"Boom ......!"

As soon as Han Feng stood up, those giant swords in the sky above Shicheng shook again, and then, within the giant sword group, two blood thunders fell again, and this time the shape and color of the blood thunder changed slightly compared to the previous one. This time, the bottom of the Blood Thunder Pillar was like a shield, with a trace of cyan light on the surface, and the power contained in it was also several times greater than that of the previous Thunder Pillar.

"Could it be that the so-called Blood Thunder Soul Forging Sword Formation is the eighteenth round of blood thunder?" When Han Feng groaned, he stretched out his foot and cocked the Zhantian sword under his feet, and the moment the sword pointed at the sky, two red and purple thunder pillars suddenly bombarded Han Feng's body, in terms of strength, this time the blood thunder was at least dozens of times larger than before, Han Feng felt that his entire body had been hit hard, and a blood arrow spurted out of his mouth again, and the whole person suddenly sat on the ground, and the powerful soul power contained in the blood thunder seemed to completely tear Han Feng's sea of consciousness apart, making Han Feng lose consciousness instantly, and after a few breaths, Han Feng recovered with the help of the Lingyue Jade Scroll。

"It's a terrible blood thunder! This is only the second round. Han Feng sighed lightly from the bottom of his heart, and then he ran the Thunder Rush Technique, and those blood thunder pillars in the meridians were under the guidance of the Thunder Rush, and the blood thunder suddenly seemed to be being pulled, and Han Feng drilled into it. The heart-piercing pain made Han Feng miserable. Although he was suffering from inhuman torture, Han Feng still gritted his teeth and let his body accept the baptism of blood thunder, because at this moment, Han Feng deeply felt that the impurities in his body were constantly discharged from his body under the washing of the blood thunder, and his physique became more and more pure. If the strong man named Ye Lao, who guarded the Han family's library pavilion, was here at this moment, he would definitely be amazed.

Divine body, Han Feng's body has been directly promoted from a spirit body to a divine body.

However, Han Feng didn't know all this, the only thing that surprised Han Feng was that when he absorbed all the blood thunder in his body, the spiritual power in his body began to work automatically.

"Automatic cultivation!" Han Feng was amazed, and his heart was ecstatic. It's pie in the sky, a great thing!

The divine body, known as the immortal body, compared to the spirit body, is simply the bright moon and the stars, the difference between the world. (Note: The Dark Moon Continent is divided into general attribute physique and spirit body, as for the god body, it will only be mentioned in the third part.) ）

Just as Han Feng was ecstatic in his heart, the thick blood mist in the stone city began to dissipate strangely, and the scene in the city gradually appeared in the dissipation of the blood mist.

The entire stone city was empty, and there were no buildings in it except for a huge altar in the center. On the stone platform in the center of the altar, a red crystal ball was placed, and around the altar stood three feet high, golden bronze figures, these golden bronze figures were lifelike and powerful, and it could be seen from the direction they stood that their purpose should be to protect the altar in the center. If Han Feng counted the number of golden bronze figures, he would be surprised to find that the number of golden bronze figures was nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, the so-called number of nine extremes in the formation path.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Han Feng couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and thought to himself, "Could it be that this is the incomparably powerful Ancient Array Blood Thunder Forging Soul Sword Formation in Mu Yan's mouth?" In fact, if Han Feng's physique had not been promoted to a spirit body, he would never have seen all this in the Stone City.

Just when Han Feng was stunned, on the stone platform of the altar, the red crystal ball suddenly made a crackling and crisp sound, and then the red light on the surface of the crystal ball burst into the sky, and the blood of the Dao Dao spilled lightning and rose into the sky, and its target was the blood-red giant swords hanging in the air above the mid-air of Shicheng. When these red giant swords in the air touched and absorbed the electric rays released by the red crystal ball, they began to shrink strangely, and after half a sound, the blood-red giant sword had become three feet long and two inches wide, no different from ordinary long swords, and then, these long swords rained down from the sky and fell into the hands of those golden bronze men, and immediately, a powerful killing aura was released from the golden bronze man, and its momentum was like a huge war, which was terrifying, making Han Feng feel palpitations.

However, as the red crystal ball on the altar stone platform gradually stopped releasing energy, the nine figures suddenly rushed towards Han Feng from the side of the altar like a streamer.

These nine figures were nine of the nine thousand nine hundred golden bronze figures guarding the altar.

According to the layout of the Nine Palaces, the nine golden bronze figures walked with mysterious steps and trapped Han Feng to death.

The next moment, nine terrifying sword qi shot out from the blood-red long sword in his hand between the swings of the golden bronze man's sword, and the sharp sword qi tore apart the hard ground in the stone city!

Seeing this, Han Feng was horrified in his heart, hurriedly took out a black long sword from his hand, stepped on the thunderous steps, and shouted softly: "Thousand Layers of Stacked Wave Sword!"

"Boom!"

With the sound of an earth-shattering explosion, in an instant, the stones splashed everywhere, the smoke and dust billowed out, and the energy fluctuations like water waves rippled from the center of the nine golden bronze figures to the surrounding areas.

After a while, this raging energy gradually dissipated, and Han Feng's figure appeared. At this time, Han Feng's hair was unkempt, his clothes were ragged, and he was drenched in blood, and his body was covered with sword wounds like spider webs, and the wounds were deep and bone-like, which made people feel shocked.

"Click!"

With a soft sound like glass shattering, the three-foot black sword in Han Feng's hand shattered violently. Han Feng looked at the broken sword in his hand, his face was not worried, but a little more happy, "Sword intent, so that's it!"

It seems that Han Feng is not aware of the pain caused by the sword wounds all over his body.

However, as soon as Han Feng's voice fell, the nine golden bronze figures suddenly kicked the ground with their right feet as if they had a spirit in their hearts, and nine sword qi containing blood-colored light shot out from the sword in his hand again, and the nine sword qi complemented each other, and suddenly, the killing aura spread throughout the space again.

"The splitting and chopping of basic swordsmanship!" Han Feng stared at the movements of the nine golden bronze figures with wide eyes, a trace of clarity appeared in his mind, and he muttered to himself: "The artistic conception of the sword, the sword is born from the heart, and the sword can be done at will!"

Several key words in my mind gradually began to intertwine, as if a key to open the treasure of life gradually opened the door to unprecedented cultivation.

As the thoughts in his brain became clearer and clearer, an incomparably open sword intent suddenly unfolded in front of him, and Han Feng's eyes in the sword suddenly lit up!

The grading of each sword skill contains the artistic conception of the sword in the heart of the founder, and the practitioners, including Han Feng himself, only pay attention to the inside and outside of his moves, but do not know its meaning, and the result is that the sword moves are practiced to the fullest, but the power is far from the power that the sword skills should be. After understanding this, Han Feng no longer had any fear of these nine golden bronze figures in his heart, and his face was a little more expectant.

After all, these golden bronze figures are just puppets, without their own thoughts and consciousness, not to mention that Han Feng has been able to clearly understand the mystery and the Lingyue Jade Scroll that can see through the formation of the world in the sea of knowledge. At this moment, the golden bronze man seems to have become a mentor and friend to him, and it will only bring endless benefits to Han Feng.

In the face of such a menacing sword aura, Han Feng didn't seem to be ready to dodge, but casually and very lazily took out a three-foot black sword from the Qiankun Ring again, and shouted softly: "Thousand Layers of Wave Sword!"

With the swing of the black sword in Han Feng's hand, a sword momentum like a stormy wave suddenly released from Han Feng's body. In an instant, there was a strange light blue air shield within the three feet of Han Feng, like a blue water wave, beautiful. This is the sword intent of the Thousand Layers of Waves Sword, the guardian of water.

The true intention of the person who created this swordsmanship in the first place!

Of course, this light blue air shield can only be seen through by those who comprehend the sword intent, and it is impossible for others to see it at all.