The palm of the 'Zila' spiritual transformation touched the hot will bubble, causing him to subconsciously retract his palm.

The hot and intense burning pain interrupted the temptation that kept echoing in his heart, and his spirit cleared, and his body retreated dozens of meters before he could stop.

Chen Yan's face was as gloomy as water, and he couldn't imagine that the remaining will in the sword stone actually had the effect of bewitching the mind.

This was definitely not an ordinary sword stone, and he became more and more curious about the person who could use this sword intent.

The fuel ignited, turning his entire spirit blue.

Looking at the fire lotus in front of him, the lotus flower had quietly changed its appearance. The flame sword intent is more lotus veins condensed into filaments, stacked and intertwined with each other.

The blazing heat, high temperature, and death formed the will of this red lotus, and they appeared in front of him one after another, and he was fascinated by it, so he simply sat cross-legged on the ground and felt it carefully.

Before you know it, the blue has disappeared from her body, and her spirit has also languished.

"It's a pity" After sighing, Chen Cheng got up, his mental exhaustion was no longer enough to support him to continue to understand, but it was a pity that this artistic conception was over.

As a one-time by-product of the sword qi slashing realm swordsman's battle, the sword stone has always been a gunner and has been out of stock all year round. Among them, high-quality sword stones are not circulated in the ordinary market, and they cannot be bought without specific channels.

Sensing that the surrounding temperature had dropped a lot, the spirit immediately withdrew from the flame artistic conception, which was the prelude to the collapse of the sword stone.

Once the sword stone is opened, the artistic conception will begin to pass until the internal changes and collapse.

On the high and low bed, Chen Cheng opened his eyes and checked the round will beads in his body for the first time, intertwined with regret and surprise.

The sword stone in his hand had turned into powder and dissipated.

'Qiang Chang' Wumei came out of the sheath, the will flowed and run, and the three-foot sword came out through the body, bringing a wave of heat.

And the beads have already bred a little bit of heat, and this trip to perceive the artistic conception is worth it.

And his eyes couldn't help but look at the other three sword stones, his heart itched unbearably, and he couldn't wait to try it.

But the exhaustion of his spirit forced him to suppress his impulse and go to the trial space first to refresh his spirit with fuel.

In a few moments, after being nourished with fuel, his spirit had reached its peak again.

This can be regarded as a benefit given by the system.,The energy of the low-profile version is unlimited.,It's a pity that it can't be used in battle.,Stunned in battle.,I don't know how to die.。

Rubbing his hands together, he picked up an intact sword stone again with anticipation and inserted it in the same way.........

When Betty and his party had returned to the tent in the evening, they saw their captain sitting intently on the edge of the bed, with a pile of stone dust under his feet.

"Captain?" Mira reached forward and waved in front of the captain's eyes, trying to catch his eye.

"You're back." After coming back to his senses, Chen Cheng saw that the three of them had wet hair, obviously just finished practicing.

From noon to night, his whole mind was immersed in the artistic conception of the sword stone, but except for the artistic conception of the flame that surprised him, the other sword stones could even be said to be rubbish.

There was only a blurred cloud of sword qi, emitting not much sword intent, and even in the state of using fuel, the perception obtained was intermittent and incoherent.

The gap with that Flame Sword Stone is simply worlds apart!

Moreover, he found that when using the Will stained with Flame Conception, it would conflict with the Snake Fang trait, causing the Frost trait to fail.

The three of them went to bed early to rest, and the burden of cultivation in the past few days was very heavy, and their bodies were still exhausted after being nourished by the nourishing pulp.

The oil lamp went out in the tent, and the sound of even breathing was heard.

Chen Cheng sank his consciousness into the trial space, this time it was no longer to recover his spirit, but to rush and try to fight with his doppelganger.

In the pure black trial space, the clone sat cross-legged in the center, and his body was completely condensed.

Two long knives, placed on your knees, close your eyes and recuperate.

Protological consciousness appeared, without allowing the doppelganger to open its eyes. After all, he's been back and forth four times today.

"The Trial Begins"

As soon as the words fell, a pillar of light appeared at the same time, enveloping him and the clone, as if to confirm the status of the two.

The trial space clicked, and a gladiatorial arena suddenly appeared in midair.

Is this based on my own memories?

Chen Cheng looked up, frowned and stroked his chin, how could it be the same as the Colosseum in ancient Rome in his memory.

The scene turned in front of them, and in an instant, the two of them had appeared in the Colosseum.

The Colosseum was empty, and the auditoriums in the circular staircase were empty, and then the system panels unfolded.

[Trials Initiated!] 】

[Duel Type: Deathmatch]

[Winning Reward: Obtain a double improvement in Physique and Spirit, and replace a Dead Soul]

After watching the Colosseum announce the rules, Chen Cheng's face was solemn and shocked, death match! Is there only one chance? Such an important message system did not even prompt in advance.

What about the cheat! This is!

And on the other side, the doppelganger's eyes were bright, and the reward in front of him was [Occupy the original body and become the new host!] 】

There was only the heavy gasps of two people on the scene!

Chen Cheng exhaled heavily, his body pressed down, and the two imitation long knives were held in his hands, looking vigilantly at the clone that was completely consistent with his appearance.

This battle is inevitable.

【Let's go!】 The system prompt is accompanied by a sound of 'drop'.

The two figures in the Colosseum, almost simultaneously, lost their tracks.

The fluorescence is staggered, the stars explode, and the sound of metal crashing resounding throughout the space.

The air waves impacted, the strong wind blew, and the earthy yellow field could not withstand the huge force caused by the collision between the two, and the flat ground was already full of potholes.

The 'Qiang' double knife pushed hard, and Chen Yan's body retreated backwards, stopping steadily at the edge of the field, echoing the clone.

After fighting, it can already be determined that the physique and spirit of the clone are the same as their own, and even the way of exerting force is exactly the same.

This time, it's a little tricky. Teeth bit their lips lightly, and their eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the clone.

Since the trial began, the doppelganger has given him a completely different feeling than usual, as if he has opened his mind, and he is no longer stupid.

Since the physical conditions are the same, are the disadvantages the same? What about the sense of battle, will there be a difference?

Try it!

With a flick of the long knife in his hand, Chen Cheng stepped out heavily, the fluorescent light flashed under his feet, and the speed was better than before.

The fluorescent light revealed the tip of the knife from the inside of the double knife, condensed a three-foot cold front, and attacked towards the clone.

The will secretly condensed into a group, and the sword was ready to be completed. He wanted to see how far this doppelganger could go!

The "white line" doppelganger danced with a long knife in his hand, and the two silk threads were like spiritual snakes.

The sword collided, suddenly bursting, stirring up smoke and dust to cover the figure, and in Chen Cheng's hand, the collapsed sword that had already been pinched was released.

The white light suddenly appeared, and the spiritual perception accurately locked the location of the clone through the smoke and dust in the sky.

The will exploded through the soles of his feet, and in the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared in place, leaving only a hole the size of a coin in the ground.

A round of light appeared in front of the clone's eyes in a few moments.