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Bai Tang stood quietly outside the hall, and there was a trace of calm on the beautiful face of Gujing Bubo. Since she brought Lin Feng into the Qiankun Holy Pillar Hall, she naturally had to take responsibility.

After all, Lin Feng was not a white-tailed human race.

"I don't know how long he'll be in there." Bai Tang's beautiful eyes glanced at the shining sword holy pillar, the first time the Bailun tribesmen entered it was a day, the second time was half a month, and the third time was about a year.

The stronger the soul ability, the longer it will take to enter.

Of course, this day is a day outside, not a day in the Qiankun Holy Pillar, in the Qiankun Holy Pillar, if you really want to calculate the time, one day is at least equivalent to a hundred years.

Closing his eyes, Bai Tang also entered a state of cultivation.

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At this time, Lin Feng, after leaving the knife mound, quickly found the second treasure land.

It was a vast desert, the wind howled, blowing the sand and fluttering, condensing into a sand shadow in the void, the sand fluttering contained the truth of heaven and earth, the domineering of the wind and the sand condensed, simple, but deeply reflected in the mind.

"Wow~" Lin Feng's eyes twitched.

As soon as his body moved, a grain of sand converged into a figure, and the domineering wind became a war knife in his hand, Lin Feng quickly entered the state, although there was no knife in his hand, but his body movements implied knife intent.

Swinging the knife again and again, it is faintly in line with this desert world.

Scold! Scold! Scold!

The yellow sand in the sky, wrapped in a black figure, slowly passed through, Lin Feng's eyes were bright, but he had already understood the true meaning of this wind and sand knife technique, although he had not mastered the knife technique, but it didn't matter whether he mastered it or not.

This set of knife techniques is not very powerful, it belongs to the 'guiding knife technique', and the purpose of the practice is to make people feel a trace of the heavenly way of the knife.

His own realm has already been reached.

"It seems to be gradual." Lin Feng gradually understood in his heart that it was no wonder that a tiger entered twice, each time it just broke through one layer. The first layer is the knife heart, which is derived from the knife mound; The second layer is the aeolian sand knife method, which originates from the desert.

So the third layer......

"Heavenly Dao Threshold." Lin Feng's eyes flickered.

I don't know how long I walked forward, and finally I passed through the desert and came to a volcanic field that shook violently, and the volcanoes were like fire-breathing monsters, spewing terrible magma with a bang, and everywhere they passed were burned to ashes and turned into nothingness.

There are countless volcanoes, each one different.

Some stand tall, some are short and flat, some are higher than the sky, and some are scattered like flowers, Lin Feng stands in the land of magma, not eroded by magma, and a pair of eyes are firmly staring at the volcanoes in front of him.

The heart, completely immersed in it.

Much like the previous Wind and Sand Knife Technique, the volcanic jet here is also a guiding knife technique. Lin Feng stood quietly, watching intently as the volcano erupted, again and again.

Every time, it's a cycle.

It's like a knife technique that turns into a volcanic eruption, and the knife technique is slowed down tens of thousands of times, and the details are completely magnified, making it easier to observe and comprehend.

"Volcano Knife Technique." Illusory shadows appeared in Lin Feng's mind, but they were difficult to form.

He knew that this was because the sword technique realm was not enough, just like just now in that boundless desert, he had mastered a trace of the Heavenly Dao of the sword, so he could simulate the true meaning of the wind and sand knife technique.

But here, the realm is too different.

Therefore, the knife method cannot be formed.

"Click!" "Whew!" Lin Feng's hands changed rapidly, his feet moved, a pair of eyes never left the volcano, and every time he saw turned into movements, he kept experimenting and pondering.

Again, again.

If he felt it, Lin Feng was happy, if he couldn't feel it, his brows were sometimes tight, in this no-man's world, Lin Feng slowly comprehended the knife technique, and his heart was not distracted.

The passage of time is like a drop of rain, very slow, very slow.

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North Continent, in a secluded valley.

The surrounding area is full of orchid trees, which greatly weakens and blocks the spatial energy, and there are seventeen strong people gathered in the valley, human race, demon race and demon race, but it is not the race of the Tengqi Continent, but the powerhouse of the galaxy.

"The fact that everyone is here today and still alive proves that they know something about this place." It was a silver-haired man with red eyelids and an evil figure with a demonic aura, but with a human appearance.

Yi Qing, a super powerhouse of the Extremely Evil Empire.

The two races are mixed, and the Galaxy Saint King is ranked 24th, and his strength is quite terrifying.

"This is an unknown world, and legend has it that there is a six-winged man, surpassing the existence of the Saint King's powerhouse." The Black Killing Saint King said in a deep voice.

"Not only the Winged Human Race, but also other human races here, the River Demon Clan, all have Black Domain Controllers." A pitch-black figure said.

"This is the Tengqi Continent, and we are located on the North Continent, a place of extreme chaos." An old man with a wrinkled face spoke in a dark voice.

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused a heated discussion.

"The Wind Decay Saint King seems to know a lot?" Yi Qinghong's eyelids were raised, and the voice of evil qi sounded faintly.

"I just happened to enter the 'Yuren City', so I know... A little more than you guys. "The Wind Decay Saint King is the old man in the last years of the wind candle, his face is full of wrinkles and tight, and it seems that the limit is coming.

Yuren City?

It was the first time everyone heard this name, and they immediately became curious and discussed.

"I wonder if the Wind Decay Saint King can share a thing or two?" A glint flashed in Yi Qing's eyes.

The Wind Decay Saint King's voice was hoarse and low: "There is nothing to share, Yuren City is not difficult to find, as long as you can bump into the terrans of the North Continent, you can know the location of Yu Ren City, which is the gathering place of the human race of the North Continent." ”

"In the Tengqi Continent, the human race has gradually changed since its glory and was replaced by the Winged Terran Race, and now the Winged Terran is the dominant family, and the humans and the demon clan are surviving."

"These are not secrets, you will know as soon as you enter Yuren City."

The Wind Decay Saint King coughed violently as he spoke, his face pale and his eyes narrowed as if he was tired.

The Holy Kings nodded suddenly.

Yi Qing smiled coldly, and his brilliant gaze swept over everyone: "Everyone has seen, here we are weak, and it is difficult to make a splash with our own strength, I might as well tell you that the weakest human race in the North Continent, any race, is stronger than us!" ”

"In the Tengqi Continent, we, the Holy Kings from the galaxy, are nothing at all."

"During this period, all the holy kings died and fled, and less than a hundred survived, but the survival of the fittest, this is the reality. Even if we don't die here, in 11 epochs we will all die with the galactic super-black hole. ”

Yi Qing's eyes were blazing, hiding a bit of ambition: "But I can tell you for sure——"

"Stay here, we won't die!"

"Even if the galactic super black hole is destroyed, we will survive."

"Because it's ......" (To be continued.) )