"The Phantom Demon Clan is just a stone on the road ahead of the human race. It will eventually be stepped on the soles of the human race and become a stepping stone for the human race to go to a higher level."
Ye Feng faced the Ming Sword Saint, "maintaining his fighting spirit and maintaining his unyielding will, the human race will be invincible!"
"Now, I'll ask you..."
"Want to become a saint?
“
"What?
!”
The Ming Sword Saint's heartbeat suddenly stopped. He stared at Ye Feng with wide eyes, suspecting that something was wrong with his ears.
What did he hear?
Become a saint?
Is this possible by nodding your head and agreeing?
"I probably heard it wrong."
The Ming Sword Saint couldn't help but wonder.
"Sir Sword Saint, talk quickly."
Zhou Ji believed that Ye Feng had such strength. Seeing that the Ming Sword Saint had such an opportunity, he was still in a daze and quickly urged him in a low voice.
"are you serious?"
The Ming Sword Saint widened his eyes and said subconsciously.
"Of course, I'm not interested in joking."
Ye Feng smiled indifferently. The reaction of the Daming Sword Saint was normal. After all, this was a saint who became a legendary saint. Anyone would be unbelievable.
"I do!"
The Ming Sword Saint was in a daze for a moment and nodded immediately, "As long as you can make me a saint, no matter what you let me do, I will accept it!"
"It's not what you do for me, but what the human race does."
Ye Feng shook his head, "I believe that doing things for the human race is also what you want."
“That’s true.”
The Ming Sword Saint smiled. He knew why Ye Feng wanted to help him become a saint, because he had a sincere heart for the human race.
Ye Feng has the strength that surpasses the saints and may make people become saints, which is really not difficult for Ye Feng.
It is precisely because of this that the person who chooses help is the first priority. Only those who truly care about the human race can be appreciated and promoted by Ye Feng.
"Open your heart and don't be wary."
Ye Feng slowly stretched out his palm, and the Ming Sword Saint quickly relaxed, eliminated all the defense, and the powerful force in his body stopped operating.
A finger pointed at the eyebrows of the Ming Sword Saint, and the vast force of vitality poured into his body along his fingers.
This power repaired all the injuries in the body of the Ming Sword Saint. Even the old disease was a stubborn disease, and it was healed instantly in the face of this vast vitality.
The Ming Sword Saint felt comfortable all over, as if he had returned to his youth, his body full of vigorous power.
"This sword magical power will be taught to you."
A calm voice sounded in the Daming Sword Saint's consciousness, and a book emitting a dazzling golden light fell from the sky.
The divine thoughts of the Daming Sword Saint immediately came up, and the books turned into golden lights, blending into his memory.
This magical power is called Golden Light Sword. After practicing, it can integrate its own strength with the sword intent and forge a sharp golden sword light.
This sharp golden sword is extremely sharp and invincible in the battle.
According to the description of magical powers, the Golden Light Sword practice can cut through the sun and the moon and break through the heaven and earth.
But for the current Ming Sword Saint, he can reach the entry level at most.
Despite this, he can also achieve invincibility at the same level with the sharp golden sword light at the entry level!
This is the power of the Golden Light Sword Technique. The Ming Sword Saint was very excited to obtain such extraordinary magical powers.
At the same time, the powerful force that shocked the Ming Sword Saint rushed into his body along Ye Feng's fingers.
This power seemed to be able to crush the world, and it was flowing rapidly in his body at this moment.
Every time the flow is flowing, the meridians, blood vessels, limbs and bones feel extremely painful.
But afterwards, it was surprisingly fulfilling. This force was like a hammer, hammering the body for thousands of times.
The body was tempered and became stronger and stronger. The Ming Sword Saint could feel that his stagnant state began to loosen, and a trace of hot tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.
"Impact realm!"
Ye Feng looked at the Daming Sword Saint, his eyes shining brightly.
The Ming Sword Saint was shocked and immediately raised his spirits, nodding to Ye Feng that he was ready.
"boom!"
A roar came from his body, and the majestic power was swept wildly in his body with the power of the Ming Sword Saint himself.
The indestructible barrier to realm is trembling now, and the barrier that has been hit thousands of times in the past collapsed in a short moment.
"Buzz!"
A buzzing sound from the sea of consciousness, countless insights surged into my heart, and pure vitality gushed out from my body.
The spiritual sea that was about to decay had a bright luster at this moment, and it expanded dozens of times, and the barriers of the spiritual sea became radiant and revitalized.
The white hair turned black, the wrinkles on his face disappeared, and he returned to his middle-aged appearance. The Sword Saint of the Ming Dynasty seemed to be dozens of years younger.
"I'm a saint?"
The Ming Sword Saint opened his eyes and stared at his hands. His originally dry palms have become round and strong at this moment.
With a slight force, the muscles in the arms raised and the explosive power surged.
The Ming Sword Saint had an illusion, as if a punch could break the world.
"I finally became a saint!"
The Ming Sword Saint was filled with tears in his eyes. Until this moment, he still felt a sense of dreams and could not believe it was true.
"Thank you, Lord Ye Feng, for helping me break through the saint. I, Gu Yangsheng, swear that I will be the human race in this life and will do whatever I want!"
The Ming Sword Saint knelt down in front of Ye Feng without saying a word and swore loudly.
"Get up."
Ye Feng raised his palm in the void, and the Ming Sword Saint stood up uncontrollably.
"You have become a saint and should also take on your mission."
Ye Feng's eyes were deep, "From today, you will be the guardian of the human race of the Great Broken Realm. You must take responsibility and do things for the human race."
"I understand!"
The Ming Sword Saint is focused on the key points.
"But you don't need to do anything at the moment. You will take the 40,000 cultivators here to turn all the magic demon warriors into slaves."
Ye Feng waved his hand and the magic thoughts sacks flew out from the void and fell in front of the Ming Sword Saint.
"There are all demonic thoughts in this treasure. You only need to touch the treasure to know how to use it."
"Go and turn all these magical demons into slavery, and they will double their pain they have exerted on you in the past."
"yes!"
The Ming Sword Saint's eyes shone with great gratitude. He finally knew why Zhou Ji didn't let them kill these illusion demons.
Compared to killing the fantasy demon clan, turning them into slaves is obviously more relieved.
"The same tribe will definitely be extremely grateful to the adults."
The Ming Sword Saint clasped his fists to Ye Feng and thanked him, then picked up the magic thoughts bag and left here.
"If you are interested, let him see."
Ye Feng waved his hand calmly, and his figure gradually disappeared.
"Walk!"
Zhou Ji raised his eyebrows at everyone, and everyone immediately smiled. They were all interested in this matter.
Soon, a group of people left here and headed for a mountainous land where the magical demon clans were piled up.