Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 968
Respect the nine transformations of martial arts, follow the sky and the earth!
This step is the end point of the Nine Transformations of Zunwu, and the next step is to comprehend the holy way.

The first step is to comprehend the power of the holy essence, and then you can step into the quasi-sacred realm, and after passing through the three calamities, you will become a real saint.

At this time, a miraculous scene appeared above Lu Feng's head.

In the power of celestial phenomena, Dharma Xiang sits in the middle, and Jiuyang is constantly flying around Dharma Xiang's body like a belt.

Lu Feng made a slight movement, and the moment Fa Xiang's big hand slapped had the power of celestial phenomena, which was dozens of times more terrifying than before.

And that Jiuyang is like a magic weapon, it condenses into a magic sword and becomes the weapon of Dharma
This is the real power of the domain. If it is shrouded by the law of heaven and earth and cannot be broken, life and death will be completely controlled by Lu Feng.

Moreover, when the power of the domain reaches the saint realm, it will become a small space, where the saints can directly speak out the law and suppress the warriors under the saint realm, which is the so-called power of saint power.

It is even more terrifying when you reach the Ancient Sacred Realm. It becomes a small world by itself, and even some mortals can live there.

Just like the heart of the ancestors, which is the fragment that Blackstone absorbed the boundary core before, if those Dzogchen holy lands are obtained, they will be crazy. After all, this kind of world power can make them understand the mystery of the ancient sages.

Thinking of this, Lu Feng couldn't help looking inside the heart of the ancestors with his mental power. Although the world inside was still violent, it had absorbed some fragments and had eased a lot.

Moreover, he found that whenever he used the heart of the ancestors to refine the holy liquid, the power fed back would be more of that magical power of origin.

Lu Feng was also excited, and immediately looked at Sword Ancestor Qinglian, stood up and cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Sword Ancestor Qinglian."

He understood that without this pool of water, it would not be so easy to break through in a short time.

And Jianzu Qinglian hangs down the rhizome, as if to say that I understand, no need to thank you, everything is ordered by Jianzu.

Lu Feng nodded. Coming to the Qinglian Holy Land this time solved his many years of knots, and also made his own realm breakthrough, so he couldn't help but feel more grateful to the Qinglian Sword Ancestor who left behind the opportunity.

And now, he has been here for several months, and it is time to leave.

"It's time to say goodbye."

Lu Feng cupped his fists at Sword Ancestor Qinglian.

He knew that Sword Ancestor Qinglian had already activated her spiritual wisdom, but she hadn't reached the level of Sword Ancestor.

And just as Lu Feng was about to leave, Sword Ancestor Qinglian shook, and the remaining eight fist-sized cyan lotus seeds suddenly fell into his hands.

Lu Feng was stunned. Each of these blue lotus seeds had been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and they were priceless.

If one swallows it, it will allow even the most stupid person to break through the Martial Martial Realm unimpededly from the Casting Body Realm all the way.

And because each cyan lotus seed is full of life force, even a saint can prolong his life for a hundred years if he takes it, and it will make countless people crazy.

Lu Feng was silent for a moment and took it away.

Because this is the opportunity left by Qinglian Sword Ancestor to those who come here.

The branches and leaves of Sword Ancestor Qinglian swayed. At this time, a powerful supernatural power was displayed, and the space gradually became blurred, forming a passage that swept Lu Feng in.

When Lu Feng disappeared, a palm-sized bronze plate suddenly followed him away.

"One person, one sword, across the world, my heart is free, who will fight for the front."

The moment these voices echoed, Sword Ancestor Qinglian rippled blue waves, and then slowly closed the space.

Calm forest and sea mountains.

Between the space distortions, a figure slowly appeared, it was Lu Feng who had left Qinglian Sacred Realm.

Lu Feng took a deep breath, this time entering Qinglian Holy Land did not disappoint him, he became the biggest winner this time.

"It's been a few months, if you don't go back again, You Ruo might be worried, that girl"

Lu Feng looked in the direction of the holy city, and he felt bursts of joy in his heart.

But just as he was about to leave, the void around him shook violently, and an extremely powerful force sealed it off.

"not good!"

Lu Feng was startled, a crack spread rapidly in the distance, and a sword light that had reached the holy realm swept directly towards him.

"Mu Beitian!"

Sensing this aura, Lu Feng's face was gloomy, and he killed Mu Zongqing in the holy realm, but the three major sword sects would not give up on this, and actually attracted Mu Beitian to come in person.

"Unfeeling Sword Master, you have done too much. The world says you are ruthless and ungrateful. In order to become holy, you even absorbed the holy source of Feixue Sword Saint, but I didn't expect to deal with a junior in your capacity. .”

The space blockade suddenly broke, and the ancestor of the sword spirit crossed the infinite space in one step with the Qinglian sword in his hand, and came directly to Lu Feng.

"Give me a face, I only want him."

The heartless sword master stared at Lu Feng.

He didn't care about Mu Zongqing's death.

What he cares most is whether Lu Feng has obtained the secret left by Qinglian Sword Ancestor.

"After all, this is my holy land and not your imperial capital. You are getting more and more arrogant, and dare to do anything under my nose."

The sword spirit patriarch also has jealousy in his heart, Mu Beitian is nothing in his eyes, but behind him is the imperial dynasty, even the Qiqing sword master has said that the Mu Xing emperor is terrible.

"It's just a sword spirit, you can stop the people that my emperor wants? Then come back to the imperial capital with me."

The golden holy light occupies the void, and from some space, a projection suddenly came here.

That projection is exactly Emperor Mu Xing.

After reaching the Ancient Sage Realm, the dantian becomes a small world by itself, and this projection of the Ancient Sage is just one of their methods.

The face of the sword spirit patriarch changed slightly, and then a slightly old figure patted him, then smiled, "Emperor Mu Xing is a rare visitor, it is the ancient sage who came to my holy place, it really makes me feel that hospitality is not good week."

"Seven Emotions Sword Master."

Seeing the Sword Master of Seven Emotions, Lu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

"My imperial dynasty does not want to have any trouble with the Holy Land. I only want this person when I come here today, and I hope that the Lord of the Holy City will give Dichao this face."

The emperor's projection is with his hands behind his back, staring at the world.

"If you are a guest today, I welcome you with all my emotions. If you are not a guest, please forgive me for not sending you off."

The Sword Master of Seven Emotions spoke very straightforwardly, and said with a sneer.

This time, the emperor quietly sent the saint in, which was already a big taboo, and he also wanted to know what Lu Feng got in the holy territory, so naturally he would not look at the emperor to take people.

Emperor Mu Xing frowned, and immediately said with a deep drink, "It seems that I want to take the person myself."

The big golden hand fell directly, it was as vast as a world, even a saint would feel that he was extremely small at this moment.

"Although my holy land doesn't participate in the battle, it's not where you can be presumptuous with an ancient holy projection!"

After the Sword Master of Seven Emotions shouted, he saw thirteen long swords shining with different lights piercing through.

Seven emotions and six desires, thirteen holy swords.

The big golden hand shattered directly, but the power of Emperor Mu Xing's master suddenly increased a lot, and he grabbed it away with one palm.

"Emperor Mu Xing, your strength has reached this level. No wonder the Star Emperor fell into your hands thousands of years ago, but this is my holy land after all, so it's better to restrain yourself."

The Sword Master of Seven Emotions looked serious.

But the moment he shot, the projection of the ancient sage of Emperor Mu Xing suddenly dissipated, and his mouth moved slightly, as if leaving a threatening word.

"Dark Demon Lord, I knew that you, an old fellow, would not live in peace. Old Sages like you who are carefree and have a limited lifespan are the most difficult to deal with. Unlike me, there is a huge holy place behind you."

The Sword Master of Seven Emotions knew in his heart that it was another ancient sage powerhouse who bombarded the projection of the ancient sage, and gave a wry smile.

After a moment of silence, his eyes fell on Lu Feng, and he waved his hands to isolate the space, and asked, "What else have you gained in Qinglian Holy Land?"

(End of this chapter)