The sword mound was full of light, and the colorful clouds were accompanied by thousands of fierce golden sword rain, the atmosphere was magnificent, and the whole heaven and earth were baptized.

The boulders of the earth shattered, and the shocking cracks stretched into the distance like spider webs. Eight golden dragons roared and circled in the void, increasing the sword blade storm, and the ancient swords continued to gather in the nebula, and then they continued to burst out with extremely strong sword qi.

Lin Feng transformed into the state of the golden body of the Wu Clan, as if an ancient god had descended, and he stood proudly regardless of the endless sword rain that connected the heavens and the earth into a sword curtain.

It wasn't these sword qi that posed the greatest threat to him, but the sword intent of the Xuanyuan Sword, the strongest of them, had already attacked the depths of Lin Feng's mind.

Under the severe pain, Lin Feng swung his fists, and the strong wind bombarded the surroundings, just as many meteorites fell from the sky, and the environment of the sword mound changed because of this. Perhaps every time a genius monk finally broke into the sword mound, it would cause this kind of heaven and earth change, and many monks were still killed by the fierce dense sword rain despite their strong strength, but their physical strength was not enough.

The other monks were obliterated by the sword intent of the Xuanyuan Sword, and in front of them, all living beings were as small as ants.

Even if Lin Feng's willpower is as tough as steel, it is like a candle in the wind at this moment, on the verge of extinguishing.

This sword intent contains the supreme power of the earth, mercilessly attacking the monks who enter the sword shrine, and no one knows what criteria the ancient divine sword of Lu Dao is used to select the heirs.

The Great Emperor's Mind in the Xuanyuan Sword had previously been transmitted to the sound that if Lin Feng could withstand the attack of this sword intent between ten breaths, he would be qualified to accept the inheritance, and of course there would be further tests.

Since he threatened to do so, the power of Xuanyuan's sword intent was indeed extraordinary, and at the seventh breath, Lin Feng's tenacious will had almost been completely weakened by the sword intent. In the next moment, it was about to mercilessly blast into Lin Feng's mind.

Yan Wuji's soul also became a little weak, he saw some clues on the side, quite nervous, under the power of the ancient Xuanyuan Emperor, Yan Wuji's experience over the years seemed to be of little use, which made him very ashamed.

At this critical juncture. In Lin Feng's mind, an incomparably pure blue light suddenly flashed, like a bright meteor across the clouds in the dark night sky.

In an instant, the blue light spread throughout the void, evolving into a galaxy of stars, which was extremely bright and moving.

The sword intent of the Xuanyuan Sword is like a divine dragon traveling in the nine heavens, impacting it, carrying the momentum of the wind and the sea and rain, but under this starry heavenly river, it has become much quieter. The ruthless sharpness weakened, and was replaced by a majestic grandmaster's bearing.

The Xingchen Tianhe evolved at an ever-changing speed, and the curtains of light emitted enveloped Lin Feng's entire sea of consciousness in it, and Lin Feng's will was not extinguished after all.

"Good boy, the vision of the stars and the heavenly river has been derived from your sea of knowledge, which is a bit like the supernatural power of the king of the galaxy, have you ever obtained the Nine Heavens Galaxy Map?"

Lin Feng's heart sank, despite the pain he suffered. But the consciousness is still awake, and there has never been a second person who knows that he has the broken immortal treasure of the Nine Heavens Galaxy Diagram. At this moment, Emperor Xuanyuan's thoughts were suddenly discovered.

Although he was surprised in his heart, Lin Feng was not particularly nervous, after all, the reason why he was able to see the Nine Heavens Galaxy Diagram was because the sword intent had already attacked to the depths of his sea of consciousness, and even the Ancient Emperor could not use other means to see such an immortal treasure that Lin Feng possessed at once.

Now that the clues have been seen, it would be hypocritical to pretend to conceal it. So Lin Feng said very calmly: "The Great Emperor's expectation is good, I did obtain the broken Immortal Treasure Nine Heavens Galaxy Map two years ago, and as for the name of the Galaxy King, this is the first time I have heard of it. ”

The attack of the sword intent was blocked by the Xingchen Tianhe Divine Power conjured up by the Nine Heavens Star River Diagram, so it was reined in. Together with the rain of golden swords that fell from the sky outside, it also stopped.

"You can obtain the inheritance of the Star River King, you are indeed a person with atmospheric luck, and you have a strong will, and you can last until the seventh breath, which is already good among the genius monks who have been here for so many years. ”

Emperor Xuanyuan's mind said: "To become a Heavenly Mandate, there are two important conditions for obtaining the inheritance of this throne, and it doesn't hurt to tell you now." One is that you must have the Ancient Cultivation Holy Body, otherwise you will not be accepted by the Xuanyuan Sword. The second is to have a sense of justice that is compassionate and compassionate, determined to protect this vast land, and those who have ill intentions must not be the heirs of this seat. ”

"I have the golden body of the witch clan, and there is no lack of sense of justice, and I fully meet these conditions. Lin Feng smiled leisurely.

"In addition to the golden body of the Wu clan, your physique can also be regarded as the body of Yuanchen Starlight, maybe the Nine Heavens Galaxy Diagram has unconsciously transformed your physique! So you meet this condition very well, as for whether you have a sense of justice that is compassionate to the heavens and people, and whether you can bear the responsibility of protecting the earth, if you can walk through the land of the desolate gods for ten miles, you will be considered to pass. Xuanyuan Earth's thoughts said.

"No problem, just ask the Great Emperor to summon the so-called Ten Miles of Desolate God Land!" Lin Feng said loudly.

Although Xuanyuan's sword intent made him suffer a lot of pain, he didn't hold grudges, after all, it would be such a test for every monk who came to the Sword Shrine, and everything was very fair.

"It seems that you don't know who the Desolate God is, it is a more powerful existence than our ancient five emperors, holding the luck of Kunlun Ruins, his original domain was called the Land of the Desolate Gods, which was turned into an ancient battlefield in the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth 10,000 years ago, and countless Zichen Star Monks and Demon Beasts, as well as other Star Monks, were buried in it.

In order to commemorate this battle, our ancient five emperors have reserved the land of the ten desolate gods, once the monk is in it, he will often be lost by the sky-high evil qi in it, or arouse the killing intent, turn into a demon, or be frightened, lose the fighting spirit of the warrior, and I have my own way to identify whether you have a sense of justice that is compassionate to the heavens. Xuanyuan Earth's thoughts said.

"In that case, I'm looking forward to going in and finding out, there's no way back. Lin Feng said impassionedly, in fact, he had been to this kind of place before, and he still remembered that on the seventh floor of the Heavenly Void Ancient Hall in the Sea of Stars, that space had this feeling.

Lin Feng has enough courage to face all this, after all, the brave are fearless, the world is big, as long as there is no fear in the heart, you can go anywhere!

"I see that you have a strong murderous aura, and it is estimated that you will be lost in the land of the desolate gods, and if you retreat like this, you can still save your life, and you can be allowed to leave. Emperor Xuanyuan reminded after the most reluctant.

"I have made up my mind, although I die without resentment, because this is a sacrifice on the way to pursue the road, everything is worth it. Lin Feng said.

Emperor Xuanyuan answered, and shouted: "The land of the desolate gods, burn the eight desolations, the ten miles of demons, and reappear in the world!"

After all, the Xuanyuan Sword intent let Lin Feng go, and it appeared in front of his eyes, turning into a real Xuanyuan Sword, simple and heavy, flashing with pure golden light.

The land under Lin Feng's feet suddenly changed, and the shattered earth became a place full of resentful spirits, and this heaven and earth had completely changed, and it should be in another enchantment space.

The sky and the earth are incomparably dark, the sky seems to be about to crack, the black clouds are rolling, and the ink waves are monstrous.

Among them, the lightning like a giant python flowed and rushed, and the thunder emitted shook all directions.

The vast land is also the same, the ravines are all over, the vicissitudes of life and the ancient, the broken weapons and shields are scattered everywhere, and the bones are abundant, which is clearly the ancient battlefield.

Although everything seemed so bleak and gloomy, without the scene of the fierce battle 10,000 years ago, Lin Feng could still feel the shock.

Lin Feng held the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand and walked forward step by step, without thinking much about it, understanding that as long as he walked out of this ten-mile land of desolate gods, even if he passed the test of Emperor Xuanyuan's intention and could obtain his inheritance, then it would be a thousand joys.

Walking on the vast and lonely ancient battlefield, it suddenly rained blue, which was quite cold and chilling to the heart.

The ethereal and distant song resounded in the field: "

He is the sky, why do you cry alone?

The sky will collapse and the earth will crack, and the sun and the moon will be broken.

He is the sky, and he destroys my beloved.

If it can be redeemed, a hundred people will ......"

It makes people cry unconsciously when they hear it, revealing the afterglow of the ancient vicissitudes of life.

The phosphorus fire around them rose, looking quite strange in the blue rain, and many ghosts were also circling and flying, no longer as calm and gloomy as before, but with a sinister aura that soared to the sky.

Lin Feng felt the impact of this cold aura, but he kept his heart clear and walked firmly step by step.

Since he set foot in the cultivation world, Lin Feng has killed many monks, but he has his own principles, never being ruthless to innocents, and always pointing to the end, but for the great evils and demons, Lin Feng's dragon slaying sword will not show mercy.

Therefore, Lin Feng's sword was stained with countless blood, but he didn't have too heavy killing intent, and it was not difficult to resist this evil qi that came to his face.

Everywhere he passed, but seeing more and more bones of ancient monks, the death of the ancient battlefield was emotional, Lin Feng suddenly had an idea, if he was on such a turbulent battlefield, he must also show his demeanor and fight fiercely.

"The once-in-a-million tribulation is coming again, and I still have the opportunity to participate in such a battle. At that time, he must contribute his best efforts to protect this land, and he must not let the monks of other stars come to Zichen Star to kill wreak. Lin Feng said in his heart.

This ten-mile land of desolate gods reserved by the land of Xuanyuan, as the name suggests, is indeed only ten miles away.

But Lin Feng walked very slowly in it, and there was an inexplicable coercion between heaven and earth, so that Lin Feng couldn't perform such a wonderful body technique as Luo Shen's Wind Trick at all.

"Those who know me say I'm worried, and those who don't know me say what I want, the sky, who is this?" Lin Feng played the sword and sang, still moving forward, and there would never be the slightest waver.

Regardless of the collapse of the sky and the cracking of the earth, the evil aura on the ancient battlefield will be pervasive, and Lin Feng's Dao heart will not be covered with dust.

From the depths of his heart, he felt an inexplicable sense of compassion, for the sake of these monks who guarded the earth, and for the upcoming 10,000-year catastrophe.

The icy raindrops hit his body, even the golden body of the Wu Clan couldn't stop this deep chill, and Lin Feng walked towards the depths of the Ten Mile Desolate God Land. (To be continued......)