Resurrection: I Have a Devouring System

The strong man Xuying gave a loud shout, and the sword array stopped firmly three inches away from Tian Feng's eyebrows.

"combine!"

There was another stop drinking.

These countless small swords began to combine and turned into a huge broadsword, with an astonishing momentum.

Moreover, three different colored thunder lights erupted from this broadsword.

"This is the most basic way to use it, so remember it well."

The strong ghost smiled slightly, and his figure slowly dissipated into the void.

And this broadsword surrounded by three-colored lightning was divided into three long swords with different colored lightnings.

Three long swords surround his body, obviously recognizing him as the master.

"Three Ninth Grade Spirit Artifacts... If you say this, even if you come into contact with the existence of immortality, you will be jealous, right?"

Tian Feng said excitedly.

However, he also found that the aura of the three long swords was not as strong as when the strong man Xu Ying demonstrated his sword skills just now.

The current three long swords are obviously much weaker.

Of course, it is much stronger than the Tianfeng Sword.

"Is it because too much time has passed and too much spiritual power has leaked out?"

Tian Feng nodded slightly, thinking.

Then, he dripped his blood essence onto the three long swords respectively.

Recognize them in turn.

After that, Tian Feng carried the three long swords behind his back.

Because these three long swords are longer than the Tianfeng sword, he can't hang them on his waist anymore, so if he wants to carry them with him, he can only carry them on his back.

However, after thinking about it for a while, Tian Feng put the Red Thunder Sword and Blue Thunder Sword into the storage ring.

It's better not to let others know about the fact that he pulled out the three swords from Jianzhong, and tell the story slowly with the deity later.

He really didn't intentionally leave the Tianfeng Sword in the Sword Tomb!

However, if some choose again.

Tian Feng would still leave the Tianfeng Sword here.

After all, the Tianfeng Sword has now been strengthened to the limit, and it is a second-grade spiritual weapon.

It's true that I can't keep up with the deity's pace.

When it stays here and waits for its next master, it can also accept the tempering of the sword intent here and become stronger.

Maybe next time, when the Tianfeng Sword comes out, it will become a peerless sword.

Ok……

However, these things have nothing to do with him for the time being.

Tian Feng walked towards the outside of the sword mound step by step.

During this period, he also met Luo Miao again.

Luo Miao hadn't finished choosing which sword she should choose, she stood beside her original sword and looked at the other swords.

"You haven't finished picking yet? I've already taken out the sword."

Tian Feng looked at Luo Miao and said with a puzzled expression.

"You... Didn't you just leave? You just picked out the sword?!"

Luo Miao looked at Tian Feng in disbelief and said.

Tian Feng was stunned when he heard that.

He obviously went in for a while, why would Luo Miao say that he just left?

But soon.

Tian Feng came to his senses.

I'm afraid it was the ghost of the strong phantom just now.

The Blue Thunder Sword's attributes are thunder and water. Of course, the Blue Thunder Sword may also have the ice attribute, otherwise it would be impossible to freeze time.

Therefore, he was thinking that it might be the phantom of the strong man who froze the time in the sword mound just now.

After all, when the strong man Xuying showed him his sword skills just now, the picture was short, but it was not.

"Oh, I've reached the deepest point, and there's only one sword, so I'll pick it."

Tian Feng pointed to the Purple Thunder Sword on his back, chuckled lightly, and said,

"When you go out, you should be able to go out by yourself?"

In this sword mound, after they leave their swords here, they can only be temporarily immune to the suppression of sword intent near the place where they left their swords.