"My soul can actually enter the body of the colorful villain, and it seems that I can also control the colorful villain. It's just that my ability is not enough now! That's why my soul is torn apart!"
Lin Feng guessed in his mind.
Different from the previous second true self-the golden villain,
The colorful villain is obviously more special and seems to be an independent existence.
The colorful little man is like a holy spirit, but currently this holy spirit has an empty body but no soul...
"Does it mean that I can split a part of my soul into the colorful villain, so that I have a clone? Can I control the colorful villain to fight against the enemy?"
Thinking of this,
Lin Feng was shocked.
How outrageous is this?
With the same combat power, he can summon villains to the point where two are against one. In this way, even if he has the fifth category of combat power, there are not many category five strong men who can be his opponent!
"The golden little man exists to allow me to fade away from my mortal body and build a flawless body! And the colorful little man exists to strengthen my soul, Tao and origin..."
Lin Feng's expression suddenly became serious.
First, the golden little man appeared inexplicably, and then the colorful little man appeared inexplicably.
He found that his path to spiritual cultivation seemed to have been paved in advance, and he just practiced step by step. This may have something to do with the bloodline mentioned by the Human Emperor and Chen Beixuan.
"Where am I?"
Lin Feng sighed.
As he gets stronger and stronger, he can more clearly realize the horror of his own bloodline. It is simply the kind of bloodline that is destined to become an immortal as long as he does not die...
"Buzz!"
at this time,
Lin Feng's body suddenly shook!
The colorful little people in the sea of consciousness began to feed back,
The 80,000 kendo he had absorbed before turned into wisps of pure energy material and integrated into his body, passing through his limbs and body, swirling around in his meridians and blood...
"Crack!"
Lin Feng also reached the peak of transcending tribulation at this moment!
Now he has completely integrated the eighty thousand kendo into his own kendo...
This is so terrifying that no one would believe it!
Eighty thousand swordsmanship!
Even the most evil prodigy would not be able to suddenly realize eighty thousand swordsmanship in such a short period of time!
“I’m so fucking awesome!”
Even Lin Feng couldn't help but get excited at this moment.
He can no longer imagine how strong he is now,
In fact, he felt that even if he didn't have the spirit of the fairy, he could still fight against the five types!
In the decisive battle more than two months later, even if he didn't go to the Antarctic sea to find the source of water, he was still confident of defeating Minluo...
And just then.
"Buzz!"
The space in front of me was distorted!
A peerless figure slowly emerged, a middle-aged man whose face could not be seen clearly, wearing white clothes and holding a sword behind him.
The middle-aged man was extremely frightened. Standing there, he seemed to be at the center of the universe. Countless sword lights roared back and forth, exuding an astonishing chill. Lin Feng felt the pain on his skin even after being tens of meters away. !
Sword Ancestor!
Lin Feng took a breath.
At this moment, he felt like he had seen the Human Emperor again, and had the feeling of facing the master of the small tower.
It was really difficult for him to see the strength of Sword Ancestor from a shadow, but there was no doubt that the opponent had reached the extreme of heaven and earth, and even this world seemed unable to suppress him.
Sword Ancestor is already transcendent!
A terrible thought came into Lin Feng's mind.
"Finally someone can break the 80,000 kendo formation I left behind!"
Sword Ancestor Xuying sighed.
His face was very unreal and could not be seen clearly, but Lin Feng could feel that he was being stared at by a pair of sharp sword eyes!
"Lin Feng of the Qingyun lineage pays homage to the Sword Ancestor."
Lin Feng took a step forward,
Although he knew that the person in front of him was not the real person, but just a trace of the mark left behind, he still respected him in his heart.
This is not fear, but a kind of respect for the pioneers of the human race!
"Huh? It feels familiar!"
Sword Ancestor sounded puzzled.
"what for?"
Lin Feng asked.
"Maybe I feel wrong. After all, this brand has been around for too long. If the sword formation is not broken, this brand will dissipate soon!"
"Time is merciless, the ancients have gone west, how can I still feel familiar?"
Sword Ancestor sighed again.
then,
He stopped talking nonsense and waved his right hand gently. The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, and a simple and dull sword embryo slowly rose up from the ground and appeared in Lin Feng's eyes.
"Sword embryo!"
Lin Feng was shocked.
Why is he working so hard?
Isn't it just for the sword embryo in front of me?
Lin Feng carefully observed the sword embryo, but did not find anything special. It seemed that the sword embryo was made of ordinary iron, just like the fire sticks in the countryside...
"Take it! This sword embryo is given to you!"
As soon as Jianzu finished speaking,
As if the sword embryo had become spiritual, it flew in front of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng hurriedly took it with his hand, but when he held the sword embryo in his hand, it was as if he was holding a hundred thousand mountains. The unimaginable weight directly pressed Lin Feng's knees and he almost knelt down.
The ground beneath his feet was even forced to collapse dozens of meters!
"Hiss~"
Lin Feng took a breath.
With his current strength, he almost failed to grab a sword!
Why is this sword so heavy?
"This sword embryo is made of hundreds of millions of tons of extraterrestrial black iron, condensed and refined... It is not something that ordinary people can hold. Since you can hold it, it means that you are quite strong."
Sword Ancestor seemed particularly happy to see Lin Feng catch the sword embryo.
After all, being able to comprehend 80,000 swordsmanship does not mean that he has great strength. He was really afraid that Lin Feng was a weakling...
"But this sword is so heavy, how can it be used against the enemy? I can't use the sword embryo to hit others, right?"
Lin Feng frowned slightly.
Swordsmanship is all about speed and elegance...
But with such a heavy sword, it's difficult for me to swing it, so how can I fight against the enemy?
"Boy, you are too young! The sword is spiritual. Of course you can't use it just by relying on your own strength!"
Sword Ancestor replied.
"What's the meaning?"
Lin Feng asked.
"The sword is you, and you are also the sword! Will it be difficult for you to swing your arms?"
"It is just a sword embryo at present, and there is no divinity in it. What it will become in the future is all under your will..."
"Little guy, according to your idea, give it divinity and truly turn it into your sword!"
After Sword Ancestor finished speaking, the shadow slowly dissipated without waiting for Lin Feng to reply.
Seeing Jianzu leaving,
Lin Feng stopped pretending.
His hands were so sore that he sat down directly on the ground. As a result, there was a roar and the ground sank another dozen meters...
"I don't know clearly, how to give it divinity?"
Lin Feng looked at the dark sword embryo in front of him and felt a pain in his balls.
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