The moment he entered the ruins of the king, Xing Feng felt that he seemed to be perceived by a powerful prohibition, and then disappeared without a trace, which may be the prohibition that Chen Lao said, specifically restricting the cultivation of martial artists above the Spirit Condensation Realm.

After entering the ruins of the king, what catches your eye is the gray sky, surrounded by barrenness, and from time to time there is a cold wind, cold and biting, dusty, giving people an extremely oppressive feeling.

Xing Feng found that after his eyesight entered the ruins of the king, he could only see a range of 100 meters, and then tried to use his soul power to explore the surrounding space, but found that his soul power perception was only one-tenth of that of the outside world, and he could only perceive a range within one kilometer, and there was also a trace of sword intent in the cold wind, so he had to use spiritual power to resist the erosion of sword intent.

Sword intent is the idea that a sword cultivator feels when he is cultivating, this kind of idea will make the warrior have a certain connection with the sword, so that he can release a special energy through this thought, this energy can improve all his physical limits, such as speed, strength, defense, and so on all the abilities he has, and this energy can also exert coercion on other martial artists and erode the body of the martial artist.

Xing Feng took out the communication spirit treasure given by Jiang Shiqi before, looked at it carefully, but found that he didn't know how to use it, this communication spirit treasure did not have any spiritual power fluctuations, nor did the soul power fluctuation, Xing Feng tried to use spiritual power to urge, but found that there was no response, and then used soul power to urge, still no response.

"Hey!" sighed, then took back the space ring, thinking, this Jiang Shiqi is really, really I can do anything, give a communication spirit treasure without saying how to use it, like a piece of scrap iron, it has no effect at all.

What Xing Feng didn't know was that the value of the communication spirit treasure was very high, just take the one given to him by Jiang Shiqi as an example, it was worth 300,000 low-grade spirit stones, and he couldn't find ten communication spirit treasures in the entire Heavenly Sword Mansion.

Xing Feng retracted his thoughts, looked around, and casually chose a direction to move forward, the spiritual energy in this space was thin, and he didn't dare to consume excessive spiritual power, in case he encountered danger and couldn't deal with it.

He only has five thousand lower-grade spirit stones in his space ring, which is still what is left when he used it to break through the condensation realm, in such a thin aura of the king's ruins, the spirit stones are the only thing that can replenish the spiritual power, so at this time, the punishment wind can only rely on his own legs to walk in the king's ruins.

After walking for most of the day, Xing Feng was stunned that he did not find a single martial artist, he estimated that the warriors who entered the ruins of the king this time were at least more than 20,000 warriors, and now they did not find any of them, obviously the space of this ruins of the king is very large, beyond the imagination of Xing Feng.

"If you enter my ruins, you will have the opportunity to obtain my inheritance, and now the first level of trial begins, the winner lives, and the loser dies. ”

Just as Xingfeng was walking aimlessly, suddenly a loud and vicissitudes of life came from the gray sky.

"Could it be that the owner of this king's ruin is not dead? An ancient sword king has survived to this day? Tens of thousands of years have passed since the ancient period. Xing Feng said secretly in his heart.

According to the current martial artist realm, the lifespan of a high-level martial artist in the Pioneer Realm is one hundred and twenty years, the lifespan of a high-level martial artist in the Condensation Realm is two hundred and fifty years, the lifespan of a high-level martial artist in the Condensation Realm is five hundred years, the lifespan of a nine-fold martial artist in the Psychic Realm is two thousand five hundred years, and the lifespan ,——of a nine-fold martial artist in the Earth Mystery Realm is more than six thousand years.

Just when Xing Feng sighed, he suddenly found that many first-order demon beasts appeared on the flat ground around him, the number was as many as thousands, and they all looked at him with fierce eyes. ”

"Kill!"

Xing Feng shouted loudly and rushed towards the group of demon beasts, he didn't use his spiritual power, because he knew that the next trial was estimated to be even more difficult, the spirit stone of the space ring was the guarantee of his life, he didn't dare to consume spiritual power casually, after the second layer of cultivation of the Dao Xuan Gong Method, Xing Feng also wanted to know, where was his limit?

Although the speed of the punishment wind is not blessed by spiritual power, the speed is also very fast, the body is like a ghost, quickly shuttling through the group of demon beasts, and the sword in his hand is as accurate as a streamer stabbing the throat of the demon beast.

The blood boiling of the current punishment wind seems to have stimulated some instincts in his body, in just a quarter of an hour, there are already hundreds of demon beasts that died under the sword of the god of punishment, he did not stop the movements of his hand, and still harvested the life of this demon beast in the demon beast group, sparing it like a wolf entering the flock.

All the warriors who entered the ruins of the king have encountered a group of demon beasts, but the number of demon beasts is much smaller, the least is only a dozen demon beasts, and the most is more than 3,000 demon beasts, but not every martial artist can kill demon beasts so easily like the punishment wind, in this first level of trial, nearly a thousand warriors have been killed by demon beasts, and there are no bones.

At the same time, in the other direction of the space of the king's ruins, a girl looked at the demon beast group in front of her with a calm face, the number of demon beasts in this demon beast group was more than the demon beast group encountered by Xing Feng, reaching more than three thousand, and suddenly I saw the girl's body move, and more than half of the demon beast group was killed and injured, if Xing Feng was here, he would recognize that this girl was Jiang Shiqi, who was the first day ,—— Heavenly Sword Mansion.

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When Xing Feng was in the Sword Gate, he practiced a lot of swordsmanship, and he was able to use them all at this time, where the Sword of the Divine Sword passed, the demon beast did not have the slightest resistance, Xing Feng felt that the sword king of this ruins, whether the first level set was too simple, the first-order demon beast would not pose any threat to the Spirit Condensation Realm martial artists, even if it was a little more numerous, but for the Spirit Condensing Realm martial artists, as long as the spiritual power was consumed, it could be solved.

And there are so many warriors who have entered the ruins this time, and the ancient sword king has gone there to get so many demon beasts, although the ruins have only been opened for a month after thirty years, but the trial of the first level will have millions of demon beasts, even if it is the ancient sword king, there is no such background.

"Forget it. "When he can practice, he should seize the time, and it is pointless to think so much, and he doesn't need to worry about it.

The second layer of the Dao Xuan Gong Method, refining the body for the punishment wind, at this time, it really reflected that the refining body had greatly improved his strength, and he found that after refining the body, there was a feeling that he had been unable to exhaust his strength.

The speed at which Xingfeng killed the demon beasts slowed down, and at this time, there were still more than two hundred demon beasts left in the demon beast group on the flat ground, and he planned to confront the demon beasts with his bare hands, and after retracting the Divine Sword, Xingfeng looked at the oncoming demon beast attack, and suddenly threw a punch, blocking the attack of the demon beast, and also heard the sound of broken bones.

Relying on the strength and strength of the body, the torture wind can actually break the bones of the demon beast, the body of the demon beast has always been known for its strength, but now the torture wind has broken its bones, it can be seen that the current strength of the torture wind is no worse than that of the first-order demon beast.