The City Lord's Mansion, the meeting hall, Chen Qing, and Chen Baili sat opposite each other.

"Qing'er, I heard that you have the power of the Ninefold Wasteland, and you are really a horse?"

"Yes, grandpa, a few years ago, I accidentally got a copy of the body refining method, and I only broke through the realm yesterday after practicing for several years, and I have a strength of nine hundred catties."

"In that case... Then I don't know if Qing'er has any thoughts about the position of the city lord? If you want, I can prepare some time for you to meditate. If you don't want it, it's business as usual, and I'll look for other geniuses from the clan. ”

Chen Qing thought for a moment.

The only advantage of the position of the city lord of the Ice City is that he can use all the human and material resources to achieve a highly centralized state in a short period of time. It doesn't seem to be of much use.

It takes many ways to improve the realm by yourself, but the most effortless one seems to be the system that has not yet been turned on.

Upgrade the system.

Gain experience by killing living beings and improve your cultivation realm.

The position of the lord of the city, there are pros and cons. For me now, there are still benefits. You can use it for a short time, and when your strength is raised, you can return it when you change the map.

"Qing'er, how are you thinking about it?"

"Grandpa, I think I can give it a try as the local city lord."

Chen Qing smiled innocently.

Chen Baili glanced at him in surprise when he heard this, and said: "Yes, after thirty years, I don't have to worry about what kind of cultivation realm you are, no matter what your heart is, the position of this city lord must be yours." ”

The corners of Chen Qing's mouth twitched slightly.

Thirty years later, the daylilies are cold plate after plate.

Come to think of it, the position of the lord of the city is unblessed.

"Grandpa... In that case, this matter is not so urgent, let's talk about it in thirty years. ”

Chen Baili nodded.

Then chatted with him again, and when it was ten o'clock at noon, Chen Qing left the conference hall. When I arrived in the Cuiyun bamboo forest, I carried two jars of bamboo leaves on my mobile phone.

These wines were all secretly hidden by Chen Baili, if he knew that Chen Qing had already taken four bottles...... Chen Qing shrunk his neck, a little scared.

Coming to the center of the bamboo forest and putting down the two jars of wine, Chen Qing recalled and prepared to try to practice a martial art.

Martial arts, that is, a kind of martial arts, exercises.

Now he has a brute force, although the combat experience can allow him to abuse people of the same level, but if he encounters the existence of the True Desolate Realm, he still has to rest. Thinking about it first, you still have to practice a martial art that is suitable for life-saving.

In his previous life, he had been the Heavenly Emperor of the Three Realms for more than 450 years, coupled with the experience of countless clones, the exercises and martial arts in Chen Qing's mind, there were many don't want it, and he wanted to find a suitable one from the starry martial arts... It's not easy.

Fortunately, Chen Qing has a choice.

"Fist Shake Infinite Weight"

As the name suggests, a punch can produce a corresponding shock and increase the attack power. After the initial cultivation, three shocks can be issued, and after the integration is completed, nine shocks can be issued, and after consummation, it is the strongest twelve shocks.

This is the previous note.

After Chen Qing obtained this martial art, he changed him.

As long as you still have your own strength, you can send out shocks without limit. At the beginning, with the peak power of the Demon Emperor, he hit 100 billion shocks, and the shocks layer by layer filled the entire space, like the end of the world, it was not too easy to destroy the sky and destroy the world.

Chen Qing, who has 10 billion memories, has a natural understanding that can be said to be demonic, and "Shaking Fist Infinite Weight" has successfully cultivated just by simulating it in his heart, and has reached the best level.

Twelve shocks.

The horse stepped up slightly, and Chen Qing shook his fist at the bamboo forest in front of him.

"Poof... Poof. ”

Twelve invisible waves rushed straight ahead in an instant, and the powerful force actually shook a dozen bamboos into debris.

Putting away the exercises, Chen Qing smiled.

This kind of power has exceeded the level of the desolate realm, and Chen Qing felt that there should be five powers of desolate qi.

Five thousand catties.

One blow at will, five thousand catties of power.

If he made an all-out move, Chen Qing was sure to entangle with the existence of the Desolate Qi Realm, and finally relied on his combat experience to grind the other party to death.

Cultivating into a powerful martial art in less than ten seconds, Chen Qing smiled with satisfaction.

Out of this courtyard road.

He didn't go back to his room, but went to Chen Feng's courtyard, and greeted his family members for a while, as if the other party thought that there was some kind of relationship between them.

In the next whole day, Chen Qing went to the library in the city lord's mansion, where he read books for a long time, learned many rare things, and also knew that the cultivation in this world was roughly divided, and improved a lot of personal knowledge.

During this period, Chen Conning came to look for Chen Qing twice, but he didn't find him, because he was reading a book in the library at that time and cleverly missed it.

The night came as promised, the sky was full of dark clouds, and there was not a single star, which seemed lifeless, full of solemnity and tranquility.

Chen Qing changed into a black robe, walked out of the Chen family, did not alarm anyone, and slowly walked towards the direction of the Wasteland Forest alone.

Nothing happened all the way.

When they arrived at the Wasteland Forest, the three guards guarding the props were concentrating... Chat. To be precise, there are only two people chatting, and the rest are in... Go to bed.

It was all a triple existence of desolate qi, Chen Qing walked to the woods on the side, did not alarm the attention of the two, and slowly walked forward.

Five minutes later, he left the place without a hitch and entered the interior of the Wasteland Forest.

In his consciousness, he gave the order to the five-dimensional true desolate zombie to come to see him, and Chen Qing also moved in their direction.

"Hoo ......"

A gust of wind came, Chen Qing's eyes jumped, and he saw a black shadow moving from one tree to another, the speed was very fast, and it disappeared in front of Chen Qing's eyes in a blink of an eye.

Ignoring him, Chen Qing continued to walk forward.

Ten minutes later, he was in the depths of the Wasteland Forest.

"Boom..."

A tingling sound sounded, Chen Qing frowned, the whole person became vigilant, and quickly relaxed after two seconds.

When I looked up, sure enough.

The eagle, which had been huge, slowly fell from the sky and descended in front of Chen Qing.

With his wings outstretched, he was ten meters wide and two meters long.

Now it put away its wings, and the whole person stood in front of Chen Qing obediently. As a bird, he is taller than Chen Qing when he is standing, which is amazing.

Chen Qing looked at it carefully.

The change in this eagle is not particularly large.

At least the hair on his body is still there, and it hasn't fallen out.

There are very few zombie characteristics in him, and the only thing that exists on the outside is his eyes. Two white eyes the size of tennis balls, in the dark night, like two big light bulbs, are extremely terrifying and terrifying.

Chen Qing walked to its side, followed the horse, turned over and jumped, and sat directly on his back.

Well, maybe it's because he's a zombie, his back is hard and his ass hurts a little.

Chen Qing ordered, and the eagle spread its wings and flew deeper into the wasteland forest.