As an old monster who had lived for four thousand years, Ye Qingfeng was not at all unfamiliar with restrictions. After sensing it for a while, his consciousness surged out, rushed into the broken sword, and entered the first layer of restrictions.
The first restriction wasn''t too difficult, it was successfully refined in five minutes.
If it was any other kind of Profound Core Stage, even if it was some monstrous genius, they would still be difficult to deal with.
It was as if an outstanding third-year straight-A student had placed a higher mathematics question in front of him. None of them had touched higher mathematics before, and the concepts of the rules were unclear and unable to be solved.
Ye Qingfeng who had four thousand years of knowledge quickly refined the layers of restrictions inside the broken sword.
When he refined the fifth restriction, Ye Qingfeng found it hard to sense.
He knew very well that his cultivation would not be able to continue any further.
When he withdrew his spiritual sense, the glow on the broken sword faded away, returning to the normal silver-white Dragon Marking Broken Sword.
"It doesn''t seem that difficult." Ye Qingfeng chuckled.
"I''ll call you Dragon God Sword from now on!"
Weng! *
For a moment, the Dragon God Sword seemed to approve of this name. The Dragon Mark seemed to come to life and released a silver light.
"Your sword is not bad, but it''s a pity it''s broken." Suddenly, a cold sound rang out.
Ye Qingfeng was shocked in his heart. He turned his head to look, only to see a man wearing a black robe staring at him with a sinister look a hundred meters away.
Ye Qingfeng silently retracted the Dragon God Sword. The black robed man''s aura was obscure and not simple.
Seeing that Ye Qingfeng was about to leave, the black-cloaked person''s body moved like a ghost, floating over quickly. He laughed: "Sir, are you interested in doing something big with me?"
"Oh?" Ye Qingfeng paused in his steps, and laughed lightly: "I am only a Profound Core Stage cultivator, you must have found the wrong person."
"Jie Jie Jie, I did not find you wrongly. I need a cannon fodder, and you are the perfect cannon fodder!" Before his voice had even faded, the black-cloaked person''s hand, which seemed to be where the bones were, suddenly became surrounded by black qi, and turned into a huge black python, savagely attacking forward.
"Humph!"
Ye Qingfeng''s expression was not anxious at all, he raised his palm and twisted it towards the air, the corners of his mouth were mumbling as an obscure Qi appeared in the air, and countless threads of black Qi suddenly appeared! The black python turned into a giant hand made of demonic qi, and it was trapped within the black python''s body. Suddenly, the python''s claws exploded.
This was something he had secretly learned during his past life battle with the Demon God of Heaven for two thousand years.
Seal the Heavens Demon Hand!
The huge black python exploded into a black stream of smoke while the huge hand made of devilish qi slowly disappeared. The shockwave created by the explosion blew away their clothes with a great gust of wind.
The man in black put down his hat, revealing a skinny face that was too white. He laughed and said, "So it''s a fellow cultivator. Please excuse me."
"May I know which peak in Blood Sea Demon Sect you are from?"
Blood Sea Demon Sect? Ye Qingfeng thought, could it be the Demon Gate in moon-chasing nation?
"You have no right to know." Ye Qingfeng coldly spoke as he took a step forward and was about to leave.
The black-robed man felt fear in his heart and said, "Sir, if it wasn''t for the fact that you are an scattered demon?" Are you interested in joining our Blood Sea Demon Sect? I am Yu Huan, an inner disciple of the First Peak of Blood Sea Demon Sect, the Withering Bone Peak. "
"Not interested."
"Jie, jie, jie, jie, wait a moment, how about we get to know each other? I am entering the moon-chasing nation this time to give the Little Devil Sect an imperial decree. Why don''t you share the prosperity and glory of the future with me? "
"Not interested." Ye Qingfeng was shocked, the Blood Sea Demon Sect was actually not from moon-chasing nation, and the devil sect in moon-chasing nation was only from the Little Demon Sect.
Yu Huan watched as Ye Qingfeng left, a greedy look flashing past his eyes.