In the humanitarian camp, a monk in a black robe looked at Cheng Yun and asked aloud, "Are you Cheng Yun?"

Cheng Yun nodded and replied, "Down there is Cheng Yun, who was ordered to come to this camp." ”

After entering the humanitarian camp, after Cheng Yun showed the token, he was brought to the black-robed monk by a monk.

Seeing this monk's black robe, Cheng Yun knew that this person's cultivation was a star.

In the camp, those who cultivate to the Star Condensing Realm can wear them at will, the monks of the Condensing Star Realm wear black robes, the monks of the Haoyue Realm show people in red robes, and the monks of the Sun Realm wear golden robes.

"I've heard of you too, but this place is not as good as Jinkui City, there are life and death battles everywhere, you are in my brigade, and the duty of our brigade is to protect the magic weapon given by Jinkuizong. The black-robed monk named Taifeng pointed to a behemoth behind him and said to Cheng Yun.

Cheng Yun looked in the direction Taifeng pointed, it was a black statue, and the carving on it was an old man in his twilight, and the aura of this old man was extremely vicissitudes.

"Baggage battalion, can you be on the front line?" Cheng Yun frowned slightly, if it was as Taifeng said, he could only guard this statue in the rear.

Taifeng's face showed a hint of sadness, and he replied: "The baggage camp is at the front, and after placing this thing, you can only fight to the death and protect this thing. ”

After Cheng Yun heard this, he nodded and said, "That's fine." ”

"Aren't you afraid? We are at the forefront, once the war starts, we will die for life!" Taifeng couldn't help but wonder when he saw Cheng Yun like this.

Cheng Yun paused and said: "What's the use of being afraid! No matter where you are, you still have to fight after all, and it's better to die than to steal your life!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yun found a corner in the tent and closed his eyes to breathe.

In this tent, in addition to Taifeng and Cheng Yun, there were also thousands of monks, all of whom were sitting cross-legged and cultivating in place.

"Crazy! This person from the Jin Kui Sect, whether it is an outer sect or an inner sect, is a madman!" Taifeng shook his head, opened the tent, and walked out.

Taifeng had already heard that hundreds of disciples of the Jin Kui Sect had given up the safer Tunnel Camp and the Heavenly Dao Camp and took the initiative to come to the Humane Camp.

In Taifeng's opinion, this is extremely incredible, and if he is lucky enough to be able to go to the other two major camps, he will definitely not hesitate.

"Reluctant to steal my life, I would rather live secretly than die for a lifetime, not to mention, since the death of my master, when will I not steal my life?" recalled what Cheng Yun said, and a trace of bitterness surged in Taifeng's heart.

Among the three camps, the spiritual power is very sufficient, Jin Kuizong took out a lot of spiritual stones from the inventory this time and distributed them to each monk, these monks occasionally have spiritual power scattered when they cultivate with spiritual stones, so that the spiritual power in this place is scattered, if you cultivate in the camp tent, it is very beneficial.

Cheng Yun silently absorbed the spiritual power, the Dayu ring in his left hand had been hidden, and the Qingguang ring in his right hand occasionally emitted a trace of blue light, this blue light, only Cheng Yun could see, there was a space in the Qingguang ring, which was separated by him to the side.

In that space, there was a scabbard, and around that scabbard, there were dozens of sword-shaped magic weapons.

Cheng Yun's divine sense probed into it, and when he saw the dozens of sword-type magic weapons, Cheng Yun's spiritual power was running, and from the other side of the Qingguang Ring, hundreds of long swords flew out, surrounding the scabbard.

"There are three hundred long sword magic weapons, how many long sword magic weapons do you have to devour me in this scabbard before I can stop!" Cheng Yun secretly said in his heart, he took out all the sword-type magic weapons in the Dayu ring according to the catalog guidance of the storage bag in the Dayu ring, and placed them in the Qingguang ring, and in just half a day, the scabbard has swallowed nearly half of these magic weapons.

Since obtaining this scabbard, Cheng Yun has studied this scabbard several times, but found that in addition to being able to condense a long sword phantom, the biggest strangeness is that it has an extremely crazy preference for sword magic weapons, whenever Cheng Yun takes out the long sword, it will keep impacting in the Qingguang ring, until Cheng Yun devours the magic weapon to it, or suppresses it with force, and it does not end.

After moving the long sword to the scabbard, Cheng Yun no longer paid attention to the scabbard, as long as it finished devouring these long swords, it would return to calm.

Cheng Yun's gaze moved to the other side, where there was a broken jar that was out of shape, and on this jar, there were three yellow runes.

"This catastrophe, I am ninety percent sure that I will refine a demon!" Cheng Yun looked at the dilapidated jar and smiled.

When Cheng Yun was practicing, he had already checked the divine sense of the items contained in the storage bag of the Dayu ring in the sea of consciousness, and he took out several of the items and placed them in the Qingguang ring, this small jar is one of them.

This dilapidated small jar is the contents of the storage bag on the twenty-third step, and the rest of the storage bags, more or less, have several items, but in this one storage bag, only this one dilapidated small jar.

After seeing the details of this small jar, Cheng Yun took it out without hesitation, and he planned to use it in this catastrophe.

On the top of the small jar, there are three seals, each of which is sealed with an ownerless demonic thought, imprinting one's own divine consciousness on the demonic thought, and adding enough living soul and essence blood sacrifices, you can make this trace of demonic thought grow into a demon.

In the wild land, there are not many demons, but every demon is powerful, which makes the monks prohibitive.

"Nine souls, you can condense the devil, I don't know what will happen if I offer a hundred souls!" Cheng Yun was full of anticipation, and his heart moved, and he moved the small jar aside.

In addition to this small jar, Cheng Yun was looking forward to two other items, one of which was the seed of the Blood Cedar Tree, and the other was a magic weapon called the Soul Nourishing Tree.

The blood fir tree, not a tree, but a strange demon, this demon has a strange appearance, like a tree wearing a blood-colored robe, so it is called the blood fir tree, this demon is bloodthirsty, every time it sucks enough blood of living beings, it can produce fruit, this fruit can provide cultivation for the blood fir tree, if the monk is subordinate, you can absorb the strange power contained in it, restore spiritual power at the same time, and also treat injuries.

The seeds of the Blood Cedar Tree that Cheng Yun obtained had been refined into a puppet-like existence, and after this seed was dispersed, it would suck up the essence blood and give birth.

In this catastrophe, whether it is a monk or a demon beast, there will be countless deaths and injuries, and Cheng Yun planted the blood fir tree, which can harvest a lot of fruits.

Cheng Yun is not a reckless person, although he has experienced life and death in the catastrophe, he can hone himself and let his cultivation grow, but this is a major event of life and death after all, and Cheng Yun will never be defenseless.

Among the Dayu rings, there are also a lot of pills, Cheng Yun has taken out a lot of them and put them in the Qingguang ring, the fruit of this blood fir tree is also what Cheng Yun is preparing to use to restore spiritual power and heal injuries.

In addition, the soul-nourishing wood is also the magic weapon that Cheng Yun took out of the Dayu ring and prepared for this catastrophe.

Wearing the soul nourishing wood can invisibly strengthen one's own soul, and the soul nourishing wood can also absorb the soul of this living creature to protect its master, the more souls it absorbs, the stronger the protective power it produces.

Whether it is essence blood or soul, in the catastrophe, there will be no shortage, so Cheng Yun deliberately took out these magic weapons, practiced them, and placed them in the Qingguang Ring for later use.

After Cheng Yun finished sorting out the items in the Qingguang Ring, he opened his eyes and looked around, most of the monks in the camp were still immersed in cultivation, a few people were practicing their magic weapons, and a few people were talking to each other.

"Brother Wang, I didn't expect you to come here this time, it's really a surprise to the little brother!"

Not far from Cheng Yun, a thin monk was talking to a slightly obese monk beside him.

"Although Wang's cultivation is weak, he is also willing to contribute to Jinzhou, if he lets the demon beast wreak havoc, I don't know how many tribes will die under the claws of the demon beast. The fat monk placed a spiritual stone in the palm of his hand, absorbing the spiritual power in it, and said to the monk.

When the thin monk heard this, he also said with emotion: "Yes, if the demon beast group is allowed to come to the hinterland of Jinzhou, it will not be a catastrophe for our monks, but a catastrophe for the land of Jinzhou, the tribe where the younger brother belongs was almost slaughtered by the demon beasts decades ago, and this time the tribe must not be allowed to suffer this crisis again!"

In the midst of emotion, the thin monk clenched his fists and looked extremely determined.

Cheng Yun and the two monks were not far away, and they also listened to their conversation.

"The tribe is also in the land of Jinzhou, if those million demon beasts really invade the hinterland of Jinzhou, it will also be a catastrophe for the tribe! This time, it is not entirely to hone themselves, I and these monks of the Jinkui Sect to resist the demon beasts can be regarded as a contribution to the protection of the tribe!" Cheng Yun looked to the east, he began to miss the clansmen of his tribe, looking at it, he couldn't help but be distracted.

"Woo!

Three horns sounded, pulling Cheng Yun back from his thoughts, these three loud horns sounded, representing that the monks in the three camps would start to march towards the demon beasts at the same time, and they had set off on a campaign.