Originally, Zhang Yifeng felt that this was just a trial and would not gain much from it. However, when the origin of that world was swallowed by the treasure inherited by Taiwu Immortal Emperor, the wisdom tree in the sea of ​​consciousness shone brightly again, pushing Zhang Yifeng's soul to understand the origin of this world.
"Even if the world is on the verge of collapse, it will not be just such a little power of the origin of the world."
As strands of pure world origin power merged into the remains of the human realm, Zhang Yifeng clearly felt the remains of this will of the human realm from the Chaos Realm, becoming increasingly stronger. At the same time, the aura that belonged to the Chaos Realm alone was gradually becoming thinner.
Beside Zhang Yifeng, Yu Zhuixuan was completely unable to suppress the joy in his heart.
The preciousness of the power of the world's original source is not something that can be obtained even for the Immortal Emperor.
But I just chose to follow Zhang Yifeng, and I could absorb the power of the world so recklessly, and then improve my perception. My prejudices and envy towards Zhang Yifeng have disappeared at this moment.
The power of the world's origin represents the foundation of a world. It was the beginning and did not help much in practice itself, but the fundamental rules for the movement of all things in the world can greatly increase the speed of practice.
In this way, ten days passed in a flash. As the stars began to be turbulent and the image of doomsday restarted, Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes and stood up, put away the Candle Sky Sword Formation. The next moment, the power of the star sea brought by the world's original perception lifted the two of them and walked towards the stars farther away.
"How many levels are there in such a star trial?"
"There are nine levels in total. After these nine levels, you can reach the Holy Land of Bone Descent."
Yu Zhuixuan told the truth, and Zhang Yifeng knew it.
Wrapped by the power of the starry sea, the two of them swayed in shape. In this starry sea, they seemed to have lost the concept of time. They only knew that they were confused and fell on a larger and complete star.
As Zhang Yifeng's spiritual consciousness spread, several auras poured into Zhang Yifeng's perception.
"Um?"
During the perception, the other three auras appeared.
"It's that person."
Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly. Among the three auras, Zhang Yifeng didn't know who he was. He thought he was a trainee from other worlds. One of them was clearly the monk from the Jixing War Realm that Ye Xingchen pointed at before entering this holy land.
Before the Star Sea, Zhang Yifeng could not detect any demonic energy or demonic energy from that person, but similarly, the spiritual energy belonging to human cultivation did not exist at all, which was quite strange.
Beside him, Yu Zhuixuan obviously also noticed the person's breath.
"Why is he here too!"
Yu Zhuixuan curled his lips and whispered to himself.
"What is the origin of this Star Wars Realm?"
Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng asked.
Before the Star Sea, the reaction of the Ningye Queen made Zhang Yifeng feel quite curious.
Zhang Yifeng has never heard of Jixing War Realm even in the records of the Demon-Slaying Sect.
Faced with Zhang Yifeng's inquiry, Yu Zhuixuan hesitated and did not speak for a long time.
"Forget it, since there is a reason that cannot be said, I won't say it, and absorb the origin of this world as soon as possible."
As Zhang Yifeng sat down cross-legged, Yu Zhuixuan sighed: "The origin of this Strike Star Wars Realm is really terrifying. Even if you just say something, you will be heard."
As he said that, Yu Zhuixuan pointed to the sky, Zhang Yifeng was surprised and even more interested.
"It's not that I and fellow Taoist Feng Yi are hiding it, but I may be affected by cause and effect. It's really..."
Cause and effect can be said to be big, and small.
For the Immortal Lord Realm, if you are inexplicably burdened with cause and effect, your future practice will be affected.
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng stopped asking questions. Just when he was about to close his eyes and realize the origin of this world, a terrifying fighting spirit came towards Zhang Yifeng with the boundless evil spirit of blood.
"broken!"
Yu Zhuixuan exclaimed, and sweated coldly on his forehead. The next moment, several Taoist soldiers had been taken out, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Sensing this power, Zhang Yifeng slowly stood up and looked in front of him.
From the scarlet blood, the monk from the Jixing War Realm appeared in Zhang Yifeng's sight.
The person who came was extremely ugly, with his nose rolling up, his fangs protruded outward, and his eyes hooked upward. Compared with the person in front of him, he was considered to have beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes.
"You are the guy with supreme luck, right?"
"That's right, who are you?"
"I am the Asura clan's sword star war domain sword Hu. Let's see if your methods are really as famous as yours!"
The sound was hoarse and harsh, extremely unpleasant, as if some animal was imitating a human to speak, and it seemed extremely strange.
Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly: "Entering this holy land is all about practicing cultivation. The opportunity is treasured. I am not interested in fighting with you."
"That's not your choice!"
Without saying anything, a big knife was pulled out of Ji Hu's waist, and the blade was unsheathed, and blood and evil spirits soared into the sky in an instant. In Zhang Yifeng's opinion, what Ji Hu's figure was there in front of him? What he faced was clearly a sea of ​​blood.
"drink!"
The sword shadow slashed and rushed towards Zhang Yifeng's head. This sword came from nowhere, extremely strange, as if destined to fall on Zhang Yifeng.
Yu Zhuixuan, who was standing beside him, looked frightened and wanted to use the Taoist soldiers in his hand to help him, but at this moment, Zhang Yifeng's figure disappeared, and in the sea of ​​blood, the Sixteen Saints of Ji were already on Ji Hu's neck.
Under Guixu's eyes, the blade had long been seen through by Zhang Yifeng.
"well!"
Blood was leaking from Ji Hu's neck. Zhang Yifeng could lift Ji Hu's head away with just one sword, but Ji Hu was not afraid at all, his eyes were covered with whites, and his pupils were only two points, and his eyes were filled with strong fighting spirit.
"Only such a strong man is worthy of being my enemy! He is worthy of dying under my blade!!"
A grim laughter came, and the exaggerated appearance was that the blade covered with cracks slashed out again. With this sword, the sea of ​​blood surged, and a layer of blood was covered with the sky and the earth.
In the distance, Yu Zhuixuan felt a stinging pain in the face of the sword, and countless fine blood marks cracked on his body.
"careful!"
Yu Zhuixuan roared, but Zhang Yifeng did not take a step back at all. As the Sixteen Saints of Silence swung, the sword shadow was confused. Ji Hu's head flew up in the air, pulling out a blood pillar and splashing into the sky.
As the Sixteen Saints of Silence retracted the block, the blade collided with the Sixteen Saints of Silence, and made a buzzing sound.
The aftermath of the two's battle swept hundreds of miles, and this was just a collision of weapons.
Looking at the headless body in front of him, Zhang Yifeng did not withdraw his sword.
"Are you still fighting? Wouldn't it be even more enjoyable if you and I arrived at the holy place of falling bones and fight hard?"
Zhang Yifeng spoke, and the headless body suddenly burst into laughter: "Okay! OK! I'm going to make up your life!"
Chapter completed!