded beast! A terrifying desolate beast condensed from the blood of the desolate beast and demon god! This is actually a ghost-blooded beast that is close to the realm of the Immortal King!"
"It is said that the founder of the ancient sect has a great connection with the supreme giants of the ancient era. He left a mark in the ancient era and can open the door. With the help of the power of the wild beasts of the ancient era, this rumor is actually true!"
Opening up an ancient gate and using the power of creatures from hundreds of millions of years ago is like a myth.
Although there had always been such rumors, few people believed them. But when they saw the gray-haired and childlike old man taking action, everyone realized that the rumors were actually true.
