Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

"senior."

He walked forward and gently placed a hand on Li Tao's shoulder.

Suddenly, a stream of pure chaotic energy flowed in, temporarily helping him stabilize his body that was on the verge of collapse.

"Senior Li Tao...thank you for your hard work."

Ning Feng's voice was low and solemn.

"Hey, what's the point of working so hard? I can't wait any longer to blow up those damned bastards..."

Li Tao grinned, with a hint of madness in his smile.

Ning Feng did not delay any longer and quickly left this violent restricted area with Li Tao, who was carrying the source of the divine and demonic fire.

"Where are you going?" Li Tao asked Ning Feng on the way back.

Ning Feng smiled and said, "There is still a place for layout."

"Is there any backup plan?"

Li Tao was extremely surprised. "How many secrets do you have, kid?"

Ning Feng smiled and said nothing.

Next is the last layout location.

mass graves,

Ning Feng's destination is the core of a battlefield in an ancient star field that has long been extinct.

Mass grave.

This is not a real pit, but a huge void sword domain that was cut out by countless sword intentions.

This sword domain covers several broken galaxies.

The debris of countless stars, broken continental plates, and... densely packed, piled-up bones, are suspended in this area filled with endless sharp edges.

Most of those skeletons were incomplete, but each one still retained the sharp sword intent.

When they were alive, they were all powerful sword cultivators.

The Halloween killing ground is not an empty promise.

At the beginning, Jian Bo had mentioned it to him many times, and it was later found by Ning Feng.

At this moment, before he had completely entered the sword domain, a sword intent came towards him, cold and sad, yet with an unyielding and proud spirit.

The sword intent was so strong that even Ning Feng felt a tingling sensation on his skin, and his soul felt as if it was being pierced by billions of fine needles.

This is sword cultivation, which has reached the pinnacle.

With one sword, the world is destroyed.

"What a terrifying sword domain...Wansheng fell, but the sword will remained indestructible, instead converging into such a desolate place!"

Ning Feng looked solemn.

The remaining sword intent here is filled with unwilling resentment and a determination to die together.

It has undergone eons of change, but rather than dissipating, it has become even more fierce and exclusive.

The divine and demonic fire on Li Tao's back seemed to be stimulated as well, its light flickered slightly, emitting a confrontational pressure.

Ning Feng took a deep breath and sacrificed the fragments of the broken bronze tripod.

The inheritance of this tripod is extremely mysterious and needs to be sacrificed to be refined.

boom.

The small tripod is simple and unpretentious, covered with verdigris and cracks.

But at this moment, under Ning Feng's urging, it emitted a hazy green light.

A vast aura spread out, extremely heavy, as if it could carry everything and suppress the heavens.

But at this moment, he could only barely resist the invasion of the terrifying sword intent that penetrated every corner.

"Senior, let's go!"

Ning Feng whispered to Li Tao and took the lead in stepping into the sword domain.

Then, he protected Li Tao.

boom,

One step in, and the world changes suddenly.

What I see before my eyes is no longer the starry sky, but endless swords.

A storm formed by pure sword intent, sword energy, and sword power.

Golden, blue, blood-red, pitch-black... countless sharp edges containing the true meaning of different sword techniques.

Like a raging ocean, it madly tears and cuts the intruder's body and soul.

Chi Chi Chi!

Ning Feng's protective chaotic energy was instantly cut into pieces, and countless fine blood marks appeared on his body.

The scene was extremely horrifying.

Behind him, Li Tao groaned. If it weren't for the divine and demonic fire on his back that spontaneously formed a weak protective shield.

If Ning Feng had protected himself with the chaotic energy in time, he would probably have been torn into pieces by thousands of swords in an instant.

"Burial Monument of the Holy Wilderness Heroic Souls, suppress!"

Ning Feng roared, chaotic energy surged behind him, and the huge shadow of the Holy Monument of the Heroic Souls of the Wilderness suddenly appeared.

The countless blurry figures on the monument seemed to come alive, shouting silently:

An equally tragic will spread out, which came from the heroic souls of countless ancestors and faintly resonated with the tragic sword intent of this Ten Thousand Saints Sword Domain.