Eternal Existence

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The two flying swords suddenly turned into a sword shadow, decomposing into thirty-six long swords, forming two sets of sword formations that surrounded Chen Feng and Jian Xiaotian respectively.

The square seal that fell from the sky grew rapidly, constantly rotating, forming a sticky gust of wind that entangled Chen Feng, and it seemed that it wanted to smash Chen Feng to death in one go.

The landscape painting array that attacked Jian Xiaotian was even more extraordinary. After the landscape painting was unfolded, the mountains and waters on it became vivid, as if they were alive. A barrier force emanated from the landscape painting and wrapped around Jian Xiaotian. As long as Jian Xiaotian couldn't break free, he would be pulled into the landscape painting and sealed.

"Hmph, you are courting death." Chen Feng shouted coldly, and the two swords of life and death shot out from his body, cutting cracks in the space wherever they passed. This time, Chen Feng used all his strength to activate the two swords of life and death. All the cultivators present felt a chill on their bodies, and felt the aura emitted by the two long swords. Not to mention the cultivators a hundred meters away, even the two black-clothed cultivators of the Demon Sect changed their faces and quickly retreated to a distance, fearing that they would be affected by the two long swords.

"Ah! It's a holy weapon, not good." Chen Feng used the two swords of life and death, and the three cultivators who attacked Chen Feng and Jian Xiaotian knew that something was wrong, and it was too late to take back the magic weapon.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two swords of life and death swept quickly, and the thirty-six long swords surrounding Chen Feng and Jian Xiaotian exploded one after another, turning into tiny fragments. Then the two swords of life and death flashed, and the huge square seal that fell from the sky was neatly cut in half. As for the landscape painting, it was also scratched by the sword energy, becoming fragmented and scattered on the ground, turning into a pile of waste paper.

"No! Don't kill us." Seeing that Chen Feng easily destroyed the magic weapons sent by the three of them, the three people were heartbroken and more afraid. They could only shout loudly, hoping that Chen Feng would spare their lives.

"I told you that you are looking for death." Chen Feng stretched out his hand and pointed, and the sword of death flashed by, and all three people were cut in half. After being attacked by the sword of death, the soul vitality of the three people was destroyed completely in the shortest time.

"So this is a killing god. Fortunately, I didn't provoke him." This thought flashed through the minds of many cultivators present. Even the two black-clothed cultivators of the Demon Sect looked unnatural. If Chen Feng had used these two holy weapons to fight with them, then there is no doubt that they would have died.

Whoosh!

The two swords of life and death circled around Chen Feng twice and then entered Chen Feng's body and disappeared. Chen Feng glanced at everyone indifferently and continued to practice on the ground.

On the surface, Chen Feng was very calm, but in fact, Chen Feng was also recovering his strength quickly in secret. After all, the two swords of life and death were sixth-grade holy weapons. With Chen Feng's current cultivation, it still consumed a lot of strength to activate them.

After using the holy weapon to easily kill three monks, all the monks present were stunned. As everyone envied Chen Feng's magic weapon, they also knew that life was the most important, so they all unconsciously retreated a distance. The two black-clothed monks of the Demon Sect also moved to the other side of the meteorite, so close to Chen Feng. If this kid suddenly exploded, these two people would not be sure to block the attack of the holy weapon.

Buzz!

At this time, the huge meteorite suddenly vibrated slightly, and immediately Chen Feng felt a flash of warning in his heart, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.

"Not good, there is danger." Chen Feng said secretly, but it was a little strange, and he didn't understand where this crisis came from.

"Boy, leave this meteorite quickly." At this time, the tower suddenly said in a hurry.

Chen Feng didn't have time to think about it and shouted to Jian Xiaotian: "Get out of here quickly."

When Chen Feng shouted this, he was already a hundred meters away. Jian Xiaotian also felt a hint of crisis. At this time, he heard Chen Feng's cry and quickly retreated to the distance.

"If you don't want to die, leave here quickly." Chen Feng shouted as he flew away.

Whoosh!

In addition to Chen Feng and Jian Xiaotian, the two black-clothed monks of the Demon Sect also followed and flew away. After all, these two people had high cultivation and felt something was wrong when the meteorite vibrated slightly. After seeing Chen Feng's actions, the two looked at each other and moved away from the meteorite.

There were more than 30 monks practicing and comprehending a hundred meters away from the meteorite. When they heard Chen Feng's shout, some monks reacted very quickly and flew out immediately. Some monks did not take it seriously, or they had not figured out what was going on. There were also several monks who were already immersed in deep cultivation and did not hear Chen Feng's shout at all.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

When Chen Feng flew thirty miles, the huge meteorite finally moved. The meteorite was originally covered with countless sword marks. At this time, thousands of sword marks suddenly erupted, and countless sword lights, sword auras, sword energy, and sword intentions continued to shoot out from the sword marks, like a machine that could spray sharp arrows, sweeping all around in a chaotic manner. At this time, the entire meteorite was shining with light, and the space where the sword energy passed made a rapid hissing sound.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Some monks who had not left were immediately killed into meat paste, and then evaporated cleanly by the sword energy and turned into nothingness.

Puff! Puff!

These were monks who had not yet escaped from a safe distance and were pierced by the sword energy and sword light. Some monks knew that they could not escape, so they immediately took out their magic weapons to fight.

Whoosh!

Two streams of energy rushed towards Chen Feng's face from the left and right. The two sword energies were hard and fast, carrying the momentum of piercing through everything, but Chen Feng waved his hand and the two sword energies were broken.

"The distance is too far, the two sword energies have no power." Chen Feng said in a low voice.

"Humph, that's because the martial arts will on this meteorite has not fully erupted, otherwise the area within a hundred miles will be turned into nothingness, and even human immortals will not be able to resist." Ta sneered.

"What happened?" At this time, Jian Xiaotian flew over, but although Jian Xiaotian was fine, there were several more sword marks on his body, and blood soaked his clothes.

"It should be caused by the two swords of life and death I just used." Chen Feng said in a deep voice.

After the attack disappeared, Chen Feng was shocked to see the situation in front of him. With the meteorite as the center, the area of ​​20 miles around was almost turned into ruins. The hard ground was covered with bottomless pits. There were only seven or eight of the more than 30 monks who had practiced here just now, and these seven or eight people were all injured, and two of them were also dying.

"It was a close call. If there was another breath, I'm afraid no one present would survive." Jian Xiaotian said in surprise.

"Hey! These people died because of me." Chen Feng sighed, then stepped forward and took out the elixir to treat the injured monks. The surviving monks soon figured out what was going on. They all looked at Chen Feng with angry eyes, but no one dared to speak.

"It seems that you can't use magic power here casually, otherwise it will trigger the martial arts will on this meteorite." The two black-clothed monks of the Demon Sect came back to the meteorite after escaping the disaster.

"The greater the force used, the greater the rebound. We should be careful. Fortunately, it only triggered the will in the sword mark. If it triggered other marks, or the pores left by the void storm, I would have to hide in the Longevity Tower." Chen Feng thought to himself.

Chen Feng took out some magic weapons as compensation for the injured monks, and then Chen Feng and Jian Xiaotian came to the meteorite again.

"Hehe, this is also good. In my opinion, let's kill all these people to avoid sharing this meteorite with us." The two people from the Demon Sect looked at Chen Feng and suggested.

"I won't do it, but your suggestion is not bad. I can kill all the monks present, and then only the two of us will be left." Chen Feng laughed.

"Huh!" After hearing Chen Feng's words, the two people snorted coldly and walked aside.

"Haha! I don't think these two guys are good people. You really should kill them." Jian Xiaotian laughed.

"There are not many good people in the cultivation world. We don't know how many cultivators have died in our hands. These two people came from the Demon Sect. They are kind enough not to kill all the cultivators present at the beginning. Okay, let's start practicing. We just made some progress and were disturbed by those three people." Chen Feng said, releasing a trace of soul power again and began to comprehend.

Jian Xiaotian thought about it, flew out quickly, flew hundreds of miles in a row, found a ten-meter-high stone, and then erected it a hundred feet away from the meteorite, and then carved a line of words on it, and then came to the meteorite again.

Jian Xiaotian is a pure sword cultivator. The sword will contained in the sword mark on this meteorite has some fatal temptation to Jian Xiaotian. Just looking at Jian Xiaotian, he entered the state of cultivation again.

At this time, Chen Feng was still using the Changsheng Sword Art to fight with the will in the sword mark. Whenever he made progress and could compete with the sword moves transformed by the martial arts will, Chen Feng would increase his soul power and trigger greater pressure.

Just like practicing in the thunder pool in the Changsheng Tower, only by practicing under strong pressure can one make rapid progress, and Chen Feng has long been accustomed to this kind of pressure.

"The Changsheng Sword Art is indeed magical. If we are in the same realm, this set of sword techniques alone can sweep away others." As his cultivation deepened, his understanding of the Changsheng Sword Art became deeper and deeper, and Chen Feng became more and more surprised, surprised by the power, unpredictability and profundity of the Changsheng Sword Art.

Time passed day by day, and soon everyone practiced in front of the meteorite for more than ten days. Coincidentally, no new cultivators joined in these ten days, which made everyone practice more at ease.

This day, Jian Xiaotian stood up suddenly, emitting waves of strong sword intent fluctuations from his body, and sword light flashed between his eyes.

"Huh! Did you break through?" Chen Feng was a little surprised.