Zhao Jingfeng's arrival naturally attracted the attention of these three people, and the three Xianlu Zhenren who were originally sitting cross-legged on the ground immediately stood up and stared at Zhao Jingfeng with a vigilant expression.

Zhao Jingfeng's body descended from the sky and landed a hundred meters away from the three Xianlu real people, and then strode towards the three of them, saying, "The three of them are really good Yaxing! ”

Hearing Zhao Jingfeng's words, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "If you don't have enough food, how can you survive here for fifteen days, I see that Your Excellency seems to be alone, why don't you join us! The middle-aged man's eyes were still full of vigilance when he looked at Zhao Jingfeng, in his opinion, the vast majority of people who dared to walk here alone had extremely strong strength, and the Immortal Spirit Dao Technique had reached at least the third level.

Zhao Jingfeng shook his head lightly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I am used to walking alone, so I won't be with the three of you." Speaking of this, Zhao Jingfeng's tone paused slightly, and he continued, "And the purpose of the next is to get the battle record, three, do you want me to do it myself! ”

The faces of the three people on the opposite side sank slightly, and their eyes suddenly became fierce, and without the slightest hesitation, they immediately controlled the Immortal Dew Aura and condensed a one-meter-long Dew Spirit Sword in front of them, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhao Jingfeng.

"Since Your Excellency wants to gain results from us, then don't blame us for not being merciful. An old man said in a deep voice, and immediately took control of the Lu Ling Sword and shot towards Zhao Jingfeng.

At the same time, the other two did not hesitate, and at the same time controlled the Lu Ling Sword to shoot at Zhao Jingfeng.

The corner of Zhao Jingfeng's mouth showed a sneer of disdain, stretched out his hand and made a slight move, and suddenly, the immortal dew aura between heaven and earth immediately converged towards him at an incredibly fast speed, and in an instant, it condensed into three dew spirit swords in front of him, each of which exuded surging aura fluctuations.

The three people on the opposite side were shocked, they were all real people of Xianlu, they could naturally clearly sense that the power of the three Lu Spirit Swords condensed by Zhao Jingfeng was much greater than theirs, and the speed at which Zhao Jingfeng gathered Xianlu's aura also made the three of them feel very shocked.

"His Immortal Dao Technique has reached at least level four!" an old man exclaimed, his face becoming very ugly. The combat power of Xianlu Zhenren has nothing to do with class, and is completely divided by the level of Xianlu Dao Technique, because Xianling Dao Technique is the only means of attack of Xianlu Zhenren. Among them, the fifth-grade Immortal Dew Dao Technique can only be possessed by the seventh-grade Immortal Dew True Person, and it is definitely not something that the Sixth-grade Immortal Dew True Person can achieve, therefore, if a sixth-grade Immortal Dew True Person masters the fourth-level Immortal Spirit Dao Technique, it can already be regarded as one of the few strong people, because the vast majority of the Sixth-grade Immortal Dew True Person's Immortal Spirit Dao Technique is still at the second and third levels, and there are even a very small number of people who have mediocre potential in practicing the Immortal Spirit Dao Technique, and they are still at the first level.

"Damn, why are we so unlucky, on the first day we came to the Sacred Weapon Space, we met a figure who had reached the fourth level of the Immortal Spirit Dao Technique. Another old man also let out an indignant curse.

"Boom!"

The six Lu Ling Swords collided together, making a violent roar, and the Lu Ling Swords condensed by the three people on the opposite side immediately shattered, turning into a mass of Immortal Dew Spirit Qi and dissipating in the air, while the three Lu Spirit Swords condensed by Zhao Jingfeng continued to shoot towards the three people opposite, and finally in the unwilling and horrified eyes of the three people, the Lu Ling Sword shot directly on their chests.

At the moment of the thousand troops, three huge pillars of light with a diameter of two meters fell from the sky, blocking the three Lu Spirit Swords for the three of them, and then disappeared with the bodies of the three of them, only three white dots the size of thumbs floated in the air.

Zhao Jingfeng knew that the three of them had been taken out of here by the power of the holy weapon and were disqualified. The power of the holy weapon will only appear when it is judged that the other party is facing a real death crisis, if it is injured or seriously injured, it is not enough to attract the power of the holy weapon, so once the power of the holy weapon appears, it also proves that the person is dead.

Zhao Jingfeng shook his head and sighed lightly, "Although they are the same as the Martial Sect, the three of them have obviously not fought with others, and they have no sense of danger at all, with the fragile body of the Immortal Dew Zhenren, the first thing they do when they encounter the enemy is not to attack, but to try their best to protect themselves, otherwise, let alone the Martial Sect, even a martial artist of the Martial Emperor class can kill you with one blow, and even a martial king with rich combat experience can cause fatal damage to you." Muttering to himself, Zhao Jingfeng had already come to the three thumb-sized points of light, took out the ancient jade pendant from his arms and touched it gently, and the three points of light were immediately sucked into the jade pendant and disappeared.

After absorbing three thumb-sized points of light, Zhao Jingfeng put the ancient jade pendant in his arms again, and muttered: "Killed three people and obtained three points of record, and this time there are at least four or five thousand people who participated in the competition, if you want to enter the top ten steadily, you must kill five hundred people and gain five hundred points, and next, I will continue to embark on the road of killing that I have not experienced for a long time, and the only difference between the martial arts competition in the city of scattered cultivation is that the martial artist has been replaced by the real person of Xianlu." ”

Zhao Jingfeng's mind moved, and the surging immortal dew aura quickly condensed into a cloud under his feet, and just when he wanted to step on the white clouds and leave, his eyes suddenly froze.

"This is the breath of the same kind, I actually feel the breath of the same kind......" In Zhao Jingfeng's mind, the voice of the Heavenly Dragon Zuma Machine Spirit suddenly came.

"It's indeed the breath of the same kind, it can't be wrong, master, what kind of place is this, how can there be the breath of the same kind. Tianlong's voice appeared again in Zhao Jingfeng's mind, and his tone was full of disbelief.

"Oh, there is actually an existence of a machine spirit here, it's incredible, how can such a high-level machine spirit appear in such an interface, this machine spirit seems to have grown to the stage of immortal level. Zuma's voice full of surprise sounded in Zhao Jingfeng's mind, and the beautiful voice like a lark seemed to be the most beautiful music in the world, which made Zhao Jingfeng's heart shake slightly.

"The place I am where I am now is in the space of a holy artifact, Tianlong Zuma, could it be that this holy artifact has also given birth to a spirit like you?" Zhao Jingfeng's heart was full of surprise.

"I didn't expect that when we were sleeping and absorbing the aura of the colorful divine stone to recover, the master would actually come to the space of a magic weapon, yes, there is indeed a spirit here, and the strength of this spirit is not weak, at least in terms of the strength standard of this soul treasure star, this spirit is already very powerful, but the only drawback is that this instrument spirit is impossible to use as an offensive magic weapon because of the limitations of the body, it looks like an auxiliary magic weapon. Tianlong spoke.

"I didn't expect that a spirit was actually born in this holy vessel, it's really surprising!" Zhao Jingfeng sighed.

At the same time, a golden and black qi emerged from Zhao Jingfeng's head, condensing above his head into a man and a woman, the handsome man and the pretty woman, the two of them stood together, as if they were a natural pair of golden boys and girls.

This is not the first time that Zhao Jingfeng has seen the face of Tianlong Zuma, but he can clearly feel that the illusory bodies of Tianlong and Zuma are more condensed than before, obviously they are constantly recovering with the help of the Colorful Divine Stone these days.

Tianlong and Zuma conjured out above Zhao Jingfeng's head, staring at the distant sky, and then Tianlong's right hand was raised slightly, and the surging golden light suddenly diffused from his body, and quickly condensed into a golden divine sword in his right hand.

This golden divine sword is four feet long and three fingers wide, and there seems to be a complex texture on the hazy sword body, which is combined into a strange pattern that covers the entire sword body, as if it contains the truth of heaven and earth, contains the mysteries of the universe, and exudes a mysterious aura.

As soon as the golden divine sword was condensed, it turned into a golden rainbow, flying into the distance at an unimaginable speed, and disappeared in an instant, this speed was completely faster than lightning.

Zhao Fengfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, the speed of this golden divine sword shot out made him feel extremely shocked, it was a speed that no one was allowed to dodge at all, he really couldn't imagine that anyone in the world could dodge the attack of this golden divine sword.

In the center of the sacristy space, in an area isolated by a huge spiritual aura, there was a huge palace, and at this moment, a handsome middle-aged man in a white robe was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed and his knees crossed.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the moment his eyes opened, the space around him was violently distorted, and even the huge palace trembled slightly.

"This ...... This...... This is the same breath as me, could there be the same existence as me who has come here? The middle-aged man's face showed a look of surprise, and the figure disappeared into thin air.

In another place in the holy weapon space, where Zhao Jingfeng was, Tianlong looked at the direction where the golden divine sword disappeared and said, "Although this artifact spirit is not weak, its grade is far from ours, and it is not even perceptible to the existence of me and Zuma, but I have already informed him, he should be here immediately." ”

"Who are you, where are you from?" As soon as Tianlong's voice fell, a deep voice came out of thin air, and as he spoke, a middle-aged man in a white robe appeared in the void, looking down at Zhao Jingfeng and the three of them condescendingly, as if he was looking at a group of insignificant ants.

He is the instrument spirit of the Origin Hallows, and within the Origin Hallows, he is the god who dominates everything, and he can freely control all the aura in the Origin Hallows, which naturally has its arrogance.

The middle-aged man's arrogance made Tianlong's brows frown slightly, and he immediately snorted coldly, and said in a disdainful tone: "Mere instrument spirits, they are actually rampant in front of me, looking for death!" A powerful sword aura emanated from Tianlong's body, as if turning into an invisible storm sweeping the sky, rampant in this holy weapon space.

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, his indifferent gaze was replaced by a thick horror in an instant, and his body quickly retreated, and his eyes looking at Tianlong were full of extreme fear.

The middle-aged man is the spirit of the holy weapon, and his every move can affect the changes in the holy weapon space, only to see that at this moment, the entire holy weapon space is violently shaking, as if a major earthquake has occurred, and many mountain ranges have collapsed, making all the contestants shocked, not understanding what is going on.

In the capital, the Xianlu True Alliance, which is located at the top of the castle tower, has a huge white ball with a diameter of ten meters, this white ball is completely condensed by the immortal dew aura between heaven and earth, extremely pure, and in the center of this white ball, there is a powerful holy weapon that almost everyone in the capital knows.

This holy weapon is called the Origin Sacred Weapon by the people of the Xianlu Real Man Alliance, and it has been there since ancient times, and it has been silently accompanying the Xianlu Real Man Alliance for countless years until now, and it has maintained its current appearance from beginning to end, and it has never changed.

However, at this moment, the ten-meter white light outside the wrapped holy vessel suddenly trembled violently, and a golden light could be vaguely seen beating inside, causing the immortal dew aura between heaven and earth to become extremely unstable, and even the headquarters of the immortal dew real person alliance was implicated, the huge castle was trembling slightly, and a large amount of dust fell down.

The tremor of the castle alarmed everyone inside, and immediately a large number of Xianlu real people in white robes ran out of the castle quickly, staring at the shaking holy weapon at the top of the castle with a shocked expression, no one knew what was going on.

At this time, more than ten rays of white light flew out from the castle, and I saw the alliance leader of the Immortal Dew True Alliance and more than a dozen elders all stepping on the white clouds suspended in the air, staring at the constantly shaking holy weapon with a shocked expression.

Immediately afterwards, several figures quietly appeared on the side of the alliance leader, staring at the constantly shaking holy weapon with solemn expressions, accompanied by thick doubts, none of them could explain the scene in front of them, and they didn't know what was going on.

"What the hell is going on, why did the Hallows, which had never changed in any way, suddenly shake. The speaker was a very old man, with a hoarse voice and a weak appearance. If Zhao Jingfeng was here, he would definitely recognize that this old man was the one who appeared in the Fairy Spirit Pagoda and wiped the tables and chairs with a towel.

"Could it be that something has happened in the sacristy space. The leader of the Xianlu True Human Alliance said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing, and his expression was uncertain.

No one returned to the leader of the alliance, because the scene in front of them, no one could explain clearly, the holy weapon had existed for countless years, and there had never been such a change.

The vibration of the holy artifact did not last long, and after a few breaths, it slowly calmed down and returned to its previous appearance, but the impact it had on the hearts of the people of the Xianlu True Human Alliance could not be left lingering no matter what.

(End of chapter)