Because of the Mysterious Heaven Gate, when Luo Ping transferred Feng Yiming's murderous aura out, it looked as if it came from his body.
Even the surrounding Devil Sect geniuses couldn't see anything strange. They were all very surprised in their hearts.
Luo Ping didn't care about everyone's reaction. Instead, he controlled the murderous aura to slowly approach the treasure sword in front of him and quickly enveloped it.
Luo Ping stared at the treasure sword in front of him nervously. He didn't know if Feng Yiming's murderous aura would work. He also didn't want to give up on this opportunity and wanted to give it one last try.
Apart from Luo Ping, the other six people also stared at the treasure sword. However, in their hearts, they were praying that nothing strange would happen to the treasure sword.
They naturally didn't want Luo Ping to obtain benefits that they couldn't obtain. This was the selfish side of everyone.
However, what happened next made the other six people curse in their hearts. While they were shocked, they also found it hard to believe.
Luo Ping, on the other hand, revealed a look of ecstasy. An unconcealable smile bloomed on his face.
The treasure sword, which had turned into an unpolished jade, released rays of light again. It resonated with Huo Qing and the other two people previously. In other words, Luo Ping opened the sword body space of the treasure sword.
Sure enough, the treasure sword suddenly released a spatial fluctuation. Then, Luo Ping's figure disappeared around the stone block and entered the sword body space of the treasure sword.
After losing Luo Ping's power, the pressure on the remaining six people immediately increased. However, it was still within the range that they could bear. As for how long they could hold on, they didn't know.
This was because in the beginning, in order to ensure that Wu Hun and the others would go all out, and also to ensure that Huo Qing and the other two people wouldn't go back on their words, both sides had made a heart demon oath.
Therefore, Wu Hun and the others couldn't stop until they couldn't hold on any longer. Otherwise, their future cultivation would be hindered.
With the change of space, Luo Ping's figure appeared in the sword body space. After stabilizing his body, Luo Ping began to size up this space.
His Spiritual Force was unable to sense the boundaries of this space, which was enough to show that this sword body space was extremely large.
The surrounding space was dark red and filled with a thick smell of blood. The space was filled with blood-like red gas.
Being in such a space, Luo Ping did not feel any uneasiness or panic. His state of mind had become exceptionally stable, and such a small change in environment would not affect his state of mind.
Apart from the dark red around him, there was nothing else. It was deathly silent. However, when Luo Ping was sizing up his surroundings, suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps came from afar.
Luo Ping was very curious about the sudden sound. It seemed that the sound came from all directions at the same time. In order to see the situation in the distance, Luo Ping directly flew up and stood in the void.
Standing high in the air, Luo Ping's eyes flashed with an ink-black light. Then, his eyes turned completely black.
With the help of the God's Eye, Luo Ping immediately saw the situation in the distance clearly. His face was filled with horror, and then he looked in another direction, his expression became abnormally puzzled.
"Such a huge team actually appeared in all directions. There are at least 100,000 people, and they are all wearing battle armor, riding warhorses, and holding demonic blades. Although their cultivation is at the Devil Core stage, they are still a force to be reckoned with."
"It seems that this huge team should be the test of this sword body space. However, it seems that they are not targeting me, because these people do not pose any threat to me."
"The murderous aura was released by Feng Yiming. Could this team be targeting him? Then let him out and have a look. "
After pondering for a while, Luo Ping roughly understood the situation in front of him. With a thought, he released Feng Yiming from the Mysterious Heaven Gate.
After releasing the murderous aura, Feng Yiming was about to ask Luo Ping the reason for this matter, but before he could speak, he felt the space change and suddenly appeared beside Luo Ping.
He looked at Luo Ping strangely and found that Luo Ping's eyes had turned ink-black, and he was looking into the distance. Feng Yiming was shocked and followed Luo Ping's gaze, but he couldn't see anything clearly.
However, he could clearly hear the sound of the warhorses galloping. Feeling puzzled, he asked, "Brother Luo, where is this place? What is that sound in the distance? "
Hearing Feng Yiming's question, Luo Ping withdrew his gaze and his eyes returned to normal. After looking at Luo Ping, a strange smile appeared on his face.
"Brother Feng, there is a great opportunity in front of you. It all depends on whether you can grasp it or not. The sound in the surroundings is the sound of more than 100,000 warhorses galloping. On the warhorses are the Demon Core stage warriors of the Demons sect."
As Luo Ping spoke, he directly released a strand of demonic sense and poured it into Feng Yiming's sea of consciousness. Luo Ping, who was originally shocked by Feng Yiming's words, was caught off guard and received Luo Ping's demonic sense. A piece of information directly appeared in his mind.
After reading the information, Feng Yiming gained a better understanding of the Cavern of Extermination and the sword body space he was in. He also learned about the inheritance of the Saint Palace of Extermination.
"So that's how it is. Then according to Brother Luo's guess, the surrounding troops should be targeting me. Could it be that I have to kill all 100,000 warriors to pass the test?"
"If that's the case, then that's too difficult. After all, I'm only at the Golden Elixir stage, how can I kill 100,000 Demon Core stage warriors?"
After understanding the situation, Feng Yiming said helplessly. Although he really wanted to obtain the inheritance of the Saint Palace of Slaughter, facing 100,000 Demon Core stage warriors, he was powerless.
"You're right. It's not easy to deal with so many Demon Core stage warriors. With your cultivation, although you can fight those above your level, you won't be able to last that long."
"However, who asked us to be brothers? With such a good opportunity, how could I not help you obtain it? Here, these are two bottles of fifth grade pills. One bottle contains Dragon Tiger Pills, and the other contains Primary Spirit Pills. There are ten pills in each bottle."
"Here are ten Earth Talismans. They're all mid-grade blue talismans. They can increase your defense. As for your attack, it's mainly up to you."
"Use these pills and talismans as little as possible. It's good for your strength. You can control how much you use."
As Luo Ping spoke, he threw two small bottles and ten blue talismans to Feng Yiming. He could only help him last until the end and increase his defense.
As for killing these Demons sect warriors, that would depend on Feng Yiming's own strength. After all, this was a test for him, a test for his Dao of Slaughter.
Receiving the two bottles of pills and ten blue earth talismans, Feng Yiming said to Luo Ping, "Thank you, Brother Luo. I'll do my best. I won't let you down, and I won't let you down."
After Feng Yiming finished speaking, the surrounding troops had already reached their feet. Just as Luo Ping had estimated, the total number of people in the troop had reached an astonishing 100,000.
With such a large troop below Luo Ping and Feng Yiming, it took up a large area of space. After these warriors stopped, thousands of warriors and their warhorses suddenly flew up from the troops directly below them and attacked Feng Yiming.
The target of these warriors was very clear. Even though Luo Ping was standing right next to Feng Yiming, he didn't feel any killing intent. This was because the target of these warriors was only Feng Yiming.
Even so, Luo Ping still flew up and continued to fly higher, giving Feng Yiming enough space to fight.
Facing the thousands of Demons sect warriors attacking from below, Feng Yiming's body suddenly released a powerful aura. A murderous aura suddenly spread out.
Around his body, a thick layer of murderous aura quickly condensed and protected his body. Under the protection of the murderous aura, the sword in Feng Yiming's hand vibrated and emitted a low hum.
The sword in his hand was a spiritual weapon. Although it was only a seventh level spiritual weapon, it still possessed sufficient spirituality. In addition, it had followed Feng Yiming several times in the previous battles against the Demons sect. It could already feel the changes in its master's mood.
Under the vibration of the sword, Feng Yiming suddenly poured all of his power into the sword, causing the surface of the sword to immediately linger with a sword light.
"'Sky Shaking Sword Art's third move, Endless Sword Flow."
Feng Yiming let out a loud shout. The treasured sword in his hand instantly slashed out countless times. The densely packed sword rays turned into sword streams that filled the sky and flew out in all directions. Every sword stream was filled with killing intent that soared to the heavens.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The Demons sect warriors who had just approached below could not withstand the sword flow attack released by Feng Yiming. Their bodies were directly chopped into pieces and exploded in the air, turning into fine powder.
In just a short moment, nearly a hundred Demons sect warriors had lost their lives on the spot. However, the number of Demons sect warriors was simply too great. The surrounding Demons sect warriors were still fearless of death and continued to charge forward.
Not only that, but the Demons sect warriors below were also constantly replenishing their numbers. The area ten zhang around Feng Yiming was quickly occupied by the Demons sect warriors. There were no gaps in all directions.
Facing the siege of so many Demons sect warriors, Feng Yiming's face did not have the slightest bit of worry or panic. In any case, he revealed an excited expression. The sword in his hand was almost invisible as he waved it around.
The area ten zhang away was densely packed Demons sect warriors, and the area within ten zhang was similarly densely packed sword flows. After the two sides met, an intense battle broke out.
Those Devil Clan warriors wielded their Devil Sabers and displayed the same offensive moves. Every time the Devil Sabers chopped down, three Saber Qi would shoot out, one after another.
With thousands of Demons sect warriors attacking at the same time, the number of sword lights could be imagined. Although the power of their attacks could not be compared to Feng Yiming's sword flows, they had the advantage in numbers. If not for death, it would be difficult for Feng Yiming to expand the circle of activity.
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