Xiao Feng didn't bother to pay attention to it at all, it was already different from the ancients, and the resources were already extremely lacking.

After a while, I found a few more pieces of Xuanyin Iron, which was enough to build a low-grade battle sword.

Xiao Feng didn't continue to look for Xuanyin Iron anymore, this was not a high-end product after all, and it was enough for him to be able to scrape together enough materials for a battle sword.

The closer I got to the center, the more intense the Yin Qi would become, and if I could cultivate in the core area, with the addition of the Fifth Order Spirit Gathering Array Disk, it would definitely increase my cultivation speed to an unimaginable level. Thinking of this, Xiao Feng headed towards the depths of the mysterious secret realm.

When more than 130 people are teleported in, they will be teleported to different areas, and in order to find the treasure of chance, all of them will go to the center of the area, and there is a great chance of meeting each other.

Therefore, Xiao Feng has always released his divine sense perception to prevent someone from ambushing and sneaking up.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng's divine sense suddenly sensed a cold aura coming, but he didn't sense any fluctuations in the breath of life.

Xiao Feng's figure flashed slightly, and he vaguely saw a vague black shadow rushing past him.

The probe grabbed it, the sword was held in his hand, and his divine sense swept over, and he saw that the black shadow was a ghost.

Yin Soul, which can also be called a ghost thing, is the best place to raise ghosts in the ancient martial arts to arrange formations to draw the power of heaven and earth to form the Extreme Yin Land.

Yin ghosts have no entity, they are good at soul attacks, devouring the soul qi and blood of living people, and after reaching a certain realm, they can give birth to a 'flesh' body, becoming no different from ordinary people.

Xiao Feng's divine consciousness locked this yin soul, the scattered soul breath is about equivalent to the Yuan Infant Triple, in this dim world, it appears and disappears, and it merges with the diffuse yin qi, like a fish in water.

"Whew!"

A sound wave like a wolf's howl spread.

It resounded directly in the sea of consciousness, but Xiao Feng's divine sense was comparable to the eightfold of the dollar baby, coupled with the cultivation of "Soul Condensation Xuangong", his divine sense was extremely condensed, and this level of soul attack could not shake his sea of consciousness at all.

Xiao Feng stood still, and the Yin Spirit thought that this human had been affected, and immediately pounced.

"Look for death!"

Xiao Feng snorted coldly, and directly reached out to grab it, and the blazing flames of his palms burned and rose.

Shrouded in flames, the yin qi emitted from its body was instantly devoured as soon as it touched the Netherworld Death Flame, causing it to immediately let out a terrified scream.

With a snort, the illusory form of the Yin Soul was directly incinerated, and Xiao Feng devoured the essence contained in the soul body, feeling that his true yuan had strengthened a little.

"Hehe, it's really a big supplement!"

With his cultivation, even if he takes the Refining Yuan Pill, it will be difficult for his cultivation to improve. After all, he had already taken a lot of Refining Yuan Pills, and the effect was getting weaker and weaker.

This mysterious secret realm is a sinister place for ordinary people, but for Xiao Feng, it is a paradise!

"Roar!"

At this moment, an angry roar came, and a dirt bag not far away exploded, and a humanoid ghost creature with a cloak of hair pounced on him, and the speed was very fast.

"Ghouls!"

Xiao Feng recognized the origin of the object at a glance.

The aura of this ghoul was comparable to that of the Yuan Infant Five, and the hideous face hung with two blood-colored fangs, and the roar it emitted was piercing and unpleasant.

Xiao Feng raised his hand and slashed out with a sword, the flames rose, and he used the Xuanyang White Flame to display his martial arts skills and refine the fire sword.

The breath of life emitted by the white flames of Xuanyang made the ghoul have an instinctive disgust, and the pitch-black claws raised and slapped directly towards the sword that Xiao Feng slashed in.

Rumble!

This sword slashed at the ghoul's claws, and the Xuanyang White Flame scorched the yin qi that instantly broke through the defenses of the ghoul's 'flesh' body, and the stinking black blood burst out.

The white flames of the sun are like maggots on tarsal bones, even if the ghouls are only contaminated with a little spark, they are constantly burning, making the ghouls howl in pain, and soon one of their claws will be burned to ashes.

Xiao Feng slashed out a few more swords, and with restraint and suppression, the ghoul had no power to resist at all.

After that, Xiao Feng continued to advance towards the depths of the Mysterious Secret Realm. When he encounters a Yin Soul along the way, he uses the Nether Death Flame to devour and refine and enhance his cultivation.

I don't know how long later, a special aura made Xiao Feng's footsteps suddenly stop.

This feeling is not so much the breath.

It is better to say that it is an artistic conception, a kind of martial intent, which contains the martial intent of the breath of death!

At this moment, Xiao Feng's heart was full of surprises, because martial arts cultivation comprehended martial intent, and it was generally extended according to the 'nature' of his own cultivation, for example, Yan Yue'er's cultivation of the flame true element, what he comprehended was the flame martial intent.

Those who practice swordsmanship comprehend sword intent, and those who cultivate Dao martial arts comprehend sword intent, and so on.

The martial intent that Xiao Feng felt at this moment contained a strong breath of death, making people feel as if they were in a desperate situation of death, and they couldn't live and die by themselves.

This martial intent is as sharp as a knife, and it should be the martial intent left by a strong man who cultivates swordsmanship.

"Taixuanmen is a big force in the Star Sea Realm, and there are masters who cultivate the power of life and death, and this martial intent should be left by a master who cultivates the power of death. Long Ming also felt the aura of martial intent.

Xiao Feng didn't notice the Star Sea Realm mentioned in Long Ming's mouth, and all his thoughts at the moment were already immersed in the spreading death sword intent.

As you move forward more and more, the power of death martial intent becomes clearer and stronger, and the invisible martial intent power makes people feel that they are on the verge of death.

Xiao Feng unleashed his sword killing martial intent, confronted the death sword intent, and comprehended the mystery of creating vitality, especially the mystery of focusing on the power of death.

He was immersed in this state of selflessness.

Long Ming used to be a powerhouse comparable to the Tribulation, although he fell to the Golden Pill because of the secret method of killing the heavens, but its realm was still there, and under the shroud of this death sword intent, it would not be affected by anything.

"This kid is immersed in the realm of selfless epiphany, and he has no defense against the outside world, do you want to take the opportunity to kill him?" Long Ming's eyes rolled, and he was branded with divine consciousness, which kept him a little angry.

However, thinking of the Divine Sense Seal, Long Ming was a little hesitant, because once Xiao Feng died, the Divine Sense Mark would explode, and with its current Jindan-level fragile Consciousness Sea, it would only collapse directly and die.

"Uncle Long, I died nine times to live out the second life, if I die like this, I will really lose a lot. Long Ming's heart hesitated.

At this moment, Long Ming suddenly sensed a slight fluctuation, the shadowless dragon was born with the power of space, and his perception was naturally very keen.

It saw a vague, looming soul flying over, sensing the yang energy of the living person on Xiao Feng's body, and instantly rushed over frantically.

"Would you like to help?"

Long Ming's eyes flickered, although it was now at the Jindan level, it was still easy to stop the Yin Spirit.

However, this idea was soon rejected by Long Ming. If Xiao Feng is seriously injured, Uncle Long and I will have more time to improve our strength, and then we will be able to turn against the guest and get rid of his divine sense brand control.

Long Ming sneered, his body disappeared into space, ignoring the soul that rushed towards Xiao Feng.

Epiphany was a dream for Xiao Feng. Once you enter the state of epiphany, the whole person's mind will enter the state of emptiness, and it will be easier to comprehend the mysteries in the martial arts, and the strength will improve by leaps and bounds.