Looking at the power of the purple thunder true fire, Xiao Chen showed a look of surprise on his face. He didn't expect that the purple thunder true fire that condensed its original source would be so powerful.

Xiao Chen took out another wooden stick and stood it on the open space, holding the Moon Shadow Knife in his hand, and his spirit raised to the peak, and his mind entered a state of emptiness and brightness. The world is only me, only the sword!

Draw your sword and cut it!

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Xiao Chen slashed nine times in a row, and nine pieces of the wooden stick were cut off. The wooden stick, as light as a feather, was still motionless, without any sign of moving and swaying.

Standing with his sword closed, Xiao Chen showed a satisfied smile on his face. The sword drawing technique was finally not far from the realm of great success.

Take out the seven petals of the seven-leaf flower from the Qiankun Ring, Xiao Chen pondered for a while, returned to the flat stone, and sat cross-legged.

I picked a red petal and slowly put it in my mouth. The petal melted when it entered my mouth and instantly penetrated into Xiao Chen's flesh. Then a heart-wrenching pain came.

There was pain in the whole body, like a needle pricking. Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and persevered. This was the pain that Qiyehua had to experience when washing his bones and flesh.

Xiao Chen felt that his skin seemed to have fallen. When there was a slight movement of wind and breeze, it hurt particularly severely. Xiao Chen did not dare to open his mouth, because he was afraid that he would open it and could not help biting his tongue.

In an instant, my face was covered with sweat, like a water man. The pain in my heart continued for an hour before I stopped.

When the pain disappeared, Xiao Chen's hair spread all over his body, and an indescribable sense of pleasure spread throughout his body. His dark skin also underwent extreme changes, becoming snow-white and transparent, like beautiful jade, which made people sigh.

Xiao Chen clearly felt that the strength of his body increased a lot again. He was happy and without any hesitation, he took out a white petal and put it in again.

In the end, Xiao Chen put all seven petals of different colors in it. The taste in it was simply inhuman torture. Every time he put one petal in it, the pain would double. When the seventh petal was contained.

Xiao Chen almost fainted in pain if he hadn't described the pain. If he hadn't been much stronger than ordinary people, Xiao Chen might have fainted and would never wake up again.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Xiao Chen stood up from the stone platform, and the bones of his body kept ringing crisply. After seven marrow-cleaning bones, he began to reshape.

After the shaping was completed, Xiao Chen found that his height had become taller. His height was nearly 1.7 meters tall, but now he grew to 1.8 meters, which was a full centimeter higher.

His face, like a knife, became even more distinct. His originally sharp aura became restrained, like an unsheathed sword.

In his eyes, a flash of light flashed, and his aura immediately became sharp, like a sword unsheathed, with a sharp cold light shining everywhere.

His body had been tempered by heavenly thunder, and at this moment he had obtained the marrow washing of seven seven-leaf flowers. His body had become a terrifying point.

Jumping off the stone platform, Xiao Chen did not use any vitality, but only slapped the huge rock next to him with his palm.

Bang!

On the rocks, countless tiny cracks appeared instantly, and the cracks continued to spread. The huge rocks were brushed and broken into countless stone chips, flying wildly in the air.

Xiao Chen looked at the stone chips falling on the ground and sighed in his heart. When Xiao Chen first came to this world, his martial soul could not awaken.

The biggest dream at that time was to refine a powerful body, because in this world, there were indeed some people who did not awaken their martial souls but became sanctified by their physical bodies.

Unexpectedly, now, it has already reached a different trajectory, achieving a small achievement in the body.

The sun shines brightly, and the sunshine sprinkles on the earth without reservation. The calm water of Zhuanghe is reflected from time to time, with dazzling lights.

Xiao Chen leaned on the rock, took out the picture from the Qiankun ring, and brought him a sketch of the ruins of endless pursuit. He had seen this sketch many times before.

But nothing was found. The address of the ruins drawn in the sketch should be somewhere inside the wild forest. Unfortunately, Xiao Chen has never been to the interior of the wild forest.

It is impossible to see where the ruins guided in the sketch are. This drawing must be understood by someone who is very familiar with the internal environment of the wild forest.

The ruins of the ancient human race's powerful powers will definitely have important treasures, holy soldiers, armor, high-level soul soldiers, ancient martial arts, and secret treasures. All of these are fatal attraction to Xiao Chen.

In ancient times, it was ten thousand years earlier than the Tianwu Dynasty. It was the most glorious period of the human race. Saints walked all over the streets and emperors from all over the world were rampant. All of them could open mountains and split stones and move rivers and seas.

There is even a legend that the god of war was born in that era, who could pick stars and moons and spit out stars. Unfortunately, those glorious years were eventually destroyed in the long river of history, and almost no inheritance of the ancient human race was left behind.

During the Tianwu Dynasty and the ancient times, there was a historical gap between them. No one knew what was born during that period. The ancient human race seemed to have disappeared like this.

Most people believe that the ancient human race was destroyed by demons in the demon world. After all, the Tianwu Dynasty, which was tens of thousands of years ago, was destroyed in the demonic disaster.

But what is the truth? No one knows except the orthodox Three Holy Land. The Three Holy Land has never revealed any news from ancient times.

Xiao Chen was very interested in all this in ancient times because he vaguely felt that the Qinglong martial soul in his body might have appeared as early as in ancient times.

It’s a pity that he is not familiar with the interior of the wild forest, and this sketch is of no use in his hands.

I have to find someone to cooperate. Xiao Chen thought to himself that when he thought this way, a figure immediately appeared in his mind.

"Well, it's him." Xiao Chen said lightly with a smile on his face.

After Xiao Chen said that, he inserted his spiritual sense into the soul blood jade. Looking at Xiaobai who was still sleeping, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, a murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "It's time to go out, just do these two things together."

...

Leaving the illusion array, Xiao Chen walked directly to the outside of the wild forest. Not long after he walked, he met a group of warriors who entered the outside of the wild forest to experience training.

Xiao Chen's current appearance has changed a lot compared to before. His original tender temperament disappeared without a trace and became extremely steady.

The group of warriors watched Xiao Chen pass by without paying too much attention until Xiao Chen walked a distance. One of the warriors seemed to suddenly remember something and took out a portrait.

"Look, does that person look like the person wanted by the Jiang family on this portrait just now?" The warrior asked the surroundings with the portrait.

A person next to him looked carefully and said, "It's not very similar to the Jiang family. The wanted man is obviously a 16 or 17-year-old boy, but the person who just walked over has no temperament like a 1990s."

Another person said, "I don't look like it. The man just now obviously had the cultivation level of a middle-grade martial artist, but the Jiang family said that people above the portrait only had the cultivation level of a top-grade martial artist. In just a few days, no one could suddenly improve their cultivation level so much."

"But I think it's a bit similar, and I can't tell you why, it's just like it anyway." There were also different opinions on the side.

The leader of this group of people, a man with a terrifying scar on his face, looked at Xiao Chen's departure back and didn't say anything. After a while, he suddenly spoke and said in a deep voice: "It's indeed the person in the portrait. Although his clothes have been changed, his shoes have not been changed yet."

Everyone looked at it quickly, and it turns out that the shoes that the person in the portrait were exactly the same as the person he had just found. After finding this clue, everyone looked more and more like him, and they all decided that it was this person.

"Boss, whether to do it or not, the Jiang family promised a thousand taels of gold. Thousand-year gold is equivalent to our annual income."

"Yes, it's just a mid-grade martial artist. Everyone here has martial artist cultivation. Boss, you are even more of a peak martial artist. Don't be afraid at all."

The scar man smiled secretly and said, "Do you think I am a fool? I have sent Lao Jiu out to follow me long ago, and I have made a mark along the way, and just wait for us to come and do it."

"The boss is the boss, and you can see it farther than us." Everyone immediately flattered.

A ruthless look flashed in Scar's eyes, and he smiled and scolded: "Stop talking nonsense, follow me quickly."

Everyone didn't go far, but when they saw the mark engraved by Lao Jiu, they were immediately delighted. The steps under their feet all accelerated a lot. Thinking of the thousand taels of gold from the Jiang family, a greedy gaze flashed in everyone's eyes.

"Where is Lao Jiu's mark? Why can't I see it?" Everyone who walked a lot of distance suddenly saw that the mark that guided them all the way suddenly disappeared.

The scar man saw a trace of ashes not far away, and a bad premonition came to his heart, "Where is Lao Jiu's man? Where did he go? Even if he is killed, he should be able to see the body!"

"I saw him, Xiao Chen is there." Suddenly someone in the crowd said loudly.

Everyone followed the direction of his fingers and immediately saw Xiao Chen's figure beside a big tree. The scar man heard everyone's voices, quickly put down his doubts and looked in that direction.

I saw Xiao Chen standing quietly beside the big tree, as if he had expected everyone to come. His face was calm and his black eyes were closed, making people unable to guess what he was thinking.

The scar man suddenly felt something was wrong and wanted to speak out to stop his subordinates, but those people had long been filled with greed, so they rushed towards Xiao Chen with a steel knife.

Xiao Chen's right eye suddenly opened, and his aura suddenly changed. His clothes were swelling, and his black fluttered. Just like a sword was unsheathed, the cold light was freely revealed, and his sharpness was revealed.

Deep in the eyes, there seemed to be endless flames burning, and finally gathered into a diamond-shaped purple flame. The purple light was connected with Xiao Chen's spiritual consciousness, and a trace of original fire had been planted on these people quietly.

When Xiao Chen opened his right eye and the purple light was formed, the fire on these people was immediately ignited, and a purple flame rose from his body. It was too late to scream and turned into a pile of ashes.

The scar man, although he had known that it was inappropriate, had already flew backwards. His left hand was still ignited. He decisively held the steel knife and cut off his left hand.

Looking at the ash on the ground, he opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak. His face was full of horror. A group of people who had just lived just now turned into ashes silently.

Is this a devil?

The scar man finally knew what the pile of ashes he saw before was, but now everything is too late.
Chapter completed!