Subsequently, Jian Chen also temporarily walked with this team of mercenaries, and after some small talk, the relationship between Jian Chen and this group of mercenaries also became a lot closer unconsciously, and at the same time, Jian Chen also had some understanding of this team of mercenaries.

This mercenary group is a small mercenary group called Yiqi, with a total number of more than eighty people in the group, among which in addition to the head of the regiment with the strength of a high-level saint master, there are also five masters of the saint master class, as for the rest, they are all some great saints and saints.

Since it was late at night, Jian Chen and the people of the Righteous Qi Mercenary Group chatted for a while before they went to rest, and Jian Chen also took out a tent from his spatial belt and set it up, and then took out two demon cores and entered the state of cultivation.

The energy in the demon core was absorbed by the sword dust at a very terrifying speed, but unlike before, as soon as these energies entered the body of the sword dust, they ran towards the purple and green sword spirit in the sword dust dantian, and they were not absorbed by the sword dust at all.

The current Ziqing Sword Spirit is very weak, and its strength is not even one-ten-thousandth of what it was in its heyday, so now Jian Chen is not in a hurry to improve his strength for the time being, but pours all the energy in the demon core into the Ziqing Sword Spirit, so as to accelerate the recovery of the Ziqing Sword Spirit, because now he can borrow a part of the power of the Ziqing Sword Spirit, and with the increase of the power of the Ziqing Sword Spirit, the amount of power he can use will also be even stronger.

Moreover, now that Jian Chen's strength has just broken through to the Great Sage Master, he doesn't dare to continue to improve his strength like before again, although the berserk factor in the demon core energy will be absorbed by the Ziqing Sword Spirit, but the strength has increased too quickly, which will only lead to an unstable foundation and will have a great impact on the future.

The speed at which the Ziqing Sword Spirit absorbed the energy in the Demon Core was very fast, much faster than the consumption of Sword Dust when he cultivated in the past, and a fourth-order Demon Core was absorbed by the Ziqing Sword Spirit in just one hour.

Jian Chen took a deep breath, and now, he was taken aback by the speed at which the Ziqing Sword Spirit absorbed the energy of the demon core, and he didn't know if the Dao Dao was now stronger than before, or if the speed at which it absorbed the energy of the demon core had been deliberately suppressed before, in short, now the Ziqing Sword Spirit absorbed the energy in the demon core much faster. A fourth-order demon core was consumed in just one hour, and such a terrifying consumption rate shocked Jian Chen's mind again.

After all, the fourth-order magic core is not a third-order magic core, if a third-order demon core is consumed in an hour, the sword dust can barely withstand it, but if a fourth-order demon core is consumed in an hour, then the sword dust will feel a little unbearable. Although it was easy for him to hunt fourth-order demonic beasts with his current strength, the number of fourth-order demonic beasts was not as large as that of third-order demonic beasts and second-order demonic beasts.

"Alas...... One fourth-order demon core is consumed in one hour, and twelve hours a day, twelve fourth-order demon cores are consumed, how can this be consumed. Jian Chen sighed secretly, and his brows, which had not been stretched for long, furrowed again.

At night, in the quiet, quiet camp, there was a snoring sound from time to time......

In the early morning, when the sun on the horizon had just revealed its red face from the first line of heaven and earth, the sound of conversation came from outside the tent of the righteous mercenary group, accompanied by the "crackling" sound of the wood fire.

Jian Chen, who was sitting cross-legged in the tent, slowly opened his eyes, and then walked out of the tent, his eyes casually scanning for a week.

I saw that there were already more than 40 people in the activity, lighting fires, collecting tents, and some people were holding fodder to feed their mounts, looking busy.

In some tents, there are still strong men crawling out of it, all of them sleepy-eyed, yawning constantly, obviously not sleeping well.

Jian Chen shook his head slightly, then turned around and began to pack up his tent.

"Hey, Jianchen, did you sleep well last night?" At this time, a slightly deep voice came from not far away. Hearing the sound, Jian Chen looked back and saw a burly, shirtless strong man walking towards him.

This person Jianchen recognized that it was the leader of the Righteous Qi Mercenary Group, Hedoff.

"Well, it's okay!" Jian Chen replied with a smile, he hadn't slept at all last night. To be precise, Jian Chen's sleep has been very rare since he was a child, and since he became a saint, he has slept even less, spending almost every night in cultivation.

Sleep, is nothing more than the excessive loss of God during the day, need to sleep to recover, once people enter a deep sleep, the head is blank, into the ethereal realm, in this state, do not feel the passage of time at all, and ordinary people are used in such the most basic way to restore the God consumed during the day. The difference between martial artists is that when they enter the cultivation state, their spirit will also enter the ethereal realm, in this state, his god can not only be restored in the same way, but its recovery speed is much faster than sleeping.

Sleeping, in fact, is a way to restore God, and some people who are strong enough to sleep for days and nights are an extremely normal thing.

After breakfast, everyone from the Righteous Mercenary Regiment also began to hurry, and Jian Chen, since he had no mount, sat on a carriage full of goods, and hurried all the way in the direction of Wacker City.

In the blink of an eye, Jian Chen followed the team of the righteous mercenary group to rush for a day, during which Jian Chen also chatted with some mercenaries from time to time, and the relationship seemed to be deeper unconsciously.

At this moment, Jian Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the carriage full of goods, closed his eyes and recuperated suddenly moved, and then his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes stared at the front a little sharply, and shouted: "Everyone be careful, there is movement ahead, this should be a demonic beast rushing in our direction." ”

Hearing Jian Chen's loud shout, the team suddenly stopped, staring at the front with fierce eyes, but after looking at it for a while, the front was calm and there was no abnormality.

"Jianchen, you're too sensitive, everything is normal here, what's going on. A mercenary turned his head to look at Jian Chen, and said with some complaint.

"Yes, Jianchen, you can't say anything like this casually, in the future, before you figure things out, you should make fewer jokes like this. This time it was Hedoff, the leader of the Righteous Mercenary Regiment, who spoke, and his tone was a little reproachful.

However, just as Hedorf had finished speaking, suddenly, the ground began to tremble slightly.

"Commander, there is really movement, you pay attention to the ground. A mercenary standing on the ground was the first to notice the movement on the ground, and immediately said to Captain Hedoff.

"The ground is shaking ......"

"Is there a cavalry contingent passing through here......"

"We're not going to run into a horde of monsters......

......

With this person's words, the rest of the righteous mercenary group also discovered the movement on the ground, and their faces became a little solemn, and they all said guessingly.

"Be on alert, be on alert, be ready for battle. Commander Hedorf did not hesitate at all, and immediately shouted.

The mercenaries of the Righteous Qi Mercenary Regiment immediately took action, and dozens of people sacrificed their holy soldiers at the same time, lined up in a formation and stared at the front with solemn faces, as if facing a great enemy.