Bai Tang stood quietly outside the hall, with a hint of calmness on Gu Jing Bubo's beautiful face. Since she brought Lin Feng into the Qiankun Sacred Pillar Hall, she naturally had to take responsibility.
After all, Lin Feng is not a white-tailed human.
"I don't know how long he can stay in there." Bai Tang's beautiful eyes glanced at the shining sword sacred pillar. The members of the Bailun tribe usually enter for one day for the first time, half a month for the second time, and a year for the third time.
about.
The stronger the soul ability, the longer it takes to enter.
Of course, this day is an outside day, not a day in the Qiankun Sacred Pillar. In the Qiankun Sacred Pillar, if you really want to calculate time, one day is equivalent to at least a hundred years.
Closing his eyes, Bai Tang also entered a state of cultivation.
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At this time, Lin Feng quickly found the second treasure place after leaving the sword tomb.
It was a vast desert. The howling wind blew the sand into the air, forming sand shadows in the void. The swaying sand contained the truth of heaven and earth. The tyranny of the wind combined with the sand. It was simple, but deeply reflected.
mind.
"Wow~" Lin Feng's eyes flashed.
As soon as his body moved, grains of sand merged into human figures, and the overbearing wind became the sword in his hand. Lin Feng quickly entered the state. Although there was no knife in his hand, his body movements implied the intention of the sword.
Swinging the sword again and again is vaguely consistent with this desert world.
Shout! Shout! Shout!
The yellow sand in the sky is wrapped in a black figure, slowly passing through, Lin Feng's eyes are bright, but he has already understood the true meaning of this wind and sand sword technique. Although he has not mastered the sword technique, it does not matter whether he has mastered it or not.
This set of sword techniques is not very powerful and belongs to the 'guiding sword technique'. The purpose of the practice is to let people understand a little bit of the divine way of the sword.
My own realm has been reached long ago.
"It seems to be a step-by-step process." Lin Feng gradually understood. No wonder Yihu entered twice, each time breaking through one level. The first level is the core of the sword, which comes from the sword tomb; the second level is the wind and sand sword technique, which comes from the desert.
Then the third level...
"The threshold of heaven." Lin Feng's eyes flashed.
After marching forward for an unknown amount of time, we finally passed through the desert and came to a violently shaking volcanic area. The volcanoes were like fire-breathing monsters, spewing out terrifying magma, and everything they passed was burned to ashes.
, turned into nothingness.
There are countless volcanoes, and each volcano is different.
Some stood tall, some were short and flat, some sprayed as high as the sky, and some sprayed like a goddess scattering flowers. Lin Feng stood in the land of magma, not being eroded by the magma, and his eyes were fixed on the volcanoes in front of him.
My heart was completely immersed in it.
Very similar to the previous wind and sand sword technique, the volcanic eruption here is also a guided sword technique. Lin Feng stood quietly, watching the volcano erupt again and again.
Every time, it's a cycle.
Just like a volcano erupts when the sword technique is used once, the sword technique seems to have been slowed down tens of thousands of times, and the details are completely enlarged, making it easier to observe and understand.
"Volcano Sword Technique." A series of phantoms appeared in Lin Feng's mind, but they were difficult to form.
He knew that this was because his level of swordsmanship was not enough. Just like in that boundless desert just now, he had mastered a trace of the heavenly way of swordsmanship, so he could simulate the true meaning of the swordsmanship in the wind and sand.
But here, the realm is too different.
Therefore, the knife technique cannot be formed.
"Tah! Tsk!" Lin Feng's hands were changing rapidly, his steps were moving, his eyes never left the volcano, everything he saw was turned into actions, he was constantly experimenting and pondering.
Once, again.
If he could feel it, Lin Feng would be overjoyed. If he couldn't feel it, his brows would sometimes furrow. In this deserted world, Lin Feng slowly understood the sword technique without any distractions.
The passage of time is like a drop of rain, very slowly.
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Northern Continent, in a quiet valley.
The surrounding area is covered with Yulan trees, which greatly weaken and block the space energy. There are seventeen strong people gathered in the valley, including humans, demons and monsters, but they are not races from Tengqi Continent, but strong people from the Milky Way Galaxy.
"Everyone who gathered here today is still alive, which proves that they already know something about this place." The speaker was a silver-haired man with red eyelids and an evil figure with a devilish aura, but still looked like a human being.
Yi Qing, the super strong man of the Evil Empire.
A mixed race of humans and demons, he is ranked 24th on the Galaxy Saint King list, and his strength is quite terrifying.
"This is an unknown world. Legend has it that there are six-winged people, who are stronger than the Holy King." The Black Killing Holy King said solemnly.
"It's not just the Winged Human Race, there are other human races here, the Xianhe Monster Race, all have black domain masters." A figure covered in pitch black said.
"This is the Tengqi Continent. We are in the Northern Continent, a place of extreme chaos." A wrinkled old man said in a dark voice.
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately caused a heated discussion.
"Holy King Fengyi seems to know a lot?" Yi Qing raised his red eyelids, and an evil voice sounded faintly.
"I just happened to have entered the 'Yuren City', so I know... a little more than you." Holy King Feng Rui was the old man in his dying years, with a wrinkled face, as if his end was approaching.
Yuren City?
It was the first time for everyone to hear this name, and they immediately started talking out of curiosity.
"I wonder if Holy King Fengyi can share something?" Yi Qing's eyes flashed.
Holy King Feng Xiu's voice was hoarse and low: "There is nothing to share. Yu Ren City is not difficult to find. As long as you can bump into the human race of Northern Continent, you can know the location of Yu Ren City. It is the gathering place of humans in Northern Continent."
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"In Tengqi Continent, human beings have gradually changed since their glory and were replaced by the Winged Humans. Now the Winged Humans are the only family, while humans and monsters are surviving."
"These are not secrets. You will know them as soon as you enter Yuren City."
Holy King Feng Xiu coughed violently as he spoke, his face turned pale, and he closed his eyes as if tired.
All the saint kings nodded in confusion.
Yi Qing smiled coldly and glanced at everyone: "As you can see, we are weak here. It is difficult for us to make a splash with our own strength. We might as well tell everyone that the weakest human beings in the North Continent are
, any race is stronger than us!"
"In Tengqi Continent, for us holy kings from the Milky Way, immortality is nothing at all."
"During this period, all the saint kings died and escaped, and less than a hundred survived. But survival of the fittest is the reality. Even if we don't die here, in 11 epochs we will all die together with the galactic super black hole."
Yi Qing's eyes were bright, hiding a bit of ambition: "But I can tell you with certainty."
"Stay here, we won't die!"
"Even if the galactic super black hole destroys us, we can survive."