The long river of time flows with no beginning, no end, and no end.
The waves splashed, containing small worlds and worlds, which were unique and mysterious. Then, a slender figure covered in endless divine rays of light stepped out of a wave, as if coming to this world across time and space.
Although this is not the first time I have seen it, it still feels shocking and extremely mysterious, and I cannot see through it at all.
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Not being able to see through it makes people even more awe-struck.
The strength of the future body is based on the strength of Chen Feng, and then increases to an astonishing height.
Chen Feng's cultivation of the Three Lives Spirit has reached the limit of the Holy Lord Realm, and his own strength has also increased, and the strength of his future body has also increased.
"Such a breath..."
Shen Lingjun stared at his future body with a bright light in his eyes.
"Only one step away from becoming a general..."
Summoning the future body, the future body slashed across the void with a sword. The calamity light was struck down like nine heavenly divine thunders, and it instantly killed the seven-star quasi-emperor of the Nether Race. The void was split, and the face of the seven-star quasi-emperor of the Nether Race changed drastically. Under the terrifying power of that sword, there was nothing he could do, and it was even difficult for him to gather his own strength.
One sword strike will kill him.
Taking this opportunity, Chen Feng activated the power of the God of Creation to devour it.
kill!
Starting from the sword of the future body, the three quasi-emperors of the three families also took action violently, killing without mercy.
While Chen Feng was devouring the power of the slain Nether Tribe, he did not just sit back and watch, but directly drew his sword and struck across the air.
Mingsha swordsmanship!
The art of swordsmanship cannot be improved by practicing behind closed doors. It can only be achieved by holding a sword to kill enemies, feeling the rhythm of the sword and experiencing the edge of the sword in the midst of fierce battles and killings. Only in this way can one achieve enlightenment and then improve.
These Nether Tribes, whether in the Saint King Realm or the Holy Lord Realm, have become the targets for Chen Feng to hone his sword skills.
Understand the mystery of Mingcha swordsmanship in the midst of killing, and appreciate the mystery of swordsmanship in Mingcha swordsmanship.
Shen Lingjun also took action. Although his strength was not fully restored, it was only recovered to 70% to 80%, but it was enough to break the limit of the ordinary Holy Lord Realm.
The Saint King Realms and Holy Lord Realms from the remaining three families joined forces with each other to resist the impact of the underworld army.
With the future body, the three quasi-emperors, Chen Feng and Shen Lingjun as the main force, the pressure they bear has been drastically reduced and they can barely support it.
Kill kill kill!
Chen Feng was completely immersed in the killing. He drew his sword and swung it continuously again and again. The gray light flowed from the Mingsha sword, and the sword light was swallowed up. The death sword intention became more and more concentrated and powerful.
Subconsciously, Chen Feng has activated the devouring power of the God of Creation, constantly devouring the power of the killed Nether Tribe.
The future body struck out with a sword, and in a short time, more than a dozen quasi-emperors of the underworld were killed. Their bodies fell one after another, and all their power was swallowed up by the divine vessel of creation within Chen Feng's consciousness.
Without the protection of more than a dozen quasi-emperors, the Nether Clan army also became vulnerable.
After all, the three quasi-emperors of the three families are all at their peak, and Chen Feng is also very powerful, comparable to the top three-star quasi-emperor.
Chen Feng slashed out with his sword, and a flash of extremely dark sword light instantly split the void in front of him.
But this sword, which was so powerful that it could seriously injure an ordinary three-star quasi-emperor, suddenly cut into the air. This feeling of cutting in the air with no force suddenly made Chen Feng wake up. When he saw it, there was no one who could stand. They turned into corpses and fell to the ground in a mess. Corpses were scattered all over the place and blood flowed in rivers. The astonishing power of death dispersed in the air.
Deadly silence and vastness!
Chen Feng stared at the scene of corpses strewn in front of him. A sword intent filled with the charm of death rose and condensed in his body, as if it was about to pierce the sky.
Clang!
The Mingcha Sword in his hand trembled lightly, and the clanging sword sound echoed in all directions. Chen Feng's sword energy undulated like water, surging like a frenzy. Countless gray sword energy grew and condensed out of thin air, spreading in all directions. Waves of enlightenment flashed in Chen Feng's mind, and his eyes Deep in the depths, endless sword light intertwined and then condensed and exploded.
At that moment, Tianxin-level sword intent seemed to be pushed up and broken by an invisible force.
Tianxin level limit!
Such a powerful sword intention released an unparalleled and shocking sword power, and instantly defeated the sky covered with death energy, blasting a huge hole connecting the sky and the earth.
"What a strong sword spirit!"
Quasi-Emperor Xuanyuan, Quasi-Emperor Chilie, and Quasi-Emperor Penglan couldn't help but look horrified, extremely shocked.
The true meaning of their own martial arts is only at the perfect level of Tianxin level, and there is still a gap between them and the peak of Tianxin level, let alone the ultimate level of Tianxin level.
Feeling that Chen Feng's sword intent had reached the limit of Tianxin level, the shock in the hearts of the three quasi-emperors was indescribable.
"Tianxin level limit..."
Feeling his extremely powerful sword intent, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, a joy spread from the deepest part of his heart, and a feeling of comfort arose spontaneously throughout his body.
It's wonderful.
It feels like the moon is clearing from the clouds.
"Finally reached..."
Chen Feng poured out his breath, penetrating the space in front of him for thousands of feet like an invisible sword.
A long period of time has passed since Sword Intention reached the peak of Tianxin level. Of course, for most warriors, this period of time is actually very short, so short that sometimes it is not even considered a retreat.
After all, under normal circumstances, the true meaning of martial arts needs to break through from the peak of Tianxin level to the limit. Without decades or even hundreds of years of enlightenment, how can it be improved?
"The limit of body refining, the limit of god refining, the limit of sword will, only the Qi training has not reached the limit..."
Chen Feng couldn't help but smile.
As long as your Qi training reaches its limit, your own cultivation and strength will also reach a limit. At that time, you can start preparing to gather battle stars to be promoted to quasi-emperor.
"My current regular strength..."
As Chen Feng's thoughts turned, he felt that his conventional strength had greatly improved. He should be able to surpass the ordinary three-star quasi-emperor, and perhaps even reach the level of the ordinary four-star quasi-emperor.
Although it is said that the further up the strength is, the more difficult it will be to improve, and the gap will become larger.
However, the improvement brought about by the breakthrough of sword intent from the peak of the Holy Lord Realm to the extreme limit of the Holy Lord Realm is undoubtedly extremely astonishing.
The charge of tens of thousands of Nether Clan troops was completely slaughtered. The Holy King Realm and Holy Lord Realm of the three families were not damaged, but many people were injured. Fortunately, their lives were not in danger.
"Walk!"
"Quick, get out of here."
After quickly cleaning up, everyone left again, heading outside the Zhanhuang Territory.
These dozen quasi-emperors and tens of thousands of Saint King Realm, Holy Lord Realm Hades, and Death War Clan are already the majority of the Hades in the War Wasteland. It is impossible for the remaining Hades to continue to attack and be mobilized from the Underworld. People also take time.
One after another, figures broke out of the death aura and appeared under the blue sky and white clouds, with the sun shining down on their bodies like rays of sunshine.
A long-lost feeling of warmth and warmth filled everyone's bodies, as if the haze and coldness on their bodies were gradually dispelled. It was the light of hope that filled everyone's face, and the gloom and panic in their hearts gradually dissipated at this moment. Even those who were seriously injured felt that the pain on their bodies seemed to have eased a lot.
"It finally came out..."
"It's out, it's great..."
Some people couldn't help laughing loudly, while others couldn't help crying quietly.
Because of excitement, because of joy.
"Young Emperor Chen, please accept my respects."
The quasi-emperor Xiangjia Penglan immediately faced Chen Feng and bowed to the end with a solemn expression.
A six-star quasi-emperor, no matter where he is placed in the eight wastelands of the divine world, or even in the more powerful demon world and underworld, he is a respected and awe-inspiring existence, and he belongs to the first class of the strong.
But at this moment, such a powerful man paid a great tribute to a holy place.
It's incredible.
You know, even among the major forces, even when facing the young master level of those major forces, even one-star quasi-emperors do not have to salute, let alone such a grand ceremony.
"Chen Shaodi, please accept my respects!"
The quasi-emperor Xuanyuan of the Shen family and the quasi-emperor Chilie of the Ming family said in a solemn voice at the same time, and immediately bowed to Chen Feng to the end.
"The three seniors don't need to do this."
Chen Feng did not hide away. Although his original purpose of coming to the Battlefield was not to save the three major families, and he had never thought about it before. Everything could only be said to be a coincidence of fate, but in any case, the three major families Being able to survive and leave the War Wasteland really had a lot to do with him.
Chen Feng won't take credit, but he won't pretend to be humble either. There's absolutely no need for that.
My sword cultivation practice is to take things straight. What is mine is mine. What is not mine does not need to be taken by force and cannot be taken by force.
As soon as he thought of this, Chen Feng felt that his mind seemed to be a little clearer, and his energy and energy seemed to have improved vaguely.
The improvement of essence, energy, and spirit is most uncertain. They are not like the true energy, blood energy, or even the power of the soul. There are traces to follow.
Basically, as long as a life has one or all of the three elements of essence, energy, and spirit, they are innate things, while the cultivation of Qi, the cultivation of body, and the cultivation of spirit are the condensed power gained after cultivation, which belongs to acquired nature. , the relationship between the two is extremely close.
The improvement of the three cultivation levels will passively improve the energy and spirit.
Enlightenment, breaking through obstacles, etc. are also a way to refine and improve one’s energy and spirit.
The remaining members of the three major families are just over a thousand. Compared with before, the losses are undoubtedly extremely heavy, not even one-thirtieth. But no matter what, the people who survive are the hope.
Although he has left the Zhanhuang Territory, he has only just left and cannot stay for a long time.
The spiritual thoughts of the three quasi-emperors of the three families spread out, paying close attention to all the movements around them, and then flew forward with the people of the three families.
Chen Feng's extremely keen perception noticed something in an instant, and he immediately turned around and stared away.
A pair of eyes lingered with divine light, extremely sharp, staring into the Zhanhuang Realm as if penetrating all obstacles, and the rich death aura seemed unable to cover up the slightest bit.
Vaguely, Chen Feng only saw a gray figure fleetingly disappearing, like a ghost.
"That is……"
Chen Feng's eyes couldn't help but wrinkle slightly, and a ray of cold light lingered in the depths of his pupils.
The sense of voyeurism he had just now disappeared, like an hallucination, but Chen Feng could be sure that it was by no means an hallucination, but that there really was someone or something like that locked onto him in the War Wasteland, but when he turned around moment, but suddenly disappeared.
Chen Feng seemed to have a vague guess, but when he opened the Divine Eyes of Creation, he found nothing.
He retracted his gaze, turned around, and left with the three families.
