Qu Ling's death was beyond everyone's expectations, and it hit the hearts of those noble children of the Chiyan Empire!

They really couldn't imagine that Qu Ling, the third prince who had unlimited scenery and arrogant trekking on weekdays, would die like this!

died so tragically, the entire 'flesh' body was split in half by the sword qi from top to bottom, and he was still holding the broken sword weapon before he died.

In their hearts, they couldn't help but be afraid of the young man, the sword that should have been fatal, was actually forcibly cracked, and the sword led the people to cut it together, what a strong strength this is!

But judging from the young man's face, he was only a teenager! A ten-year-old kendo genius, this strength, even in the Fantasy Sword Academy, the top force in the mainland, is one of the best figures!

In an instant, several of the beautiful 'women' in this group of noble children couldn't help but snort, and one of them said to himself: "The sword in this young man's hand is ruthless and spicy enough, I was instantly conquered by the style of this sword, what should I do, what should I do?"

As soon as these words came out, the male disciples around them threw their eyes one after another, and at this time, they were still in the mood for delusional thoughts, what kind of person is this? As soon as the imperial prince died, it was a major event, and a group of their noble disciples could hardly escape their responsibilities......

Cheng Wushuang is not from the Chiyan Empire, so naturally he doesn't have to worry about this, he waved his hand, put Qu Ling into the storage space, and then confiscated the storage ring on Qu Ling's body, and said coldly to the people in front of him: "I believe you should know how to speak!"

As he spoke, his figure flickered, and a few leaped back and forth between the treetops, and left.

The rest of the many noble disciples shook their heads and smiled bitterly, but Chen Jue looked at Cheng Wushuang's disappearing back with admiration, constantly recalling the scene of Cheng Wushuang splitting Qu Ling's sword in half, and his mood was difficult to calm down for a long time.

In the end, the corner of his mouth Nan Nan said to himself: "If only I could worship this young man as a teacher!"

Although this was what he said casually, he was listened to by that group of noble children, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears, this Chen Jue was the vice president of the Alchemist Guild, and his strength was also calculated, and he actually had the urge to worship that young man as a teacher, and it was very terrifying to think about it in his heart......

Cheng Wushuang shuttled through the ancient forest, sparing most of the circle, before returning to the original point with a hidden breath and coming to Cheng Shuiyue and Ling Zitong.

"You've been waiting for a long time, let's get out of here!"

The two 'women' nodded, and followed Cheng Wushuang.

In a dense ancient forest, the three of them stopped.

"It should be okay here, I'll arrange a defensive formation first to avoid sudden demon beast attacks around here. ”

After Cheng Wushuang finished speaking, he picked up the spirit stone, the sixth-order demon beast blood, and the three fifth-order sword weapons, and quickly arranged a sixth-order simplified version of the three-phase sword array.

In addition to resisting the invasion of demon beasts, this 'gate' sword array can also block all the breath in the array, even if you make the outside world resonate with heaven and earth, no one will be able to detect you.

"That's it!"

After Cheng Wushuang 'figured' the formation, he took out the fire heart origin of the Ice Breath Spirit Flame, handed it to Cheng Shuiyue, and said in a harmonious voice: "Shuiyue, here you go!"

Cheng Shuiyue unceremoniously used her spiritual power to hold the origin of the fire heart in her hand.

"This Xuanhuo is too weak, and it can't even be on the Xuanhuo list, forget it, just make do with it!"

After Cheng Shuiyue sensed the Xuanhuo, a trace of disappointment flowed from her eyes, and she muttered with some sighs in her heart, and then she was cold.

Sensing the horror of this cold air, Ling Zitong and Cheng Wushuang consciously stepped aside.

For some reason, after seeing the flame power emanating from the origin of the fire heart, Cheng Wushuang's Creation Divine Flame became agitated.

"Master, why has my Devouring Spirit King Flame become so restless, faintly out of control!"

After Ling Zi Tongzi sensed the flame power emitted by the Ice Breath Spirit Flame, the Devouring Spirit King Flame in his body was also a little uncontrollable.

"I guess Danhuo is hungry......"

"After a while, when our strength is strong enough, we can leave this broken star and go to a higher planet to compete for cultivation resources. ”

Cheng Wushuang felt that the Danhuo of both him and Ling Zitong needed to devour the Xuanhuo to evolve, and there would be a problem of distribution when they got the Xuanhuo in the future, thinking that he still had a task to collect a hundred years of fire, his forehead was full of black lines.

When will he be able to complete this hellish quest and get the creation judgment sword rewarded by the quest......

Cheng Shuiyue in front of him, sitting quietly cross-legged on the ground, began to refine the origin of the fire heart, up and down his body, a white 'colored' ice flame ignited, and the beautiful black hair that was originally as black as a waterfall turned into a silver 'color' white hair like the light of the stars, beautiful and moving, plus the white 'color' flame burning at the end of the hair, it looked even more bewitching and 'glamorous'.

The temperature around them was so cold that there was a formation to block all the breath, so the cold current power had nowhere to vent, and could only flow back into the formation, making Cheng Wushuang and Ling Zitong so cold that they had been using their spiritual power to drive away the cold qi that was constantly pouring into their bodies.

At this time, all three of them meditated cross-legged, one refining Xuanhuo, and two of them running spiritual energy to drive away the cold.

Cheng Wushuang's spiritual power in his body is majestic, and he can control the spiritual power 'exquisitely', so he can drive away the cold without effort, which is much easier than Ling Zitong.

Because of the abundant time, Cheng Wushuang refined the memory fragments taken from the hunchbacked old man's body.

However, he didn't get any important clues about the Demon Emperor's inheritance, and was shocked to find that the 'Gate' Demon Mind Devouring Sword Qi was actually picked up by the hunchbacked old man halfway.

Cheng Wushuang was a little disappointed by this, so he threw all the spirit crystals and gems in the storage ring seized today into the recycling system, and only exchanged tens of thousands of genesis, and he felt that the people of the Blood Shadow Alliance were really poor.

Seeing that Cheng Shuiyue was still refining the Xuanhuo, Cheng Wushuang meditated and comprehended the decision of the Creation Supreme.

Time passed quickly, and two hours passed in a flash.

As Cheng Shuiyue completely refined the ice breath spirit flame, she withdrew the weird white 'colored' ice flame on her body, and the whole person returned to a normal state, and the cold air around her was instantly absorbed into her body and disappeared.

"Let's keep going!"

After Cheng Shuiyue finished refining, she breathed coldly, and her eyes became even colder.

"Let's go!"

Cheng Wushuang collected the formation, and the three of them continued to hurry.

I still killed demon beasts all the way, ate demon beast 'meat', and slept in the 'hole' of the tree for three days, and finally walked out of the endless forest on the fourth day and came to the first city in the Chiyan Empire, Nansha City!

From a distance, the city wall of Nansha City is ten zhang high, majestic and huge!

"This Nansha City is the first big city in the Chiyan Empire, and the city wall of a city alone is ten zhang high, which is twice as high as the city wall of the royal capital, and I heard that this is still the most backward city in the Chiyan Empire......

When Cheng Wushuang saw Nansha City not far away, he couldn't help but sigh.

I saw that above the city, countless 'elite' soldiers and generals were standing guard, their faces were solemn, and their expressions were refreshed.

Ling Zitong said at this time: "Lingxiao City, the imperial capital of the Chiyan Empire, is even more prosperous, and there are more than twenty martial artists in the Xuanyan Realm in the city. ”

When Cheng Wushuang heard this, he said disdainfully: "I'm afraid that most of them are cabbage-level Xuanxuan Transformation Realm martial artists, and their realm is 'quite high', but their combat power is not good! Otherwise, it is impossible for the Chiyan Empire to even be unable to compare with the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, which has only ten Xuanxuan Realms." ”

"In the final analysis, the level of the realm is not equal to the strength of the strength, the realm just gives the martial artist the most basic strength!"

In Cheng Wushuang's eyes, he has always focused on the strength itself, rather than the realm, and these strengths can be the superposition and accumulation of special cultivation physique, exercises, martial arts, and even proficiency in the use of tools.

A true master looks at how to use his means to kill the enemy's ability, rather than looking up at the level of his cultivation realm.