Peerless Martial Soul

This hard rock is as fragile as tofu in front of his filigree.

You know, his filaments can pierce even Chen Feng's body, let alone these rocks!

It is easy to hide things, but it is very difficult to hide them cleverly.

The place Chen Feng chose was very good. Next to it was a huge black-red pillar of fire. The pillars of fire flew out of a large pit.

The place where Chen Feng dug the pit was right next to the big pit where the huge flame pillar was.

In a twinkling of an eye, the two dug a huge hole hundreds of meters deep, and then Chen Feng dragged the Wentian Sword Sword with all his might.

Thinking of not seeing Wentian Zhan Shendao for a while, Chen Feng felt a little bit reluctant.

He has the urge to wave this giant knife.

But unfortunately, this knife was so big that he couldn't swing it at all.

Can move, but cannot wave!

Chen Feng had no choice but to look at the true spirit of Zihuo and asked, "Do you know how I can use this knife?"

Chen Feng knew that there must be a way.

In Chaoge Tianzi City, including on the way to the Purple Fire Marsh, he saw many people flying with swords.

The swords of those people are often tens of meters in size. If they can't use them at will, wouldn't it be too tasteless for them?

The true spirit of Zihuo laughed and said, "Just ask me. Fortunately, this doesn't involve any secrets. I can tell you based on my own knowledge."

He looked at Chen Feng and said, "If you want to impose a huge weapon that is far larger than yourself, you need to acquire a martial skill."

"What martial arts?" Chen Feng asked, raising his brows.

"This kind of martial arts, if you use a sword, then it is the Royal Blade True Spirit Art!"

"If you are using a sword, then it is the true spirit of the sword!"

"That's it." Chen Feng listened and nodded slowly.

Once you hear the name, you can tell what it is.

Zihuo Zhenling smiled and said, "This kind of thing is not uncommon, but its level is very high."

"Although there are many, most of them are controlled by powerful warriors, because the level of this martial skill has reached..."

He looked at Chen Feng and said word by word: "Huang-level first-grade martial arts!"

"Desolate Grade First Grade?" Chen Feng listened and took a breath: "What level of martial skill is this again? I have never heard of it before!"

"Isn't the level of weapons and techniques divided into the four major levels of heaven, earth, profound and yellow, and each major level is divided into nine ranks?"

Chen Feng had previously cultivated a martial art of the ninth rank of the heavenly rank, but he did not expect that there would be a wild rank technique now.

Zihuo Zhenling smiled and said, "Master, that's because you didn't come to a place with a high enough level before."

"At a place where the level is high enough, the strongest point of the Dragon Vein Continent, the sky and the earth are mysterious and yellow, it is nothing."

He said lightly: "Heaven-level exercises are just a starting point, and above the heaven-level exercises, there are four major levels."

"The four major levels are: Yu, Zhou, Hong, Huang!"

"What? The universe?"

After Chen Feng heard this, his whole body trembled, and a heart pounded, blood flow accelerated, and his whole body seemed to burn.

His heart was extremely excited, because he had a feeling: "I will be exposed to a secret, a great secret!"

"That's a secret about the true core of the Dragon Vein Continent!"

By the side, Ji Caixuan was also intoxicated.

She had never been exposed to such secrets before.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Zihuo True Spirit was very proud, raised his chin and said, "I have lived for so many years. It is normal to know a little about this kind of thing!"

"So that you can learn that above the Heaven-level Cultivation Technique is the Wild-level Cultivation Technique!"

"The Wilderness level technique is also divided into nine ranks!"

"And above the Huang-level cultivation method, it is the Hong-level cultivation method, and above the Hong-level cultivation method, it is..."

"It's just, it's a pity that the highest level of exercises on this Dragon Vein Continent is nothing more than a wild level of exercises."

"And above the Huang level cultivation technique, that is not the level that the Dragon Vein Continent can touch."

When Chen Feng heard this, his heart was pounding!

Instinctively, he asked, "Do you know where you can learn the True Spirit Art of the Royal Blade?"

When Chen Feng asked this question, Zihuo True Spirit immediately covered his mouth and shook his head vigorously.

Obviously, this guy knows, but he can't talk about it.

Chen Feng shook his head: "Okay, okay, I'm not asking you!"

Chen Feng said softly: "Now, although I can drag it away, I can feel it very clearly. He can't be controlled by me at all."

"If I want to control it and make some moves, it is absolutely impossible."

"Furthermore, he clearly has extremely powerful spiritual energy on it, which contains extremely majestic power, but it cannot be used by me. When it appears in my hands, it is like a dead thing, indicating that I have no way to impose it. "

He sighed softly: "It seems that you really need the Royal Blade True Spirit Art!"

He clenched his fists and his eyes were firm and hot: "The Royal Blade True Spirit Art, I must get you! No matter how difficult it is, I will get it too!"

Then, Wentian Zhan Shendao was stuffed into this big pit by Chen Feng's head and feet.

Chen Feng raised his brows slightly, and buried the knife with earth and rocks. After the earth and rocks covered the Wentian Sword, there were still dozens of meters away from the ground.

Then, Chen Feng sealed the pit opening of the big fire pit next to him.

But it was a passage between the two pits.

So, with a brush, the huge black and red pillar of fire came out of the newly dug hole by Chen Feng.

The true spirit of Zihuo applauded and laughed: "The master is really amazing."

"In this way, who would have thought that under that huge flame pillar, the Wentian Slashing Divine Sword could be hidden?"

Chen Feng also smiled.

He clapped his hands and looked at the new hole he dug.

Because of being burnt by the huge black-red flame, in a blink of an eye, the rocks on both sides of the pit were already roasted to that blue-black color, as if they had been smoked and roasted for thousands of years, and there was no new dug. trace.

And Chen Feng didn't worry at all about what would happen to the questioning Tianzhan Shendao being smoked.

There has been tens of thousands of years in the countless black hot magma, and the Wentian Swordsman has not been damaged at all. How can these black and red flames hurt?

After setting up the Wentian Sword Sword, Chen Feng and the others left here and moved forward.

Before leaving, Chen Feng removed all traces of himself and others who had come.

The black magma, with the disappearance of Crazy Blade King Kong's bones, had already collapsed rapidly below, forming a large lake of black magma in place.