As time goes by.

All the pictures about the God of Swords that began to step onto the sword path were imprinted into Chen Feng's mind.

Or it can be said that what is imprinted into Chen Feng’s mind is not the pictures, but the different understandings of the sword Taoism of the God of Sword from various periods.

When the scene next to Wu Soul dissipated, Chen Feng closed his eyes, and the mystery of various swordsmanship was constantly intertwined in his mind.

He knew that in a short while, he should not be able to digest the mystery of these swordsmanship, and he could feel that these mystery would not disappear in a short period of time.

So, he opened his eyes again.

Seeing that Chen Feng did not eagerly enter, the praise on his face became even stronger: "Boy, can you help me do something after you grow up in the future?"

Chen Feng said without hesitation: "Senior, please say."

The God of Sword looked at Su Yuan with his eyes closed. Now the monks present are still in the illusion and have no idea what is going on here.

He said, "Boy, this girl should have some connection with me. If she encounters troubles that she cannot solve in the future, please help her."

Hearing this, Chen Feng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Su Yuan and the God of Sword would have a connection. Instead, he understood a little. After all, Su Yuan had previously told about the God of Sword.

And Su Yuan was a little strange before.

Based on various reasons, Chen Feng said: "Senior, don't worry, I agree to this."

After hearing Chen Feng's answer, the phantom of the God of Sword finally breathed a sigh of relief. With his arm swing, a soul ring flew in front of Chen Feng.

"Boy, all the treasures of heaven and earth in this inherited land have been included in this soul ring. Now I will give this soul ring to you."

"However, because there is a restriction force in this soul ring, it will only remove all restriction force if it feels the breath of the Star Source Realm."

"So, you must enter the Star Source Realm to obtain all kinds of treasures in it."

"After all, the treasures in the sky and earth are the lowest level that require the cultivation level of the Star Source Realm to be taken."

The phantom of the God of Sword began to become more and more illusory.

After Chen Feng took the soul ring, he did not feel much joy, but instead felt a faint sadness.

He knew that this was the last trace of the soul of the God of Sword. As long as this trace of soul dissipated, the God of Sword really no longer existed.

It should be because I felt Chen Feng's emotions, and the God of Sword said indifferently: "Boy, people are destined to die in this life, but now I am just a trace of my soul."

Between talking.

He slapped his palm into the air in front of him.

The space became very twisted, and then a sword box about one meter long appeared in front of him.

“Unite!”

When the God of Sword spits out these two words.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!——"

The sharp swords in the air turned into light of different colors and flew into the sword box one by one.

In the end, only soulless stayed in the air outside.

"Boy, you have put away this soulless hand."

"As for this sword box, it is regarded as another gift I give you. If one day you really encounter an unsolvable crisis, then you will stimulate this sword box."

"The power of this can help you overcome a difficulty, but because of some restrictions, the power left in this sword box can at most allow you to escape the danger of life within the second level of heaven."

"The road to cultivation still depends on you to explore it yourself."

After saying that.

The God of Sword did not give Chen Feng a chance to speak, and his phantom completely dissipated into the air.

Chen Feng's face was filled with complexity. He immediately put the sword box and soulless ring into the blood-red ring, and also put the soul ring in it.

The energy that cannot be killed in the air still exists faintly.

Therefore, even though Chen Feng obtained the inheritance of the God of Sword, he still could not kill here. He felt that all the monks here were about to wake up.

Just at this time.

An idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Although he could not kill Song Qianliu, he could do one thing. He tried to inspire many mysterious sword auras of the sword gods, and then activated these sword auras around Song Qianliu's body.

Of course, it is not suitable for being known to him.

Therefore, he could make everyone divert their targets. When he felt that although everyone present could not open their eyes, their hearing had recovered.

Chen Feng imitated the voice of the God of Sword and said, "You are the winner of my inheritance."

"However, with your cultivation, I cannot inherit my inheritance, so I left a limit in your body that no one can feel. Only after fifty years will the restriction disappear, and then you will be able to completely inherit my inheritance."

After saying that, Chen Feng changed into a clean dress and then sat cross-legged on the ground.

Soon, the monks present began to open their eyes one after another, and they could clearly feel the savage of sword aura filled Song Qianliu's body.

Song Qianliu also felt this change. He had entered a illusion before and had been practicing swords constantly. Now that he felt the mystery around him, he thought he had passed the test of the God of Sword and became the heir of the God of Sword, and his face was suddenly filled with endless joy.

Su Yuan looked at the scene in front of her, and she frowned and said to herself: "Why is this kind of person who has obtained the inheritance?"

Xiao Yunqing, who was sitting next to Shen Feng, had a look of worry in her beautiful eyes. After all, the junior brother and Song Qianliu already had hatred, so she certainly didn't want Song Qianliu to obtain the inheritance here.

The Sword King, who was in Song Qianliu's soul, also felt the changes in Song Qianliu's body. He carefully sensed Song Qianliu's body. After a moment, he said, "It's strange, there is no change in your body."

After Song Qianliu heard the Sword King's voice, he said, "Master, don't forget what the God of Sword just said, he left a limit in my body that no one could feel."

"Who else is present except for the changes around me? Those words must be what I said to me, I am the successor of the God of Swords."

Then, he stood up, glanced around, his face with an extremely excited expression, and finally fixed his eyes on Chen Feng, roaring: "I inherited the inheritance here."

"In the future, I will definitely become the second sword god in the heavenly realm."

Chen Feng saw that Song Qianliu was so excited, and he felt a sense of disdain in his heart. In his opinion, this way of making a fortune in silence was also good.

There is no need to stand on the cusp of the storm every time.
Chapter completed!