Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 946
The spiritual power contained in this spiritual spring is simply unimaginable, and it is impossible to calculate how much it is.

No matter how big Zhan Longjue's appetite was, it was enough to feed him.

Seeing this spiritual spring, even a saint, a supreme patriarch, no matter what his status is, might not be able to resist and take it for himself.

But Chu Fengmian is also clear that this spiritual spring is far from what he can occupy now.

Not to mention that this spiritual spring is huge, it is impossible for Chu Fengmian to collect it now.

The restriction on this spiritual spring has already been proved, someone has already discovered this spiritual spring.

There are also at least five guardians of the supreme ancestors in the realm of immortality.

It would be easy for any supreme patriarch in the realm of immortality to kill Chu Fengmian.

Let alone five.

The idea of ​​seizing this spiritual spring can only be hidden in Chu Fengmian's heart. When Chu Fengmian becomes stronger in the future, he may still have a chance.

At least for now, it is far from impossible.

But since it's here, it's naturally impossible to make a trip for nothing, and it's impossible to take this spiritual spring away directly.

But if you want to swallow some of the chaotic breath, it's still possible.

This spiritual spring is so huge, as long as it doesn't make too much noise, it is not easy for the strong people who monitor this spiritual spring to detect it.

There are so many chaotic breaths, just enough to help Chu Fengmian practice swordsmanship.

The God Swallowing Python slowly opened its mouth, gulping down the spiritual power in the spiritual spring.

On the other side, Chu Fengmian was sitting in the courtyard, and he could already feel that the steady stream of spiritual power had begun to be sent into Chu Fengmian's body.

The chaotic breath in it made Chu Fengmian's mind extremely clear. After observing the Nine Realms swordsmanship again, he observed several shortcomings in it.

"Swordsmanship practice!"

From in front of Chu Fengmian, nine figures condensed in one breath, and these nine figures were practicing the nine domains swordsmanship over and over again.

Each rehearsal will be a little bit different, and gradually start to improve, and make up for every shortcoming.

"Boom! Boom!"

In the entire courtyard, gusts of wind continued to sound, which was exactly the fluctuation of spiritual power that Chu Fengmian practiced swordsmanship constantly.

From the ancient book in front of Chu Fengmian, the cracks on it are beginning to be repaired.

This represents the continuous improvement of the Nine Realms swordsmanship.

This is the magic of the chaotic breath, which can be used to practice swordsmanship, as long as the chaotic breath is extremely rare.

It can only be found in some spiritual springs, and this time Chu Fengmian discovered these chaotic breaths only by accident.

That being the case, Chu Fengmian naturally wouldn't be polite, Tuntian Divine Python paid attention to the gaze of the strong in the underground spiritual spring, to prevent being discovered by those strong.

As long as he has enough chaotic breath, it is enough for Chu Fengmian's Nine Realms swordsmanship to reach perfection temporarily, reaching the limit of his realm.

A full day has passed.

In the courtyard, the nine figures in front of Chu Fengmian who were constantly showing their sword skills suddenly disappeared slowly.

From Chu Fengmian's body, he could hardly feel any powerful sword domain, but when he looked at Chu Fengmian's eyes.

Just this gaze alone is incomparably sharp.

His sword intent was completely hidden, so that Chu Fengmian couldn't seem to feel any sword intent, and couldn't even recognize Chu Fengmian's identity as a sword cultivator at a glance.

This is the state where the Jiuyu swordsmanship is beginning to converge. With the continuous improvement of the Jiuyu swordsmanship, his sword will gradually converge.

Such Nine Realms swordsmanship is even more terrifying, if suddenly, Chu Fengmian's swordsmanship erupts.

Let alone an emperor, even if it is a half-step supreme ancestor who is in the realm of the sky, there will be great troubles.

"There are still three days before the Nine Realms Genius Battle. Since my Nine Realms swordsmanship has already been practiced, taking advantage of this time, it is better to take a closer look at what is in this spiritual spring."

Chu Fengmian's eyes flickered, thinking secretly in his heart.

He directly dispersed the ancient books condensed from the Nine Realms swordsmanship in front of him, and then Chu Fengmian's consciousness entered the Heaven-swallowing Divine Python again.

Gradually sneaked into the Lingquan.

Compared with the chaotic breath in the Lingquan, the chaotic breath swallowed by Chu Fengmian is nothing but a drop in the bucket.

At a glance, the entire Lingquan is still full of chaos. Chu Fengmian stimulated his spiritual consciousness to the extreme, and then reluctantly peeled off the chaos in front of him, and began to search continuously.

"I don't believe it, this spiritual spring is actually endless!"

The Heaven-swallowing Divine Python condensed by Chu Fengmian's sword intent continuously walked through the spiritual spring.

Chu Fengmian wants to figure out how huge this spiritual spring is, but several hours have passed for Chu Fengmian, and Chu Fengmian still hasn't found the end.

It seems that this spiritual spring is almost endlessly huge and has no end.

Compared with what Chu Fengmian imagined, this is many times bigger.

Another three hours passed.

The Heaven-swallowing Divine Python transformed by Chu Fengmian has been exploring this spiritual spring for a full six hours.

Just when Chu Fengmian was about to give up.

Chu Fengmian suddenly felt that the surrounding chaotic atmosphere seemed to be much thinner.

Now the Heaven-swallowing Divine Python has approached the center of the Lingquan. It stands to reason that the chaotic atmosphere inside should be more intense.

But now, it has become much thinner.

Moreover, Chu Fengmian felt that these chaotic breaths seemed to be directly sucked away by a force.

"It seems that there is something devouring this chaotic atmosphere?"

Seeing this change, Chu Fengmian suddenly raised his spirits.

In this spiritual spring, Chu Fengmian has not found anything yet, and now there are some abnormalities, how can Chu Fengmian not be excited.

"Is there a strong person who cultivates in this spiritual spring? Or is there something hidden in this spiritual spring?"

Chu Fengmian thought about this secretly.

At the same time, on the other side, the speed of the God Swallowing Python also gradually slowed down, and began to hide in the aura of the Lingquan.

After all, the Heaven-swallowing Divine Python is transformed by sword intent. Once it is truly hidden, even some supreme ancestors will not be able to detect it easily.

At the same time, Chu Fengmian was already prepared for an accident in his heart. Once he encountered a strong person in the spiritual spring, Chu Fengmian would immediately disperse the God-swallowing python, so as not to set himself on fire.

After preparing all these, the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Python gradually approached the direction where the chaotic breath was flowing.

(End of this chapter)