Looking at the power of the Purple Thunder True Fire, Xiao Chen showed a slightly surprised look on his face, he didn't expect that the Purple Thunder True Fire that had condensed the origin would be so powerful.

Xiao Chen took out another wooden stick and erected it on the clearing, holding the Moon Shadow Knife in his hand, his spirit was raised to the apex, and his mind entered a state of emptiness.

Draw your sword, slash!

Brush! Brush!

Xiao Chen slashed out nine knives in a row, and the wooden stick was cut off nine times, and the wooden stick, which was as light as a feather, still did not move at all, without the slightest sign of moving and swaying.

Putting away the knife and standing, Xiao Chen showed a satisfied smile on his face, this knife drawing technique is finally not far from the realm of Dacheng.

Taking out the seven petals of the seven-leaf flower from the Qiankun ring, Xiao Chen pondered for a while, then returned to the flat stone and sat cross-legged.

Picked a red petal and slowly held it in his mouth, the petal melted in his mouth, instantly penetrating into Xiao Chen's flesh, and then a pain in his heart came.

There is no pain in the whole body, like a pinprick, Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and insisted, this is the pain that Qiye Flower must experience when washing the pulp of his bones, skin and flesh.

Xiao Chen felt that his skin was falling off, and the slightest wind and grass moved, and the light breeze blew, and the pain was extremely bad. Xiao Chen didn't dare to open his mouth, he was afraid of opening it, and he couldn't help but bite his tongue off.

Suddenly, his face was covered with sweat, like a water man, and the pain in his heart lasted for an hour before stopping.

When the pain disappeared, Xiao Chen's hair spread all over his body, and an indescribable refreshment spread throughout his body. His dark skin has also undergone extreme changes, becoming snow-white and transparent, like beautiful jade, which makes people sigh.

Xiao Chen clearly felt that the strength of his physical body had increased a lot again, and he was overjoyed in his heart, without any hesitation, he took out a white petal and put it in again.

In the end, Xiao Chen contained all seven petals of different colors, and the taste was simply inhuman torture. With each petal, the pain doubles by the time the seventh petal is attached.

The pain that could not be described in words, Xiao Chen almost fainted in pain, if it weren't for the fact that his divine sense was much stronger than that of ordinary people, Xiao Chen would probably really faint and never wake up again.

Bang! Bang!

Xiao Chen stood up from the stone platform, the bones of his whole body crackled and crackled, and the bones that had been washed seven times began to be reshaped.

After the shaping was completed, Xiao Chen found that his height had become a little taller, and his height was originally close to 1.7 meters, but now he actually grew to 1.8 meters, an increase of one centimeter.

His knife-like face became more distinct, and the original sharp momentum was restrained, like an unsheathed sword.

In his eyes, there were occasional flashes of light, and the momentum of the whole person immediately became fierce, like a sword out of its sheath, the cold light was fierce, and it was sharp.

His physical body had already been tempered by the heavenly thunder, and at this moment, he had been washed by seven seven-leaf flowers, and his physical body had already reached a terrifying level.

Jumping down from the stone platform, Xiao Chen didn't use the slightest vitality, and only relied on the strength of his physical body to slap his palm fiercely on a boulder next to him.

Bang!

On the rocks, countless tiny cracks appeared in an instant, and the cracks kept spreading, and the boulder brushed into countless stone chips, flying wildly in the air.

Xiao Chen looked at the stone chips falling on the ground, and sighed in his heart, when Xiao Chen first came to this world, the martial soul could never awaken.

At that time, the biggest dream was to refine a strong physical body, because in this world, there are indeed some people who have not awakened the martial spirit, but have become holy by the physical body.

Unexpectedly, now, it has another trajectory, reaching the small completion of the flesh.

The sun is shining, the sun is sprinkled on the earth without reservation, and the calm water surface of the Zhuang River is reflected from time to time, and the dazzling light is dazzling.

Xiao Chen leaned against the rock, took out the Qiankun ring, and brought him a sketch of the relics of endless pursuit, which he had seen many times before.

But nothing was found, the address of the ruins drawn in the sketch should be somewhere inside the Savage Forest, but unfortunately Xiao Chen had never been to the interior of the Savage Forest.

It was impossible to see where the ruins in the sketch were, and the drawing could only be understood by a person who was very familiar with the internal environment of the wild forest.

The relics of the ancient human race's powerful sitting will definitely have heavy treasures, holy soldiers, battle armor, high-level soul soldiers, ancient martial arts, and secret treasures, all of which have a fatal attraction to Xiao Chen.

In ancient times, it was 10,000 years earlier than the Tianwu Dynasty, and it was the most glorious period of the human race.

There is even a legend that the martial god who gave birth to human beings in that era could pick the stars and take the moon and spit stars. It's a pity that those glorious years were finally annihilated in the long river of history, and almost none of the inheritance of the ancient human race remained.

In the Tianwu Dynasty and the ancient period, there was a historical gap in between, and no one knew what happened during that time, and the ancient people seemed to have disappeared like this.

Most people think that the ancient human race was wiped out by the demons in the demon realm, after all, the Tianwu Dynasty 10,000 years ago in history was destroyed in the demon tribulation.

But what the truth is, no one knows except for the orthodox Three Holy Lands, and the Three Holy Lands have never revealed any news from the ancient period.

Xiao Chen was very interested in all this in the ancient era, because he faintly felt that the green dragon martial soul in his body might have appeared as early as the ancient period.

It's a pity that he himself is not familiar with the interior of the wild forest, and this sketch is of no use to him at all.

You have to find someone to work with, Xiao Chen thought in his heart, when he had such an idea, a figure immediately appeared in his mind.

"Well, that's him. A smile appeared on Xiao Chen's face and said lightly.

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he probed his divine sense into the soul blood jade, looking at Xiao Bai, who was still asleep, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, a murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and he muttered: "It's time to go out, just do these two things together." ”

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Leaving the phantom array, Xiao Chen walked directly towards the outside of the Savage Forest, and after walking for a long time, he met a group of martial artists who had entered the outer periphery of the Savage Forest to train.

Xiao Chen's current appearance has changed a lot compared to before, and his original immature temperament has disappeared without a trace, and he has become extremely stable.

The group of martial artists watched Xiao Chen pass by, and they didn't pay too much attention until Xiao Chen walked out of a distance. One of the warriors, as if he had suddenly remembered something, took out a portrait.

"You see, the person just now is not like the person who is wanted by the Jiang family on this portrait. The warrior took the portrait and asked the surroundings.

A person next to him took a closer look and said, "It's not very similar, the Jiang family's people, the wanted person is obviously a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, but the person who just walked over doesn't look like a teenager at all." ”

Another person said loudly, "I don't look like it, that person just now obviously has the cultivation of a middle-grade martial artist, but the Jiang family said that the person above the portrait only has the cultivation of a high-grade martial artist, and no one can suddenly improve his cultivation so much in just a few days." ”

"But I think it's a bit like, and I can't say why, but it's like it. There were also different opinions on the side.

The leader of this group of people, a man with a terrifying scar on his face, looked at Xiao Chen's departing back, and didn't speak all the time, and after half a ring, he suddenly opened his mouth and said in a deep voice: "It is indeed the person who painted the portrait, although his clothes have been changed, his shoes have not been changed." ”

Everyone hurriedly looked, and sure enough, the shoes worn by the person in the portrait were exactly the same as the people they had just looked for. found this clue, and the more people looked at it, the more they looked at it, and they were sure that it was this person.

"Boss, do it or not, what the Jiang family promised is a thousand taels of gold, and a thousand years of gold is equivalent to a year's income for all of us. ”

"Yes, it's just a middle-grade martial artist, everyone here here is a martial artist, and the boss, you are a peak martial artist, so don't be afraid at all. ”

The scar man smiled and said, "Do you think I'm a fool, I have already sent Lao Jiu out to follow him, make a mark along the way, and wait for us to go over and do it." ”

"The boss is the boss, and he really sees farther than us. Everyone immediately patted their ass.

A cruel look flashed in Scar's eyes, and he scolded with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and follow me." ”

Everyone didn't go far, and sure enough, they saw the mark engraved by Lao Jiu, and they were suddenly overjoyed, and the pace under their feet was all quickened a lot, thinking of the Jiang family's thousand taels of gold, a greedy look flashed in everyone's eyes.

"What about Lao Jiu's mark? Why can't I see it? The people who had walked a long distance suddenly noticed that the mark that had guided them all the way was suddenly gone.

The scar man saw a trace of ashes not far away, and there was a bad premonition in his heart, "Where are the people of Lao Jiu?

"I saw him, Xiao Chen was there. Someone in the crowd suddenly said loudly.

Everyone followed the direction of his finger and immediately saw Xiao Chen's figure next to a big tree. When the scar man heard everyone's voices, he quickly put aside the doubts in his heart and looked in that direction.

I saw that next to the big tree, Xiao Chen stood quietly in place, as if he had expected the arrival of everyone, his face was not shocked, and his black eyes were closed, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

The scar man suddenly felt that something was wrong, and wanted to stop his subordinates by speaking out, but those people's eyes were already full of greed, and they rushed out towards Xiao Chen with a steel knife.

Xiao Chen's right eye suddenly opened, and the momentum of the whole person changed suddenly, his clothes were agitated, and his black hair was fluttering. Just like a sword out of its sheath, the cold light is wanton, and the edge is exposed.

In the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be endless flames burning, and finally converged into a diamond-shaped purple flame. Zimang was linked to Xiao Chen's divine sense, and he had already quietly planted a trace of origin fire in these people's bodies.

When Xiao Chen opened his right eye, the moment the purple light formed, the fire on these people was immediately ignited, and a purple flame rose from their bodies, and they were turned into a pile of ashes before they even had time to scream.

The scar man, although he had known that it was wrong, had already flown backwards. But his left hand was still ignited, and he decisively took the steel knife and cut off his left hand.

Looking at the extra ashes on the ground, he opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak. With a frightened expression on his face, a group of people who were alive just now turned into ashes silently.

Is this the devil?

Scar Man finally knew what the pile of ashes he had seen earlier was, but now it was too late.

Xiao Chen slowly walked towards him with the Moon Shadow Knife in his hand, and the woods were silent for a while, leaving only the sound of Xiao Chen's footsteps and the beating of the scar man's heart about to pop out.