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A sword, the momentum is so huge.

Seeing such a scene, Jiang Feng took a deep breath of air-conditioning. He had to say that this sword shocked him too much. If the target was him, he would probably have blood spattered on the spot right now. No luck!

However, after the bloodthirsty sword fell from the sky, the movement did not stop because of it. After the bloodthirsty sword fell, its blade, about two-thirds of its length, was deeply inserted into the stump of the ginkgo tree .

As far as Jiang Feng could see, he saw the hilt of the sword exposed in the air trembling. This kind of trembling was not the trembling of the tip of the sword, but as if a big hand was grasping the hilt, trying to squeeze the bloodthirsty It was as if the sword had been pulled out of the tree stump.

Under the control of that invisible big hand, the hilt of the sword trembled more and more, as if it was about to be pulled out at any moment. At the same time, the calm air in the courtyard suddenly felt a strange fluctuation.

"Shh!"

At the moment when a slight fluctuation appeared, Jiang Feng's pupils shrank sharply, and his face was full of puzzlement and shock.

He was shocked to find that the bloodthirsty sword was also absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, and that aura was stronger than before.

However, the spiritual energy released by the ginkgo tree in the yard has been consumed by the spirit suppressing seal and the immortal seal. Where did this abundant and rich spiritual energy come from?

This discovery made Jiang Feng quite puzzled. Could it be that this aura came from between heaven and earth?

Yes?

or not?

Jiang Feng couldn't figure it out, his gaze was fixed on the trembling hilt of the bloodthirsty sword, Jiang Feng knew that no matter where the spiritual energy came from, he should be able to find the answer on the bloodthirsty sword.

As a result, Jiang Feng was not disappointed in the end.

About ten minutes passed, and the trembling speed of the sword hilt reached an extreme. Finally, with a slight "click", the small stump of the ginkgo tree turned into powder and burst.

After the tree stump broke, the bloodthirsty sword body appeared in front of Jiang Feng's eyes, but that was not all, there was still about one-third of the sword tip stuck in the soil.

The hilt of the sword kept shaking, and under the shaking of the hilt, the roar of the sword body was driven. In the air, the sound of the dragon's chant, which was not very clear before, rang in Jiang Feng's ears in a deafening way. .

In Jiang Feng's feeling, his eardrums seemed to be pierced by the sound of the dragon chant, making Jiang Feng dizzy for a while, Jiang Feng bit his tongue hard, forcing himself to wake up.

With a "boom", a vast aura suddenly swept towards Jiang Feng, and with the overflow of that aura, the land under the bloodthirsty sword's tip suddenly burst open.

The ground exploded, and balls of broken mud splashed in all directions, as if it had rained mud, showing a small pit about several feet deep.

The sound of "hissing" can be heard endlessly at this moment. The sound is like ten thousand snakes coming out of a hole, making one's scalp numb. Jiang Feng saw countless white mist spurting from the bottom of the pit at a glance. out.

The white mist shot out, like water vapor but not water vapor, after the shot out, the weeds that were originally withered and withered in the entire backyard actually sprouted green shoots in an extremely strange way .

"That is……"

Jiang Feng was in a state of confusion quietly, because if he read correctly, the white mist that spewed out turned out to be spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy turned into mist, which was obviously the embodiment of extreme concentration.

You must know that under normal circumstances, it is almost impossible for the aura to turn into mist. The only possibility is to be in the spiritual spring.

Could it be that there is a small spiritual spring under the ginkgo tree?

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Feng felt that this must be the case. In this way, the reason why there was a ginkgo tree growing here, as well as the many things that he couldn't figure out before, all became clear in an instant.

Lingquan, this is a product of Tianyuan Continent, and even if you look at Tianyuan Continent, the number of Lingquan is definitely not too much, and often found, they are all forcibly occupied by powerful forces, and outsiders have no way of getting their hands on them.

However, on the earth, a spiritual spring appeared unexpectedly. Even a small spiritual spring, which couldn't be smaller, made Jiang Feng's heart feel hot and excited.

This kind of excitement is not due to the abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in the spiritual spring, but because there is a spiritual spring on the earth, it shows that, in a sense, the earth is actually equipped with the conditions for cultivation. It can even be said that, Different from the cruelty of the cultivation world in Tianyuan Continent, the cultivation on this earth, compared to the previous ones, may have resources that are more than enough to allow him to break through to extremely high cultivation bases in a relatively short period of time.

In this way, no matter how resolute Jiang Feng's mind is, how can he not be excited?

Jiang Feng stared fixedly at the aura that had turned into mist. In his eyes, there was a crimson greedy color. Even in the Tianyuan Continent, it was something that countless people were vying for. How could Jiang Feng hold it back? The throbbing of my heart.

But soon, Jiang Feng's fiery eyes gradually turned cold, and his expression gradually returned to calm. Immediately, Jiang Feng smiled wryly, even if he found the Lingquan, he would not be able to use it anymore.

Above the small pit, in the air at a height of three meters, the bloodthirsty sword stood horizontally in the air, with the tip of the sword facing down and the hilt facing the sky. None of the spiritual energy that shot out from the spiritual spring escaped, and all rushed towards the bloodthirsty sword. The tip of the sword is nourishing its blade frantically.

Being robbed of cultivation resources by a sword, such a scene made Jiang Feng a little helpless, but Jiang Feng also knew that although the bloodthirsty sword could not be sacrificed to produce a sword spirit, it was not ordinary, and it already had a faint psychic power Meaning, therefore, Jiang Feng did not deliberately interfere, because Jiang Feng also wanted to see how far the bloodthirsty sword could be tempered under the nourishment of this extremely rich aura.

The rich spiritual energy rushed towards the bloodthirsty sword, as if being absorbed by a huge force of absorption, lingering around the blade of the bloodthirsty sword.

Under the nourishment of that spiritual energy, the color of the bloodthirsty sword gradually began to change. On the sword body, the strange red color after bloodthirsty quickly disappeared, revealing its original black color, but the black The color, looking at it now, is a bit thicker and less bloodthirsty.

The change did not end here. As the absorbed spiritual energy increased, the color of the bloodthirsty sword continued to change, from the jet-black color to a faint golden color. That trace of gold and trace of Yellow, mixed with the black color, is not conspicuous, but Jiang Feng can still see it clearly.

"Could it be that the blade of the bloodthirsty sword is not jet-black?" Jiang Feng whispered to himself, with great curiosity in his eyes, and he also wanted to see what the bloodthirsty sword could change into in the end.

Moreover, this change is not just a change in color. The bloodthirsty sword that has absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy has obviously become more domineering. Sharpness.

In this way, about 15 minutes passed, and the mist spurting out from the spiritual spring finally dissipated slowly, which was because the spiritual energy in the spiritual spring was completely absorbed.

And the color of the bloodthirsty sword also stopped changing, the body of the sword is still pitch-black, but the pitch-black color is more pure, and within the purity, there is faint golden light flowing.

Only then did Jiang Feng stretch out his big hand and grab the bloodthirsty sword. With this grab, he grabbed the bloodthirsty sword into his hand without any hindrance. Jiang Feng was slightly surprised, then lowered his head and looked at the bloodthirsty sword in his hand intently. .

"Hey, the body of the sword has become smaller, and its sharpness has also weakened a lot, but the sword intent of this sword has reached a level that is almost uncontrollable." Jiang Feng muttered to himself, knowing that the self-spirit The spiritual energy gushing out of the spring not only nourishes the sword body, but also has the effect of tempering the sword.

After watching it for a while, Jiang Feng put away the bloodthirsty sword, took a few steps forward, walked to the small pit, and looked down. In the small pit, there were pits and hollows, which were no different from ordinary small mud pits. If you feel it with your heart, you can still feel a wave of aura, but the aura is so thin that it can be ignored.

And on the edge of the small pit, when the spirit spring erupted, the weeds that had sprouted stopped growing, leaving only a small piece of greenery, announcing what happened here.

Jiang Feng looked at it and gave a wry smile. Who would have thought that there was such a secret under the ginkgo tree. In this way, no one knew whether it was a good thing or a bad thing that the ginkgo tree was cut down.

Naturally, no matter whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, Jiang Feng always remembered this enmity deeply in his heart.

After such a change, almost an hour passed, and it was almost noon. Jiang Feng shook his head, "I don't know what happened to Zhao Wuxia. I don't know if the movement in this yard has disturbed her."

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng walked towards the room. After only two steps, he saw a figure walking out of the room. The man who came out was wearing a black windbreaker and was tightly wrapped. With a graceful and graceful body, even if it is wrapped so tightly, it still cannot conceal the charm it exudes.

Jiang Feng stopped and looked at Zhao Wuxia. Zhao Wuxia's red lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. The corners of his lips curled up, and he responded with a smile.

Jiang Feng then smiled and said, "Do you feel better?"

"Well, it's much better." Zhao Wuxia nodded lightly. Now, except for her face being slightly pale, her energy and spirit are no different from usual.

But Jiang Feng knew that no matter how tough Zhao Wuxia was, he would definitely have left a lot of shadows in his heart after encountering such a thing, but Zhao Wuxia said so, and Jiang Feng would not expose them. Give time, let's wash away slowly.

"Master..." After hesitating for a while, Zhao Wuxia spoke again, before he finished speaking, he heard a slightly anxious voice from outside the courtyard: "Jiang Feng... Jiang Feng..."