Sword God

Looking for, and constantly looking for, one after another, the nine-leaf medusa flowers were found by Chen Zong, collected, and more than twenty have been collected, and brought back, that is, 200,000 contribution value.

This is a great opportunity for me. In any case, I must try my best to find more Nine-leaf Dendrobium flowers in exchange for more contribution value.

The undead encountered in this place is at the fifth level at most. There is skylight sword extraction in the body, and the powerful fifth level cannot be stopped. A sword can be a lore.

While continuously killing the fifth realm, Chen Zong can also feel that the power of the body of the Ming tribe is gradually increasing and becoming stronger.

As long as it is not the sixth realm, be fearless.

Continue to advance, the death energy becomes stronger, the breath becomes colder, and the probability of finding the nine-leaf Dura flower is further improved.

Thirty flowers!

Forty flowers!

Chen Zong's expression was calm, but he still felt some excitement.

Suddenly, Chen Zong's eyes were fixed, staring at a nine-leaf Dura flower in front. The leaves and flowers were slightly different from the forty flowers he had picked before. They were gray and pure gray.

The forty nine-leaf cymbidium flowers picked before were pale gray, and Chen Zong quickly picked them up, and could feel the cold and breathy atmosphere contained in the gray flowers incomparably pure and powerful. Over-grey flowers are many times, at least ten times more.

"Can it be the nine-leaf meditation flower in the sixth realm?" Chen Zong secretly speculated.

If the Nine-leaf Cinnamon Flower in the sixth realm is taken out, how much contribution value can it get?

Is it ten thousand or more?

Master Feng didn't say anything, no matter, take it away first.

Chen Zong immediately picked it up and moved on, and he could find a nine-leaf netherleaf flower of the sixth realm level, maybe he could find the second one.

However, it turns out that there are not many nine-leaf celestial flowers at the sixth level, and it is not easy to find them.

Very abrupt, the void tens of thousands of meters away, torn, and a huge dark crack was cracked, as if some claws were torn from the inside, as if the cloth made a piercing sound.

It was a dark irregular crack of hundreds of meters, just like the curtain was torn open directly, so that Chen Zong's face was solemn, a strong force was completely raised, and his eyes flickered with fine eyes.

A few hundred meters of space crack, vaguely, Chen Zong seems to see a virtual image of a claw.

Even at a glance, Chen Zong can see the hugeness of the paw, and feel a terrible breath fluctuation from above, which can easily destroy himself.

With Chen Zong's current strength, he exploded into the skylight sword-drawing technique, and it was difficult to tear the void, but the claw directly tears out a space crack of hundreds of meters. The gap among them is indescribable and unimaginable.

At the end of the breath, a horrible explosion sounded from the cracks in the void, directly bursting and tumbling. The cracks of hundreds of meters seemed to be broken, and more cracks appeared, spreading in all directions, and then broken away.

fighting!

There were strong men fighting, the terrible strong men fighting fiercely, breaking the void, and there was a crack in the space, and Chen Zong's luck seemed to be very bad, almost spread to it.

Once falling into the space cracks caused by this fierce battle of the strong, nine out of ten are going to die, even the body of the nether race in the fifth realm is useless, it will be strangled, just like the last time Chen Zong was able to escape To escape into the void crack, the luck component is really great. Of course, in addition to the luck component, the vitality of the mysterious seed also brings great help.

Retreat!

Without hesitation, Chen Zong directly backed away, because as that space shattered, terrible power burst out directly, sweeping in all directions, splitting everything like a sword and spreading.

That was the sword formed by the space force, and it was extremely powerful. Chen Zong paid for it with the body of the Ming tribe and could not resist it at all.

While retreating, Chen Zong was also staring at the crack in the space, and carefully felt the fluctuations in it, so as to understand his own way of space.

The more unstable the spatial fluctuations, the easier it is to feel the mystery, and then to understand and master it to a higher level.

But in the same way, the more unstable the spatial fluctuation, the easier it is to break, and the occurrence of spatial cracks will bring extreme danger.

The cracks in the broken space spread to thousands of square meters. Chen Zong saw one of them, a huge claw wrapped around the countless air currents, and a fist burning pale flames also bombarded and collided continuously. Waiting for power, beyond the sixth realm, is the level of the seventh realm.

This is the fierce battle of the undead in the seventh realm.

Fortunately, there is some distance. If you get closer, you may be really affected, and it will be miserable.

After retreating to a certain distance, Chen Zong paused to stare and carefully feel the fluctuations in space, so as to understand the way of space.

The way of space, directly breaking through to the extreme level, even with the way of time, was even improved.

Time and space, time and space, should be regarded as a complete one. The promotion of space can also promote the promotion of the way of time to a certain extent. Of course, it is not so direct. Similarly, the promotion of the way of time will also indirectly affect The promotion of the way of space.

The premise is to master the way of time and the way of space.

A little ray of light emerged, and then came out from within a thousand kilometers of broken space, like a holy lotus flower shining with golden light, slowly turning, as if the void was floating like a water surface.

A seemingly sacred breath also diffused from the lotus flower that exuded golden light. That kind of sacred breath made Chen Zong feel somewhat similar to the innate Qingqi obtained before, but that was definitely not innate Qingqi. Because there is a difference.

It seems sacred and nothing.

A mystery that is hard to describe.

Chen Zong gazed at the golden lotus floating out of the cracks in space, his eyes narrowed slightly, his thoughts turned, countless thoughts flickered past, and finally fixed, then, his eyes shined.

"No space Shenghua!" Chen Zong's voice was low, trembling slightly, almost murmured.

The gilt silver pith, the origin of swordsmanship, and the emptiness of Shenghua are the main treasures necessary to cultivate the second layer of the demon sword body, which is absolutely necessary and irreplaceable.

On that day, the gilt pith and the roots of swordsmanship could be exchanged in Taihao Mountain, but there was no free Shenghua. Chen Zong didn't know where to find it, and there was no clue.

This time when I go back, even if I have obtained a large amount of contribution value, and I have exchanged the gilt silver pith and the swordsmanship origin, Chen Zong can't practice the second layer of the demon sword body.

But, by no means, Wu Hua Sheng Hua is the most difficult to obtain. I didn't expect to encounter it here.

There is no space for Shenghua, it is a name, there is no fixed form, it may be a ray of breath, it may be a thing, it is possible, this lotus is also very normal.

Heartbeat!

Chen Zong was very excited, and the opportunity was right in front of him. The spaceless Shenghua was drifting out of the space crack, and was floating in his own direction. According to its speed, he would arrive here after about a few dozen breaths.

In an instant, Chen Zong made a decision. In any case, he must take a risk and take away the empty Shenghua. Otherwise, he will miss such an opportunity, and next time, he does not know when it will be found.

So, wait?

Waiting for that Wu Sheng Sheng Hua to float over?

No, take the initiative.

Because Chen Zong discovered that the two sides fought in the fissures of the space became calmer, and each one of them condensed a light, bursting out of the air in an instant, and grabbed the voidless Shenghua floating out of the fissures in the space.

Perhaps, the fierce battle between the two seventh-level emperor-level strongmen was to compete for that empty sage.

Chen Zong's heart suddenly jumped up, and he himself was competing with the two emperor realm for the empty space of Shenghua, which was simply more than the competition between the fierce demons of the fifth realm and the fierce realm of energy in the interlayer of the universe. It’s more than a thousand times crazy.

Crazy and exciting, it's really exciting.

The heart was beating violently, shaking madly, Chen Zong took a deep breath, calmed himself down, gathered his strength, and quickly approached.

The two strong men have shot to Wukong Shenghua, both want to get Wukong Shenghua, invisible, they will contain each other, and this is Chen Zong's chance, the only chance.

Relatively speaking, Chen Zong is the weak, in the eyes of the emperor-level strong in the seventh realm.

There was only one chance to elevate Chen Zong's spirit to the extreme, and the speed also exploded in an instant, reaching the extreme, and then exceeding the limit.

combustion!

A meditation force began to burn in exchange for a faster speed, because Chen Zong knew that no matter whether he succeeded or failed, he could not stay in this undead world, otherwise he would be chased and killed by the two emperor-level strongmen. .

At that time, they were chased by the fierce monsters of the top fifth realm, not to mention the emperor-level strongman of the seventh realm.

In this case, there is no need to keep anything, even if the body is damaged, there is no need to worry.

The body of the entire Ming tribe suddenly burned up, and the gray flames turned Chen Zonghua into an aurora. The gray aurora exceeded the level of the fifth realm and was almost the sixth realm.

Approaching, and then grabbing, directly grabbing the Wukong Shenghua, but in an instant, Chen Zong grabbed it, and at the same time, the power of the two emperor-level strongmen that originally contained each other erupted directly, as if the sky was falling apart , Rushed to Chen Zong.

In that power, Chen Zong can clearly feel the will contained in it, incomparable anger, a kind of anger provoked by ants.

Smashing, destroying, and killing everything. Under these two forces of terror, Chen Zong feels like a storm, and will be destroyed at any time.

Without hesitation, detonating the Sky Beads is the last resort.

On this day, the Mingzhu is essentially the essence of the power of a seventh-level emperor-level Ningzu strongman. All the core strengths are condensed and instantaneously detonated. The force of extreme strength is released in a moment, directly hitting away, directly making The void around was suppressed like a crack, instantly stagnation.

Part of the power of Tianmingzhu, wrapped up the spirit of Chen Zong, together with Wukong Shenghua and the nine-leaved medulla flowers that were picked before.

Immediately afterwards, the force of tyranny broke through, and a vortex appeared.