A battle between Cheng Wushuang and the Baige Dynasty's Tianjiao Minghao, Luo Mei, and Fu Yijian attracted too many martial artists, and at this moment, they all realized the strength of Cheng Wushuang's strength, although his cultivation was not in the early stage of the Realm Spirit Realm, but the anti-heaven means he showed made those martial artists with more than sixty life and death veins fearful. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast.

Even some of the martial artists who entered the ancient fantasy realm in the last session were afraid of Cheng Wushuang.

As the battle ended, the crowd of onlookers dispersed.

The entire nameless small street looked bloodstained, and the corpses of hundreds of martial artists were all over the ground, and many people would find it hard to believe that so many powerful martial artists had been killed by a group of martial artists who were less than in the middle of the realm spirit realm.

A gray 'color' light appeared, and everyone was already familiar with Cheng Wushuang's gray 'color' light, thinking that this was Cheng Wushuang's means of removing the corpse, and Cheng Wushuang didn't bother to explain so much.

Cheng Wushuang knew that the Law of Devouring was a very magical law power, and the corpses devoured by the gray 'color' light could be turned into creation value, and the treasures on those corpses would all flow into his storage space.

From the battle of Huangshan, Cheng Wushuang killed countless holy sons and gods, and the holy 'medicines' and appliances from these holy sons and gods can already build several high-level dynasties, and now he has killed a 'wave' in Heicheng, and the spiritual 'medicine' and some valuable things obtained have made him rich and rival the country.

Cheng Wushuang found that the fastest way to make money was to wait for those arrogant Holy Sons and Divine Sons to kill him, as long as he killed these people, through the Devouring Law, he could easily obtain the treasures on these people.

"Let's find a place to stay!"

Cheng Wushuang said to everyone, and led everyone to a remote area away from the crowd.

The Black City is huge, but the closer you get to the heart of the Black City, the fewer people there are.

Most of the warriors here are mobile types, and they will only stay in the black city for a few days, so they will leave after just finding a temporary area on the edge of the city for a few days.

On the way, Cheng Wushuang introduced Mu Linglong, Zi 'Yu', and An Yusheng by the way, these three people can be regarded as new members.

After an hour of wandering around the central area of the Black City, Cheng Wushuang finally chose a huge pavilion as a temporary residence.

"We just stayed here. ”

Cheng Wushuang said to everyone, and then looked at the steel pavilion in front of him with a smile.

The entire Black City, because it has gone through countless years, is broken, although this pavilion is covered with rust and moss, but it is a pavilion in the center of the area, which looks more pleasing to the eye.

The 'door' of the pavilion is broken, everyone enters directly, and sees that the interior is very large, the tables and chairs are broken, and from some 'jade' stone fragments on the ground and the pill 'medicine' turned into black charcoal, it can be known that this pavilion should be a trading house 10,000 years ago.

Just as everyone was looking for some side rooms to live in, they suddenly heard someone coming from outside the pavilion.

"Get out of here, we have a crush on this pavilion!"

Not long after a short time outside the pavilion, there was already a group of young and vigorous martial artists, the person who spoke was a man with a sneer on his face, not very old, his cultivation had already sixty life and death veins, and his eyes looked at Cheng Wushuang and the others playfully.

His tone was very arrogant, seeing that Cheng Wushuang had no scruples, which made Mu Linglong and the others a little suspicious, and secretly said that this group of guys should have just entered the Black City and planned to find a place to stay, otherwise they would not dare to be so arrogant in front of Cheng Wushuang if they borrowed ten guts from him.

Bai Zicheng planned to go out and let Cheng Wushuang stop him.

Cheng Wushuang said to everyone: "You don't have to pay attention to it, go find a good room first, take a rest, and I'll deal with it." ”

When everyone heard this, they followed Cheng Wushuang and walked towards the inside of the pavilion.

After Cheng Wushuang finished speaking, he walked out of the pavilion, looked at this group of arrogant warriors, and sneered: "You can get out, I won't kill you." ”

The man frowned, his murderous intent rose, originally he didn't plan to kill, he only planned to blast out the people inside, seeing that this young man was so arrogant, there was no one in his eyes, and he suddenly became angry in his heart, and said: "Little ghost, just rely on your words, don't go!"

The man practiced boxing, without any mercy, and slammed into Cheng Wushuang's dantian with a punch, intending to abolish Cheng Wushuang.

In this black city, all the criteria are based on strength, if you have strength, you can act recklessly, for example, this man, relying on having sixty life and death veins, plans to snatch the favored residence of Cheng Wushuang and others.

Seeing that fist attacking, Cheng Wushuang did not dodge, but quickly stretched out his hand, volleyed a little, and exerted a powerful Dao intent, accompanied by a 'essence' divine power, condensed a fingerprint, and bombarded the man's fist.

With a snort, the man's right arm was pierced by a 'spirit' fingerprint full of 'essence' divine power and Dao intent, and the whole person flew upside down several battles away, hitting the wall of the pavilion opposite.

The countless martial artists who followed him were all shocked, this man, but their leader, had once killed a martial artist who had a perfect realm and a strong ancient bloodline, and right now, he was actually no match for this young man's fingerprint!

The fear suddenly spread to everyone's heartstrings, and immediately several 'women' helped the man up, only to see the man look at Cheng Wushuang in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "Let's go quickly." ”

In the blink of an eye, these people slipped away and disappeared.

Seeing this, Cheng Wushuang 'revealed' a smile at the corner of his mouth, in the black city, it is such a place, if the strength is strong, it has the right to speak, and if it has no strength, it can only be stepped on.

In fact, it is not only the Black City that is such a place, but also the entire Saint King Star, or the entire Star World, the Plane World, and even the Divine Realm.

Without stopping long, Cheng Wushuang took out the inscription pen, using high-grade cinnabar and demon beast 'essence' blood, and engraved a huge super-level defensive formation around this pavilion, this kind of formation is formed by using inscriptions and charms, so the formation has a powerful 'essence' divine power to support, which is several times stronger than ordinary defensive formations.

Cheng Wushuang did this, naturally acting cautiously, the black city is so 'chaotic', there is no formation protection, when night falls, where dare to sleep with confidence.

With the activation of the formation, a pavilion in front of him disappeared in an instant, this formation not only had the effect of an enchantment barrier, but also concealed all forms in the formation.

Back in the pavilion, Cheng Wushuang went to find Cheng Naixue and them first.

Bypassing the layers of pavilions, he came to the 'door' of a side room, and from the 'hand' conversation in the room, Cheng Wushuang knew that it should be the voices of Cheng Naixue and Mu Linglong.

"Strange? Why did Mu Linglong come to Cheng Naixue's side. ”

Cheng Wushuang frowned, pushed the 'door' and entered.

Then, an embarrassing scene happened.

Mu Linglong was only wearing a white 'colored' belly pocket and obscene 'pants', holding a blue 'colored' gauze skirt in her hand, and was about to try it on, while Cheng Naixue was holding a large handful of skirts in her hands.