The Yanlong Knife is worthy of being a spiritual weapon, it has been sealed and smelted in the magma lake of the Spirit Snake Cave for so long, and there is no damage, but it has absorbed the endless flame aura, and it has emitted a crimson dragon-shaped sword qi more than ten zhang long.

When Lin Feng first saw this dragon-shaped sword qi, he had an illusion, as if this was not a war knife, but a flame dragon that was about to soar into the sky.

He had slashed two flame dragons of the Nine Golden Pill realm of blood condensation above the sea of stars, and he was very familiar with their breath, and the fire aura contained in the flame dragon knife in front of him was no better than those two flame dragons.

If you can obtain such a Flame Dragon Sword, if you use it properly, you can exert the strength of the Blood Condensation Ninefold Golden Pill Realm, which is effective for many Blood Condensation Eightfold True Pill Realm cultivators.

The blazing magma around him made the air seem a little distorted, but fortunately, Lin Feng's body protection qi was strong enough not to be burned by this endless magma on his clothes or hair.

In fact, even if he didn't release the body protection qi, it would not be a big deal to let this magma come into contact with his body, after all, once his witch clan's golden body body was transformed into that state, it would be invulnerable, invulnerable.

Lin Feng stared at the Yanlong Knife wrapped in thick magma, the blade was about one meter five long, red and narrow, as if it was a red-hot soldering iron.

On the streamlined blade, there is a pattern like the scales on the body of the dragon, which is very unique, giving people a simple and domineering atmosphere.

"What a Yanlong Sword, this kind of fighting intent really meets my appetite. I really don't know what method the ancient monks used to refine such an outstanding blade?" Lin Feng was a little amazed in his heart.

In fact, he didn't notice that his Dragon Slaying Sword was just an heirloom sword of an ordinary family at first, and then he took it to the Sword Valley to integrate the Qingyao Stone into it, and later every time it was damaged, it was integrated into a better ore.

Lin Feng has always been a sword. Fighting with him has been contaminated with countless blood, so the quality of the Dragon Slaying Sword has now grown to the point where it is comparable to a low-grade spirit weapon.

The most important thing is that at the beginning, Lin Feng sealed a dragon soul into the dragon slaying sword in the Dragon Bone Temple by the Black Dragon Pond in the depths of the Hundred Beast Mountain and became a sword spirit.

You must know that the dragon soul of Lu Dao is a high-level dragon in the realm of blood condensation ninefold golden pill in front of him, and he has been silently cultivating in the dragon slaying sword. In this process, he has also been absorbing water-attribute spiritual weapons for the Dragon Slaying Sword, and over time, the Dragon Slaying Sword will definitely become a spiritual weapon.

The dragon-shaped sword rays emitted from the outside of the Yanlong Knife were more than ten zhang long, just like a sleeping dragon, once it woke up, it would rush out of the magma and burn the Eight Desolations.

"Let me break the forbidden formations around here!"

Lin Feng came closer, resisting the bursts of pure flames coming from above this forbidden formation, although he didn't have any systematic research on the formation. However, with rich experience, it can be inferred that this forbidden formation is a simple guardian formation arranged according to the surrounding endless magma.

Perhaps the ancient warrior planned to refine the Yanlong Sword again, so he sealed it in the magma, but later due to various reasons, he never came here again, so he had to wait for someone destined to come and get the sword in the future.

Lin Feng didn't use the blood of the silver Jiao as an introduction as before, and it was very inconvenient to do so in the magma. Even if you want to carve some runes, it will be in vain.

So, Lin Feng turned over his hand and took out the Cloud Splitting Sky Thunder Sword from the storage bag. The four blades of the coiling dragon stick, the dragon slaying sword, and the pitch-black bone spear are all treasures comparable to spiritual weapons, and they all contain powerful murderous aura, which can be described as battle-hardened blades.

Lin Feng calmed down. Unleashed his spiritual power, controlling these four extraordinary blades to levitate around the forbidden formation of the Yanlong Knife, and then operating the Wu Clan's Golden Body Xuangong, and suddenly the golden light on his body was magnificent, and it had already transformed into the state of the Wu Clan's Golden Body.

You can take a leisurely stroll through the lava. No matter how complicated your guardian formation is, I will break it with my own strength.

Lin Feng had already thought about this, so he let Ying Tianhong and the Golden Eagle wait on it, and when he came down alone, he could use the golden body of the Wu clan and take out so many excellent blades.

"Snort~"

The Dragon Slaying Sword turned into a blue ray, slicing through the magma and stabbing fiercely at the forbidden formation around the Yanlong Sword.

Suddenly, a red hood like an eggshell appeared, with flame clouds circulating on it, and there were many quaint and gray runes.

"Whew~" The coiling dragon stick spun and blasted out, and a puff of magma splashed out like the waves of the sea, and the stick seemed to turn into a red dragon, circling and whipping on the forbidden formation.

At the same time, the Cloud Splitting Sky Thunder Sword was surrounded by a large amount of dark purple lightning, and the pitch-black bone spear surged with a thick death aura that carried many resentful spirits, bombarding them from both sides.

The crimson shroud-like forbidden formation around the Yanlong Sword suddenly shook, and the crimson halo spread out like ripples in the water, reflecting the magma lake in a bright and uncertain light.

"Very good, there is a gap in the forbidden formation, so I will quickly go in from here and take out the Yanlong Knife!" Lin Feng immediately made a decision, and his body was illusory, and he dodged in from the gap that the forbidden formation had collapsed.

A red and dazzling light shrouded him, Lin Feng felt a little trance, and at this time, a figure appeared in front of him.

This figure is extremely tall, about a foot tall, wearing heavy armor, a fiery red cloak, and a domineering spirit that looks at the world jumps on the paper.

"Who's coming? Why are you trying to steal the Flame Dragon Knife from this seat?" the figure roared like a lion.

Lin Feng was not flustered, he had seen a lot of big people, and the peerless powerhouses of the Transfiguration Realm couldn't make him feel nervous, not to mention that this was not the powerhouse of the Transfiguration Realm in front of him.

Staring at it, the figure of Lin Feng's magic technique is actually an illusory shadow, quite a humanoid gang qi, a long time ago, the owner of the Yanlong Knife sealed it here, and placed a natal gang qi as a guard.

It's a pity that after a long period of time, this humanoid Gang Qi has been weakened too much, and it is only equivalent to the cultivation of the late stage of the Seventh Stage of Blood Coagulation.

"My name is Lin Feng, I met my seniors, I didn't come to steal the Yanlong Knife. Now it is no longer the cultivation world you lived in at the beginning, this Yanlong Sword can be described as an ownerless thing, instead of sealing it in the magma lake deep in this Spirit Snake Cave, it is better for me to take it out and experience the baptism of blood and fire in the battle, so that the fighting will of my predecessors can be burned in this heaven and earth anew. Lin Feng smiled humbly.

For this kind of senior monk, he still has a lot of respect, this person should be extremely powerful in front of him, and now this humanoid qi is only extremely weak by the years.

"Young man, you are a person with a firm mind and great courage and perseverance, and the inheritance of this Yanlong Sword in your hands is not an insult to the reputation of this seat. In the future, don't kill too much, otherwise you will fall into the devil's path. This knife also has a name, called the Fire Demon Knife, and if you are not polite, this seat will not tell you. The figure said.

"Dare to ask the name of the senior?" Lin Feng said.

"Dragon Slayer Venerable Teng Yanxiao, maybe when you reach a higher realm, you will see me in the future. The figure said something incomprehensible and then dissipated.

The Yanlong Knife was suspended in front of him, Lin Feng reached out to hold the hilt, and a scorching and domineering aura surged.

"Good knife!" Lin Feng couldn't help but praise. (To be continued......)