The spear that was as red as blood slowly turned into a pool of blood in Zheng Ming's palm, and at the moment when this blood water was formed, Zheng Ming quickly threw various materials such as Xingchen Gold into that piece of blood water. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The blood was silent, but those materials were silently smelting, and finally turned into pieces and became a part of the blood and water.

As more and more materials were put in, the blood water, which was originally bright red as blood, slowly began to turn black, and in the end, the blood water became as black as ink.

When the blood like ink floated quietly and could no longer rise the slightest wave, Zheng Ming's expression showed a little more relief. As the thoughts of his hands flickered, the ink-black water slowly formed the shape of a knife in the void.

The black knife is three feet three inches long!

There are no patterns, no laws, but the moment the knife slowly takes shape, the surrounding void begins to give birth to cracks.

At this time, Zheng Ming's Demon Suppression Tower was shaking even more wildly, looking like he had seen the master, for this situation in the Demon Suppression Tower, Zheng Ming pointed his finger towards the black long knife, and the pitch-black knife suddenly calmed down.

When the black knife slowly took shape in the void, Zheng Ming, who felt that something was missing, smiled lightly, and the thoughts in his heart flashed, and one by one the materials quickly rushed out of the heaven and earth in his chest.

These materials were directly fused together in the void, that is, in a quarter of an hour, a scabbard appeared in the void.

The ink-black long knife shook Ming, as if he was very dissatisfied with his scabbard, Zheng Ming looked at the ink-black knife, and said softly: "Okay, although this scabbard is a little weaker, it will be used." ”

The ink-black knife shook rapidly again, as if it was using this way to express his dissatisfaction with Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming gently stretched out his hand towards the pitch-black knife, and the knife fell into his hand, this knife was made using the Heaven Opening Artifact as the foundation, plus Zheng Ming invested a lot of top heavenly and earthly treasures, so in terms of quality, this knife is a few points stronger than the blood-colored spear.

But these are not what Zheng Ming values the most, what Zheng Ming values the most, or this knife is refined by himself, and the envoy gets up, this knife gives Zheng Ming the feeling that it is like his own arm.

Zheng Ming held the long knife as black as ink in his hand, and the countless knife techniques and knife intents in his heart began to flash in his heart.

When they were in the Panyuan Universe, Zheng Ming and the Great Holy Lord urged the power of a universe to compete in heaven and earth, and this way was naturally extremely shocking from the outside.

But in fact, after the formation of heaven and earth in the body, the fighting methods of the ancient saints also changed.

Their attacks have a back-to-basics flavor.

According to Zheng Ming's conversation with the Heavenly Wolf Ancient Sage, as well as looking at the cultivation notes they got from the Canglan Ancient Sage, the focus of these attacks has become speed, strength, and divine soul!

Some attacks focus on speed and catch people off guard, but in the same way, if you encounter an opponent with amazing defenses, the speed is too fast to make any difference.

However, there are also those who focus on strength, but if you focus too much on strength, it will also be difficult to attack the opponent.

With Zheng Ming's current cultivation, every knife he slashes out can be said to be a knife technique, and it can be regarded as a mysterious, but these ordinary knife techniques are not of much use to him.

The sword technique he needs is either to increase speed or strength, and of course, the best thing is to be able to improve both.

Let the chaotic power in your body exert several times or dozens of times the power.

Taiyin Knife Technique, Monarch Knife Technique, these knife techniques are usually used, and they are also very good, but now in Zheng Ming's eyes, these knife techniques are already flawed everywhere, and they are not suitable for him to use at all.

Holding the long black knife in his hand, Zheng Ming sat cross-legged, and the countless thoughts in his heart began to deduce the knife techniques he had learned in the past.

These knife techniques, in Zheng Ming's feelings, although they all have huge flaws, but in the same way, they also have their own merits.

It's just that these merits are too few, or for Zheng Ming now, their merits are too small.

Countless knife techniques kept flashing in Zheng Ming's heart, and they slowly merged in Zheng Ming's mind, from tens of thousands to thousands, and then to hundreds.

The sword technique is getting less and less, but the killing intent on the black treasure knife is becoming more and more vigorous and more and more forested.

Thirty-six, twelve, four......

These fusion knife techniques are getting fewer and fewer, but the difficulty of fusion is also getting bigger and bigger, although Zheng Ming's comprehension has surpassed that of ordinary people, but at this moment, he is still trapped by this hurdle.

I don't know how long it took, Zheng Ming shook his head gently, although he deduced to the end, it was still difficult to fuse the two or four sword techniques into one.

And the sword technique that is difficult to fuse into one is not of much use to him, and it is not even as easy as ordinary attacks.

"Do you want to fuse these knife techniques into one?" The voice of the six-sided crystal appeared in Zheng Ming's heart.

Zheng Ming nodded, and the six-sided crystal said again: "For this, I can help you, but after helping you, I need you to prepare three thousand pieces of Wind Composition Essence Gold for me!"

Three thousand pieces of fine gold, Zheng Ming didn't even have one. He looked at the hexagonal crystals that flickered in his heart, and chuckled, "You know, I don't have that kind of thing in my hands at all. ”

"I know this, and I'm not asking you to pay it now. The words of the six-sided crystal reappeared in Zheng Ming's mind: "You just need to give it to me within a thousand years." ”

This is okay, Zheng Ming then jokingly said towards the hexagonal crystal: "Do you still need prestige, I think I still have a lot of prestige." ”

"I need reputation, mainly because my consciousness was still a bit vague at the time, and reputation is of no use to me now. In Zheng Ming's mind, the six-sided crystal revealed some words again.

Zheng Ming thought of the hexagonal crystal and everything he said some time ago, and immediately said: "Didn't you tell me that you need prestige, mainly because you have to follow the rules of the game, and you don't want me to get something for nothing?"

The hexagonal crystal was silent, and just when Zheng Ming felt that he was doing this, he had hit the enthusiasm of the hexagonal crystal, but he saw a sentence left by the hexagonal crystal appear in his mind: "Two thousand pieces of wind writing gold!"

The reduction of a thousand pieces of wind essence gold, Zheng Ming's heart was happy. It was at this time that a knife appeared in his mind.

A jet-black, three-foot-three-inch-three knife, this knife only slashed lightly in the void, and then disappeared without a trace.

But looking at this knife, Zheng Ming's heart was shocked, because this knife was the one he dreamed of. No, or this knife is more powerful than the one he has sketched with all his heart!

With a swing of the knife, the heavens and the earth are broken!

The majestic power of chaos not only blocked the directions where those opponents around him might dodge, but also increased Zheng Ming's attack power by a full twenty times.

This is an absolutely terrifying promotion, and if this sword technique is taken out, I don't know how many people will be able to go crazy.

The sky is cracked!

This is the name of the sword technique that Zheng Ming is now casting, he can make the sky collapse, the heavens and the earth shatter, and all things turn into ashes.

Zheng Ming comprehended the move in his heart, and the knife in his hand was slowly swinging, and after a quarter of an hour, the knife already had a feeling of stagnation.

But the crack in the sky that appeared in Zheng Ming's heart and was extremely consistent with the sword moves that Zheng Ming had participated in for a long time, Zheng Ming still made mistakes.

This kind of increase is not small for an ancient saint who has a heaven and earth hidden in his body, but compared to the Firmament Rift, it is really not half a point.

What's wrong? Zheng Ming, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly came to his senses. With this realization, he swung the knife again and again, and retracted the knife again and again.

In Zheng Ming's feelings, heaven and earth have been condensed, everything has been condensed, his heart, his people, at this time, all he is concerned about is the knife in his hand.

Time has condensed here in Zheng Ming, and Zheng Ming no longer remembers how long he has been in retreat, nor can he remember how many times he has swung his knife.

"Chop!" In the faint cheer, Zheng Ming waved the knife in his hand again, the knife light flashed, plain and ordinary, but at the moment when the knife was swung, Zheng Ming had already felt that the increase of this knife was twenty times.

In other words, with the sword he had just made, he had already exerted twenty times the power of chaos contained in his body.

This twenty-fold increase does not rely on the power of the outer heaven and earth, nor the power of the Great Dao Law, but the twenty-fold power he wielded this time is completely a realization of his own strength.

The black knife light swung out of Zheng Ming's hand again, but this time, the ink-black knife became brighter and brighter in Zheng Ming's hand, as if the red light was discussing and breaking through the chaos.

The chaotic power with fiery attributes made Zheng Ming's eyes a little more surprised, and at this time, he found that the chaotic qi in his body had already been turned into crimson by a full half of the amount.

As long as all the chaotic qi turns red, he will be able to step into the second layer of the Chaos Ancient Sage, but at that time, the trace of innate immortal aura that he has obtained from the Three Laws Master will be useless.

Just as Zheng Ming was about to leave the customs, a rumbling chariot rumbled in the direction of the Yuan Ri God Dynasty from a distance.

Thirty-six sturdy Terran men, each with a dark skin shrunk around their necks, bowed down one by one, and used their bodies to drive the chariot forward.