around, then slowly said:"My grievances with various factions have nothing to do with this auction. You want something, just bid directly, there's no need to be afraid... Auctions are about auctions,..."My soul was able to enter the body of the rainbow figurine, and I could even seem to control it. But my abilities are not strong enough now! That's why my soul is tearing apart!"

Lin Feng was guessing in his heart.

Unlike the previous Second True Self - the golden man,

The rainbow person is distinctly more special, seeming to be an independent entity.

The seven-colored little people are like holy spirits, but at present this holy spirit only has a shell and no soul.

"Could it be that I can split a portion of my soul and merge it into the Seven-Colored Little Man That way, I would essentially have an avatar Could I control the Seven-Colored Little Man to fight enemies"

Thinking about this,

Lin Feng was deeply shaken.

How outrageous is this

Under the same combat power, he could summon minions to reach a 2-on-1 advantage. In this way, even if he currently possesses five types of combat power, few five-type strong players would be his opponent!

“The existence of the golden imps is to allow me to shed my mortal coil and build an impeccable physique! The existence of the rainbow imps is to strengthen my spirit, Dao, and origin.”

Lin Feng's expression suddenly turned serious.

First, a golden figurine appeared out of nowhere, then a multicolored figurine showed up for no reason.

He discovered that his path to becoming a cultivator seemed to be laid out before him, as if someone had paved the way in advance. He simply followed the steps diligently. Perhaps this was related to the bloodline mentioned by the Human Emperor and Chen Beixuan.

"What is my background"

Lin Feng let out a light sigh.

As he grew stronger, he could feel more clearly the terrifying power of his bloodline. It was a bloodline that, as long as it didn't die, was destined to become immortal.

"Boom!"

Just then,

Lin Feng's body suddenly shook!

The seven-colored little people in the sea of knowledge began to reciprocate.

The eighty thousand sword techniques he had absorbed before transformed into strands of pure energy matter, integrating into his body. They passed through his limbs and skeleton, swirling and circulating within his meridians and blood.

"Click!"

Lin Feng also stepped into the peak of tribulation at this moment!

Now he has completely integrated the eighty thousand sword techniques, incorporating them into his own swordsmanship.

This is too terrifying, no one would believe it if you told them!

80,000 swords of the sword path!

Even the most prodigious of geniuses couldn't possibly have mastered eighty thousand sword techniques in such a short time!

"Damn, I'm so badass!"

Even Lin Feng couldn't help but feel excited at this moment.

He can no longer imagine how strong he is now,

Even, he felt that even now without celestial energy, he could battle against those of the fifth class!

>Even two months later, at the time of their decisive battle, he was confident that he could defeat Mingluo even if he didn't go to the South Polar Sea to search for the source of water.

And just then.

"Om!"

The space before me twisted!

A peerless figure slowly emerged, an unseeable face, a man in white with a sword on his back,

The middle-aged man was terrifyingly powerful, standing there as if he had become the center of the universe. Countless sword lights swirled back and forth, emitting a chilling aura. Even from dozens of meters away, Lin Feng felt his skin prickling with pain!

Sword ancestor!

Lin Feng gasped.

At this moment, he felt like he was seeing the Human Emperor again, and there was also a feeling of facing the master of the small tower.

He truly found it difficult to gauge Jian Zu's strength from a mere apparition. But there was no doubt that the opponent had reached the pinnacle of heaven and earth, even causing this very world to seem incapable of suppressing him.

The ancestor sword has already transcended!

A terrifying thought occurred to Lam Fung's mind.

"Finally, someone has broken through the eighty thousand sword formation I left behind!"

The phantom of Sword Ancestor sighed.

His face was hazy and indistinct, but Lin Feng could feel himself being watched by a pair of sharp, piercing eyes!

"Lin Feng, disciple of the Qingyun Sect, pays respects to Sword Ancestor."

Lin Feng stepped forward.

Although he knew the person in front of him wasn't his true self, but just a trace left behind from years ago, he still held great respect in his heart.

This is not fear, but a kind of respect for the pioneers of humanity!

"Hmm A familiar feeling!"

Sword Ancestor's tone was doubtful.

What do you mean

Lin Feng pressed for more.

"Perhaps I was feeling wrong. After all, this mark has been around for too long. If the sword formation isn't broken soon, this mark will disappear in no time!"

"Time is relentless, ancients have passed away, how could I possibly feel familiar"

Jianzu sighed softly again.

Then,

He wasted no time, with a gentle wave of his right hand, the earth beneath him split open with a thunderous boom. An ancient and unpolished sword embryo slowly rose from the depths of ten thousand feet, appearing before Lin Feng's eyes.

"Sword embryo!"

Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Why did he fight tooth and nail

Isn't that just for this sword embryo in front of us

Lin Feng carefully observed the sword embryo, but he didn't find anything special. It seemed like this sword embryo was just made of ordinary iron, no different from a burning stick in a rural village.

"Here you go! This sword embryo is a gift for you!"

As soon as Jianzu spoke,

The sword embryo, as if imbued with a soul, flew to Lin Feng's side.

Lin Feng hurriedly reached out to take it, but the moment his hand grasped the sword embryo, it was as if he had grasped ten thousand mountains. The unimaginable weight directly pressed Lin Feng's knee into a bend, almost causing him to kneel down.

The ground beneath his feet was crushed down by dozens of meters!

"Hiss~"

Lin Feng gasped.

With his current strength, he almost didn't manage to grasp a sword!

How come this sword is so heavy

"This sword embryo was forged from billions of tons of extraterrestrial Xuan iron, it is not something ordinary people can hold. Since you can grasp it, it shows that your strength is quite good."

Jianzu saw that Lin Feng could grasp the sword embryo, and seemed especially happy.

After all, being able to comprehend 80,000 sword paths doesn't necessarily mean having powerful strength. He was truly afraid that Lin Feng might be a little weakling.

"But this sword is so heavy, how can I use it against an enemy I can't go around hitting people with a sword blank, can I"

Lin Feng's brows furrowed slightly.

Swordsmanship is all about speed and grace.

How could you possibly wield such a heavy sword, even against yourself it would be difficult!

"Boy, you're still too inexperienced! A sword has a spirit of its own; you can't simply rely on your own strength to wield it."

The Sword Ancestor replied.

What does it mean

Lin Feng asked.

"The sword is you, and you are the sword! Do you find it tiring to wield your own arm"

"It's currently just a sword embryo, with no divinity within. Its future form will be entirely up to your will."

"Little one, according to your thoughts, imbue it with divinity, and truly make it your sword!"

When Jianzu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Lin Feng to reply. The phantom slowly dissipated.

Seeing that Jian Zu had left,

Lin Feng stopped pretending.

His hand ached so badly that he collapsed on the ground with a thud. As a result, there was another deafening boom, and the ground sank another ten meters.

"Nor did he make it clear how divinity was bestowed"

Lin Feng looked at the pitch-black sword embryo before him, feeling a twinge of pain.k-robed elder who couldn't dodge."Boom!"With the advancement of big hands,The ground beneath the black-robed elder was forcefully sunk hundreds of meters, splashing large amounts of dust.Flying sand a...