Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 363 The Spirit of Xuanhe
With the passage of time, the opening of the ancient continent in two months is getting closer.

And in this atmosphere, the atmosphere in the entire sect suddenly became extremely tense. Many geniuses who are about to participate in the ancient continent are trying their best to become stronger every minute and every second.

In the ancient continent, in addition to the dangers from itself, the bigger one is the disputes between geniuses among the major forces.

Every time the ancient continent is opened, the death rate is so high that almost one-third of the disciples fall every time.

The most tragic time, Zhitianmen paid nearly half of the disciples to fall.

And under such high danger, the harvest is also extremely astonishing. As long as they can leave the ancient continent alive, some people will more or less gain some opportunities.

Throughout Cangzhou, most of the Tianwu powerhouses have walked out of the ancient continent.

Therefore, no matter how dangerous the ancient continent is, there are countless disciples who follow it.

During this time, Lu Feng also tried his best to retreat in Xuanhe.

In the rich profound energy of heaven and earth, his true energy was tempered at an extremely fast speed, and there were faint signs of hitting the sixth level of true martial arts.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on a stone platform, surrounded by the surging water of the Xuanhe River.

In the pupil, two groups of crystal flames burned.

A crystal lotus flower suddenly emerged, and then exploded countless sharp soul blades, bringing an extremely ear-piercing sound of soul screams.

"When the mental strength reaches level 46, there are more methods that can be used."

In a blink of an eye, Lu Feng's mind moved, and thunder clouds gathered in the void, and countless thunderbolts crashed down.

Then, while the mind was changing, the crystal flames suddenly emerged, layer upon layer towards the front.

During this period of time, Lu Feng not only broke through the realm, but also practiced some spiritual mysteries.

He knew that entering the ancient continent with his own realm was almost at the bottom, but his spiritual power was unrivaled, which would become his big trump card.

"It's still short of the fourth level of spiritual power to attract the blessings of the saints."

Xiaohu said comfortably after bathing in the Zhongxuan River.

Its body glowed with a dark golden light, and the tiger's prestige became more and more tyrannical.

"Yes, I hope that I can gain something in the ancient continent, otherwise it will not be easy to reach the fiftieth level."

Lu Feng nodded.

"With me and that stupid bird here, everything can be swept away."

Xiaohu raised his eyes confidently.

"There are no restrictions in the Ancient Continent. None of those favored sons of heaven have a terrible trump card." Lu Feng struck, "So improving one's own strength is the most basic."

Hearing this, Xiaohu also nodded.

There are many ancient sect relics in the ancient continent, and if it wants to restore its strength, it is undoubtedly the best choice.

Time passed January in such an atmosphere of tension.

The atmosphere of desperate cultivation in the sect became more and more hot.

"Lu Feng, I give you a chance. There is the spirit of Xuanhe in this Xuanhe. Whether you can get it or not depends on your ability." Huangfufeng's voice suddenly sounded.

This piece of Xuanhe is actually an independent space opened up by him.

"The spirit of Xuanhe?" Lu Feng looked at the rushing Xuanhe.

"The spirit of Xuanhe is formed by the condensation of rich profound energy. It possesses wit and wisdom and knows how to avoid danger. However, if it can be refined, it will have unexpected benefits."

A finger light swept out from the sky, and when it fell into the Xuan River, it immediately exploded into water spray.

Several groups of white fish-like light groups were swimming in it, even if they didn't get close, they could still feel the vast and pure profound energy in it.

This kind of profound energy is much more advanced than the Profound Vein Pill.

"Is this the spirit of the profound veins?"

Lu Feng showed interest, and a palm of light swept out from his palm, grabbing at the spirit of Xuanhe with lightning speed.

However, what surprised Lu Feng was that the spirit of Xuanhe was extremely fast, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"It is not enough to rely on brute force to capture the spirit of Xuanhe, it is better to learn how to walk in the wind."

Huangfu Feng's voice gradually disappeared in this space.

"Does Tianfeng swim in vain?"

The light in Lu Feng's eyes bloomed, his figure was like the wind, as if he was traveling through space, and his palms were grasping at the spirit of Xuanhe.

But the Xuanhe Spirit was extremely cunning, and the moment Lu Feng was about to hold it, it slipped out of his palm at an extremely slippery speed.

"It's not easy to catch this thing."

Lu Feng's eyes swept away, and there were dozens of Xuanhe spirits in the Xuanhe, and immediately Fengyou Xubu moved and grabbed them with extremely strange steps that day.

Whoosh whoosh!
Above the Xuanhe River, countless afterimages flitted past, bringing palpitating sounds of piercing through the air, and those strange and unpredictable footwork are enough to rule the roost in the real martial arts realm.

For several days in a row, Lu Feng failed to catch the spirit of Xuanhe, but his footwork has also improved greatly, and he has a better understanding of the spirit of Xuanhe.

The spirit of Xuanhe does not have any attack power, but its speed is extremely fast in the real martial arts realm.

To catch it requires not only extreme speed, but also a keen reaction.

On the fourth day, Lu Feng's figure flitted out again, and a big hand carrying a majestic true essence ruthlessly grabbed at the Xuanhe Spirit, and countless water columns in the Xuanhe suddenly exploded.

This time, the spirit of Xuanhe didn't escape, and was tightly held by Lu Feng.

A fiery force floated, and the spirit of Xuanhe was gradually refined by Lu Feng, and suddenly that vast profound energy crazily poured into the Xuanfu.

Lu Feng squinted his eyes enjoying it, the profound energy could almost equalize his ten days of painstaking practice.

Now, his eyes suddenly brightened, looking at the spirit of Xuanhe swimming in the Xuanhe.

"Very good, comprehension is really good."

Beyond the Xuanhe River, Huangfu Feng looked down at this space.

He stroked his beard, very satisfied with Lu Feng's performance.

His most proud disciple, Hong Luan, also spent ten days catching the Xuanhe Spirit in the True Martial Realm, but Lu Feng did it in just four days.

From the side, his talent is even more terrifying than Hongluan, what he lacks is time.

At this time, there were endless explosions in the Xuanhe River, and that figure rushed out like the wind, chasing down the spirits of the Xuanhe River in the vast space.

With the previous experience, this time it only took two days to catch another one.

After refining, his realm was one step closer to the sixth level of true martial arts.

The higher the realm, the higher the price Lu Feng has to pay.

If it were any other disciple, only three Xuanhe Spirits would be needed to break through to the first level, but for Lu Feng, the price would need to be ten times that.

Right now there are still dozens of Xuanhe spirits in the Xuanhe, and if they want to capture them all, the remaining 20 days are obviously not enough.

Right now, there are only 24 days left until the opening of the ancient continent.

Moreover, he also felt that these Xuanhe spirits could hardly sharpen his speed too much.

"Since your speed is so fast, then I will create this prison for you."

Lu Feng pondered slightly, and then he smiled, and silk threads of inscription patterns rushed out from his fingertips, forming a large formation.

The great formation was extremely turbulent, and the powerful dividing force divided the Xuanhe River.

But this large formation revealed a gap, and the surging river rushed through it, luring the spirit of Xuanhe into that gap.

With the help of the formation, Lu Feng hopes to capture as many as possible before the arrival of the ancient continent.

(End of this chapter)