After doing this, Chu Ming flew in front of the bronze square box, hurriedly received the square box into the storage ring, and Chu Ming followed the original path and flew in the direction where Feng Yuyan was.

On the way, Chu Ming gently opened the square box, and in an instant, a killing intent came to his face, and what appeared in front of him was a fist-sized blood stone, crystal clear, and the blood flowing in it could be faintly seen.

"Killing Bloodstone?!"

A trace of emotion flashed on Chu Ming's face, cultivating spiritual power, with the help of spirit stones, and comprehending the artistic conception, the stone of artistic conception is equivalent to the spiritual stone in the cultivation of spiritual power, which can make the martial artist's comprehension of the artistic conception skyrocket in a short period of time.

"This should be a stone of artistic conception."

Looking at its color, Chu Ming said silently in his heart, the stone of artistic conception is precious, and a stone of low-grade artistic conception, placed outside, is enough to cause many strong people to rob, not to mention a stone of high-grade artistic conception.

In the final analysis, the role of the Artistic Conception Stone is somewhat similar to that of the Flower of Artistic Conception, but the effect of the Flower of Artistic Conception is aimed at various artistic conceptions, and a stone of artistic conception is only aimed at one artistic conception.

Sou!

As soon as he took the Stone of Artistic Conception back into the storage ring, Chu Ming's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes were extremely cold, and his speed couldn't help but speed up a few points again.

……

"Poof......

A terrifying sword light fell in the air, the space was faintly torn, a subtle black mark gradually spread, Feng Yuyan's body was instantly knocked away, and she opened her mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, her expression was sluggish.

"Hand over your storage ring, and I can spare your life."

Not far away, a burly middle-aged man, his eyes were staring at Feng Yuyan, a trace of obscenity flashed in his eyes, Feng Yuyan was excellent in both temperament and appearance, which aroused the lust in his heart.

"Don't think!"

Feng Yuyan's face was stubborn, and she stuffed a few healing pills into her mouth, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

The strength of the burly middle-aged man was too strong for her, but after a dozen moves, she was injured, and now in her heart, she could only hope that Chu Ming could come back quickly.

"I don't know what to do!"

The burly middle-aged man was dressed in a purple robe, hunting under the agitation of the strong wind, holding a long knife in his right hand, and there was a faint flash of knife light in his eyes.

Rumble!

The burly middle-aged man attacked again, and the long knife of the cash register paper fell violently, and the knife marks were derived from thousands of scars, blasting the air, rushing straight towards Feng Yuyan, and the sharp blades were all over the air.

"Ice Wind Field!"

Feng Yuyan screamed, and the spiritual power in her body exploded, and blue ice and green wind blades swirled around her body, and the force field rules were rich and mixed with the whole field.

Poof!

However, when the blade fell, it easily tore the ice wind force field in half and collapsed.

Burst......

A trace of blood flashed on Feng Yuyan's chest, and the blood stains overflowed, looking quite poignant.

However, at this moment, a hint of joy flashed in Feng Yuyan's eyes.

"Huh?"

The burly middle-aged man was puzzled in his heart, Feng Yuyan's emotional changes naturally did not escape his eyes, he didn't understand what was going on, so that Feng Yuyan swept away the previous despair.

But in an instant, his face changed color and began to change wildly, only to see a terrifying sword light coming out of the sky, like an arrow off the string, and it reached him in an instant.

Poof!

A trace of blood passed through the burly middle-aged man's chest, and a piece of blood flew down in the air, and the burly middle-aged man's face was dull, as if he didn't believe it, and his consciousness instantly sank into endless darkness.

Rumble!

Sou!

A white figure shot out from not far away, and landed steadily beside Feng Yuyan, with sword aura still lingering on his body, it was Chu Ming.

"Are you alright?"

Chu Ming glanced at the injuries on Feng Yuyan's body, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I'm glad you came just in time."

Feng Yuyan said with palpitations, and stuffed a few healing pills into her mouth.

Chu Ming took off the storage ring on the burly middle-aged man's finger, and his spiritual sense swept through it, and found more than two million high-grade spirit stones, as well as eight soul crystals, and other sundries, which could not enter Chu Ming's eyes.

"Huh? It's ......"

The light flashed in Chu Ming's hand, and he saw a round jade pendant the size of a palm appear in his hand, which was full of light, and there was a faint mysterious aura that continued to overflow.

There was a faint guess in his heart, Chu Ming's spiritual sense slowly touched the round jade pendant, and a roar flashed in Chu Ming's mind, and then, five golden characters appeared in Chu Ming's mind - Three Lives Shura Slash!

"Sure enough, this is a low-level arcane martial arts."

Although Chu Ming was happy in his heart, he had some regrets, this low-level Arcane Martial Arts was undoubtedly a sword move, and it was not of much use to him and Feng Yuyan, so he could only buy and sell it.

His gaze fell on Feng Yuyan, and he saw that Feng Yuyan was sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, closing her eyes to heal her injuries.

Chu Ming randomly found a location, and the spiritual sense returned to the sea of souls, only to see that there was a ball of light floating in the air, exuding a milky white light.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the light cluster exploded, and a trace of tiny runes echoed in Chu Ming's soul sea, this light cluster was the ancient sword emperor who had passed into his body, and it contained a technique.

Rumble!

The runes shattered one after another, turned into torrents, and merged into Chu Ming's sea of souls, after a stick of incense, Chu Ming slowly opened his eyes, and the exercises in his mind had been sorted out by him.

It is a technique called "Shengyuan Three Qigong", there are only three in total, and it does not have much effect on the increase of cultivation and combat power, but it has a unique effect, that is, to ward off evil spirits and exorcise demons, and when it is cultivated to the third level, there is no way for ordinary demonic qi to enter its body.

Taking advantage of Feng Yuyan's healing, Chu Ming began to practice the first weight of the "Shengyuan Three Qigong", and silently recited it according to the first mantra in his mouth, and a milky white light gradually rose from Chu Ming's body surface, and the holy light filled the entire space.

"Shengyuan Three Qigong" is not a high-level exercise, it is just a ground-level mid-level exercise, but in this ancient battlefield, it is a sharp weapon to deal with demon puppets.

Time passed slowly, and unconsciously, a day passed, and with Chu Ming's current understanding, a day was enough for a lot of things to happen.

Airplanes!

In Chu Ming's flesh and blood, wisps of white light soaked through, making Chu Ming's flesh and blood even stronger.

The white light is like a body, and the "Shengyuan Three Qigong" has been cultivated by Chu Ming to the second level.

Chu Ming opened his eyes gently, a trace of white streamer flew under Chu Ming's eyes, and not far away, Feng Yuyan's injuries had recovered, and he was looking at Chu Ming with a surprised face at the moment.

Although Chu Ming had been cultivating the exercises, his spiritual sense was always paying attention to everything around him.

"Let's go!"

Chu Ming got up and said to Feng Yuyan.

"Good!"

Feng Yuyan didn't ask much.