Chapter 1591: The Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifices
"Ten Jedi in the first place of the devil, two Jedi in the first place!"
Chen Feng's brows frowned slightly, the Buddha's demon eyes opened and closed, and the demonic qi rose to the sky, and in the huge ravine in the ghost land, a rich death aura suddenly swept out.
Among the ghost hands and demon hands, there is a strong intent to die, as if it can make endless living beings die.
Bang!
The river of magma fell on the surface of the Buddha and Demon Realm, which immediately made the barrier on the surface of that realm tremble violently, even if the two knocking heavens and the two Jedi combined, it was a little difficult to withstand the terrifying power of this magma river.
Click!
Under the ravages of the river of magma, cracks began to appear on the surface of the Buddha and Demon Realm, as if they would collapse at any time, this scene made Chen Feng's heart tremble.
Although the nine knocks on the sky before the Buddha and the ten Jedi before the Demon contain nine moves of Buddha Dao skills and ten moves of demon dao skills.
But after all, Chen Feng has not been able to contact these two skills for a long time, and the only ones he can skillfully use are the two knocking heavens and the two Jedi, as for the three knocking heavens and the three Jedi, they have not yet fully comprehended and penetrated.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the Buddha and Demon Realm finally collapsed, and the endless river of magma, like a torrent of fierce beasts, swept Chen Feng away, intending to completely crush him into pieces.
"It's worthy of being a creation-level superb artifact, it seems that this can only be used. ”
Looking at the long river of magma that swept over, Chen Feng's face turned a little pale, the power of this long river was really terrifying, if he didn't use the same level of creation-level supreme divine treasure, I am afraid it would be really difficult to resist.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng flicked his fingers, and an unpretentious tile appeared in front of him, and a wave of anti-heaven holy power rushed to the sky, as if he wanted to pierce the sky.
In the midst of the holy power against the sky, a majestic figure stood up to the sky and the earth stepped out.
As soon as this figure appeared, a huge fan-like hand burst out, and all of an instant, the magma that enveloped Chen Feng collapsed, escaping into countless powders.
At the same time, this anti-heaven holy power swayed upward, and it was actually the impacting Spirit Devouring Magma River that retreated one after another, and that eyeball was full of anger.
"Creation-level supreme divine treasure, I didn't expect that you, a guy in the late stage of the Yahweh, actually have this level of divine treasure on your body. The machine spirit's voice was a little excited.
Chen Feng made a move with his right hand, and the tile was ingested into his hand, looking at the slightly dim tile, Zhuo Wen's heart twitched and his flesh ached.
This divine treasure is not an artifact, and if it is used once, the holy essence contained in it will be one point less, and it will not recover on its own like an artifact.
"I've already taken your three moves, according to the agreement, you should go with me, little guy, right?"
Chen Feng calmly stared at the machine spirit of the Spirit Devouring Magma River, and the latter was silent for a moment, and that eyeball turned into magma and merged into the long river.
The long river of magma swept over Chen Feng's body, turning into a belt of rock markings around his waist.
"Your talent is good, I'll follow you first, but don't try to make me recognize the master, when you really have enough strength, I will recognize you as the master, on the condition that you help me achieve a heaven-level artifact. ”
A divine thought sounded from Chen Feng's mind, and Chen Feng knew that it was the voice of the instrument spirit of the Spirit Devouring Magma River.
"That's nature!"
Chen Feng replied, his gaze fell on the second creation-level superb artifact, this creation-level superb artifact is a small sword of only three feet three, if you don't pay attention to it, you will think it is a dagger, but this small sword is still longer than a dagger.
The surface of the small sword is painted with dense blood-colored lines, and it looks like a sacrificial vessel.
"The sword of ten thousand sacrifices, the sword of sacrifice of all souls, the sacrificial sword that has slaughtered thousands of living beings and sacrificed them to the gods, the sword body is painted with dense blood-colored marks, it is the essence blood of all souls, a sword out, ten thousand souls are destroyed. ”
A message came into Chen Feng's mind from the light cluster, and he knew that the creation-level supreme artifact in front of him was called the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifices, a powerful artifact that sacrificed to all spirits thousands of times ago.
However, the aura on this Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifices was still a few points weaker than that of the Spirit Devouring Magma River.
Obviously, the strength of the master of the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifices is probably slightly inferior to that of the Spirit Devouring Magma River, otherwise it is also a creation-level supreme artifact, but the aura of the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifices is weaker than that of the Spirit Devouring Magma River.
"I'm not good at making swords, this sword of ten thousand sacrifices is more suitable for my father, so I can give it to my father when the time comes. ”
Chen Feng muttered in a low voice, and immediately used the thunder method to suppress the Ten Thousand Sacrifices Sword in this light group.
Speaking of which, there is also a weapon spirit in this sword of ten thousand sacrifices, but the spirit intelligence of this weapon spirit is obviously much lower than that of the Spirit Devouring Magma River, and even the language is vague and vague, and it is not very clear.
Therefore, in the process of suppression, Chen Feng seemed quite relaxed, and it was not as troublesome as suppressing the Spirit Devouring Magma River.
After putting away the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifices, Chen Feng's gaze fell on the remaining eight creation-level artifacts, three of which were creation-level high-grade artifacts and five were creation-level medium-grade artifacts.
Chen Feng found a defensive soft armor from the five creation-level mid-grade artifacts, and he put it away, planning to give it to Long Xiaotian together.
His Spirit Devouring Magma River had both attack and defense, so Chen Feng didn't have much thirst for defensive artifacts.
As for the remaining creation-level artifacts, Chen Feng didn't put them away, he planned to wait for the Wind God Temple to continue to grow and develop, if there was another creator-level powerhouse in the future, he would reward them as appropriate.
Of course, he also knew that it was even more difficult to achieve the Creator than Yahweh, and some people had been poor for thousands of years, and they might not be able to break through from the half-step Creator to the early stage of the Creator, but he still had a glimmer of hope for the Wind God Temple, and maybe the younger generation might be able to give birth to a peerless genius.
After leaving the Treasure Hall, Chen Feng went to the Dan Pharmacy again, and included all the creation-level divine pills on the fourth floor of the Dan Pharmacy into the spirit ring.
Compared to the Eternal Grade Divine Pill on the third layer, the number of Creation Grade Divine Pill on the fourth layer was extremely rare, and the number of porcelain bottles neatly arranged on the shelves around it did not add up to more than fifty bottles in total.
Moreover, the creation-level divine pill in each porcelain vase is also scarce and pitiful.
However, after all, the Creation-level Divine Pill is not inferior to the Eternal Divine Pill, and its medicinal effect has been able to have a lot of effect on the Creator Lord's powerhouse, which is by no means comparable to the Eternal Divine Pill.
However, what made Chen Feng helpless was that the fourth-layer Creation-level Divine Pill was far less effective for him than for the ordinary Eternals.
Chen Feng knew that this had a lot to do with the fact that he had the seven laws and the dragon soul was strong.
Even the Great Sage Golden Pill that was powerful enough to elevate a small realm of the Eternal Lord, for the current Chen Feng, the effect was already minimal.
After doing this, Chen Feng left the Holy Demon Secret Realm, as for Emperor Yan and the others, Chen Feng sent a message to inform them, let them cultivate in it first, if there is any need, just send a message to the jade talisman to notify.
Before leaving, Chen Feng and the three elders of Yanji agreed to leave Nanban in three months, and then left Jiayou Shenzhou.
Back in the Emperor Dragon Divine Prefecture, the warriors of the Wind God Temple were all building on the old site of the Golden Dragon Palace, and everything in the Golden Dragon Hall was replaced by the Wind God Temple.
Chen Feng even found that in front of the Dragon Wind Temple, I don't know who brought a huge sharpened mountain peak that soared straight into the sky, hundreds of zhang.
At this moment, dozens of warriors are suspended on the surface of the peak, holding knives, constantly carving on the surface of this peak, and countless powders are constantly splashing from the surface of the peak.
Although this mountain peak had not yet taken shape, Chen Feng could perceive that the carving of these dozens of people should be the prototype of a person.