Great Sword Master

The sky is high and the earth is vast.

The sun hangs in the sky, illuminating everything.

There are distant mountains and nearby water, dense vegetation, and rocks.

This Sui Liu Realm looks like a small world, but Chen Feng can clearly see that the world, the sun, the mountains and rivers, the vegetation, the rocks, etc. in front of him all have a sense of illusion, as if they are covered by light smoke, and will dissipate into the invisible if a gust of wind blows.

At the same time, there is also a mysterious feeling.

It is a magical feeling that I summoned the phantom of the long river of time that I saw in my future body.

Time!

Years!

Secretly surprised by such means and mystery, Chen Feng did not waste time. He immediately chose a relatively flat rock to sit down. The moment he sat down, Chen Feng suddenly felt that he seemed to merge with the rock under his seat, and a trance and illusory wonderful feeling grew and permeated his body and mind.

Chen Feng immediately felt the flow of time.

It was a wonderful feeling. Time seemed to have turned into flowing water. Standing in the flowing water, he could clearly feel the flow of the flowing water. However, it was not real flowing water, but time, an extremely mysterious existence that was unpredictable.

While secretly surprised, Chen Feng also hurriedly practiced the Three Treasures True Ancient Art.

The practice of the Three Treasures True Ancient Art is best to absorb the power of the sun, moon and stars. If there is no power of the sun, moon and stars, it can also be practiced, but it will be greatly discounted. Of course, it is undoubtedly several times better than the improvement of self-grinding. As soon as he practiced, Chen Feng unexpectedly discovered that the Three Treasures True Ancient Art can actually absorb the power of the round of illusory true yang on the sky.

This discovery made Chen Feng happy.

Originally, he had prepared for the decline of several times in practice efficiency, and even the hopelessness of completely condensing the ninth petal of the three flowers of spirit, energy and spirit in the Suiliu realm. Unexpectedly, the illusory true yang in the Suiliu realm could also absorb the power of the sun, which was completely unexpected.

Suppressing the joy in his heart and abandoning all distractions, Chen Feng practiced the Three Treasures True Ancient Art with all his heart.

The power of the sun swallowed and spit out, constantly tempering the three flowers of spirit, energy and spirit.

Although Sui Liujing is an illusory little world, there are also alternations of day and night, and the sun and the moon. Therefore, when the sun sets in the west, the moon hangs high, and the stars shine, the Three Treasures True Ancient Art begins to swallow and spit out the power of the moon and the stars.

Without any discount, the Three Treasures True Ancient Art has a remarkable effect on the tempering of the three flowers of spirit, energy and spirit.

It's just that the condensation of the ninth petal is too difficult, even with the Three Treasures True Ancient Art, it takes a lot of time, estimated to be ten years.

However, if there is no Three Treasures True Ancient Art, it will take at least ten times, or even more than a hundred times, to slowly sharpen it.

Time passed slowly.

While Chen Feng practiced the Three Treasures True Ancient Art, swallowing the power of the sun, moon and stars to temper the three flowers of spirit, energy and spirit, he could also feel an invisible pressure growing in his body and mind.

This is the pressure caused by the extremely fast passage of time.

After all, being in a hundred times the speed of time is like being constantly washed by the long river. The longer the time, the greater the pressure, until it is unbearable and has to leave.

This is the case with the Nine Ancestors of the Chen Family.

But in fact, everyone's tolerance is different. Some people can bear it for a longer time, while others cannot.

In addition to being closely related to the individual's tolerance, it is also closely related to the individual's cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the basic pressure to be borne.

The Nine Ancestors' cultivation is far higher than Chen Feng, and their basic pressure is also far higher than Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's cultivation is the Saint Lord Realm, but his true strength is better than the Nine Ancestors.

Time passes slowly.

In addition to constantly practicing the Three Treasures True Ancient Secret, Chen Feng will also use his own sword intent to temper the eighty-one Qingming Wukong Flying Swords. At the same time, he will also comprehend the mystery of the Tianxin-level sword intent and further tap the potential.

For other people, this is almost impossible.

But Chen Feng possessed the three great spirits of heaven, earth and man, and his consciousness could be divided into three parts, which were integrated and did not interfere with each other.

In a blink of an eye, five days had passed. In the outside world, the Quasi-Emperor ancestors of the Chen family were still waiting. It was within their expectations that Chen Feng could stay in there for five days.

The sixth day... the seventh day... the eighth day!

One day passed in the outside world, and a hundred days passed in Suiliu Realm. Ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and Chen Feng still did not leave Suiliu Realm, which made the Quasi-Emperor ancestors of the Chen family worried.

Is Chen Feng still insisting?

Or did something unexpected happen in Suiliu Realm?

Waiting anxiously.

At this moment, in the Tianhuang Secret Realm of Tianhuang Domain.

Mo Cang stood in the void, and nine dark starlights were looming at the center of his eyebrows. A strong sword power also seemed to be there and not there. Behind him, there were four figures, each of whom was filled with aura and had black starlight flashing at the center of his eyebrows.

Three-star Quasi-Emperor!

These four figures were all at the three-star quasi-emperor level, but compared to Mo Cang, the eyes of these four figures seemed dull and rigid, like puppets. Occasionally, a cold light flashed in their eyes, but it was full of evil.

"Do you think closing the door can stop me from leaving..."

Mo Cang stared at the place where the hundred-foot door originally appeared, and a cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, the nine dark starlights between Mo Cang's eyebrows flashed in an instant, condensed like a substance, and an extremely powerful and terrifying aura also erupted, sweeping in all directions, shaking the world, and the astonishing sword power was filled, dark and deep, extremely evil, and wisps of sword energy seemed to turn into dark evil tentacles and spread in all directions.

The dark evil sword intent suddenly rose to the extreme, and seemed to be stronger than the ordinary nine-star quasi-emperor.

Immediately, countless dark evil sword tentacles broke through the air like a magic sword, piercing through everything and piercing into the void. Mo Cang's eyes flashed with black light, and his face was covered with a layer of extremely dense dark aura. While he was shouting, the sword tentacles exerted force and tightened to the extreme.

Boom boom boom!

A series of extremely dull sounds continued to sound, and the void suddenly impacted layers of ripples from the depths, becoming more and more intense, and finally vented out like a flood that broke the dam, and the extreme impact was in all directions, as if it had turned into a sea.

Then I saw an ancient huge bronze portal being dragged out of the depths of the void by a huge force.

That was the secret world portal.

The hidden secret world portal originally required the combined efforts of six eight-star quasi-emperors to be dragged out, but now, Mo Cang did it alone, which was enough to show how amazing his strength was at this moment, and it was not inferior to the combined efforts of six eight-star quasi-emperors.

Of course, the difference in strength between the nine-star quasi-emperor and the ordinary eight-star quasi-emperor was also extremely obvious.

The portal appeared, locked and embedded in the void by Mo Cang's extremely dark and evil sword tentacles, and then opened.

Mo Cang retracted his sword energy and took a step forward. The four puppet-like three-star quasi-emperors behind him also stepped out, and appeared outside the secret world in the blink of an eye, appearing above Tianhuang Valley.

Tianhuang Valley has been blocked by major forces and a large formation has been set up, and no one else is allowed to come.

In addition, the major forces have also sent strong men at the Saint Lord level to monitor here. Once any unexpected situation occurs, they must report to their respective forces as soon as possible.

When Mo Cang appeared with four puppet-like three-star quasi-emperors, the Saint Lords of the major forces also discovered it.

"Ancestor Mo Cang!"

The eyes of the Saint Lord of the Tiancang Sword Sect who stayed here condensed, and he exclaimed immediately.

According to the saying, Quasi-Emperor Mo Cang should have been in danger. It was fine at the beginning, but after a month, people from other forces began to make small attempts, and then the attempts gradually intensified.

Up to now, the pressure faced by the Tiancang Sword Sect is increasing day by day.

If it continues like this, one day it will no longer be able to bear the pressure, and everything in the entire Tiancang Sword Sect is very likely to be swallowed up by other major forces, and the Tiancang Sword Sect will exist in name only.

Everyone in the Tiancang Sword Sect is under great pressure, like a tight bowstring.

I didn't expect to see Ancestor Mo Cang again.

"Great, Ancestor Mo Cang, you are finally back."

The Saint Lord of the Tiancang Sword Sect suddenly burst into tears and looked extremely excited.

The Saint Lords of other major forces were also shocked. Wasn't the rumor that Quasi-Emperor Mo Cang had died?

Could it be wrong?

No matter what, they were shocked and sent the news back as soon as possible.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Just after they sent the news back to their respective forces, in less than three breaths, the void was torn apart, and then, one after another, figures stepped out from it, each of which was filled with astonishing power, just like the eight-star quasi-emperors of the major forces.

"Daoyou Mo Cang, you..."

A group of eight-star quasi-emperors arrived, and the eight-star quasi-emperors of Tiansheng Palace stared at Mo Cang, and were immediately surprised and doubtful.

"Daoyou, are you disappointed to see that I am still alive?"

Mo Cang's eyes were extremely sharp, and the cold light swept across like a sword, and he said with a smile.

However, he hid the dark evil aura on his body deep in his body, and only the original true essence fluctuations and the might of the sword were diffused. Therefore, although the five eight-star quasi-emperors kept peeking, they could not see any secrets.

"No, no, we once felt sorry for your death, Daoist friend Mo Cang, but we didn't expect you to be alive. We are naturally very happy."

"Not bad, not bad."

"That's right."

A group of eight-star quasi-emperors responded with a smile, looking very happy that Mo Cang was still alive.

Mo Cang smiled but said nothing, but his heart was cold and fierce.

He is no longer the same person now. His strength has reached the level of nine-star quasi-emperors, and his perception is more acute. Therefore, he can still feel the general meaning of these five eight-star quasi-emperors.

There are so-called regrets, but more of them are not regrets about his death, but regrets about not dying.

Because if he really died, the Tiancang Sword Sect would really be at the mercy of others, and sooner or later it would be divided up by major forces, and it would exist in name only. Don't underestimate others, especially in the world of cultivators. For opportunities and resources, they can do things that stab in the back.

"I have something else to do, goodbye, fellow Taoists."

Mo Cang had no intention of playing coy with the eight-star Quasi-Emperors. He was now at a different level, and his goal was different, so there was no need to waste time.

As soon as he finished speaking, he tore through the void and took the four three-star Quasi-Emperors into it.

Then, the Saint Lord of the Tiancang Sword Sect quickly followed.

"How could this Mo Cang not be..."

The remaining eight-star Quasi-Emperors were in doubt, but they could not see anything different about Mo Cang.

As everyone knows, although Mo Cang still looks the same, his essence is actually different.