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

The violent storm of sword intent paused.

There seemed to be a hint of hesitation towards this common will.

Ning Feng seized this fleeting opportunity and, under tremendous pressure, took Li Tao and moved forward towards the core of the sword domain.

The closer to the core, the more condensed the sword intent becomes, and it even begins to condense into tangible sword mountains and sword rivers.

The ocean was surging and terrifying, rushing forward.

The sword intent on those suspended skeletons became increasingly fierce, as if they would be resurrected at any time and deliver a shocking blow.

Finally, they reached the core.

Here, there are no bones, only nothingness.

But in the center of the void, suspended was a fist-sized diamond-shaped crystal emitting a soft white light.

The crystal is translucent, and it seems as if billions of tiny sword lights are flowing inside.

Among them, it seems as if a world has evolved.

A terrifying sword intent emanated from it, vast, pure, and superior to all other swords.

This is the core of the All Saints Sword Domain.

It is the final condensation and sublimation of the sword intent of all fallen sword masters, the Sword Soul of All Saints.

Ning Feng recognized it immediately and said in surprise, "It's the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Soul."

"Hallowed Sword Soul?"

Li Tao was confused and obviously didn't know what this was.

Ning Feng said: "To put it simply, after the death of at least ten thousand saints, the sword will transformed into sword spirit and formed a sword soul."

Li Tao looked shocked, "Ten thousand saints."

You know, the holy realm is not easily reached, and only the emperor can suppress it.

In the entire planet, there is only Ning Feng.

However, tens of thousands of people died here?

What is going on here.

Ning Feng was also confused, but at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much.

boom,

At this moment, the sword spirit also exuded a crazy will, which was endless sadness, anger and the desire to destroy everything.

This is the purest killing power of the Sword Master.

It's like a super bomb that can explode at any time. Any force that tries to touch it will trigger its devastating counterattack.

Ning Feng’s target is this sword spirit.

He wanted to use the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Soul as the core and the broken bronze cauldron as the furnace to refine the entire sword domain and turn it into a sword domain that was powerful enough to kill the emperor.

cost?

This is the last treasure in his hand, which has been with him for a long time.

Although I am reluctant to give it up, I feel that one day when the small tripod is complete, there may be unexpected gains.

But he couldn't wait any longer.

Earth has no time to wait.

"Senior Li Tao, step back."

Ning Feng said in a deep voice.

Li Tao immediately stepped back with a serious expression.

He retreated to the edge of the sword spirit's pressure and looked at Ning Feng nervously.

Ning Feng took a deep breath and poured all his remaining strength into the broken bronze tripod in his hand without reservation.

"Om-!"

The small tripod made an unprecedented buzzing sound, and cracks on the tripod spread instantly, as if it would completely collapse in the next second.

The hazy green light suddenly increased and turned into a pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, enveloping the All Saints Sword Soul that exuded a breath of destruction.

"Use the cauldron as a furnace, use your body as a guide, use chaos as fire, and refine the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Spirit!"

Ning Feng's voice was like the final judgment, filled with the madness of destroying everything.

He actually threw himself into the green pillar of light, integrating his body into the cauldron and becoming the last piece of firewood to refine this peerless evil creature.

Boom boom boom,

The entire Ten Thousand Saints Sword Domain was in complete turmoil.

Billions of sword intentions let out sharp cries, turning into a devastating torrent that madly attacked the green light column.

The Ten Thousand Saints Sword Soul trembled violently, and a terrifying sword light that pierced the universe erupted, trying to tear the restraints apart:

The light of the broken bronze tripod flickered under the resistance of the sword spirit and the impact of the entire sword domain.

The cracks expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The tripod groaned under the heavy weight, as if it would explode at any moment.

Rumble,

Ning Feng, who was at the core of the light column, was suffering unimaginable pain.

He grinned and said, "It really hurts."

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Intent was like millions of bone-scraping steel knives, madly cutting his hegemony flesh and blood, and his soul was invading:

The purple flame of hegemony was suppressed to the limit, and the shadows of the chaotic gods and demons also became dim and blurred.

He felt like a small boat in a storm, ready to be torn to pieces at any moment.

"Give it to me, refine it."

Ning Feng's eyes were bloodshot, blood was flowing from all seven orifices, and he roared like a beast.

He poured all his strength into the cauldron, transforming it into the most intense fire of will, burning the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Soul.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Time blurs in the pain.

Li Tao was terrified watching from outside, but he could do nothing.

"Ning Feng... Hey, I'm old now, I can't help you much."

"I hope to kill two more emperors this time to relieve your pressure."

He could see that Ning Feng's body was constantly breaking apart in the beam of light, with blood splattering and flesh flying everywhere.

However, he kept repairing it.

Over and over again,

But each time, the breath became weaker and weaker.

The broken little tripod was like a candle in the wind, its green light flickering and ready to go out at any time.

"Ning Feng, hold on!"

Li Tao screamed loudly.

The divine and demonic fire on his back seemed to feel Li Tao's anxiety and trembled slightly.

It seems to be about to break out of the seal at any moment.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Ning Feng spoke, and his voice came.

I do not know how long it has been.

Just when Ning Feng felt that he was about to completely collapse,

The bronze tripod was on the verge of breaking.

hum!

The destructive sword light emitted by the Ten Thousand Saints Sword Spirit suddenly stopped.

The violent sword intent filled with destructive will seemed to be embraced by a purer will.

Then, the soft white light began to converge, and the billions of sword lights inside no longer conflicted in disorder.

Instead, it began to flow slowly, gathering in an orderly manner, as if condensing into a certain shape...

The green light on the broken bronze tripod also underwent a strange change at this moment.