"Seven Swords of Judgment, Extremely Cold."
Ye Chenfeng shouted loudly, and the power of the six-fold sword urged the power of the Dao, controlling the cold air and cutting down the void with the lightsaber. The terrifying attack plunged the world into darkness.
"Boom..."
The extremely cold sword shadow carrying astonishing destructive power slashed on the black cauldron, and the powerful force exploded on the surface of the black cauldron, cracking the tens of meters high black cauldron with cracks.
The dark counter-shock force is like a dark cloud, scattered in all directions.
"Not broken!"
Ye Chenfeng originally thought that using 'Cold Pole' could break Hei Ding with a single sword, but the reality gave him a heavy blow, causing his whole heart to fall into a trough.
Hei Cauldron was not defeated this time, and the time left for Ye Chenfeng was already very limited. When he recovered the consumed soul power, the time left for him was less than one day.
"You can't give up, there must be a way."
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, sat cross-legged on the ground, and quickly recovered the consumed soul power.
When the last day came, Ye Chenfeng recovered the exhausted soul power, his whole body flew up into the air, released the force of the six-fold sword to activate the power of the avenue, and cast the 'cold pole' on the cracked black cauldron, killing him in one fell swoop. The second black cauldron was shattered.
"Hey, Ye Chenfeng smashed the second black cauldron, but the time left for him is less than a day, I'm afraid he has no chance." Zhenling sighed softly, feeling sorry for Ye Chenfeng in his heart.
The time left for Ye Chenfeng is getting less and less, but there is no trace of panic on Ye Chenfeng's face. He seizes the limited time and quickly recovers the consumed soul power.
When there was still an hour before the one-month deadline, Ye Chenfeng, who had fully recovered his soul power, stood up, staring intently at the last magnificent black cauldron with his deep eyes.
"Success or failure is here."
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, adjusted his state to the best, his body swept up like a sharp sword, and stayed in midair.
"Seven Swords of Judgment, Extreme Cold!"
Ye Chenfeng yelled loudly, and the indifferent voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, a sword edge filled with extreme coldness, driving the power of the Dao, fell from the midair, and slashed fiercely on the last black cauldron, killing the The black cauldron shattered countless cracks, but it didn't shatter.
"The power of chaos, break it for me."
Ye Chenfeng cast 'Cold Pole', and at the moment when the last soul power in his body was exhausted, he used his biggest hole card, the power of chaos bred by the chaotic god tree, and shot at the cracked black cauldron.
Although this ray of chaotic power was only the size of a cow's hair, the explosive force shocked the world. When it hit the cracked black cauldron, it immediately burst out with destructive power. a huge black hole.
"Successful!"
Watching the last black cauldron being smashed by the power of chaos, Ye Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, clenched his teeth, and forcibly controlled Jin Peng's wings to stretch out his back, setting off gusts of wind and flying against the chaotic air. After exiting the black hole, he disappeared into the collapsed Three Tripod Forbidden Land.
Chapter 148
"The power of chaos, why do you have the power of chaos in your body?"
Through the forbidden area of the Three Tripods, the true spirit sensed the power of chaos released by Ye Chenfeng at the last moment, and a look of horror appeared on his lonely face.
"The power of chaos was obtained by chance by this junior." Ye Chenfeng explained vaguely, deliberately concealing the existence of the chaotic tree.
"Superhuman talent, absolute power, amazing understanding and great luck, Ye Chenfeng, you really might be the one my spirit race is waiting for."
Daoist rays of light shot out from Zhenling's deep eyes, looking at Ye Chenfeng who was standing upright with a big secret hidden in his body, as if he wanted to see through him.
"Spirit Race? Senior, what race is the Spirit Race?" Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly, this was the first time he heard of the race of the Spirit Race.
"Let's talk about everything after you pass the last round of tests." Although Zhenling valued Ye Chenfeng more and more, he said slowly without revealing important information in advance.
"Ye Chenfeng, this is a reward for you, a stone tablet that contains the power of a perfect sword and that low-grade celestial weapon, the Juque Heavenly Sword."
As he said that, the right hand of the true spirit shrouded in red light swiped in the void, a palm-sized stele containing vast sword power, and the giant Que Tianjian weighing 10,000 catties flew out of the space crack and floated in front of Ye Chenfeng.
"Do you think that the rewards for this second round of tests are much more shabby than those for the first round?"
Seeing Ye Chenfeng's expression on taking over the sword power stele and Juque Tianjian, Zhen Ling asked with a rare smile.
"Somewhat!"
Although the stone tablet containing the perfect sword power is very precious, and the Juque Heavenly Sword has reached the level of a heavenly weapon, but compared with Jinpeng's blood essence and Jinpeng's wings, its value is far lower.
"Actually, the most precious reward in this second round is not the sword power stele, but the practice formula of judging the seven swords. Middle-grade dao skills are extremely rare in your Soul Continent, even in Tianyu, and if you can comprehend Judgment Seven Swords Seventh Style Judgment, the explosive attack power is comparable to a high-grade Taoist skill, one sword will destroy the moon and sink the stars." Zhenling said slowly.
"Tianyu!"
Ye Chenfeng learned a lot of information from Zhenling that he had never been in contact with, and a strong curiosity arose in his heart.
"Okay, you have three days to comprehend the stele of sword power. Once the three days are up, I will send you to the final assessment place to accept the life and death test of the sword spirit puppet." Zhenling said.
"yes!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded, got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and sat cross-legged on the ground, while recovering the consumed soul power, he released the soul power to infiltrate into the sword power stele, and understand the perfect sword power contained in the stone stele.
"Sword marks, there are ten sword marks in this stele, and the sword power contained in these ten sword marks increases in order."
When Ye Chenfeng's soul power penetrated into the sword-power stele, he found ten sword marks of different shades in the stele, the last of which was a jet-black sword mark, which made Ye Chenfeng smell a strong aura of danger.
"Buzz..."
When the soul power released by Ye Chenfeng penetrated into the first shallowest sword mark, he immediately felt a unparalleled sword force released, permeating the sword tablet.