Peerless Martial Soul

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Feng squeezed his fist with one hand, and the six-sided prison slammed together.

The hot Buddha's light crushed Chuan Jiuhan's body, and ignited a fire of ghosts.

Soon, the ghost fire dissipated, and Chuan Jiuhan's breath also dissipated.

A ball of golden brilliance flew out of the prison and fell into Chen Feng's palm.

As in the illusion, that group of silver light is warm and familiar.

"Is this the Immortal Soul?"

Chen Feng looked curiously, but couldn't see the slightest doorway.

Several people from Shenyang approached, and they were also looking at the golden light group.

Ziyuan patted her forehead: "I remember!"

"It is recorded in this book that the immortal soul of life is only a genius who is born with a transparent realm to awaken!"

"A natal immortal soul is ten times stronger than ordinary immortal souls."

"Your way doesn't seem to be complete, is it a twin soul?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, recalling the silver light group in that memory, and suddenly realized.

"Then how should this soul be awakened?"

Ziyuan recalled: "If I remember correctly, the twin souls will only appear on twins."Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by Noᴠᴇlꜰire.nᴇt

"The two people must have the same mind, and use the blood sacrifice, soul sacrifice, and spiritual sacrifice to awaken the power of the soul."

"But...according to records, those who have twin souls, usually only one person can survive."

Chen Feng was surprised: "Why is this?"

Ziyuan shook her head, not knowing.

The boy in white who looks alike...

same fate...

The twin souls that only appear in twins...

Chen Feng frowned more and more tightly.

It seems... there is a hand somewhere that is manipulating his direction.

hum—

Suddenly, the golden group in the palm trembled, and a black mist rushed out.

The black fog condensed into a figure in the air, exactly the same as the black-robed man in that memory!

"After waiting for a hundred years, it's finally time for you!"

The man in black robe couldn't see his face, but his voice was like a ghost's cry, which was terrifying.

Chen Feng's face was expressionless: "Do you want my natal soul?"

"want?"

The black-robed man sneered in a low voice, "This is mine. If you are sensible, send it to this old man obediently!"

"At that time, I will only take your life and leave you a dog's life."

Chen Feng sneered: "Fate is hidden in the depths of everyone's soul."

"If you take it away, will I still be alive?"

The black-robed man's tone was even colder: "You dare to disobey me?"

"If the old man is not about to break the barrier, he must rush out of Xuyeling and kill you kid!"

"But it's too fast. After three months, I will break this great formation and kill you again!"

After speaking, the figure of the man in black robe gradually faded away.

Chen Feng frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "The strength of this old monster is probably above the Seven Tribulations Spirit Void Land."

"However, after three months, he may not be my opponent."

When he thought about it, Shenyang frowned tightly.

"Xuyeling... How could it be that kind of place?"

Chen Feng wondered: "Is there something weird there?"

Shenyang had a gloomy face, nodded and said: "South of the Western Wilderness Immortal Territory, there is a mountain range rich in rare things."

"I don't know when, there was purple air in the mountain range, but in one night, all the creatures in the entire mountain range were wiped out, and no one survived."

"And Xuyeling is a strange place that people who have explored that mountain range have found."

"It is said that someone has seen a magnificent immortal sect, located at the highest point of Xuye Mountain, with two ancient seal characters hanging above it: Return to Ruins."

"What? Return to Ruins! Return to Ruins Immortal Sect?"

Chen Feng's expression changed suddenly: "Are you sure you are Guixu Xianzong?"

Shenyang nodded in surprise, and wanted to ask something else, but saw Chen Feng lowered his head and frowned.

"Guixu Xianzong... finally appeared!"

Chen Feng was extremely excited.

As long as you get there, you can see the master!

All the answers are in Xuye Ridge!

At this moment, the seven-color divine light fell from the sky.

When everyone looked up, they saw a cold woman holding a divine bead and descending from the sky.

"Seven Absolutes Trial is over!"

"Chen Feng, step forward to receive the reward!"

The words were cold, not like the words of a living person.

Chen Feng stepped up and came to the cold woman.

The woman raised her hand and handed out beads of seven-color brilliance.

Immortal Artifact, Seven Absolute Divine Pearl!

Although I don't know the exact grade, it is a genuine fairy artifact.

Chen Feng took the Qijue Divine Pearl and looked at it repeatedly.

The cold woman said: "The bead has a spirit and can be changed according to the user."

"Now close your eyes, control the bead with your heart, and transform into the most suitable look for you."

Chen Feng nodded and slowly closed his eyes, all kinds of power flowing in his body.

The Seven Absolutes Divine Pearl gradually faded, and a pitch-black long knife was condensed in Chen Feng's hand.

The knife is very long, and it stands a little higher than Chen Feng.

Seven different kinds of brilliance spread from the sword, like a master craftsman who carefully carved out a seven-colored dragon, wrapping around the blade.

hum—

The dragon's eyes opened, and the blade groaned softly.

An invincible domineering sword intent rose into the sky.

Chen Feng only felt a huge force, as if to break free from his palm and leave him.

"This knife is repelling me?"

He urged the power in his body to suppress the long sword.

But the more suppressed, the more violent the long knife trembled.

"You're not worthy of this knife."

In the ear, the sound of blue smoke suddenly sounded.

"The previous owner of the Seven Absolutes Divine Bead was the former barren general, Ye Shen."

"One knife to open the sky, one knife to kill the immortals, one knife to kill!"

"The three swords that are invincible in the world symbolize the ultimate of Yeshen's martial arts. In order to break through and comprehend the realm of extreme intent, this extreme intent night sword is tempered into an immortal weapon, and four more swords are created."

"You can transform into the shape of the Jiyi Yetian Saber, which shows that your aptitude is extraordinary, but you are still incomparable to the night god."

Chen Feng suddenly said: "Even if the master dies, the fairy has never been forgotten."

"That being the case, I'll let it know that I'm worthy of it!"

As soon as the mind moved, the sword intent condensed, wandered on the tip of the sword, but did not disperse.

Jiyi Yetian Saber shook violently, and a more overbearing Saber Intent collided with Chen Feng's Saber Intent.

With him as the center, in a radius of hundreds of miles, an invisible storm was set off.

The knife light flashed, tearing apart the space and swallowing the yellow sand.

The collision of the two sword intents seemed invisible, but it shocked the people around them.

Like a sharp blade in the throat, the next moment, the corpse will be separated!

Gradually, the tremor of the blade weakened and returned to calm.

The seven-colored dragon closed his eyes, as if in a deep sleep, not resisting Chen Feng.

"It recognizes you."

There was a bit of shock in the cold woman's indifferent tone.

Even if it was transformed by a trace of residual thoughts, he still remembered the prestige of the night god.

The powerful enemies of the heavens come to attack, and the night **** is alone.

Seven knives, slaying the three major worlds, millions of powerful enemies, and guarding the peace of the Western Desolate Immortal Territory for thousands of years.

Now, someone who can inherit the mantle of the Night God has finally appeared.

Chen Feng crossed the knife and stroked the blade.

On the seven-color giant dragon, each different color has a different sword meaning.

In his mind, a line of vigorous characters appeared.

"Ming Shen Jue Nian Dao, seven moves!"

"The first style, shocking the world!" "It is not a fairyland of the four calamities, and it cannot be cultivated."