Chaos body

Chapter 465 Transformation Sword Intent
When Ye Feng broke the restriction of the tomb, he immediately felt a strong chaotic aura rushing towards his face. Under the influence of this chaotic aura, Ye Feng felt the gray imprint in his sea of ​​consciousness violently shake. Shake up.It caused the power of the soul in his entire mind to set off a huge wave.

Such a situation was unexpected by Ye Feng.

"What a strong chaotic atmosphere! What is in this tomb?"

Ye Feng took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then used his consciousness and mental strength to infiltrate into the tomb. This is double insurance.

Even now, Ye Feng still dare not neglect in the slightest, after all, this is the Tianxin Realm, and this kind of place is full of dangers.And these dangers may be left by the inheritors of the Tianxin Realm, or they may be left by the Lord of Death. After all, the Lord of Death once occupied this place.

Be careful to make the ten-thousand-year ship, this is the eternal truth.

Under the double inspection of divine sense and spiritual power, Ye Feng didn't feel any danger. He held the Star Sword in his hand, and then walked slowly towards the tomb.

Leading to the tomb is a rectangular passage five meters high and three meters wide.In this passage, Ye Feng saw many lifelike gestures. On these murals, there are pictures of landscapes, pictures of people, and pictures of monsters and beasts.

The murals at the entrance of the passageway are very simple, maybe it has been too long, these murals originally covered by the secret pattern prohibition have become somewhat damaged now.Except for a few murals that are relatively well preserved, most of the murals cannot clearly see the content on them.

The air in the passage is a bit humid, but there is no peculiar smell. After all, this is the place where the Saints of Death live. Neither the king nor the powerful saints under him are willing to live in a place full of decay.

Holding the Star Sword in his hand, Ye Feng walked slowly along the depths of the passage.

The closer to the depth of the passage, the stronger the chaotic atmosphere.

"There must be some treasures from ancient times here!"

Feeling the increasingly chaotic atmosphere ahead, Ye Feng began to secretly guess in his heart.

Ye Feng knew that some treasures from the ancient times contained the aura of chaos. In the ancient times, the time when the world first opened was relatively close. In that period, it was very easy to get the aura of chaos.

Now, it is too far away from the ancient times, and there is very little chaos in nature.Because the Immortal Dust Continent was injured at the beginning, under the consciousness of being repaired by me, the origin of the Immortal Dust Continent will absorb the chaotic energy scattered between the heaven and the earth, and use it to restore its injured origin.

Therefore, the air of chaos has become the treasure in the minds of all practitioners.

The Qi of Chaos has a great effect. Under the influence of the Qi of Chaos, practitioners can understand the original rules or the rules of heaven and earth more quickly.In addition, many people use the air of chaos to refine weapons.

In today's Immortal Dust Continent, many sage kings and powerhouses will collect the energy of chaos. In the future, after he breaks through to become an emperor and is expelled from the origin of the Immortal Dust Continent, he can use the energy of chaos to strengthen his avatar.

Ye Feng didn't know why those strong people who were forced to leave the fairy dust continent tried to keep a clone in the fairy dust continent.It is understandable for some people to be reluctant to part with their relatives, but almost all the strong emperors will leave a clone of themselves in Xianchen Continent at any cost.What exactly is this?
This question has been in Ye Feng's mind for a long time. He wanted to find someone to ask him clearly, but he never took any action.

After going a thousand meters deep into the passage of the tomb, the surrounding murals turned into reliefs.

Compared with murals, reliefs are carved on stones, and even without the strengthening of the secret pattern prohibition, they will be well preserved for an extremely long time.

On these reliefs, Ye Feng saw a lot of sword skills.

"These sword skills are very special, at least they are heaven-level sword skills!"

Ye Feng was immediately attracted by the sword skills in front of him.He knew that for some mighty beings, after death, when his descendants buried him, they would leave what he had learned throughout his life in various forms in his tomb.

When Ye Feng looked at these murals, he suddenly felt a sharp sword intent acting on his soul.

Ye Feng frowned slightly, and then used his soul power to resist the sword intent emanating from the relief.

After encountering resistance, the sword intent emanating from the relief immediately became stronger.That tyrannical momentum almost broke Ye Feng's soul.

"What a powerful sword intent!"

Ye Feng's face turned pale, he knew that it was impossible to take back his consciousness at this moment.The current strategy is to continuously strengthen his sword intent and resist the sword intent emanating from the relief.

In the passage of the tomb, on the relief, there are actually many secret lines lit up.After these secret lines lit up, the sword intent became stronger.

"Never back down!"

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, constantly condensing his sword intent, to contend with this powerful sword intent.

In this situation, Ye Feng can only fight with his back.He is very clear that if he is defeated in this confrontation, his sword heart will collapse, and his sword way will no longer exist.

Without Ye Feng's kendo, his strength will definitely be greatly reduced.

Ye Feng fixed his eyes on the mural in front of him.The sword intent in the eyes has been condensed into substance, turning into streaks of sword energy, shooting towards the relief.

At the same time, the sword intent emanating from the relief became even stronger, and that sword intent also turned into substance, shooting towards Ye Feng.

The substantive sword intent kept colliding.

As time went by, the sword intent became stronger and stronger. At first, those sword intents only shot at Ye Feng from one place, but later, those sword intents attacked Ye Feng from all directions in 360 degrees.

If it was someone else, they might have already been defeated, but Ye Feng had already practiced the Dazizai swordsmanship to the realm of transforming the sea. With a thought, the sea of ​​mind in Xuanying's body immediately began to tumbling.A special aura immediately enveloped Ye Feng's body.

This special aura is the Soul Sword Domain.

This spiritual sword field is very powerful, and what it consumes is the spiritual sword energy in Xuanying's body, and it has no effect on the power of the soul at all.

Around Ye Feng's body, those sword intents exploded continuously.

"Sword of the soul, open it for me!"

Ye Feng condensed multicolored sword intent, and killed towards the relief.

The countless sword intents in front of him were constantly shattered by Ye Feng's Five Elements sword intent.

At this moment, Ye Feng's five-element sword intent has been elevated to an unprecedented level, and wherever it passes, it will be destroyed.The sword intent of those metamorphosis could not be resisted at all.

In the end, Ye Feng's five-element sword intent penetrated the sword curtain formed by the transformed sword intent, and bombarded the relief.

The relief immediately shattered, and a huge hole appeared in front of Ye Feng, and the tyrannical sword intent also dissipated.

"Huh? There is still a space inside!"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that there was a special space behind the relief, he had an intuition in his heart that the space behind the relief was the real burial place of the owner of the tomb.

At this moment, Ye Feng didn't bother to pay attention to the things in the tomb, and immediately flew into this mysterious space.

After passing through a series of spatial ripples, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he came to a brand new world. This world seems to have no distinction between heaven and earth, but it is very bright. Ethereal, there is a feeling of unreality.

In the distance stood strange and dangerous emerald green peaks. These peaks seemed to grow out of thin air, and the bottom could not be seen.

Ye Feng glanced around, but there was no one around.

The farthest mountain is the tallest and largest, like a sword piercing into the sky, with a faint golden light on the mountainside.

After seeing the golden light on the mountainside, Ye Feng spit out a few words to himself.On top of this huge sword wind, he felt an extremely fierce sword intent, or it could also be called sword momentum.

He circulated the holy power in his body and flew upwards along the sword peak. He didn't know how long he flew and still couldn't see the top. He wondered in his heart, "Could it be that this mountain really reaches the sky?"

Looking at the mountain peak piercing into the sky, Ye Feng increased his speed to the extreme.

After a long time, Ye Feng finally reached the top of the mountain, and the top of the mountain was even more smoky and confused. Although he had reached the level of a holy king and his eyesight had improved a lot, his visibility was still limited.

There were bursts of cold light shining in the center of the top, and a burst of cold air forced him to shiver involuntarily.

Ye Feng stabilized his mind, let the holy power run faster, adjusted the state to the best, and flew away.

"It's such a terrifying chill, I'm already in the body of a half-celestial being, yet I actually feel so cold!"

Ye Feng was secretly shocked in his heart.

"Then where is the mighty one buried?" Ye Feng wandered aimlessly on the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is a huge platform, surrounded by dense forests, Ye Feng found that the plants here are very strange, the leaves of each plant are like a sharp sword.

A gust of wind blew by, and Ye Feng was shocked to discover that the majesty was actually formed by tiny sword qi. If an ordinary sage was hit by this wind, he would be injured if he did not die.

Ye Feng moved forward cautiously, but being careful sailed for thousands of years, he walked forward with this mentality.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a cold light flashed in the distance, Ye Feng shouted: "What a powerful attack!"

Ye Feng hurriedly dodged it with the footwork of stepping on the stars and chasing the moon, and that cold light passed through the afterimage left by Ye Feng.

(End of this chapter)