"I, I know what kind of thunder disaster this is!"
Suddenly, an elder took a breath of air, his eyes full of shock, "When I was young, I entered a ruins, and its murals once depicted a kind of thunder catastrophe. This thunder catastrophe does not belong to the human world, but reflects the most catastrophic events in the long river of time.
The genius with extraordinary talent and unparalleled talent, kill the genius who caused this calamity. According to the content on the stone wall, if you can survive this calamity, the person who overcomes the calamity will break through to the realm of a saint without any bottlenecks."
"What?"
"This, isn't this amazing?"
All the elders looked shocked.
What is a saint?
It is a supreme existence that can keep a force alive for hundreds of thousands of years. It can do whatever it says and is omnipotent.
In recent hundreds of thousands of years, no one has ever been heard of achieving the state of a saint.
To put it simply, if Ye Feng achieves the status of a saint, then the Sword Sect can prosper for at least 500,000 years.
At this moment, all the eleven elders in the sky were breathing rapidly. When they saw Ye Feng, their eyes suddenly became different.
Before, they treated Ye Feng as a junior, but now, who dares?
As long as Ye Feng survives the unparalleled thunder tribulation of gods and demons, he can break through to the realm of saints without any bottlenecks. This is such a terrifying thing.
Moreover, Ye Feng still has an immortal sword body. Once he achieves the status of a saint, he will definitely be an extremely powerful saint.
The eleven elders present became more and more excited as they thought about it, and even their breathing became rapid.
Based on their experience, there are very few things in this world that can make them lose their composure.
"Hahaha!"
Suddenly, Hao Qianting laughed loudly, looked at the master of the Sword Fighting Sect, and said: "Sect Master, after the thunder tribulation, I propose that Feng Ye be my first chief disciple of the Sword Fighting Sect."
"It should be so!" The leader of the Sword Sect also had a look of excitement on his face, "After surviving the thunder tribulation, I wonder how strong his fighting power will be? When the time comes, I will give him our sect's divine weapon, the Eight Demons Wilderness Sword.
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Divine weapons are not ordinary things, especially the Eight Demons Wilderness Sword, which is considered to be the best among the sacred weapons.
If the master of the Sword Fighting Sect gave the Eight Demons Wilderness Sword to other disciples, these elders would naturally not agree, but now, they feel that just an Eight Demons Wilderness Sword is a bit too shabby?
"boom!!!"
At this moment, a terrifying suction force was born, sucking Ye Feng into the high-altitude thunderclouds.
All the elders held their breaths, holding their swords one by one. As long as Ye Feng was in danger, they would take action without hesitation.
However, as soon as Ye Feng entered the thundercloud, the courtyard inside the thundercloud became blurred, and even with the power of the Holy Lord, he could not peek into it.
In the thunder cloud, Ye Feng was condescending and looked at the nervous faces below. He couldn't help but shrugged and said: "Since you treat me like this, I won't let you suffer. When the time comes, I will help you swallow the vast ocean."
Yang Qixuanmen, in return."
Ye Feng's eyes flashed with light as he waited quietly.
Three minutes later, when Ye Feng saw Hao Qianting flying into the air with an anxious look on his face, he couldn't help but laugh and stepped out of the thundercloud.
"Boom!!!"
Hao Qianting had just soared into the sky, planning to rescue Ye Feng at all costs, when he saw the other party walking out of the thundercloud, with vast star power around him, and phantoms of planets emerging one after another.
"This, this?"
"Oh my God, the Ancient Sage?"
"He, he just made a breakthrough, how come he became an Ancient Saint?"
All the elders were stunned, looking at the phantoms of planets that kept appearing behind Ye Feng. They were densely packed, definitely more than three thousand.
Of course, these planetary shadows are naturally fake. They are reflected through the blood of stealing the sky and changing the sun, and their roots are the condensed corpse energy.
"The thundercloud has disappeared?"
"He, he succeeded in overcoming the tribulation?"
Seeing the thunderclouds above Ye Feng slowly dissipating, the elders felt that their brains were a little unable to react.
“Not bad, very good!”
Hao Qianting's eyes were filled with satisfaction as he looked at Ye Feng, who had a refined temperament, a smile on his face, and fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Maple Leaf has met the master!" Ye Feng clasped his hands in a salute.
"Okay, very good!"
Hao Qianting took a deep breath, stood next to Ye Feng, then looked at the people in the distance and said loudly, "Did you see that, he is my disciple, Hao Qianting."
"Lao Hao, you are so rude!"
"Lao Hao's current expression is really unsatisfactory!"
Ye Feng turned his eyes and looked at everyone, "Disciple Feng Ye, I have met all the elders!"
With a kind smile on his face, the leader of the Sword Fighting Sect stepped forward in the air, walked in front of Ye Feng, and said: "Maple Leaf, since you have survived the thunder tribulation and become an ancient saint, this sect will give you the Eight Demons Wilderness Sword!"
"Buzz!!!"
The leader of the Sword Sect shook his right hand, and a dark sword floated in front of Ye Feng.
The sword is three feet long, and the blade is a bit wide. There are strange lines engraved on it. Those with weak willpower may be confused if they look at the lines on it.
Hao Qianting on the side smiled and said, "Maple Leaf, the Eight Demon Wilderness Sword, is one of our sect's most powerful artifacts. This sword was refined by our sect's late master, and it contains eight demon cultivators.
The backbone of the Great Star Heavenly Lord condenses the realm of the eight demons. If you can completely refine this sword, even if you face the Great Star Heavenly Lord, you will not be without the power to fight!"
"So awesome!"
Ye Feng blinked and stared at the demonic Eight Demons Wilderness Sword.
"However, this is a fierce sword. Given your level, it may take thousands of years to completely refine it." The smile on Hao Qianting's face did not diminish, "Of course, you have now broken through to the level of the Ancient Sage.
, as the master, I will also give you a gift."
As he spoke, thunder and lightning flashed in Hao Qianting's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to grab the Eight Demons Wilderness Sword.
"Is Lao Hao planning to use his natal sword energy to suppress the evil spirits in the Eight Demons Wilderness Sword?"
"It should be."
"In this case, Elder Hao is likely to damage the original sword energy!"
"Master!"
Just when Hao Qianting's right hand was about to touch the Eight Demons Wilderness Sword, Ye Feng suddenly spoke.
"What's wrong?"
"Master, I feel that this sword is destined for me. I can refine it in just a few thousand years!"
Ye Feng stared at the Eight Demons Wilderness Sword with burning eyes, muttering in his heart, since I have given you such a big shock, I don't mind shocking you a little bit.
"Really?" A strange light flashed in Hao Qianting's eyes, and he immediately smiled and said: "Then you try it first, remember, be careful, you have just made a breakthrough after all."
"Yes, Master!"
Under everyone's curious eyes, Ye Feng suddenly grabbed the Eight Demons Wilderness Sword with his right hand.
"Guide, refine it!"
"bite!"
"The host consumes two million zombie points to refine the artifact Eight Demonic Wilderness Sword!"
"Crack!"
The moment the system prompt tone fell, Ye Feng's right hand firmly grasped the hilt of the Eight Demons Wilderness Sword... safe and sound!
The air seems to be solid!
The eleven sword-fighting sect elders all looked blankly at Ye Feng, who looked satisfied.