Chapter 360: Trapping Immortal Sword
You're very good, the best swordsman I've ever met since my last master died. Your sword intent is pure, but it's also a lot, accept me. The little boy walked up to Li Feng and stretched out his hand.
When the monks were choosing weapons, these weapons were also choosing monks, and this little boy chose Li Feng.
The moment Li Feng came in, all the sword weapons in the second layer were trembling, they were just to be able to fight with Li Feng, the straw bales were not qualified to use them, but Li Feng had this qualification.
Li Feng glanced at the little boy and shook his head, "You're not qualified enough." ”
The little boy was immediately furious, he was able to pull Li Feng into his own machine spirit space, and he was the first, it was conceivable that his grade was so high, he was definitely the best in the second layer of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.
"Why do you still want to do it?"
Li Feng indifferently looked at the countless sword qi that appeared beside the little boy.
"Hmph, accept me, live or die!"
As soon as the little boy waved, countless sword qi flew in front of Li Feng, forcing Li Feng and the little boy to sign a contract.
But what kind of person Li Feng is, the machine spirit space can be seen as whether a person's willpower is strong or not, the stronger the will, the stronger the strength shown in the machine spirit space.
If it was in the outside world, this little boy would not be his opponent by virtue of his body, but in the machine spirit space, this little boy, Li Feng only needed to raise his hand to defeat him.
Four long swords appeared behind Li Feng, and these four long swords, each with their names engraved on the hilt, Zhu Immortal, Absolute Immortal, Killing Immortal, Trapping Immortal, the violent and ancient sword intent impacted the little boy's instrument spirit space.
This machine spirit space couldn't withstand Li Feng's will, and countless cracks appeared.
"Stop! I'll let you go, let you go. ”
The little boy looked at the collapsed machine spirit space, was very shocked, and begged for mercy in fear.
Li Feng didn't want to entangle with this little boy more, if there was no suitable sword for him on the third layer of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, Li Feng didn't mind taking this little boy for his own use.
Of course, only the little boy was forced to sign the contract.
One of the advantages of being in the Divine Weapon Pavilion is that the machine spirit can only drag the monk into the machine spirit space and attack the god soul by means of attacking it, rather than relying on the ontology to attack in the outside world.
Otherwise, there would be fights everywhere in the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and the Refining Weapon Sect would not be able to let the weak monks come in at all.
Li Feng's consciousness detached from the machine spirit space, and he saw the little boy's body, an eight-sided Han sword about one meter and two long, full of murderous aura, a killing sword that had been on the battlefield for a long time.
Such a machine spirit is not raised by the master, but killed.
Machine spirits also have a lot of exquisiteness, relying on the blood of living beings and life to be born of machine spirits, known as killing spirits, this kind of machine spirits are generally powerful and cruel, and they are very likely to backfire against the master, but if the master has enough ability to suppress it, this is not a problem.
Relying on getting along with the previous master day and night, the machine spirit born through the nourishment of the aura is generally relatively mild, suitable for the vast majority of monks, these machine spirits can be recognized by them as long as the person with a pure heart, or the monk who has the same smell as the previous master.
There is also a kind of machine spirit that is born and raised, most of these machine spirits are unconscious, they need the education of their masters, and they are usually the most capable, and they may be killed by the machine spirits if they are not careful, because even the machine spirits cannot control their own power.
There is also a kind of demon soldier called demon soldier, that is, the demon soldier that the disciples of the Refining Sect have evil thoughts in their hearts and then devour the disciples of the Refining Weapon Sect, or the parasitic power of evil demons.
What Li Feng wanted to find was a natural and earthly weapon spirit, such a sword could perfectly connect the general trend of heaven and earth, and exert unparalleled combat effectiveness.
Li Feng glanced at the entire second floor of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, the strongest was the little boy just now, but he had no way to enter Li Feng's eyes.
Li Feng walked to the third layer, and as soon as he went up to the third layer of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, Li Feng only felt that his divine soul was impacted by a strong will, and when he was caught off guard, Li Feng was dizzy, and there were bursts of stabbing pain in his head.
This is a manifestation of damage to the soul.
Even if he was injured, he couldn't hide the frenzy in Li Feng's eyes, he actually saw a sword that he was extremely familiar with, familiar enough to clear every trace of lines on it in the third layer of the Divine Weapon Pavilion!
In the center of the third floor of the Divine Weapon Pavilion was an extremely simple ancient sword, this ancient sword looked rusty as if it was a broken sword, but Li Feng knew that it was waiting for its true owner.
This ancient sword is in the center of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, there are only seven divine weapons on the entire third floor, and the remaining six surround this ancient sword, like the stars and the moon, firmly supporting this sword in the middle.
Tianwu Sect has a total of four divine swords, and they are also four of the Tongtian Sword Classics practiced by Li Feng, one of which is on the sect master of Tianwu Sect, and the formation diagram is also on the sect master of Tianwu Sect.
The other three swords are missing, and the Tianwu Sect has been looking for the whereabouts of these four swords for thousands of years, but even if they have searched the entire Tianwai Immortal Sect, there is no trace of the other three swords.
And the one that appeared in front of Li Feng was one of the treasures of the Tianwu Sect, the Trapping Immortal Sword!
The birth of the four peerless swords has always been a mystery, and it is said that they were born in the original Hongmeng, relying on the four elephants, these four swords are claimed to be able to reshape the heavens and the earth.
The moment Li Feng saw the Trapping Immortal Sword, there was only one thought left in his mind that was to get this sword.
Li Feng withstood the impact of the six divine soldiers around him, and the road was just a dozen steps, but it seemed like he had walked for decades, and every step was extremely difficult.
Burst!
In the first few steps, Li Feng was still able to rely on his own will to support it, but after that, Li Feng's soul would be greatly damaged with every step he took.
"Open!"
Li Feng cast the Tongtian Sword Codex, and an ancient sword composed of sword qi and sword intent appeared behind Li Feng.
The Trapping Immortal Sword in the center, after sensing Li Feng's sword intent, kept trembling.
Li Feng only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and he entered a paradise with birds singing and flowers.
In the paradise, there is a small wooden house, and in front of the wooden house, there is a beautiful girl in a long blue dress.
She is the most beautiful woman Li Feng has ever seen, but the strange thing is that in front of such an extremely beautiful woman, people can't have a trace of evil thoughts, everything about her seems to be natural, and it should be like this.
"What generation are you?"
The woman spoke, and the voice was like a breeze close to her ears, indescribably comfortable.
"Disciple of Tianwu Sect, Li Feng. ”
"I ask you, how many generations are you. ”
Li Feng's answer was not what he asked, so the woman asked again.
Li Feng's face was bitter, he didn't know how many generations he was, this was a question that never appeared in his mind, and he didn't know how to answer it.