Peerless Soul Emperor

The dark blue boundless sea rippled. At a glance, it was as if they had fallen into an abyss.

When you look into the depths of the sea, there is an urge to fall. It was as if there was a giant hand hiding in the sea, pulling your mind downwards.

On the surface of the sea, a fiery red cloud floated by. If one looked closely, they would see that the clouds were actually red feathered magical beasts.

On the back of the four-winged land dragon, Qian Shuihan frowned and said, "What does senior uncle mean by this?" Why is it that success or failure depends on the Boundless Sea?

She was the disciple of Feng Xi, and Xu Zi claimed to be his senior brother, so she was called her martial uncle.

Although Ye Feng was meditating, he was able to find out the changes in the outside world through his spiritual energy. He didn't even open his eyes as he said:

"There is no limit to success, and there is no limit to defeat. It originates from the buddhist dao of the three sects outside this region. The Lan Ze Continent once belonged to the Wilderness, and only three thousand years ago did a warrior step into it.

One of the saints of the path of Buddhism was named Boundless!

He had barged into the central region by chance, but who would have thought that there was a holy dragon hidden under the sea!

The battle between the two Saints had torn apart half the sky, and had also alarmed the ghosts of those wronged in the ancient battlefield.

The Buddhist Saint fought with the holy dragon for ninety-one days. Finally, he killed the holy dragon and took the dragon pearl.

After absorbing the power of the Dragon Pearl, the power of the Boundless Mage had increased tremendously. He was now close to standing at the peak of the entire Northern Frosty Region.

Before he even had the chance to get excited, more than a dozen ancient battle spirits had already surrounded him.

The terror of ancient cultivators far exceeds that of our martial way, and even the sage realm!

In just three rounds, the Boundless Mage was defeated by the Battle Soul. Before his death, he let out a long sigh, "There is no end to this! There is no end to this!"

The descendant named this place the Boundless Ocean. Rumor has it that the dragon pearl and the corpse of the holy dragon are still at the center of the ancient battlefield. "

Shua ~ Xu Zihua and Qian Shuihan stared straight at him, their eyeballs popping out.

"How do you know so much about what happened three thousand years ago?" This further confirmed her suspicions!

Ye Feng must have died a thousand years ago.

"Ye Feng, what exactly are you hiding?" Xu Zihua thought to herself: This kind of secret, even old monster Feng Xi doesn't know!

How could a little kid like him know that?

Suddenly, Xu Zixu's expression changed!

In the few seconds of their shock, Ye Feng felt as if a century had passed!

In his mind, in the pitch black meditation space, five figures were swiftly brandishing their swords.

The sword Qis in the surroundings roared. The original nine sword Qis had now turned into eighty-one, but they were still increasing.

It was as if there were hundreds of illusory flying swords flying around the five people at high speed.

The hundred swords flew in the air, becoming faster and faster, before finally condensing into a giant sword! The five of them combined into one man with a huge sword in his hand.

All the whistling sounds and sword hums disappeared at this moment!

"Break!" Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp sword qi erupted from his body.

Roar ~

The four-winged land dragon howled into the sky, as if it had sensed that something terrible had happened, and became extremely uneasy.

Ye Feng's eyes were like sharp swords, piercing into the air. At this moment, his mind was completely emptied.

What surrounded him was not the air, but his invisible sword intent!

Even if it was one of the Four-Winged Earth Dragon's scales, a single feather of the Red Feathered Bird, withered and yellow fallen leaves, or soft droplets of water, they were all sharp swords in his eyes!

There was a sword expert amongst them, a drop of water that had transformed into a sword.

Swordless Realm Paragon, Three Thousand Raindrop Sword! This was the difference.

Swish, swish, swish ~

A sharp piercing sound rang in the air, and in the instant that Ye Feng opened his eyes, Xu Zifan, along with his thousand water chills, appeared a few dozen meters away in the air.

Qian Shuihan still didn't know what had happened. She only knew that this young man had inexplicably increased his strength!

He was truly a monster!

"Ye Feng!" Xu Zi shouted and pierced Ye Feng's ears like a needle.

However, without any effect, he remained motionless, and the sword intent around him whistled.

Weng weng weng ~

Qian Shuihan suddenly turned pale with fright. She pulled out the Dragon Staff on her back and said, "Uncle-master, I can't control it!"

The Dragon Staff trembled violently, as if an invisible hand was controlling it.

Not only that, even the flying sword on the back of the Fallen Cloud Sect disciple who was thousands of meters away from the four-winged land dragon was shaking.

If the distance was not too far, he would have lost control long ago.

Everyone was shocked!

Xu Zihua pressed her hand on the Dragon Staff, exerting a force of seven to eight thousand jin. However, the Dragon Staff still continued to tremble, as if resisting his strength.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The dragon staff disintegrated into three thousand small swords, flying in circles around Ye Feng.

Each sword was like an arm!

"Riding the sword to kill someone. Could he have entered the legendary sword-less realm!?" Xu Zihua exclaimed.

Swordless realm experts were not as simple as killing people beyond their cultivation realm. It was even possible to kill someone with a huge leap in cultivation!

According to the rumors, only Sky Soul Realm martial artists, or even Gold Dragon Realm experts, had such a high level of comprehension!

Qian Shuihan's face was already pale. How terrifying was this young man's talent?

In fact, Ye Feng had been acting unconsciously just now, and now he had finally woken up.

With a light flick of his finger, the three thousand small dragon swords let out an upright sound, as if they were talking to him.

"Go ~" Ye Feng pointed towards the sky.

The three thousand small swords coiled into a sword dragon and rushed out of the clouds.

This was a true Imperial Sword. Every sword contained the will of its master!

Without a sword, tens of thousands of specks of dust could be transformed into a sword!

Now, even if Ye Feng were to meet with Mo Qingniao's generation, he would still have the strength to fight!

His trip to the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm had been secured by another layer of protection!