When the wind invaded it.

With a "bang", the ground kept trembling.

The painted black stone door closed in an instant, and Chen Feng had no time to react.

Looking at the closed stone door behind him, his expression seemed a little solemn.

Xiao Hei's voice was weak and said, "Boy, there will always be ways to leave here. The only thing you have to do now is to find the right sword."

Chen Feng nodded slightly, looked around and looked at hundreds of thousands of sharp swords that were sank into the ground, and the air was filled with sword fluctuations.

The most important thing is that his soul power cannot cover all of this place. It is undoubtedly as difficult to find the right sword as if it were a needle in a haystack.

The gray top of this space made Chen Feng feel a sense of depression. After thinking for a while, he closed his eyes and tried to spread his soul power continuously.

When the spreading soul power covered the swords, Chen Feng's frown had no intention of letting go. He could not feel anything different in each sword here.

There is only one chance.

If you make the wrong choice, you may pay the price of your life. Chen Feng naturally must be cautious.

About half an hour later.

He opened his eyes at a loss, took the steps under his feet, bent down and held the hilts one by one, and did not pull them out, but just wanted to hold the hilts to sense.

But even so.

Chen Feng was still clueless.

Xiao Hei couldn't help but remind: "Boy, don't be impatient!"

"If you want to find the right sword here, you can only rely on your own feelings, and everyone has great potential."

"Especially when you are angry, your potential and strength will be fully inspired."

"You try to think about everything you've encountered."

Hearing this, Chen Feng closed his eyes again, and the appearance of Zuo Miaoyin, Lan Binghan, Tang Kexin and others appeared in his mind.

I wonder if Tang Kexin and Sun Renhai successfully received his parents?

The figures of familiar people flashed through Shen Feng's mind one by one, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However.

When he thought that in a hundred years, thousands of planes such as the fairy world and the earth would be destroyed, and then all the people around him would die, the anger in his heart suddenly rose.

Why do these thousands of planes have to be so humble in front of the monks of the Heavenly Realm?

Chen Feng no longer wants to be a doll in other people's hands. He must control his own destiny. Within a hundred years, he will disrupt the third heaven of the heaven and become the real master here.

He must make his own stronger, and he must do his best to improve his combat power. Otherwise, when he reaches the third level of heaven in the future, what capital will he have to fight against those real strong men!

The anger in his heart spread all over his body, and the blood was boiling. His palms were tightly clenched into fists, and the expression on his face seemed a bit ferocious.

He was unwilling to give up. Even for the sake of the people around him, he had to rise here. No one could stop him from moving forward.

This moment.

From Chen Feng's entire body, a more violent mysterious energy rushed out than before. Due to his anger, his limit was constantly being forced out.

After Xiao Hei felt the changes in Chen Feng, he thought to himself: "Boy, remember this anger, this is the driving force for you to grow rapidly. One day in the future, you may really change the pattern of the heavenly realm."

Chen Feng, who was in anger, naturally didn't know what Xiao Hei was thinking. His soul power rushed out of his eyebrows like boiling water and spread in all directions.

The boiling soul became stronger than before. Chen Feng could vaguely feel the difference in each sword with this soul.

He had no joy, only anger, and knew that he had to seize the time. His figure kept rushing out here, sensing the differences within the sharp swords.

Three hours later.

The steps under his feet paused and his eyes looked at a red sword hilt beside him.

He bent down and held it on the red sword hilt.

Relying on his boiling soul and fierce mysterious energy, he could be sure that this sword was different from what he had just sensed.

There was no hesitation at all.

Chen Feng's palm holding the hilt of the sword tightened, and the mysterious energy was concentrated on the palm, and he kept pulling it up with force.

The mysterious energy in his body was quickly consumed, blue veins burst out on the back of his hand, teeth in his mouth were biting tightly, and his eyes were sharp.

There was a "swish".

The moment when the sword with the hilt was red, it was pulled out of the ground by Shen Feng.

I saw that the sword body instantly turned into nothingness in an instant, and finally the red hilt disappeared into Shen Feng's hands.

Immediately afterwards.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A stream of extremely terrifying sword storms suddenly formed between this world, lifting up all the ground here.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of sharp swords were also swept into the air, and then quickly turned into water energy fluctuations, which also contained majestic sword energy and sword intent.

soon.

The energy fluctuations of the water rushed towards the sunken wind like dense raindrops.

He had no time to hide.

However, after these waves of water energy impacted Shen Feng, there was no sound, but it quickly penetrated into his body and concentrated towards his heart.

After the energy fluctuations of water continue to concentrate on the heart, Chen Feng's heart faintly appeared a blue color.

Not long after, the blue color kept condensed on Shen Feng's heart, and finally formed a seed the size of a sesame seed, which stayed in his heart.

The storm just now has stopped, and it has not affected Chen Feng from beginning to end.

The surroundings became a mess.

Xiao Hei smiled and said, "Boy, what is left here is the inheritance of the Water Sword Soul. Now the seeds of the Water Sword Soul have taken root in your heart."

"When the time comes, you only need to inspire this seed, and you will be able to fully comprehend the soul of the Water Sword."

Chen Feng heard that he had obtained the seeds of just sword souls, and he would inevitably feel a little dissatisfied.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei continued, "Boy, you have to be content! Do you know how difficult it is to understand a kind of sword soul?"

"This is the sword soul left by others. After you accept it, the sword soul will naturally return to its original state and grow again in your body."

"The Water Sword Soul is completely incomparable to the Water Sword Intent of your fairy world."

"As you keep increasing the level of the Sword of Water."

"You will know the terrifying attack power of the sword soul."

Chen Feng felt the sword soul seeds in his heart, and heard Xiao Hei praise the power of the sword soul again and again. This sword soul should be a very difficult attack mystery in the entire heavenly realm.

After breathing out of his mouth, Chen Feng was about to leave here and successfully obtained the sword soul inheritance here. It was a waste of time to continue staying here.
Chapter completed!