A young man held a broken blade in his hand, his hair was dancing wildly, and his body was shining with yin and yang light, while the hill was split open by force, and the powerful domineering force formed an extremely stunning scene.
Everyone was stunned, especially Chen Xiaopang, who almost bit off his tongue. He knew that the Purple Emperor was very powerful, but at the level of a sixth-level martial spirit, he struck such a powerful blow, which could overwhelm the Martial Emperor by half a step.
It’s not a problem. What kind of talent is this?
What kind of weapon is that?!
"Ancient artifacts!"
Zifeng was about to roar, he rushed over in a few steps, stared at Broken Blade with red eyes and said: "Ling Feng, give this weapon to me, I can tell you all the news about the important treasure that I know.
"
"oh?"
Ling Feng turned his head and glanced at Zifeng, an evil light flashed in his eyes, and then he said kindly: "Okay, let's talk over there."
"Okay!" Zifeng looked excited and didn't notice Ling Feng's eyes at all.
As for Tsundere Bird, Ling Qing, and Dugu Yuyue, they touched their foreheads. With their little intelligence, they dared to claim to be Martial Gods. They had no choice but to mourn for them. Even Qingpeng Bird couldn't bear to witness it.
Among the crowd, only Chen Xiaopang watched eagerly...
"Ouch..."
The next moment, a shrill scream came from not far away, which made Chen Xiaopang extremely surprised. He had no idea what was happening. Then, he turned to look at Lingqing and Dugu Yuyue.
The tsundere bird found that they were gloating about their misfortune, especially the tsundere bird, whose claws almost started to dance.
"Ah, I will fight with you..." Zifeng yelled.
But soon, his words came suddenly, and in the mountains and forests not far away, there were waves of dust and huge explosions...
"Poor Valkyrie!"
The tsundere bird flaps its wings and even dares to take advantage of Ling Feng. Isn't this the rhythm of seeking death?
Not long after, Ling Feng and Zifeng came back. The former had his hands behind his back and felt refreshed, while the latter had a blue nose and swollen eyes, and his eyebrows were bleeding. It was obvious that he had been beaten very badly.
"Liar!" Zifeng said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, now let's talk about ancient artifacts." Ling Feng said with a smile.
"No chat!" Zi Feng said angrily.
"Hey!" Ling Feng pinched his fingers and laughed evilly, which made Zifeng shiver coldly. Don't think that you are strong. There is a monster that you can't overcome.
"You are so cruel. I will settle the score with you when I wake up!" Zifeng touched his cheek and shivered in pain. He took a breath and said: "Ancient weapons are different from ordinary weapons. They are not spiritual weapons.
, holy weapon, even the category of divine weapon."
"This kind of weapon is the rarest in Shenwu Continent, its origin is also very mysterious, and it is extremely powerful. It can increase the strength of a warrior to a terrifying level."
"Of course, ancient weapons are very powerful, but it is more difficult to refine them. Especially in the early stages, you will kill all the warriors accidentally."
Ling Feng was deeply aware of this. He didn't know much about ancient artifacts, and it wasn't even mentioned in the ancient scrolls of the Holy Mountain.
However, when he first got the Broken Blade, he was almost shocked to death, which left him with lingering fears. This is why he was eager to refine the Broken Blade.
"I think this broken blade is at most an emperor-level soldier!" Ling Feng asked with a frown.
As for weapons, above the spiritual weapons are the small-level weapons. In order to distinguish them from the later venerable-level weapons, they are also called emperor-level weapons. Above them are the holy weapons.
The power exerted by the broken blade in Ling Feng's hand was comparable to that of an emperor-level soldier, and was not as powerful as Zifeng said.
"That's natural!"
Zifeng nodded and said: "This is the difference between ancient weapons. Ordinary weapons are refined and look like this. It is difficult to change, but ancient weapons can be upgraded."
"Promotion?"
Ling Qing, Dugu Yuyue, and Chen Xiaopang were all stunned. This was the first time they had heard of such a thing, while Ling Feng and Tsundere Bird were thoughtful. They had also heard some rumors, but not Zi
The wind knows so specifically.
"good!"
Zifeng raised his eyebrows and said: "Once an ancient weapon is refined by a warrior, it will naturally advance like a warrior, but it is different. What it needs is Nirvana."
"Nirvana?" Ling Feng was startled. Even he couldn't understand that ancient artifacts had such a function.
"The ancient artifact you are refining now should only be of the first level, so it is equivalent to the level of an emperor-level soldier. As your strength becomes stronger, it may be burned and tempered with flames, making it constantly change.
Strong, and thus promoted to the second heaven through nirvana, he will definitely be a holy weapon at that time, or even stronger." Zifeng said with envy in his eyes.
"So, ancient artifacts can be upgraded infinitely?" Ling Qing asked happily.
"Otherwise, no matter how powerful a weapon is, it has its limits, but it's hard to say how many times an ancient weapon can reach Nirvana. As far as I know, in history, someone was able to make an ancient weapon reach Nirvana five times. It completely surpassed the magic weapons and swept across the world.
It’s not an exaggeration.”
"Such a monster?!" Tsundere Bird's eyes gleamed as he stared at the broken blade, almost wanting to rob it.
"Ancient artifact...what a surprise!"
Ling Feng grinned. He was almost tortured to death for this broken blade, but now he has finally come to the end of his hardships. As for the nirvana of the broken blade, he is not worried. The Yin and Yang polar flames can definitely be tempered.
Later, he asked Zifeng some questions, most of which were about the Nirvana of ancient artifacts, but Zifeng knew very little about these and seemed helpless.
However, he also mentioned a possibility, which is to put ancient artifacts into the Dantian to allow the spiritual energy to nourish.
"Whoosh"
The next moment, Ling Feng put away the broken blade, and 480 small daggers followed the blood veins and directly entered the dantian. Under the wrap of the Yin and Yang polar flames, a broken blade was formed.
"I always think these sword marks are a bit weird."
He stroked the sword marks on the rocks, and the yin and yang flames of his fingertips jumped, causing the surrounding rocks to instantly turn into powder. However, the sword marks did not move at all, and there was not even a trace of burning.
A little weird.
"It is indeed different, but we can't find anything at all." Zifeng shook his head, how could he not see it with his eyes?
But the question is, even if you know it, what can you do?
Do you want to carry these rocks back to study?
What's more, they were on the Yanhuang Ancient Road, and they couldn't afford to delay, as everyone was already ahead of them.
"Let me try it!"
Ling Feng shouted softly, and all six yin and yang polar flames flew out and blasted towards a broken stone. With a "bang", the stone shook violently, but the sword mark remained unchanged, which shows how powerful it was.
's stronger.
"It seems that the spiritual energy is useless to it." Ling Feng murmured, and then used the Yin Yang Treasure Body, and the light suddenly enveloped the sword mark.
But it's still useless.
"One last try, it's time for us to set off."
Ling Feng was a little discouraged. These rocks were extraordinary. It would be best if they could be taken away in large packages. But obviously this was a beautiful extravagance. Otherwise, Zifeng would have done this long ago.
And the next moment, streaks of golden light flew out from between his eyebrows, turning into a bright spot of light, with a hurricane hovering above it. As long as Ling Feng thought about it, it could form fission at any time, that is, a broken soul.
"bass"
The light point flew directly towards the sword mark and sank into it immediately. At first, Ling Feng was a little disappointed because the sword mark did not have any fluctuations.
However, just when he was about to be disappointed, the sword mark suddenly moved and emitted a faint light, like a lantern, slowly lighting up.
Then, the broken blade suddenly trembled, and a sword mark flew out, following Ling Feng's mental power, straight towards the sea of souls, as fast as lightning, and it was impossible to even dodge.
"This is... ow"
Ling Feng was horrified. The soul sea is the most vulnerable part of a warrior. If attacked, it could be seriously injured or transformed into a "god". Moreover, on the sword mark, he felt an unparalleled killing intent.
He wanted to dodge, but it was too late. Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain suddenly came from his soul sea...
"Buzzing..."
Ling Feng's mental power was like igniting a bunch of flames. In an instant, it turned into a raging fire, burning the entire rocky area. Countless sword marks shone, turning into a blazing fire that could not be seen with the naked eye.
The light shines directly towards Lingfeng Soul Sea.
This scene happened so fast that no one could react at all. The most important thing was that they did not expect such a change to happen.
"Whoosh... whoosh..."
Those dozens of sword marks were like random arrows, shooting at Ling Feng, and the latter was like a sieve being beaten and howling miserably, holding his head and rolling on the ground, his whole body was twitching in pain, and his little face was also from the pain.
The initial blush turned into a complete snow white.
And when the last sword mark disappeared into his soul sea, Ling Feng tilted his neck and passed out.
"Little wind!"
The sudden turn of events shocked everyone. The color on Ling Qing's pretty face faded completely, and her eyes immediately turned red. She rushed over in one step, hugged Ling Feng in her arms, and her voice became hoarse.
"Zifeng, what's going on?" Dugu Yuyue, the proud bird, asked anxiously.
"How do I know!"
Zifeng bared his teeth, and even he was frightened. There was a cold murderous intention in the sword marks, which made him shiver.
"Still alive!"
Fatty Chen ran over and probed Ling Feng's nose. He found that there was still breathing, and he was relieved. He was also extremely worried. This time, the Chen family had put everything on the line. If the Purple Emperor was surprised again,
The losses they will suffer will also be extremely heavy.
"Nonsense, I belong to Xiaoqiang!"
When everyone was worried, a lazy voice came from Ling Qing's arms, still so arrogant and arrogant.