Strongest Demonic Fiend System

Duan Feng's words fell, and there was silence around him.

Dare to say that the entire Soul Demon Sect was killed by one person, I'm afraid Duan Feng is the only one.

How arrogant is this? How domineering?

"Let's go."

Duan Feng turned his head and looked at the purple-robed old man.

"Sect Master Cang, sorry."

The purple-robed old man smiled apologetically, and immediately ignored him, his figure flashed, leading the way.

Duan Feng and Fang Yi followed closely behind.

Seeing Duan Feng who disappeared in the blink of an eye, there was still incredible in Cang Yi's eyes.

Duan Feng's personal courage has made him unforgettable for a long time.

He regretted it.

I regretted why he was indecisive and refused to help when the blood killer came over.

If he showed up at that time, he would definitely be able to make Duan Feng owe a big favor, and even make him actively join their Cangyan Sect.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world.

To miss is to miss.

"Ugh……"

With a light sigh, Cang Yi motioned to Jin Xuanzi, Xuan even left the place.

...

Sword tomb world.

Under the leadership of the purple-robed old man, Duan Feng and Fang Yi landed in a sword grave filled with spiritual energy.

What greeted them were countless spiritual weapons.

These spirit weapons include swords, knives, guns... 18 weapons, all complete.

Moreover, the weapons are completely different. They meet each other and are inserted on the ground, exuding a terrible breath.

That kind of picture is very spectacular.

"Go choose your own natal weapon. The time limit is only half an hour. After half an hour, the sword tomb world will be automatically closed. Please hurry up."

"In addition, a reminder, it's yours and yours, and it's useless if it's not yours."

The purple-robed old man waved his hand and chuckled lightly.

Duan Feng and Fang Yi nodded their heads, even if Xuan was facing the huge sword tomb world.

"Xuanzhong Ruler is an early divine weapon after all. Now that I have reached the realm of Sword Sect, I should change my weapon."

Duan Feng chuckled lightly, and rushed into the sword grave without hesitation.

Duan Feng was dazzled by the dazzling array of spiritual weapons.

But most of the spiritual weapons are very ordinary, unable to enter Duan Feng's eyes.

Occasionally I saw a good one, but I couldn't pull it out.

"It seems that I really can't force it. This is not my natal weapon."

Duan Feng was also acquainted, even after letting go of his hand, he continued to select the next weapon.

Twenty minutes passed.

Duan Feng did not gain anything.

However, Fang Yi got a golden gun smoothly.

"The sword tomb sector will be closed in ten minutes. I have to be faster."

Duan Feng felt some pressure.

If this opportunity is missed, then next time, I do not know that the year of the monkey will go.

Therefore, he must get his own natal weapon here.

"[White eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~Open!]"

Duan Feng gave a low voice, and the traces like spider silk quickly appeared around his eyes.

Most of the weapons in the sword tomb world have their own aura fluctuations.

Therefore, after opening his eyes, Duan Feng was able to see clearly.

"Huh? Very strong aura fluctuations."

Duan Feng's heart was shocked. In the depths of the sword tomb world, he could clearly detect an extremely strong breath.

"Wow~"

Time waited for no one, Duan Feng immediately flashed out.

"Still discovered?"

The purple-robed old man floated above the void, seeing Duan Feng's behavior, stroking his beard lightly, his eyes were meaningful.

(End of this chapter)