Snort!

Countless sword shadows fell on the stone carving demon tiger, sparks flew in all directions, raising a series of gold and iron fragments, scattered in the air.

"This sword technique ......" The stone carving demon tiger only had time to make this sound, and then it fell completely silent.

Seeing this, Ling Feng's knife momentum continued unabated, and he slashed and slashed for an unknown number of times, the huge stone carving demon tiger, as if it had been skinned by Ling Feng, became smaller layer by layer, and in the end, there was actually nothing left, and it was all chopped into powder by Ling Feng with the Flame Yang Knife.

Shengsheng slashed a stone sculpture without a trace, Ling Feng didn't stop, his body was vertical, and he rushed towards another stone carving.

This is a stone sculpture like a flying bird and a monster, a pair of wings are four or five zhang wide, and the sharp claws are tightly grasped on the ground, as soon as he finds Ling Feng rushing over, he suddenly shook violently, let out a scream, the wings flapped, and its feathers fell on the ground, all of which smashed out of the pit.

Ling Feng didn't hesitate at all, as soon as the Flame Knife Technique came out, the Flame Sun Knife slashed down fiercely.

One person and one psychic stone carving, the two instantly fought together.

However, in just a few moments, the stone carving bird became smaller and smaller, and gradually lost its momentum, and was finally smashed by Ling Feng's sword.

After killing the two psychic stone sculptures, Ling Feng still had no intention of stopping, smiled lightly with a calm face, and rushed towards the third stone sculpture.

With Ling Feng's vigorous vitality, he could confront the master of the Tongda Realm when he was in the realm, and at this time, he was also promoted to the Tongda realm, and his strength could be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, and there was no restriction that he could not increase his strength.

Every time he swung his sword, he communicated with heaven and earth, attracted aura, and continuously integrated into his body. The vitality in his body is growing rapidly like this.

Dealing with a mere stone carving demon beast, naturally there will be no exhaustion.

"Huh?"

When Ling Feng was about to rush to the third demon beast, his heart moved, and a smile appeared on his face, and he didn't know what he thought.

Then, seeing Ling Feng once again cast the Flame Knife Technique, slashing at the stone carving demon beast again and again, the other party actually didn't react, he was completely subdued by Ling Feng's sword technique, and he froze there motionlessly, and his sexual spirit was hidden deep in the depths of the stone carving, as if he was waiting for death.

However, for this stone carving, Ling Feng did not "kill it all", he cut it left and picked it right, as if he was re-carving the stone carving, and after a while, a new stone carving demon beast appeared.

Neither like a tiger nor a lion, it's completely a four-headed elephant.

Ling Feng's sword momentum in his hand stopped for a moment, seeing that this stone carving demon beast seemed to have acquiesced to his appearance at this time, and did not make any counterattack, he nodded with a smile, and rushed towards the fourth demon beast stone sculpture.

Block 5, Block 6......

One by one, the stone carvings became the target of Ling Feng's knife practice. And every stone carving, after Ling Feng passed, would take on a different appearance, turning into a kind of demon beast that had never appeared in the monk world.

And if these demon beast stone carvings can be stored on Wangjin Peak safe and sound, over time, they will receive the baptism of aura here all year round, perhaps, after hundreds of thousands of years, they will cultivate into real demon beasts.

In this way, there are new demon beast species in the monk world.

In fact, on the Three Emperor Stars, it is not uncommon to use stone carvings to create new demon beast species. Even wood carvings, jade carvings, etc., after a long period of moisture with a large amount of aura, they will gradually have spirituality, and then incarnate into real demon beasts.

In addition, paintings, texts, songs, etc., as long as they can be nourished by aura, over time, they may produce sexual spirits and conjure strange creatures such as monsters and demons. For example, in a painting, in which a demon beast or a human is depicted, after being nourished by the aura, the demon beast, the human will imperceptibly cultivate in it, and I don't know how many years later, it may come out of the painting directly.

A text depicts some kind of monster or monster that doesn't exist at all, and is familiar with fantasy, etc., and if it can be nourished by aura, the text will also change and become a spirit or something.

Ling Feng was very interested when he heard Xinglong tell such a legendary story, and after thinking about it, he practiced with the demon beast stone carving in this cultivation mansion to see if he could give birth to a demon beast carved by himself.

The cultivation mansion covers an extremely wide area, there are almost hundreds of demon beast stone carvings, Ling Feng is not too tired, one after another carving, not only completing his own ideas, carving out a new demon beast image, but also honing the fire knife technique, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

After seven or eight hours, Ling Feng had changed all the demon beast stone carvings in the cultivation mansion, and at this point, he had finally stopped refining the Flame Sword Technique, and sat cross-legged on the ground, with a lot of light and shadow flowing in his mind, quickly summarizing his cultivation experience in the past seven or eight hours.

Moving and still, releasing and restrained, also moving and thinking, Ling Feng's cultivation progressed very quickly in this cultivation state, and it could be said that he did not waste a moment of time.

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Feng gained a lot of new understandings, what was still lacking in this hand knife technique, how could that hand knife technique be more accurate, etc., Ling Feng thought of a countermeasure.

He took a deep breath and walked together, about to practice the Flame Sword Technique again to verify his newly acquired comprehension.

"Ling Feng ......"

But at this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from the sky above the cultivation mansion.

Ling Feng smiled, looked up, and said very heartily, "Qin Yao, you're here." ”

The woman who came was Qin Yao.

Call......

The body fell from the sky, as soon as Qin Yao stood on the ground of Ling Feng's cultivation mansion, he looked at Ling Feng for a moment, and found that the other party's temperament had changed, and he seemed to have made a lot of progress in cultivation.

Immediately afterward, Qin Yao turned his gaze and was attracted by the "unrecognizable" demon beast stone carvings in the cultivation mansion.

Originally, in the cultivation mansion of hundreds of thousands of peripheral disciples of Wangjin Peak, the stone carvings of demon beasts stored were all similar. It was made by the same carvers.

Therefore, as soon as Qin Yao saw the demon beast stone carvings in Ling Feng's mansion, he immediately found that those stone carvings had all changed, and they were not at all different from the demon beast stone carvings in other cultivation mansions.

"This ......" Qin Yao withdrew his gaze from those strange demon beast stone carvings and looked at Ling Feng with a look of surprise.

"yes, I was about to tell you. You see, the stone carvings of the demon beasts in my cultivation mansion, how can they look like this, they are completely different from the stone carvings in the mansions of other disciples. Ling Feng touched his nose and pretended not to know.

"I thought you did it."

Qin Yao rolled her eyes and looked at Ling Feng with a funny expression.

She knew that the unrecognizable demon beast stone carvings in this mansion must be related to Ling Feng. However, since the other party did not want to admit it, she had no idea of dwelling on this issue with him.

However, Qin Yao looked at Ling Feng, whose temperament was different from yesterday, and suddenly his eyes moved, as if he had thought of something, and asked with a smile: "Looking at your radiant appearance, the cultivation of sword and sword skills is not bad, right?" ”

"I haven't had time to practice my swordsmanship yet. I only practiced my sword technique a little. Ling Feng said nonchalantly.

"Oh?"

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then looked Ling Feng up and down, and said in a skeptical tone, "Just cultivating the sword technique? I'm afraid, it's more than that, right? When you left the princess hall yesterday, you weren't like this. ”

"Really?"

Ling Feng looked helpless, "After cultivating all night in a row, there may be some physical strength that has decreased, and the spirit is not very good. ”

"Your stamina is declining?"

Qin Yao showed a look of not believing that she had been killed, and said in surprise.

She had been in contact with Ling Feng for a long time, and she could guess what kind of strength the other party had. To say that Ling Feng's physical strength would decrease after cultivating overnight, Qin Yao would not believe anything he said.

But the depth of this female city is not comparable to ordinary people. She didn't argue with Ling Feng about anything, she changed her words and said lightly: "Yesterday, a loud roar suddenly sounded on Wangjin Peak, and I don't know who did it. However, many monks speculated that it should be the work of the monk who had just been promoted to the outer disciples, and the other party was likely to be the strongest of these new disciples. ”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yao smiled lightly, and without giving Ling Feng a chance to reply, he flew up directly and escaped into the sky.

Ling Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, secretly sighing at this woman's cleverness. Then he released his vitality, shook his whole body, and flew to the other party's side in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, according to yesterday's agreement, Ling Feng and Qin Yao were going to the Zili Wasteland in the northern part of the Zili Dynasty, where they would suppress the idle monks who wantonly hunted the cold elephants of the Wasteland.

The cultivation of the two of them was unfathomable among the monks of the Tongda Realm, and it didn't take long for them to fly away from the vicinity of Mount Kongo and reach the sky above several human dynasties.

The streets of the dynasty are full of ordinary people, bustling, doing business, selling coolies, planting crops in the fields, fighting at the door of the restaurant, and showing off the flowers and branches outside the brothel to attract customers......

All kinds of people swept by Ling Feng's sight one by one.

He thought about it for a moment, and he actually felt a little pity for those people. lives a routine life all day long, rushes around every day to make a living, boring and boring, and repeats those trivial things all his life.

For a whole lifetime, you may not even be able to get out of your own city and town, let alone see the entire dynasty, or even other countries outside your own dynasty.

As for Ling Feng himself, on the way to the northern wasteland of the Zili Dynasty, he could fly over a country in almost a quarter of an hour, witnessing all kinds of big and small things happening in the entire country.

That's the gap.

To become a monk is a height, a sublimation of life, and an unfettered freedom. Ordinary people, no matter what, can't understand it.

Just when Ling Feng sighed slightly, he and Qin Yao had already unknowingly flown over more than a dozen dynasties.

On the ground, some quite distinctive buildings began to appear, with white walls, minarets, castles, grasslands, cattle and sheep, scattered and scattered.

This is the Zili Dynasty.

Seeing everything in front of him, Qin Yao's face showed a hint of complexity, and many memories were born in his mind.

"You've been to the Zili Dynasty, haven't you?" Ling Feng noticed the other party's expression and asked casually.

"I grew up here......

Qin Yao looked at the ground with both eyes, a slight confusion in his eyes, and the whole person was deeply immersed in the memories of the past. As soon as she heard what Ling Feng said, she replied without thinking.

But after saying a word, Qin Yao seemed to think of something, her voice gradually became smaller, and finally she fell silent and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Ling Feng's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't ask any further questions.

"That's the Purple Wasteland."

A moment later, a vast wasteland appeared in front of him, with few trees and only a thin layer of barren grass on the ground, which was faintly grayish-white. It was frost. Ling Feng said as he looked around and seriously looked at this wasteland.

Purple away from the wasteland, the climate is cold. The large demon beasts that live here are basically only one kind of wasteland cold elephant.

Every once in a while, people from the sect will come here to catch the cold elephant of the wasteland, and use its elephant skin, elephant bone, elephant gall, ivory and so on to refine the elixir or magic weapon. Under the regular maintenance of the Kongo Gate, the wilderness cold elephants here are not uncommon.

But at a glance, the nearby wasteland was empty, only a dozen miles away, and a few huge wasteland cold elephants comparable to small mountains appeared scattered around, galloping rapidly, bringing up dust dozens of feet high, floating all over the sky.