The silent sea and air were dazzling, galloping across the sky, and Cheng Qian and Forgetful were not tired at all after three days and three nights of fighting.

Before their retreat appeared on the island, there would be powerful spiritual power fluctuations, and in the roar, there would be faint screams, and when they left, there would be two more storage bags hanging from Cheng Qian's waist in his hands.

- The road is like this, Cheng Qian and Forgetfulness each exert their own magical powers, cooperate with each other more and more tacitly, and cooperate with Cheng Qian's many sharp treasures, in the past three days, Cheng Gan's waist has hung as many as fifteen storage bags.

I don't know how Cheng Qian hangs it, but between the small green splits, these fifteen storage bags are hung extremely densely, looking like a nouveau riche, and his body is like a shirt made of storage bags.

Cheng Qian's cultivation is the peak of the early Yuan Infant period, and his cultivation is slightly deeper than that of monks of the same level, and his forgetfulness is even more powerful than his cultivation, and the cooperation of the two can be said to be within a radius of 10,000 miles of Yixing Island, setting off a bloody storm.

The tacit cooperation between the two will surprise every time, often rushing forward with forgetfulness, and then the demon cultivators who came forward were attracted to attention, and Cheng Qian suddenly came out with a thunderbolt that was not able to cover his ears, and at the same time, Forgetfulness also suddenly burst out with stronger strength, generally speaking, after this cooperation, most of the demon cultivators of about three people were killed and injured, and there would be two deaths and injuries, and the rest were not Cheng Qian's opponents.

This killing did not stop temporarily until Cheng Qianhe forgot to escape and re-enter the sky and appeared on another uninhabited desert island thousands of miles away.

At this moment, Cheng Qian and Forget Qing are on the island, their faces are different, but they are both exhausted, three consecutive days and three nights of fighting, the two of them have been exhausted, there have been several times, Cheng Qian wants to use the green spirit liquid to restore the mana consumed.

But the value of this thing cannot be measured by spirit stones in the immortal cultivation world, after all, it is also a limited thing, and after using it, maybe the next time it encounters a more critical moment, there will be no assistance from some things, and it will be worth the loss.

Therefore, Cheng Qian resisted the urge not to use this thing at a critical moment, and used spirit stones and pills to maintain his own large amount of mana.

The forgetful appearance seems to be more wolf than Cheng Qian, but the eyes under her silver mask are still cold and emotionless, her cultivation is not as good as Cheng Qian, and she has been able to persist until now, completely by relying on her strong will.

"During this period of battle, how did you have an epiphany of sword intent?" Cheng Qian's face turned pale, his gaze turned to forgetfulness, and he asked like this.

Forgetting the words, there was a rare change on his face, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, and said a little helplessly: "Every time I fight, there will be a slight opportunity, but I always can't catch it and watch it pass, as if the opportunity does not belong to me." ”

Cheng Qian's expression when he heard this was moved, and he thought that it was impossible to comprehend the sword intent of forgetting his feelings, and it was impossible to comprehend the heart sword merge no matter what, even if he was even a basic sword brand.

Of course, Cheng Qian just put such words in his heart, even if he said it, the other party would not listen to persuasion, and now his insistence on sword intent is like going mad, and he will go mad if he is a little careless.

Cheng Qian didn't dare to push it into the fire pit, but he still smiled slightly: "There are some things in the world that you don't have to care about, if this fate is yours, even if you don't care about it, it will come to you, this is called chance, instead of you pursuing chance yourself, so you give up your roots, but push your mind into the abyss." ”

Forgetting the words, his expression was immediately stunned, as if he was moved by Cheng Qian's words, but he still shook his head and spoke: "Although the younger generation knows that the matter of chance cannot be forced, the chance of missing the next opportunity is very small!"

"Hehe, this matter can't be forced, now there are two demon cultivators left around Yixing Island, let's make a slight adjustment—after a while, we will go and solve it!"

Hearing this, Cheng Qian just smiled slightly, and immediately pulled the topic away, not mentioning it more!

Although Cheng Qian said some ambiguous words for the other party to understand, he did not comprehend it, but sat down slowly, and emitted a more fierce sword intent in his expression, and secretly shouted in his heart: "Self-introduction—must comprehend the heart and sword—no matter what......

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and Cheng Qianhe's ungrateful figures appeared at the edge of the large array of light curtains on Yixing Island, although the two of them were suspended at the edge of the light curtain—not moving, but there was a terrifying aura diffusing from the "watermark" of the two bodies.

An invisible aura was formed around them, and if the divine sense swept away, they could feel the majestic bloody aura.

The origin of these evil qi was all generated by Cheng Qian and Forgetful Love, who had killed many high-level demon cultivators in the past week.

Every time they killed a demon cultivator, a strain of evil qi would come out of their bodies.

Cheng Qian has followed the forgetfulness to kill the demon cultivator in this week, and he also has some understanding in his heart, he has not yet felt this way when he first kills the first demon cultivator, but as he continues to kill, he also feels that this is also a means to hone his mood.

But Cheng Qian is not a person who loves to kill, and he also knows that if it goes on for such a long time, he may feel that he will benefit a lot at first, but as time goes by, hidden dangers will be planted in his heart.

This kind of feeling is even felt by the forgetfulness of comprehending the sword intent, and if it continues for a long time, it will inevitably breed demons in the heart, and let the state of mind of comprehending the sword intent completely push into the abyss.

Cheng Qian's eyes flowed with spiritual light, looking at the majestic array barrier in front of him, and suddenly let out a long sigh: "Finally, I have returned to Yixing Island!"

Forgetting the words, his eyes flashed—a slight light slowly asked: "Presumably, the vast demon beast sacrificed by the original Cheng predecessor should be the foundation of the formation of the Ten Thousand Demon City." ”

"Those demon beasts are just beast souls, and they don't belong to the category of dry demon beasts without spiritual intelligence, they can only be called puppets, but since they want to build a thousand demon cities, naturally they won't be them!" Cheng Qian smiled mysteriously, and opened his mouth like this, and at the same time, the evil qi on his body suddenly trembled, and it was actually absorbed by the wind and fire purple Huan'er in the body "No Watermark".

The sudden change made another Cheng Qian-stunned, and then the spiritual light flashed in his mind, and he secretly said in his heart: "It seems that no matter how much evil qi comes out of my body, it shouldn't bring hidden dangers to my inner demons, and this demon knife is also strange, it can actually absorb evil qi!"

The forgetfulness suspended beside her naturally felt this scene, and she was also a little shocked in her heart, but her face was still unshocked, and then without waiting for Cheng Qian to make a move, she raised her hand and rushed to the point in front of her, and a passage immediately appeared in the fog.

(To be continued.) [