Supreme Medicinal God

This sword intention, which has existed for tens of thousands of years or even longer, met the first human who dared to challenge it.

Ye Feng's blood was surging all over his body, and he was cut into hundreds of scars and turned into a blood man, but his brows were not wrinkled, and he looked surprised.

Because he felt that the powerful sword was much weaker than before.

This wisp of sword is like a sword mountain, one piece is less, but he is Xiaoqiang who can't die.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Feng's wounds healed, and even the scars disappeared.

Zhao Kui and the demon disciples were shocked.

"Dare to dare to challenge the ancient sword intention, too powerful."

"It's really worthy of being immortal. He suffered so many sword wounds, but he survived. He didn't hurt at all. It's too much to heal himself."

"I feel like the sword is weakening."

Fighting several swords with the powerful sword intention again, Ye Feng was more and more brave in battle, and the sword intention that rose from the abyss was weakened by Ye Feng.

An hour later, there were countless popping sounds over the abyss. The ancient sword spirit was torn apart by the purple sword dragon, and the horrific murderous intention gradually dissipated.

The endless abyss became less gloomy.

Although the messy and thin swords were still circling around, they could not stop Ye Feng from passing through the abyss.

In the distance, Zhao Kui looked secretly surprised, but I didn't expect Ye Feng to be so powerful. He dared to try his sword and tried to break the sword again and again. This kind of tenacity was terrible.

Ye Feng raised his foot and gently crossed the abyss: "Everyone follows me, not too far away from me."

The demon disciples followed Ye Feng across the abyss, and even the tigers who had always refused to accept Ye Feng respected Ye Feng's attitude. They knew that Ye Feng not only cultivated amazing things, but also had a strong will that no one else could match.

This kind of will and charm is more awesome than cultivation.

While crossing the abyss of sword marks, Ye Feng felt a heat flow into his body. He did not resist, but let it flow into the divine personality.

This ray of heat is the sword that was subdued, and turned into a piece of energy.

It may be that the ancient sword intention was dispelled by Ye Feng, and the sword attitude in the free state of Jiangu in the latter half was obviously much less.

The mist in Jiangu gradually dissipated, revealing the traced mountain walls of Jiangu.

The traces on the mountain wall are all sword marks, and each wisp is a sword mark left by an extraordinary powerful sword style, telling its own story.

The sword meaning in these sword marks has been free in the sword valley for thousands of years. Compared with the sword meaning in the abyss, the little witch sees the big witch.

The abyss sword meaning is like a huge magnet, attracting these broken small sword meanings, condensing them in the sword valley, but when the abyss sword meaning is absorbed by Ye Feng, these fine, scattered sword meanings are lost The attraction gradually disappeared in Jiangu.

But they left a glorious trace.

Stroking these sword marks, Ye Feng seemed to feel their fierce and powerful sword momentum and unconsciously fell into countless illusions.

A sword light resembles a volcanic eruption, a sword light resembles a spring breeze, and every wisp of sword marks is an exquisite sword power that makes him drunk and captivated.

Ye Feng They stroked the stone wall of Jiangu after the second half.

These sword marks are a gem for disciples with strong comprehension.

The demon blood inheritance brings them strength, and these sword marks in the sword valley are no less precious than the demon blood inheritance, and are also part of the demon blood inheritance.

The combat skills they bring, the martial arts realm is promoted.

Stroking the sword marks, everyone was inspired to varying degrees. These sword marks are like masters of martial arts. They teach them the sword tricks. Whether they can understand and get inspiration from it depends on everyone's perception. .

Some demon disciples were surprised and surprised, while others were confused.

Ye Feng's fingers have been trembling. Those sword marks not only excite him, but also make the more than 19,000 fairy swords in the sword pavilion tremble.

They kept showing Ye Feng their brilliance.

When walking out of the Jiangu, Ye Feng even had a strong sense of loss. I really wanted to go back and walk again, touching the sword marks again, listening to their stories, and realizing their power.

However, time is limited. It has taken three days to get out of Jiangu, leaving them little time.

After the Jiangu is the Heavenly Demon Marsh, it is also a dangerous inheritance place for the demon disciples.

Facing the endless celestial demon swamp, everyone looked nervous, but the lizard disciple was extremely excited.

This swamp is full of crazy beasts, poisonous fog, and swamp traps. On the surface, all the puddles, lakes, pastures, and calm waves, but there are endless murders hidden.

"I can finally enter the Demon Swamp. I seem to feel the breath of my clan's predecessors. Although it is dangerous here, but I have a map. You can just follow me."

"It's useless if you have a map. There are swamp traps here. As long as it falls, you can't get out."

"This place is also full of poisonous fog. I heard that if you smell a little mist, you will fall into a illusion, run around everywhere, and eventually fall into a swamp trap."

"Relax, our lizard tribes are immune to this kind of fog and even less afraid of swamp traps. We have the ability to walk through it. As long as you follow me, I won't let everyone fall here."

Ye Feng reminded: "There will be gold wings and silver bees hovering over the swamp. They are very sensitive to air fluctuations during flight. It is recommended that everyone glide one foot away from the ground and do not fly too high. Also try not to walk on the swamp. Like a safe ground, a curtain grass, a swamp trap, a demon blood grass vine, not only can't stand, but also has a strong suction, as long as it is entangled, even a nine-level beast can't get out."

"Thank you Shangxian for telling me."

Everyone started flying at low altitude, the sky above the swamp was full of danger, only suitable for flying at low altitude, to avoid alarming the terrible evil beast everywhere.

The depth of the swamp is filled with black mist. The lizard clan is very sensitive to this kind of mist. Whenever he encounters this kind of black mist, he will remind everyone to go around and not to pass through the middle.

"There is a black poisonous fog over there. Everyone goes around from the left. The puddle with red tide is actually a marsh trap, and there may be piranhas inside. Everyone be careful and go around."

He flew through the swamp for a day, beheaded a dozen beasts from the swamp, and came to an island where he could not see his head.

On the island, there are small packages of hills, shaded by trees, and full of aura, just like an oasis in the desert, which is obviously different from the surrounding gray puddles and swamps.

Disciple of Lizard tribe surprised: "I feel that the blood of our predecessors of Lizard tribe is on this island."