Zhuo Yifan took Ouyang Qingzhi, Murong Xiaoqian and the three brothers of the Ying family and other experts and teleported directly to the front of the sword.
Thinking of the first time he entered here, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but smile.
After going through hardships, I, my family and friends are growing up rapidly, and the existences that I originally needed to look up to have become no longer mysterious one by one.
But this sword edge still gave him a dignified feeling. That was because the source clan's magic circle blocked most of the breath, otherwise once it exploded, the entire heavenly secret would probably be broken by him.
Zhuo Yifan had no idea what was being suppressed under the sword, but what was certain was that the thing suppressed by the Yuan Clan's super formation was absolutely extraordinary.
The higher your cultivation level, the more terrifying you feel the edge of this sword.
Zhuo Yifan's current vision and knowledge have been several times higher than before, but he is still a little cautious when facing the Origin Clan's origin magic circle.
Different people have different feelings when feeling this sword edge. At this moment, in the eyes of many Mahayana monks, this sword edge is also extremely terrifying.
Everyone stood far away, and the formation masters arranged countless large formations, covering a thousand-mile radius, just in case.
And the disciples also moved thousands of miles away.
Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath. Now that the devil's heart is still being repaired, he can't switch to the simulation at all, which makes him a little melancholy.
But it also reminded Zhuo Yifan that the devil's heart is not his own flesh and blood after all, and at the critical moment, he still has to rely on himself.
[Undead Divine Art] is activated, and Zhuo Yifan's body is covered with brilliant runes. These runes circulate and instantly form the appearance of [Xuanwu Divine Armor].
This was a surprise. After leaving the suppression of the rules of the secret realm, the [Xuanwu Divine Armor] finally broke out. It itself merged with Zhuo Yifan's flesh and blood. At this moment, the [Immortal Zombie Divine Art] was activated, and it naturally transformed into a battle armor, protecting
Zhuo Yifan.
Feeling the protective power of [Xuanwu Divine Armor], Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but smile confidently. Even if he stood here motionless and took a hit from the dark magic cannon, it would probably be fine.
The protection of this divine armor is so abnormal, it grows according to the master's strength. After Zhuo Yifan entered the No. 7 Secret Realm, his strength grew the fastest, especially after swallowing the elixir, absorbing the [Invisible Blood Poison], and comprehensively smelting Murong Xiaoqian.
After using the true demon's blood and spending millions of blood essence to cultivate into the [Immortal Zombie Divine Art], even he himself didn't know how far Zhuo Yifan's strength had reached.
In this lower realm, he can definitely unleash the most powerful extreme power.
After reaching this level, his physical cells are naturally extremely powerful, and the [Xuanwu Divine Armor] is also stronger.
Zhuo Yifan used his spiritual thoughts and slowly approached the sword's edge. Although the devil's heart was temporarily disabled, it did not affect the use of Zhuo Yifan's spiritual power. It was not difficult to explore the magic circle.
As Zhuo Yifan's consciousness approached, thousands of invisible sword energies suddenly burst out from the sword's edge. The edges were like sharp thorns, and the sword's edge instantly turned into a huge hedgehog.
This should be the self-protection mechanism of Jianfeng. Once it senses someone is detecting it, it will immediately erupt into passive defense to block the enemy.
If this rash exploration brought his spiritual consciousness into contact all at once, he would definitely have been stabbed. Fortunately, Zhuo Yifan was cautious in everything he did and knew that the sword's edge was terrifying, so he approached slowly.
Zhuo Yifan felt that his consciousness was as painful as being pricked by billions of needles. He couldn't help but feel secretly frightened, and at the same time he felt a strong desire to conquer.
No matter how awesome you are, you are nothing more than a treasure. In this lower world, I can burst out with the strongest power. How can I still not subjugate you, a dead thing?
Zhuo Yifan felt a surge of pride in his heart. He danced his hands gently, and runes flew out from his fingers.
These runes have a pale golden light and look somewhat similar to the [Netherworld Golden Body Art] runes condensed by the monks, except that the runes of the Golden Body Art are more shining, while Zhuo Yifan's are more low-key.
These runes flew toward the sword's edge, as if thousands of masters were approaching the sword's edge at the same time. Suddenly, the sword's edge felt the huge pressure, and the rebound force became even more terrifying.
Everyone suddenly felt that the whole earth was trembling, and they couldn't help but be shocked. When they looked carefully, they saw that the sword edge was trembling violently, and countless terrifying sword energy erupted.
These sword energies are very terrifying. In the Tribulation Stage, it is probably just a matter of sword radiance. Even in the Mahayana Stage, they cannot withstand this sudden burst of thousands of sword radiances.
This was like the sword light rising from the sun, impacting on Zhuo Yifan's runes. Zhuo Yifan immediately grunted and took a few steps back, as if he had been attacked by countless people.
"Interesting, interesting, it turns out that there is no treasure hidden in the sword's edge, but the sword's edge itself is a treasure." Zhuo Yifan's eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly.
Hua Bai stood far away on Ouyang Qingzhi's shoulder, his face was very human, and he actually showed a smile of relief: "The boss finally realized it, not bad, not bad."
Ouyang Qingzhi said in surprise: "Have you known for a long time that this sword edge is actually a magic treasure?"
"It's not a magic treasure, it's an immortal treasure. This sword contains great righteousness. It is the nemesis of your demon clan." Hua Bai chuckled: "It's just that there are only a handful of people in this world who can control the peerless divine sword."
"Why?" Ouyang Qingzhi was puzzled.
Murong Xiaoqian said with a smile: "Because to control this [Sword of the Saint], you must be a person with great righteousness, but everyone in the world has selfish intentions, especially monks, who can sacrifice themselves for others and be selfless?"
Ouyang Qingzhi frowned and said: "So, doesn't it mean that no one can control this sword? There are no real saints in this world."
Hua Bai smiled and said: "There are indeed no saints in this world. The so-called saints are just illusions created for their own purposes, but boss, it's different."
Murong Xiaoqian said: "Brother Zhuo will definitely succeed, I believe in him."
Hua Bai showed no interest and said, "I'll take a nap first. The boss will call me when he's ready."
He didn't seem worried at all.
Ouyang Qingzhi said: "Hua Bai, since you know the secret of this [Sword of Saint], why don't you tell Yifan so that he can be prepared!"
Hua Bai muttered: "There's nothing to worry about. If even the boss can't conquer the treasure, probably no one in this world can conquer it."
"What did you say?"
Ouyang Qingzhi and Murong Xiaoqian were both shocked and looked at Huai Bai in surprise.
Hua Bai's words seemed to reveal a lot. The two looked at each other with shocked expressions on their faces, but Hua Bai closed his eyes and seemed to fall into a deep sleep in an instant.
Zhuo Yifan was not feeling well at the moment. This sword energy was so powerful that it could even hurt the soul.
Each of his runes is covered with a trace of spiritual consciousness. These thousands of runes are like thousands of clones. It is natural that he will not feel comfortable being attacked at the same time.
Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly. Now that his original soul is placed in the [Soul Condensing Pond], it is always nourished by the holy water of the underworld. It is growing every moment. Coupled with his understanding of the peerless sword intent, Zhuo Yifan can
He is said to be a master of swordsmanship.
But facing this magical sword energy, he still felt a little powerless.
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