The strong spiritual power cut through the dark space, entering Luo Feng's spiritual world with a powerful gesture.

In the pitch-black space, two spiritual powers were engaged in a fierce confrontation.

The attacker's spiritual power is obviously stronger.

The girl in the black skirt also obviously discovered that there was something wrong with the big knife, and her urgent voice reached the depths of Luo Feng's spiritual world.

"This guy is so insidious. He hides his spiritual power in his sword. If someone touches his weapon, the spiritual power will be triggered. Luo Feng be careful not to be suppressed by him, otherwise you will

His spiritual consciousness will be completely disintegrated!"

Luo Feng's body was completely paralyzed, but his mind was already struggling fiercely.

That ultimate spiritual power was as powerful as a bamboo, constantly breaking through Luo Feng's many obstacles.

However, in this situation, the girl in the black dress can't help at all and can only worry.

"Your uncle, it's not because I raised your ashes. You should hold a grudge, but I didn't raise your ashes!"

The other party's mental power was too strong, and Luo Feng was already struggling.

Seeing his spiritual world being continuously compressed by the other party, he has reached his limit.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a figure emerging from the spiritual world that was attacking.

This figure appears transparent, which is a vision of spiritual power.

He stretched out a hand to completely obliterate Luo Feng's consciousness from this body.

"Oops, my spiritual power can't compare with his, it's not on the same level at all!"

Luo Feng's entire spiritual consciousness was in an extremely unstable state.

You know, no matter how powerful your spiritual consciousness is, it is not very resistant to spiritual power.

This is why many Xuanjing warriors are very afraid of warriors with spiritual power after reaching the previous level. If there are no special means of prevention, they will not be willing to face such spiritual warriors.

"Hold on, he probably won't be able to hold on for long," the girl in the black skirt said, sweating for Luo Feng.

"It's easy for you to say," Luo Feng wailed.

His spiritual world has been compressed to an infinitesimal size, while the other party's spiritual power is constantly pouring in.

The gap between the two is really too big.

But suddenly, at this moment of life and death, a golden light flashed in the depths of Luo Feng's mind.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Feng's infinitely compressed spiritual world surged like thunder.

"This is..."

Luo Feng was surprised to find that due to the backlog of the opponent's powerful spiritual power, the third level of the Divine Mind Dayan Jue, the Eternal Divine Mind, was actually opened at this moment.

Suddenly, Luo Feng's mental power surged, and he actually began to have the power to resist.

"I understand. No wonder there has been no progress at the third level of eternity for more than a year. It turns out that I was going in the wrong direction."

Previously, Luo Feng tried to expand his spiritual power according to the first two levels, but he mysteriously disappeared after stepping out and getting the shackles.

Now he finally understood the reason. It turned out that he was going in the wrong direction.

The spiritual thoughts of the third level should not be released externally, but should be compressed.

At this time, the spiritual power that came from the attack actually made Luo Feng successful. He hit the correct opening method by mistake.

"I've seen it, I've seen it all," Luo Feng's thoughts about the eternal cultivation of the third level of spiritual consciousness emerged from the depths of his mind.

The entire ninth level of the Eternal Spiritual Mind was under such a high-pressure situation, and everything poured into the depths of one's own spiritual consciousness.

"boom!"

Luo Feng's spiritual power exploded completely, and he used powerful means to instantly strangle the invading spiritual power in this world.

Suddenly Luo Feng opened his eyes and began to breathe heavily.

Cold sweat had wet his clothes.

"I was scared to death, I almost collapsed," Luo Feng looked at the rusty sword in his hand without feeling a chill in his heart.

"Are you okay?" The girl in the black dress breathed a sigh of relief, "Why did your spiritual power suddenly become so strong just now?"

Luo Feng had not yet recovered from his fear, and said in a daze, "It is the third level of the Great Evolution of Divine Mind, the Eternal Divine Mind of my ancestor of the Ji family."

"By chance, the trap planted by this senior actually helped me break through."

"But..." Luo Feng didn't expect that the eternal spiritual mind would be divided into nine levels.

Luo Feng observed his spiritual world and guessed that his current spiritual power was definitely comparable to a high-level existence in the Xuan Realm.

"My spiritual power is so powerful that it can even compete with the first level of eternal spiritual consciousness. What kind of strength will it be if it reaches the ninth level? Can I use my spiritual power to strike accurately across the world?"

Luo Feng discovered something incredible.

"It seems that the value of the Divine Mind Dayan Jue is much greater than I thought. If you practice to a certain level, you almost don't need to take action. Thousands of miles away, the spiritual power is locked, and killing is almost invisible."

Luo Feng grinned.

Entering this little secret this time is a real win.

Having obtained an accompanying leather battle suit that is comparable to an artifact, I have now discovered that the Divine Mind Dayan Jue, which is as valuable as the colorless form, has great development significance.

The most important thing is that now he has taken the first step towards becoming a warrior with spiritual power.

"But this sword doesn't seem to have anything special about it."

Luo Feng carefully tested it with his spiritual sense and found that the runes inside the sword had been broken, and now it was just a very ordinary weapon.

The girl in black dress said, "I have a bold guess. I estimate that the fallen royal race is inseparable from this warrior."

"The two of them fought here, which eventually led to the death of both parties."

"Look at this weapon, the runic laws inside it have been broken, but you can tell from the clues inside that this sword was at least a sub-artifact level existence."

"And to be able to shatter all the powerful runic laws inside at least a sub-artifact, only the royal race can do it."

"So that's it," Luo Feng looked at the sword in his hand with regret.

"However, the material of this broadsword is still extremely terrible. You can keep it. When you find a good rune law and embed it in it, it will not collapse and can withstand the load. At least it will not be like your last weapon that was destroyed by Emperor Ryuzaki.

The fist was broken."

Luo Feng played with the big knife. It was not heavy.

Because there was no blessing from the rune laws, and only the weight of his own special material was added, Luo Feng weighed it and estimated that it was only about ten tons.

Ten tons is indeed too heavy for ordinary warriors, but for Luo Feng, it is as light as Hong Yu.

It should be understood that now Luo Feng's physique has undergone a qualitative change once again. Even without blood and energy, the power of an ordinary punch he can produce definitely exceeds the power of a thousand tons.

How do these thousands of tons of force compare?

This means that with the experience of this ancient civilization relic, after he got out, he relied on pure strange strength to hit the opponent with this fist on land as long as he got close to him.

There is no doubt that even the peak of the Six Nether Cave in the Nine Nether Realm cannot withstand his fist.

Luo Feng sighed, "Now I finally understand how reckless Di Wushuang was back then. When we fought in the Northern Territory, he had the power I have now."

What made Luo Feng even more lamented was that he almost died in order to fight against Caesar of the Light Shield family.

Then Caesar is the peak existence of Six Nether Cave.

Several years passed in a flash.

If he faced Caesar now, Luo Feng couldn't imagine that he could kill him with one punch without using his own blood.

"Time flies so fast," Luo Feng slashed his sword through the air.

The void actually left a trace.

It has to be said that it is very sharp. Although it is stained with rust, the sharpness exceeds Luo Feng's imagination.

"I wonder who will break first if this broadsword or my black-edged dagger is cut against each other?"

When this idea appeared, Luo Feng shook his head.

The black-edged dagger is a treasure, and this broadsword is also extremely extraordinary. If both sides are broken, I will go crazy.

At that moment, Luo Feng planned to put the sword into his wrist guard.

But at this moment, an unexpected surprise occurred to Luo Feng.

The bronze tower pendant worn on Luo Feng's neck shook violently, and an unpretentious light surged out.

The next moment, the sword in Luo Feng's hand was actually taken away by it.

At this time, several crows passed by Luo Feng's head. Their eyes widened and they stared blankly at the nothing in their hands.

The next second, Luo Feng was the first to react.

"Your uncle, if you dare to snatch the treasure from my hands, return my knife to me. I paid for this with my life. Spit it out!"

The bronze tower pendant didn't react at all, as if it didn't do any of this.

"Only I pick up other people's leaks, but no one dares to pick up mine and spit it out..."

"Rumble..."

A violent explosion in the distance disturbed the peace of this space.

A violent impact finally broke into this paradise.

The red-haired male lion was suppressed by a huge black millstone and crashed into this lush green land.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the Holy Master of the Jiang family and others coming to kill them. Each of them had countless secrets in their hands, and various treasures, semi-artifacts, and sub-artifacts emerged one after another.
Chapter completed!