"My soul can actually enter the body of the colorful little man, and it seems that I can even control the colorful little man. It's just that my current ability is not enough! That's why my soul is torn apart!"
Lin Feng guessed in his heart.
Different from the previous second self - the golden man,
The colorful little man is obviously more special and seems to be an independent existence.
The colorful little man is like a holy spirit, but at present this holy spirit only has a body but no soul...
"Does that mean I can split off a part of my soul and merge it into the colorful little man? That way, I'll have a clone? I can control the colorful little man to fight the enemy?"
Thinking of this,
Lin Feng's heart was shaken.
How outrageous is this?
With the same combat power, he can summon villains to fight two against one. In this way, even if he now has five types of combat power, there are not many five-type strong men who can be his opponent!
"The golden figure exists to help me shed my mortal form and build a flawless body! And the seven-colored figure exists to strengthen my soul, Tao, and origin..."
Lin Feng's expression suddenly became serious.
First, a golden man appeared inexplicably, and then a colorful man appeared inexplicably.
He found that the path of cultivation for him seemed to have been paved in advance by someone, and he was just practicing step by step. This might be related to the bloodline mentioned by the Human Emperor and Chen Beixuan.
"What is my origin?"
Lin Feng sighed softly.
As he grew stronger, he could more clearly feel the horror of his own bloodline. It was the kind of bloodline that destined one to become an immortal as long as he survived...
"Buzz!"
At this moment,
Lin Feng's body suddenly shook!
The colorful little people in the sea of consciousness began to repay their kindness.
The eighty thousand sword arts he had absorbed earlier transformed into strands of pure energy that merged into his body, passing through his limbs and body, swirling through his meridians and blood...
“Crack!”
At this moment, Lin Feng also reached the peak of tribulation!
Now he has completely mastered the Eighty Thousand Swords and incorporated them into his own swordsmanship...
This is too horrible, no one would believe it if I told them!
Eighty thousand sword techniques!
Even the most monstrous genius couldn't possibly comprehend the eighty thousand sword techniques in such a short period of time!
"I'm so fucking awesome!"
Even Lin Feng couldn't help getting excited at this moment.
He couldn't imagine how strong he was now.
He even felt that even without the spiritual energy, he could still fight against the five types!
In the decisive battle more than two months later, even if he didn't go to the Antarctic Ocean to search for the origin of water, he was confident that he could defeat Mingluo...
And just at this moment.
"Buzz!"
The space in front of me suddenly distorted!
A great figure slowly emerged. It was a middle-aged man with an unclear face, dressed in white, with a sword behind him.
The middle-aged man was extremely terrifying. Standing there, he seemed to have become the center of the universe. Countless sword lights whistled back and forth, emitting an astonishing chill. Even though he was dozens of meters away, Lin Feng felt the pain of his skin being pricked!
Sword Ancestor!
Lin Feng took a breath of cold air.
At this moment, he felt like he was meeting the Human Emperor again, and also had the feeling of facing the owner of the small tower.
It was really difficult for him to see the Sword Master's strength from a phantom, but there was no doubt that the other party had reached the pinnacle of heaven and earth, and even this world seemed unable to suppress him.
The Sword Ancestor has already transcended!
A terrible thought came to Lin Feng's mind.
"Finally, someone can break the 80,000 sword array I left behind!"
The shadow of Sword Ancestor sighed.
His face was very vague and could not be seen clearly, but Lin Feng could feel that he was being stared at by a pair of sharp sword eyes!
"Lin Feng of the Qingyun lineage pays homage to the Sword Ancestor."
Lin Feng took a step forward.
Although he knew that the person in front of him was not his real body, but just a mark left behind from the past, he still respected him in his heart.
This is not fear, but a respect for the pioneers of the human race!
"Hmm? Feels familiar!"
Sword Ancestor sounded doubtful.
"What do you mean?"
Lin Feng asked.
"Perhaps I'm mistaken. After all, this mark has been there for far too long. If the sword formation isn't broken, it will soon dissipate!"
"Time is merciless, the ancients have passed away, how can I feel familiar with them?"
The Sword Master sighed again.
then,
He stopped talking nonsense and gently waved his right hand. The ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked. An ancient, dull sword embryo slowly rose from thousands of feet underground and appeared in Lin Feng's eyes.
"Sword embryo!"
Lin Feng was shocked.
Why is he working so hard?
Isn’t it just for the sword embryo in front of you?
Lin Feng carefully examined the sword blank, but found nothing special about it. It seemed as if the sword blank was made of ordinary iron, no different from a firewood stick in the countryside...
"Here! This sword embryo is for you!"
As soon as the Sword Ancestor finished speaking,
The sword embryo seemed to have a spirit and flew in front of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng quickly reached out to catch it, but when he grasped the sword blank, it felt like he was holding a hundred thousand mountains. The unimaginable weight directly pressed Lin Feng's knees down and he almost fell to his knees.
The ground beneath his feet collapsed dozens of meters!
"Hiss~"
Lin Feng took a breath of cold air.
With his current strength, he almost failed to catch a sword!
Why is this sword so heavy?
"This sword embryo is made from billions of tons of cosmic black iron, concentrated and refined... It's not something an ordinary person can grasp. Since you can grasp it, it shows that you are quite powerful."
The Sword Master seemed particularly happy to see that Lin Feng was able to catch the sword embryo.
After all, being able to comprehend the 80,000 sword arts doesn't mean one possesses great strength. He was really afraid that Lin Feng was just a weakling...
"But this sword is so heavy, how can I use it against an enemy? I can't just use the sword blank to hit someone, right?"
Lin Feng frowned slightly.
Swordsmanship is about speed and grace...
But it's hard for me to swing such a heavy sword, how can I fight against the enemy?
"Boy, you're still too young! The sword is spiritual. You can't use it just by relying on your own strength!"
Sword Master replied.
"What's the meaning?"
Lin Feng asked.
"The sword is you, and you are also the sword! Is it hard for you to swing your arms?"
"It's currently just a sword embryo, devoid of any divinity. What it will become in the future is entirely up to your will..."
"Little one, endow it with divinity according to your ideas and truly turn it into your sword!"
After Sword Ancestor finished speaking, without waiting for Lin Feng to reply, the shadow slowly dissipated.
Seeing Jian Zu leave,
Lin Feng stopped pretending,
His hands were so achy that he sat down on the ground. With a loud bang, the ground sank another ten meters...
"It's not clear how to give divinity."
Lin Feng looked at the black sword embryo in front of him and felt a pain in his balls.
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