Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 146 The Power of Grand Dao

“Ye Chenfeng, are you ready?”

True Spirit stood in front of Ye Chenfeng and asked with a loud voice.

“The younger generation is ready.” Ye Chenfeng, who completely replenished his blood, nodded and said firmly.

“Well, I am going to send you to Sanding forbidden land. As long as you can understand the Dao Skill on the forbidden stone monument and break the three black tripods that suppress the forbidden land, you can leave the forbidden area.”

“Remember, the time for your second round of assessment is also one month. If you can’t comprehend the Dao Skill on the stone tablet within one month and break the three black tripods, you will be killed by three black trips.”

After that, True Spirit wrapped his arm in the red light and stroked it, tearing the space and sending Ye Chenfeng to the second round of assessment.

“This is the three black bars that suppress the forbidden land.”

When Ye Chenfeng came to Sanding forbidden land, he saw it at a glance. It was tens of meters high, and the whole body was painted black. The surface was engraved with a lot of ancient dark lines, inlaid with the animal head, revealing the ancient gas, like a huge black dragon.

Seeing the three black Dings at first glance, Ye Chenfeng felt tremendous pressure. He couldn’t imagine how much power needed to break through the three mountain-like black tripods.

“Sword momentum Six days, broken!”

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, the six-word momentum was sprayed out of his body, gathered in his right arm, a glimpse of the sky, a shocking sword slashing through the sky, carrying a powerful destructive power, kneeling in one of them Black Ding.

“Hey…”

A shrill humming sound rang, and it was spread over the forbidden land of Sanding.

After Ye Chenfeng released the six-word momentum, the condensed swordsman attack, in addition to the huge sound, the black Ding did not leave any sword marks on the surface.

Ye Chenfeng’s attack did not pose any harm to it.

“The test of True Spirit Secret Realm is really harder than a round. If you want to break the black tripod, you need more strength than breaking through the space wall.”

In general, the strength of the black ding was tested. Ye Chenfeng did not delay the time and went directly to the center of the forbidden land of Sanding. It was more than ten meters long and the surface was smooth and mirrored. The soul power was released and penetrated.

Suddenly, a large amount of white light appeared in Ye Chenfeng’s mind. These white light quickly gathered to form a mysterious Middle Grade Dao Skill practice.

Ruling seven swords, Middle Grade Dao Skill, contains the power of Grand Dao. Divided into Extreme Cold, Devouring Thunder, Remnant Moon, Solar Eclipse, Split the Heavens, annihilation, ruling, etc., cultivated to the extreme, can play the power of comparable Dao Skill, destroy Heaven and Earth.

“Ruling seven swords !”

The name of this Middle Grade Dao Skill alone makes Ye Chenfeng feel overbearing and has a feeling of dominating Heaven and Earth.

A simple understanding of Ruling seven swords, Ye Chenfeng calm down and control Devouring God Brain to remember the Ruling seven swords.

Without Devouring God Brain, Ye Chenfeng’s understanding alone, even a month of Ruling seven swords can not remember, and with Devouring God Brain, Ye Chenfeng only spent half a day, remembering Ruling seven swords reproduction Extreme cultivation.

Start to penetrate the power of the Grand Dao contained in the Ruling seven swords.

“The power of Grand Dao…”

Ye Chenfeng deeply understands the mystery of the power of Grand Dao with the help of the power of Devouring God Brain.

Daoshengyi, Yishengji, Ershengsan, Sanshengwuwu… The Tao represents the rules of Heaven and Earth. With Ye Chenfeng’s current strength, even if there is Devouring God Brain, it is impossible to fully penetrate.

Fortunately, practicing the Ruling seven swords requires only a very shallow understanding of the Tao, and then transforms the power of the Tao into the power of Concept, and can understand the true meaning of the Ruling seven swords.

Finding the direction of understanding Ruling seven swords, Ye Chenfeng was completely immersed, controlling Devouring God Brain to push the power of Grand Dao over and over again and comprehend.

Time has passed in the epiphany day by day.

At this time, outside of True Spirit Secret Realm, the three major experts stationed in the Blackpool Marsh gradually became unsettled.

“Hall Master Jian, this is another month. Ye Chenfeng hasn’t come out yet. You said he will have died in True Spirit Secret Realm.” Wearing a black robe, the face is gloomy. The voice asked aside, closed eyes adjusted Jian Yuan.

“According to my Heavenly Fire Sect ancient books, no one really stayed in True Spirit Secret Realm for so long, and Ye Chenfeng was dead.” Jian Yuan nodded and said.

“The Hall Master Jian, do we still have to wait for it?” asked the voice of Nether.

“It is necessary, we have to avoid the front foot just left, then Ye Chenfeng will take the possibility of coming out of True Spirit Secret Realm with no upload, although this possibility is very small, but we can’t care if he really comes out, The opportunity on his body is enough to improve the overall strength of my Heavenly Fire Sect.”

“Like this, Elder Elder, you and the fire elders stay here and wait, I will go back with the Middle Grade Earth Weapon, but you can rest assured that this merit is indispensable to you and the elders.” Jian Yuan meditated. Said.

“Well, then I will wait a year longer with the elders. If Ye Chenfeng does not appear within a year, let’s go back.” Ningzi nodded and agreed.

“it is good!”

鈥淗eavenly Fire Sect disciples are obeying and speeding away with me.鈥?Jian Yuan slowly stood up and said.

鈥淵e Chenfeng, are you really dead in True Spirit Secret Realm?鈥?Fu Youyue looked at the location of the black hole in the space, and the pain in his heart was inexplicable. Ye Chenfeng鈥檚 figure came to her mind and lingered. .

On the side of the Windstorm Valley, Thunderbird Mountain two Sect expert, saw Jian Yuan with a group of Heavenly Fire Sect disciples to take the flamingo wind birds left, leaving only the phantom son, immediately voice communication.

Soon, the two big Sect experts have lost their patience, leaving two elders, others taking their flying mounts and leaving the Blackpool Marsh.

Time flies, and fifteen days are fleeting.

After fifteen days of comprehension, Devouring God Brain, which did not know how many times, finally captured the concept of Grand Dao’s power.

Although the concept of Concept is still vague, under the powerful deductive power of Devouring God Brain, Ye Chenfeng has already tried to cultivate the first type of Extreme Cold of Ruling seven swords.

Extreme Cold, the power of Grand Dao’s evolution of the Concept of the water, the fantasy-shaking swordsman, the frozen moments shatter everything.

鈥淐oncept of Water, Profound Cold Spirit Water seems to be the Concept of Water. Maybe with the power of Profound Cold Spirit Water, I can speed up the practice of Extreme Cold.鈥?/p>

Ye Chenfeng reveals the color of surprise, removes the distracting thoughts in his mind, controls Devouring God Brain to reproduce the Grand Dao evolution over and over again, and tries to cultivate the first type of Extreme Cold of Ruling seven swords.

In general, only the breakthrough to Inverse Beast King Realm can peep into the power of Concept, while Ye Chenfeng uses the Devouring God Brain to touch the mystery of Grand Dao and Concept.

The road is no way. Grand Dao is one way, can accommodate hundreds of ways, one end is endless, life is endless, change is endless, and there is no end to it.

Slowly, the power of Grand Dao, deduced by Devouring God Brain, evolved into the Concept of Water, and the sound of a wave of waves came out of Ye Chenfeng’s body.

鈥淓xtreme Cold !鈥?/p>

Feeling that the concept of water in the body is getting stronger and stronger, Ye Chenfeng has developed a six-day sword momentum, with the power of sword momentum, forcing the concept of water and exerting Extreme Cold.

“Hey…”

A sword condensed by the Concept of Water spurted out of Ye Chenfeng’s body, carrying a sharp chill, and a sword smashed into a hill-sized black ding in the distance.

The powerful destructive force will smash the black shard and crack a crack, and the deafening roar will not linger for a long time.