Infinite World Projection

"You can clearly realize this. You are already much better than others."

Shang finally smiled and offered Chen Changming a bowl of cold soup.

The soup is black, it looks a bit oozing, and there is a black flower floating in it. It's nothing but the black dead flower.

Looking at the soup, Chen Changming's expression remained unchanged, but frowned secretly.

He didn't forget how the soup came from.

The scene of those black death flowers growing on the corpse, lush and open, still linger in Chen Changming's heart, it is definitely a shadow.

Now let him drink this thing, even if there is nothing physiologically, he will feel a little uncomfortable psychologically.

"Don't do that."

Looking at Chen Changming, Shang finally understood what he was thinking, and couldn't help but shook his head: "Ordinary people don't have that life even if they want to drink."

"This is a good thing, even if you look around the world, there are not many places."

"Except for Zhenger, I haven't given it to anyone else on weekdays."

"So amazing?"

Chen Changming hesitated for a moment, but looking at the Shang end in front of him, he finally reached out and took the bowl of cold soup into his hands.

A little black juice was inhaled in the mouth, and an inexplicable feeling emerged on the body.

This black sauce does not look very good, but in fact it tastes very good, with some sweetness in the bitterness and a very unique taste.

Chen Changming slowly closed his eyes, feeling this feeling quietly.

Accompanied by a bowl of cold soup, there seems to be some kind of change in his body.

The originally chaotic emotions gradually returned to calm at this moment, and the agitation that originally existed in the whole body slowly faded at this moment.

This black death flower seems to have a calming effect, which can make people calm and fall into a unique state.

In fact, the effect of this soup is more than that.

Standing still, Chen Changming could feel that as he drank this bowl of soup, there seemed to be some changes in his body, and the already very strong qi and blood seemed to increase.

"Do you feel it?"

Looking at Chen Changming's reaction, Shang finally smiled: "Black Death Flower is a good thing. It can not only make people fall into the state of ice heart, but also increase strength and vitality, and long-term use can increase qualifications.

"Zheng'er, he grew up using this black death flower since he was a child."

"It is indeed a good thing."

After drinking a bowl of cold soup, Chen Changming put down the wooden bowl and nodded towards the end of Shang.

Excluding the somewhat penetrating growth method of the Black Death Flower, this kind of spiritual material is definitely a treasure, a good thing that a warrior can't ask for.

At the same time, Chen Changming's heart was moved by the end of Shang.

The business ending in front of him, and the identity of Zhao Zheng is definitely not simple.

To be able to cultivate such spiritual materials, and to act within this spiritual sect, is definitely not something ordinary people can do.

But for these, Chen Changming didn't care anymore.

Now, in his current situation, there is nothing worthy of others to conspire.

What is the final status of the merchant in front of him has nothing to do with him.

Sitting here, Chen Changming chatted with Shang Zhong for a while, then got up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Yang Ling also came over and watched him leave silently.

The time in the future has passed so slowly.

In the following time, Chen Changming practiced self-consciously, going out once every half a month to engage in a bloody battle. While absorbing the power of the Spirit King from others, he also expressed the evil thoughts he had accumulated for a long time.

Of course, while practicing the Secret Book of the Spirit King, Chen Changming did not forget to practice other methods.

After casting the Soul Slaughter Sword on that day, Xia Qi sent someone to send the follow-up method of Lingwanglu over to Chen Changming's hands.

This is a rare spiritual practice method, even within the spirit school, it is also an extremely precious method.

With the help of this technique, Chen Changming's practice has gradually stabilized, and when evil thoughts erupt, they gradually decrease.

I don't know how to see it, but three months have passed.

boom!!

A crisp sound erupted here, and then bursts of crackling sound came from before my eyes.

On an empty field, following Chen Changming's slash, Tu Ling slashed down with a slash, and the body of the inheritor in front of him exploded directly.

Flesh and flesh began to fly horizontally, splashing around, and black blood spreading in all directions, dyeing the earth black.

The opponent was dealt with with a single knife, Chen Changming did not stay, just turned around and walked slowly towards the prison where he was.

In the four weeks, intermittent voices sounded, but compared to three months ago, it seemed very rare at this moment.

"There are fewer and fewer people"

Silently returned to his prison, looking at the surrounding scene, feeling the roars, this thought flashed through Chen Changming's heart.

After three months, there was not much left of the originally densely packed spirit king inheritors.

In the previous period, blood battles were carried out almost every day, and many people died every day.

No amount of people can withstand such consumption.

So after more than three months, there are not many people left here at this moment.

Chen Changming counted it, and probably only a dozen people remained.

Suddenly, this place seemed a bit empty, and the densely packed figures had disappeared at this moment.

Either it became a corpse, or it entered the belly of other inheritors.

Of course, after this fierce fight, the remaining inheritors at this moment are basically not the first.

Basically, each one is at least in the gestational state.

Including Chen Changming himself.