Duan Feng's words fell, and there was silence all around.

Dare to say that he can destroy the entire Soul Demon Sect with the power of one person, I'm afraid that Duan Feng is the only one.

How arrogant is this, how domineering?

"Let's go. ”

Duan Feng turned his head and looked at the purple-robed old man.

"Sect Master Cang, I'm sorry. ”

The purple-robed old man smiled apologetically, and immediately ignored it, his figure flashed, leading the way ahead.

And Duan Feng and Fang Yi followed closely behind.

Looking at Duan Feng, who disappeared in the blink of an eye, there was still disbelief in his eyes.

Duan Feng's personal courage made him unforgettable for a long time.

He regretted it.

I regret why I was indecisive and refused to come forward to help when the Blood Killer Guard came over.

If he came forward at that time, he would definitely be able to make Duan Feng owe a big favor, and even make him take the initiative to join their Cangyan Sect.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world.

To miss is to miss.

"Alas......"

Sighing lightly, Cang Yi glanced at Jin Xuanzi and left the place.

......

Sword Shrine Realm.

Under the leadership of the purple-robed old man, Duan Feng and Fang Yi landed in a sword mound filled with spiritual energy.

What caught their eyes was countless spiritual weapons.

These spiritual weapons include swords, knives, and spears...... Eighteen kinds of weapons, all of them.

Moreover, the weapons were completely different, they intersected with each other, stuck in the ground, and exuded a terrifying aura.

It's a spectacular picture.

"Go and pick your own natal weapon, the time limit is only half an hour, and after half an hour, the Sword Shrine Realm will automatically close, please hurry up. ”

"Also, a reminder that what is yours is yours, and it is useless to take it if it is not yours. ”

The purple-robed old man waved his hand and chuckled.

Duan Feng and Fang Yi nodded, and turned towards the huge Sword Shrine Realm.

"After all, the Xuanzhong Ruler is an early artifact, and now that I have reached the realm of the Sword Sect, it is time to change my weapon. ”

Duan Feng chuckled and swept into the sword mound without hesitation.

The dazzling array of spiritual weapons dazzled Duan Feng.

But most of the spiritual weapons were very ordinary, and they couldn't get into Duan Feng's magic eyes.

Occasionally, I see a good one, but I can't pull it out.

"It seems that I really can't force it, this is not my natal weapon. ”

Duan Feng was also interested, and when he let go of his hand, he continued to select the next weapon.

Twenty minutes passed.

Duan Feng didn't gain anything.

Instead, Fang Yi successfully got a golden war spear.

"The Sword Shrine Realm is about to close in ten minutes, so I'll have to speed up. ”

Duan Feng felt some pressure.

If you miss this opportunity, then next time, I don't know if the Year of the Monkey is gone.

So, he had to get his natal weapon here.

"[White-eyed, open!]"

Duan Feng let out a low snort, and traces like spider silk quickly appeared around his eyes.

Most of the weapons in the Sword Shrine Realm have their own aura fluctuations.

Therefore, after opening the white of his eyes, Duan Feng was able to see clearly.

"Huh, very strong aura fluctuations. ”

Duan Feng's heart was shocked, in the depths of the Sword Shrine Realm, he could clearly perceive an extremely strong aura.

"Whoosh~"

Time waited for no one, and Duan Feng immediately flashed out.

"Have you been found out?"

The purple-robed old man was suspended above the void, and when he saw Duan Feng's behavior, he stroked his beard with deep meaning in his eyes.