Chapter 1333 True Holy Sword Soul

The Qingcang Divine Sword is only a part of the tip of the three-foot Qingfeng Sword!

The three-foot Qingfeng in front of him is the real Holy Sword Soul!

Qin Lang finally understood why Senior Qingshan had entered the Endless Sword Domain several times, and the real purpose was definitely the three-foot Qingfeng in front of him, the true Holy Sword Soul!

Only a small part of the three-foot Qingfeng, the Qingcang Divine Sword made the strength of the Qingshan seniors soar and created a powerful Qingshan Sword Sect, even the Qingshan seniors couldn't subdue it several times, so how terrifying would the three-foot Qingfeng in front of him be?

As soon as this thought flashed through Qin Lang's heart, the three-foot Qingfeng rushed to the place where the Qingcang Divine Sword was located with a devastating momentum.

"Buzz!"

Endless suction came out, and the three-foot Qingfeng trembled excitedly, wanting to merge with the Qingcang Divine Sword!

"It's not good, the three-foot Qingfeng wants to take the Qingcang Divine Sword from my knowledge of the sea!"

Feeling that under the suction of the three-foot Qingfeng, the Qingcang Divine Sword actually instinctively resonated, and trembled slightly, Qin Lang raised his eyebrows suddenly, and hurriedly summoned all the soul power of Zhihai to try to stop the resonance between the two.

But Qin Lang's soul power was under the terrifying sword intent around the three-foot Qingfeng, Qin Lang's soul power was like paper paste, and it was not vulnerable at all, and the three-foot Qingfeng quickly combined perfectly with the Qingcang Divine Sword, turning into an incomparably perfect three-foot Qingfeng!

"Zheng!"

The next moment, the three-foot Qingfeng groaned softly, and suddenly exuded an incomparably dazzling green light, and an even more terrifying and powerful sword intent roared out, spun up rapidly, trying to completely destroy Qin Lang's sea of knowledge and take the Qingcang Divine Sword as his own!

In an instant, Qin Lang's sea of consciousness was like an ocean with a tsunami, with the three-foot Qingfeng as the center, and a large amount of divine consciousness quickly collapsed, turning into nothingness, and the area of the entire sea of consciousness decreased sharply, and endless stinging pain came from it!

"Ahh

Under the severe pain, Qin Lang instinctively covered his head tightly with both hands, and a heart-rending roar came out of his mouth, and the whole person fell straight to the ground, rolling in pain!

"If you want to take away the Qingcang Divine Sword, it's not that easy!"

Biting the tip of his tongue and forcing himself to stay awake in the severe pain, the divine thoughts in the spirit of the divine soul suddenly shot out, passing through the dense terrifying sword intent, and fell straight into the three-foot Qingfeng!

Since the three-foot Qingfeng was able to generate sword intent, Qin Lang guessed that he might have a certain amount of sanity!

Qin Lang, who was already in a desperate situation, made a desperate bet and tried to attack the three-foot Qingfeng with his divine thoughts!

"Poof!"

An inaudible sound came out, and the divine thought directly submerged into the three-foot Qingfeng, and the next moment, Qin Lang "saw" an extremely vague figure in the three-foot Qingfeng at a glance!

"Sword Spirit!"

Instantly judging the identity of that figure, Qin Lang's eyes suddenly lit up!

He knew he was right!

Countless years of cultivation, within the three-foot Qingfeng, he really formed his own sword spirit!

Shen Nian was like a black blade, cutting out a black ray, and quickly wrapped towards the sword spirit.

The sword spirit obviously didn't expect Qin Lang to have a divine thought, so he was shocked and tried his best to dodge, but in front of the divine thought, his dodge speed was not worth mentioning at all, and he was instantly pierced by the divine thought!

"If you want to destroy my sea of consciousness, then I'll refine you first!"

The divine thought exuded a powerful soul power, wrapping the sword spirit and infiltrating the sword spirit bit by bit.

The sword spirit struggled desperately, trying to resist being refined by Qin Lang's divine thoughts, and at the same time, the sword intent around the three-foot Qingfeng became more and more majestic, and the sword qi was agitated, and wherever he passed, Qin Lang's sea of knowledge was devastated everywhere, and it was unbearable to see, and the area of the majestic sea of knowledge was already less than one-tenth of what it was before!

Qin Lang wants to refine the sword spirit, and the sword spirit also wants to completely destroy Qin Lang's sea of knowledge!

At this time, it depends on who of them can persevere to the end and become the final winner!

Taking out one handful of Sword Soul Grass after another, Qin Lang desperately swallowed it, replenishing his sea of knowledge, and at the same time trying his best to refine the sword spirit of the three-foot Qingfeng with his divine thoughts!

One minute!

Two minutes!

Three minutes!

......

Ten minutes!

Eleven minutes!

Twelve minutes!

Just when Qin Lang was almost completely exhausted of the sixty or seventy thousand Sword Soul Grasses, and the Sea of Consciousness was almost completely exhausted, and he almost couldn't hold on, the last trace of the Sword Spirit Divine Consciousness wrapped by Qin Lang with his divine thoughts was completely refined by Qin Lang, and he finally stopped struggling!

In the next moment, the sword intent that frantically attacked Qin Lang lost the control of the sword spirit, and quickly turned into wisps of incomparably rich soul power and mysterious power, constantly merging into Qin Lang's sea of knowledge.

The almost dry Qin Lang Zhihai is like a land that has been dry for a long time, greedily devouring the rich soul power, turning it into its own, and repairing it quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then it actually exceeds the area of Qin Lang's original Zhihai, and it is still growing!

At the same time, the mysterious power merged into Qin Lang's limbs, every cell in his body, Qin Lang's body that was originally full of sword marks, was quickly repaired, and soon scarred, the sword marks disappeared, and they became extremely smooth again, without any injuries at all.

After the injuries on his body were repaired, the mysterious power still did not stop, constantly nourishing every cell, every bone, and every inch of skin in Qin Lang's body, and an incomparably comfortable feeling came from all over his body, and the next moment Qin Lang suddenly felt that his body was light, as if he had been reborn, and his whole body was filled with an endless and powerful aura!

"My physical strength has reached a higher level, and I have reached the sixth level of body refining!"

Realizing the changes in himself, Qin Lang was pleasantly surprised.