One by one, the Void Bone Dragon tore apart the cultivators who were running for their lives.
Until the last old man in yellow, even if he tried his best, he could not reach the Void Bone Dragon.
It was torn into pieces and swallowed in one bite!
In the distance, Chen Feng has passed through the area guarded by the Void Bone Dragon.
Hearing the desperate roar of the old man in yellow, he smiled coldly.
If he asks for help kindly, maybe he can be helped.
It's a pity that he has evil intentions and has trapped himself!
After passing through the broken ruins area, there is an open space.
The transparent key suddenly stopped, suspended in mid-air, and shed a piece of silver brilliance, causing a ripple in the void in front of it.
Gradually, the waves spread.
Only then did Chen Feng see clearly that there was not nothing in front of him, but a long river formed by the power of the void.
The power surging inside is extremely terrifying and can easily tear apart all cultivators under the realm of immortals!
Just when Chen Feng was in trouble, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Deep in the long river, a man in white clothes was walking towards him, stepping on the long river as if walking in a garden.
This man looked to be about forty years old. He was dressed in white as snow. He was quite down-and-out and unshaven, but he exuded an indescribable sense of heroism.
There was no breath about him, just like a mortal.
But Chen Feng knew very well that it was impossible for a mortal to wander in such a turbulent void.
This person's strength has probably reached an extremely terrifying level.
When the man in white approached, Chen Feng saw his thoughtful expression, as if he was thinking about something.
A strong sword spirit emanated from his body.
It was this sword intent that made Chen Feng's heart tremble and his whole body feel cold!
"The sword's intention is so extreme that it is completely natural!"
Although his sword intention reaches the level of ultimate intention.
But compared with the true ultimate artistic conception, it is as different as clouds and mud!
The real ultimate is when man, artistic conception, heaven and earth, and the universe become one!
With a thought, the artistic conception can control the power of heaven and earth, turn it into a field, and the field evolves into the universe.
Wouldn't fighting him in his universe be courting death?
He can easily use the power of a universe.
Chen Feng's appearance also alarmed the man in white who was meditating.
He looked curious and turned to look at Chen Feng: "Little guy, can you see me?"
As soon as he finished asking, he saw the transparent key in front of Chen Feng.
Suddenly, the curiosity on his face turned into shock: "Wanxu Spirit Key?"
"What's your relationship with Yan Qingyu?"
Chen Feng was stunned on the ground for a moment. After a long time, he came back to his senses.
He frowned and asked, "Senior, do you know my master?"
"Master?"
The man in white was also stunned, and then laughed loudly: "It turns out that Qingyu built this tomb of the fairy spirit for you, kid."
"This wait will take hundreds of years."
Chen Feng became more and more curious: "Who is the senior? Why are you waiting for me?"
The man in white said calmly: "My name is Bai Yujing, I am a first-time casual swordsman."
"What you see is just a clone of me. Ever since Qing Yu left countless years ago, he asked me to guard this place for him and take the opportunity to sharpen his sword."
"However, your boy seems to be unaware of your master's affairs."
Bai Yujing?
Chen Feng had never heard his master mention this name.
"Senior, my master..."
Bai Yujing interrupted: "If he doesn't say anything, he has his own reasons."
"When you meet him, you will know everything."
After saying that, he ignored Chen Feng and continued to lower his head and meditate, walking aimlessly on the long river of void.
Chen Feng asked again how to cross the Changhe River, but Bai Yujing seemed not to hear him and walked further and further away.
"Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles."
"When it's over, brush off your clothes and hide your merit and fame."
He slowly read these lines of poetry.
As he recited, these lines of poetry suddenly turned into twenty huge golden fonts, suspended above the long river in the void!
Every font seems to reveal hundreds of laws of heaven and earth!
It exudes a terrifyingly powerful aura and an indescribable mystery.
Twenty large characters are constantly combined and hovering in the air.
Looking at them, Chen Feng was a little crazy for a while.
In the poem, the domineering spirit soars into the sky and the heroic spirit can break through the nine heavens!
When he recited the poem, the indifferent sword spirit on his body exuded an extremely terrifying aura.
Chen Feng felt a strong murderous aura entering his body, and his bones felt cold!
"The ultimate sword is for killing!"
"Senior left these two lines of poems specially, it seems he had an ulterior motive."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, comprehending these two lines of poetry and the artistic conception exuded by Bai Yujing.
However, this artistic conception is far above him.
It took him three days to understand it, but he gained very little.
"Three cups of tea will make the five mountains lighter."
"After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and spirit will be restored."
The familiar voice sounded again.
Chen Feng opened his eyes and saw Bai Yujing strolling over, speaking the continuation of the poem.
He suddenly understood something.
Three days was the time it took Bai Yujing to walk across the long river.
Bai Yujing is borrowing this poem to continue to refine his swordsmanship.
"poetry!"
"sword!"
"Could it be that this senior is a rare poet-immortal sword?"
Chen Feng exclaimed.
Rumor has it that there is a very special physique called the Shixian Sword Body.
Combining poetry and sword into one, it is known as the most elegant physique in the world, but it is also one of the strongest.
If you want to improve your sword intention, you need to write poems with your sword intention to achieve resonance between the poem and the sword.
It’s as difficult as climbing to heaven!
After hearing these two sentences, Chen Feng felt something in his heart.
At this point, every three days, he would hear the missing content of the poem.
On the eighteenth day, Bai Yujing arrived as scheduled.
The last two lines of the poem I read were exactly the last two lines!
"Even if a hero dies, his bones will remain fragrant, and he will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world."
"Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra?"
When he finished reading, Bai Yujing suddenly stopped and the expression on his face changed continuously.
The same is true for Chen Feng.
Suddenly, both of them looked up at the same time and exclaimed: "I understand!"
Bai Yujing was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Chen Feng.
A heroic spirit rose from Chen Feng's body and soared into the sky!
At his waist, the Qijue Divine Pearl buzzed, exuding a domineering sword intent.
Bai Yujing's body also exudes a sword intention, which resonates with the sword intention!
"As a knight travels in heaven and earth, everything he sees and hears is created by nature."
"Joy in the world, joy and sorrow, warmth and anger, anger and depression, are all the great road!"
Chen Feng seemed to have forgotten everything, recalling all the experiences in this life in his mind.
Every memory is turned into a fragment and integrated into the sword's will.
When they are integrated into one piece, the sword's will will be enhanced a bit.
"It's interesting."
Bai Yujing was very interested: "It took me two hundred years to integrate this poem into the meaning of the sword."
"This boy, it only took eighteen days?"
"Moreover, the sword intent in him seems to have reached the level of perfection."
"This is the first time I have seen such a young cultivator who has reached perfection."
It took Chen Feng three full days to realize this. Finally, he integrated all the memory fragments into the sword intention.
