With excitement, Cheng Feng urged his divine power to take down the water bag.

Puff ~~~

However, the divine power got out of the body and was crushed by the sharp sword.

"It seems that if I want to get the water bag, I must go to the source of the sword scar myself."

Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows: "maybe this is also a test for future generations."

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng pressed down his excitement and began to climb.

At this time, Cheng Feng has reached the source of the sword mark within ten meters.

The strength of the sword Qi's edge has reached a terrible level.

Every step taken by Cheng Feng is a great torture to himself.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The whole body is surrounded by sword Qi, cutting ten thousand sword marks.

Cheng Feng is bleeding and scarred!

However, Cheng Feng was unmoved.

It's like the body that bears the torture of ten thousand swords is not its own.

Step by step, go straight to the source of the scar.

Finally, Cheng Feng came near the source of the sword scar.

The whole person looked miserable, and his clothes had already turned into rags.

After being soaked by blood, it becomes a dark brown substance.

But an unyielding momentum has grown to the peak at this moment.

It was at this moment that I fought with the sword spirit and edge left by the sword saint!

It has the taste of competing against each other and even overwhelming the edge of the sword!

Its level has reached the peak of level 9.

If you can go further, you will forge the will of supreme Dao.

As soon as you read it, everything in heaven and earth will collapse!

Even saints can be killed!

"It's too difficult to forge the will of supreme Dao."

Cheng Feng shook his head: "there are countless Dao geniuses in the world. They have amazed an era. Most of them can't be cast into supreme Dao. They end up regretful!"

"I want to cast the supreme Dao. There is still a long way to go!"

In fact, there is only one step difference between Cheng Feng and the will of supreme Dao.

But this step is different. Crossing over will kill the Buddha and destroy the saint.

If you can't cross it, it will eventually become a dream!

What Cheng Feng needs to do most at present is accumulation.

Only when you save your blade to the extreme can you hope to cast the supreme Dao!

Of course, even now, Cheng Feng is very strong.

Just by attacking with the blade, you can compete with the extreme strong in the heaven realm, and you have barely reached the peak of the heaven realm.

If half saints don't come out, I'm afraid no one can shake Cheng Feng!

"Now, it's time to see what's special about the water bag left by the sword."

Calmed the mood in his heart, Cheng Feng raised his hand and grabbed the water bag.

The water bag is not big. It's like holding your hands open.

But in Cheng Feng's hands, it was very heavy.

It's like grasping a huge mountain, which makes Cheng Feng's foothold unstable.

"Huh? So heavy!"

Cheng Feng was surprised and slightly urged his divine power to stabilize his body.

Then he pulled the water bag from the sword hole.

The water bag was black and looked like some kind of black iron forging.

But when I touched it with my hand, I found that it was some kind of animal skin, very smooth, just like silk and satin.

"Eh? There is a word on the water bag - heaven and earth bag?"

Cheng Feng looked at the water bag and found three ancient characters engraved on the back of the bag.

In particular, the word heaven and earth seems to have a kind of magic.

When Cheng Feng watched, he felt like he had entered the vast sky and hundreds of millions of stars.

Heaven and earth are vast, worthy of the word "heaven and earth"!

"What a domineering name."

Cheng Feng looked away and was not calm: "I want to cover the universe. The existence of refining this water bag must be extraordinary."

"Cheng Feng, I'm afraid you found the treasure."

At this time, Nalan's voice sounded: "heaven and earth bag, I seem to have heard, is a super treasure."

"It is said that it comes from the hand of a supreme being and can contain all things in heaven and earth."

"There were more than a dozen people living in the realm of creation. After 800 years of sacrifice and practice, they were refined into fly ash!"

"Among them, one won the great saint of great fortune!"

"What? The heaven and earth bag is so powerful?"

Hearing this, Cheng Feng couldn't keep calm and turned up a storm.

But then there was doubt in my heart.

"Uncle Naran, isn't it?"

"You say the heaven and earth bag is a supreme treasure. How can these treasures appear in the hands of the sword saint?"

"Moreover, it was nailed here by a sword?"

It really doesn't make sense.

If this water bag is the bag of heaven and earth, it can never be abandoned like my shoes.

Although he is a swordsman, he can't be so extravagant.

Compared with the supreme existence, it is still far away.

"Well, that's true."

Nalan's mood gradually calmed down and guessed, "maybe this water bag is an imitation of the heaven and earth bag."

"If the real bag of heaven and earth had lived here, it would have been divided up by the high-level of the kingdom of heaven. It can't exist until now."

"An imitation?"

Hearing the speech, Cheng Feng was a little lost.

At the same time, he suddenly remembered that when he met little white bird Hei Yi on the earth dome, Hei Yi had a small cloth bag hanging around his neck.

That cloth bag is called heaven and earth cloth bag.

I'm afraid the Qiankun cloth bag is also an imitation of the Qiankun bag.

"Cheng Feng, the heaven and earth bag, as the supreme holy weapon, must have many imitations."

Nalan Changsheng said, "however, there are also high and low imitations."

"The heaven and earth bag in your hand, even if it is an imitation, should not be of low grade."

"I guess the sword is perfect. I'm afraid I want to use it to collect nine days of holy water."

"As a result, Jiutian holy water hid in the ice abyss of Jichuan, disappeared without a trace, and the sword was intact. For some reason, I can't stay here more."

"So he left angrily and nailed the imitation of the heaven and earth bag here!"

Nalan's conjecture of longevity has some basis.

After all, the sword saint is a saint who is good at killing.

Catching the nine day holy water requires other things to cooperate.

This imitation of heaven and earth bag is just right!

"Use the heaven and earth bag to catch Jiutian holy water?"

Hearing this, Cheng Feng's thoughts were opened and said in surprise, "Uncle Nalan, your guess may be true."

"The holy sword has been gone for tens of thousands of years, but Jiutian holy water has been hiding in the ice abyss of Jichuan and dare not come out."

"What is it afraid of? Nine times out of ten it is this bag of heaven and earth."

"Now the heaven and earth bag has fallen into my hands. I can use it to deal with the Jiutian holy water!"

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng's heart was hot and his whole body trembled with excitement.

Because once he succeeds, he can not only capture the Jiutian holy water, but also control the imitation of the heavenly bag.

In such a large northwest region, you can walk horizontally!

Those who want to trouble him will be killed if they dare to come!

When they were killed, they trembled at the mention of Cheng Feng!