The demon monks present were all willing to follow Shen Feng and go together to crusade against the demon slaying Zhao family, the number one force in the middle realm.

Of course, they also swore with the heart of martial arts that they would not tell what happened today until the Demon Suppression Zhao family was destroyed.

Including the Shadowless Immortal Emperor, he also swore extremely seriously with his martial arts heart.

Shen Feng, covered in blood, fell from the sky.

When Feng Qiande, Wu Wanxu and others saw this, they appeared beside him for the first time, and Feng Shiya held his arm.

Shen Feng looked at the Shadowless Immortal Emperor and the other Demon Dao cultivators, and said, "Everyone, I can guarantee that if I destroy the Demon Descending Zhao Family in the future and ascend to the peak of the Middle Realm, I will let the Demon Dao and the Righteous Path coexist peacefully, and there will be no more distinction between the Demon Dao and the Righteous Path in the future!"

"When I take the sky as paper and announce it to the world, it will be the day when I attack the demon Zhao family. ”

Hear the words.

The Demon Dao monks present did not stay for a long time, knowing that Shen Feng needed to heal and recuperate, and prepared to go back and wait for news.

One by one, the sect masters, family masters, and ancestors of the demon Dao forces all respectfully bid farewell to Shen Feng in turn.

After the Shadowless Immortal Emperor saw that the rest of the demon Dao forces had all left, he also said: "Shen Daoyou, the next time we meet, I believe that your combat power will definitely increase a lot, and the old man will not disturb you to recuperate!"

Shen Feng casually said a few polite words to the Shadowless Immortal Emperor.

Liu Qingxue bit her lip and said: "Before, you said that you wanted to become the master of the demon path, I thought you were extremely arrogant, but now I know that it is my own frog at the bottom of the well, I believe that you can destroy the demon Zhao family!"

"From the beginning of my memory to now, you are the best and most attractive man I have ever met!"

Shen Feng looked at Liu Qingxue with a strange expression, is this a way to confess?

Liu Qingxue's cheeks were slightly red, and she stepped directly into the air and followed behind the Shadowless Immortal Emperor, while Lu Ying looked at Shen Feng reluctantly, and bowed again and again: "Senior Xiaoyao, you have always been the person I admire the most in my heart, Zhao Yangyue will definitely be trampled under your feet, you will definitely be able to change the situation in the Middle Realm!"

Shen Feng smiled slightly at Lu Ying's girl.

After the Shadowless Immortal Emperor and the others of the Ethereal Sect left, only Shen Feng and Wu Wanxu and the others remained, as well as the elders and disciples of the Blood Spring Divine Sect.

Wu Wanxu shouted with tears in his eyes: "Master!"

Shen Feng hadn't admitted Wu Wanxu's apprentice before, after all, he had just pointed at the old man on the refining weapon.

Now that they meet again, Shen Feng also has a lot of emotion in his heart, and after admitting him as an apprentice, he nodded, and said, "When I recover from my injuries, let's talk about the old days!"

Seeing that Shen Feng admitted that he was an apprentice, Wu Wanxu was even more anxiously excited, he waited for this day for too long, too long, and hurriedly said: "Master, it is important for you to recover from your injuries, and we will deal with the rest for you first." ”

Then, with the palm of his hand, a rectangular wooden box was suspended in the air in front of him, and when he opened it, he saw a silver-white long sword placed in it.

Shen Feng was stunned for a moment and said, "Xuanling Sword?"

Wu Wanxu replied: "Master, this is your Xuanling Sword, when your small world was destroyed, and the whereabouts of many of the immortal weapons you refined are unknown, this Xuanling Sword was obtained by me by coincidence, and it has been kept for you." ”

The Xuanling Sword belongs to the top-grade immortal weapon.

The Zangfeng Sword that Shen Feng once recovered was just a medium-grade immortal weapon.

The levels of immortal weapons are divided into magic weapons, spiritual weapons, treasure weapons, and immortal weapons.

Each level of weapons is divided into, Lower, Medium, Upper and Heaven!

This Xuanling Sword is a high-grade immortal weapon that Shen Feng is more satisfied with, stretching out his right hand, the moment he holds this sword in his hand.

The brilliance on the sword body suddenly skyrocketed, and the sword aura soared to the sky!

Xuanling Sword felt the return of his master, and it kept trembling in Shen Feng's hand, and the sharp sword qi overflowed in the air, prompting Feng Qiande, Wu Wanxu and the others to take many steps back.

Shen Feng thanked Wu Wanxu.

Then, he stepped directly into the air in the Blood Spring Divine Sect, preparing to find a quiet place to heal, and leave the rest to Feng Qiande and the others, he was absolutely relieved.

After finding a quieter courtyard.

Shen Feng took out a wooden bucket, filled it with fairy water, and soaked the whole person directly in it.

This time, he really suffered a lot of injuries in his body, and coupled with the source fire that forcibly cast the Perfection Realm, it brought a serious burden to his body.

The moment he was immersed in the fairy water, Shen Feng immediately felt a feeling of refreshment all over his body.

Before, he hadn't checked the changes in the blood-red ring and black dots.

Now when he was healing, he was idle anyway, and the power of divine thought instantly penetrated into the blood-red ring.

The Imperial Divine Tree, the Heavenly Blood Ginseng Tree, and the Huangquan Immortal Tree inside are growing very well, and this time the changes inside are not very big, and even the space has not expanded.

However, Shen Feng faintly felt that the space on the upper floor seemed to be about to be opened autonomously.

Inside this blood-red ring, there should be several spaces, and now Shen Feng can only use the lowest space.

Tried to use the power of divine thoughts to penetrate the upper layer of space, but unfortunately, Shen Feng still couldn't sense anything, and it seemed that he could only wait for the upper layer of space to fully open on its own.

The power of divine thoughts spreads in the underlying space.

After a while.

He finally noticed what had changed, and there was one more thing in the north direction.

It's like a book, a book made of metal!

Shen Feng was sure that there was absolutely no book made of metal here, and the space inside the blood-red ring must be connected somewhere.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took the book out of the blood-red ring.

Shen Feng suddenly felt his hand sink suddenly, almost pressing his whole body into the bottom of the barrel, and after he burst out with all his strength, he barely managed to hold the book made of metal steadily.

After taking a deep breath, Shen Feng's face was full of shock, this book made of metal was inevitably too heavy!

Adjusted his breathing.

The aura in Shen Feng's body surged, bursting out with extreme power, and then slowly opened the book.

This book made of metal has only one page in it, what a strange book this is!

At a glance, on this page, a type of sword moves was recorded, and it was clearly just a broken sword spectrum!

What is the use of just a sword move?

When Shen Feng wanted to casually throw it back into the blood-red ring, his face suddenly changed, his eyes were staring at this sword move tightly, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

He felt that his divine thoughts, and even his own consciousness, had entered this page, and he was immersed in the changes of this style of sword move.

Over time, slowly.

The expression on Shen Feng's face kept changing, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, maybe he was too engaged, and he didn't feel that the fairy water in the wooden barrel was actually boiling on its own, and there was a rich sword qi and sword intent swirling inside.

A small sword condensed from spiritual energy, in the water of the fairy, surrounded Shen Feng's body, and the space behind him was distorted, and the phantom of a giant sword faintly appeared!