Vol 2 Chapter 97: Physical recast

Looking at the power of the purple thunder fire, Xiao Chen’s face showed a little surprised look. I didn’t expect the purple thunder to condense the original source, the power would be so big.
Xiao Chen took out a wooden stick and stood it on the open space. He held the moonshadow knife and raised his spirit to the top. His heart entered a state of emptiness, and the world was only me, only the knife!
Pull the knife, hey!
brush! brush! brush!
Xiao Chen smashed nine knives in a row, and the wooden sticks were cut to nine. The sticks that were as light as the feathers were still moving, and there was no sign of shaking.
Standing close to the knife, Xiao Chen’s face showed a satisfied smile. This technique of drawing a knife is not far from the realm of Dacheng.
Taking out the seven petals of the seven-leaf flower from the Qiankun ring, Xiao Chen pondered for a while and returned to the flat stone and sat cross-legged.
Picking a red petal, slowly contained in the mouth, the petal entrance is instant, instantly infiltrated in the skin of Xiao Chen, and then a painful pain came.
There is no pain in the whole body, such as needle sticking. Xiao Chen insists on sticking his teeth. This is the pain that Qiyehua must experience when he washes his bones and flesh.
Xiao Chen feels that his skin is like a fall, and there is a slight wind and grass, and the light wind is over, it hurts very badly. Xiao Chen didn't dare open his mouth. He was afraid of opening it and couldn't help but bite his tongue.
During the time, my face was covered with sweat. As a water man, this painful pain lasted for an hour.
When the pain disappeared, Xiao Chen's body hair was open, and the unspeakable smoothness spread throughout the body. His black skin has also undergone the ultimate change, becoming white and transparent, such as jade, let people sigh.
Xiao Chen clearly felt the strength of the flesh, and increased a lot again. He was happy in his heart, without any hesitation, and took out a white petal again.
In the end, Xiao Chen put all the petals of seven different colors into it. The taste of this is simply a non-human torture. Each time a petal is included, the pain is doubled, when it comes to the seventh petal.
That can not be described in words of pain, Xiao Chen almost fainted in the past, if not the gods are much stronger than the average person, Xiao Chen I am afraid that it will really faint, can no longer wake up.
boom! boom! boom!
Xiao Chen stood up from Shitai, and the whole body was screaming and screaming. After seven times of washing the bones, he began to reshape.
After the molding was completed, Xiao Chen found that his height had become higher. He was close to the height of one meter seven. At this moment, he actually grew to one meter eight and improved by one cent.
His face is like a knife, and his face is more distinct. The original sharpness is inward and restrained, like an unstrapped sword.
Among the eyes, occasionally the mans flashed, the momentum of the whole person, immediately became fierce, such as the sword out of the sheath, the cold and fierce, sharp.
His flesh was originally tempered by the thunder, and at this moment he was washed with seven seven-leaf flowers, and the flesh had already smashed a sultry point.
Jumping from the stone platform, Xiao Chen did not use the slightest temperament, just relying on the strength of the flesh, a palm of his hand slammed on the side of a huge stone.
boom!
Above the rock, there are countless tiny cracks in an instant, the cracks continue to spread, the boulder brush is broken, broken into countless stone chips, flying wildly in the air.
Xiao Chen looked at the stone chips falling from the ground, and he was very embarrassed. When Xiao Chen first came to this world, Wu Hun could not wake up.
At that time, the biggest dream was to make a strong body, because in this world, there are indeed some people who do not awaken the martial arts, but rely on the body to be sanctified.
Unexpectedly, today, there is another kind of trajectory that has reached the small body of the flesh.
The sun is shining, the sun is unreservedly sprinkled on the earth, and the calm waters of the Zhuang River are reflected from time to time, with dazzling light.
Xiao Chen leaned on the rock, took the piece out of the Qiankun ring, and sketched the remains of his endless pursuit. This sketch has been seen many times before.
But nothing has been found. The address of the relics drawn in the sketch should be somewhere inside the wild forest. Unfortunately, Xiao Chen has never been to the inside of the wild forest.
I can't see it at all. The ruins that are guided in the sketches are exactly where they are. This drawing must be understood by a person who is very familiar with the internal environment of the wild forest.
The remains of the ancient people can sit on the ruins, there will be heavy treasures, sacred soldiers, armor, high-order soul soldiers, ancient martial arts, secret treasures, all of which have a fatal attraction to Xiao Chen.
In the ancient times, it was a 10,000-year-old dynasty than the Tianwu dynasty. It was the most glorious period of the Terran. The saints walked all the way, and the emperors of all parties were rampant. They could all open mountains and rocks and move to the sea.
There are even legends that the era of human beings was born in that era, and they can pick stars and take the stars. It is a pity that the glorious years have finally annihilated in the long river of history, and the inheritance of the ancient people has almost never stayed.
In the Tianwu dynasty and the ancient times, there was a historical gap between them. No one knew what happened during that time. The ancient Terran people seemed to disappear like this.
Most people think that the ancient Terran was destroyed by the devil in the devil world. After all, the Tianwu dynasty in the history of 10,000 years ago was destroyed in the robbery.
What the truth is, except for the three holy places of the orthodox, no one knows that the Three Holy Lands never revealed any news of the ancient times.
Xiao Chen is very interested in all of this in ancient times, because he faintly feels that the Qinglong Wuhun in his body may have appeared in ancient times.
It is a pity that he is not familiar with the interior of the wild forest. This sketch is of no use in his hands.
I have to find a person to cooperate. Xiao Chen thought that when he had such an idea, a figure appeared in his mind.
"Well, that's him." Xiao Chen's face showed a smile, faintly said.
Xiao Chen said that he would explore the soul of the soul and look at the white that is still sleeping. The smile on his face slowly disappeared. There was a murderousness in his eyes. He muttered: "It is also time to go out." Now, just put these two things together."
......
After leaving the illusion, Xiao Chen went directly to the outside of the wild forest. After not taking a long time, he met a group of warriors who had gone through the wild forests.
The appearance of Xiao Chen has changed a lot since the past. Some of the original temperament has disappeared without a trace, and it has become very stable.
The group of warriors looked at Xiao Chen and passed by, not too much attention, until Xiao Chen walked a distance. One of the warriors, like what he suddenly remembered, took out a portrait.
"You see, just above that person and above this portrait, the people who are wanted by the Jiang family are not like." The warrior took the portrait and asked about the surroundings.
A person next to me took a closer look and said: "Not very similar, the Jiang family, the overnight is obviously a 16-year-old boy, who can just walk past, the temperament is not like a teenager."
Another person said, "I don't look like it. Just that person obviously has the cultivation of a Chinese martial artist, but the Jiang family said that the people above the portraits are only repaired by the top martial artists. People can improve the repairs so suddenly."
"But I think it's a bit like, I can't say why, anyway, it's like feeling." There are also different opinions.
The heads of this group of people, a man with a horrible knife on his face, looked at the back of Xiao Chen’s departure, and had never spoken. After a long ringing, he suddenly opened his mouth and said: "It’s indeed a portrait person, he Although the clothes have changed, the shoes have not been changed."
Everyone looked at it quickly, and sure enough, the shoes worn by the people in the portrait were exactly the same as those who had just looked for the past. I found this clue, and the more people look at it, the more they look at it.
"Boss, do not do, Jiang promised but a thousand gold, millennium gold is equivalent to the income of all of us for a year."
"Yeah, but a Chinese martial artist. Our people here are all martial artists. The boss is the master of the martial arts. You don't have to be afraid."
A smile on the knife and male yin test said: "Do you think that I am a fool? I have already sent the old nine out to follow up, and make a mark on the way, just wait for us to do it."
"The boss is the boss, and it looks really farther than us." The crowd immediately snarled.
Knife in the eyes flashed a sly look, smiled and said: "Do not talk nonsense, hurry up to me."
The crowd did not go far, and I saw the mark of the old nine, suddenly a happy heart, the pace of the foot all accelerated a lot, think of the thousand gold of the Jiang family, everyone's eyes flashed a greedy gaze.
"What about the old nine? How can you not see it." The people who walked a lot of distance suddenly found that the signs guiding them all suddenly disappeared.
The knife man saw a trace of ashes not far away, and there was a bad foreboding in his heart. "Where are the old nine? Where did you go, even if you were killed, you should be able to see the body!"
"See him, Xiao Chen is there." Someone in the crowd suddenly said loudly.
Everyone followed the direction of his fingers and immediately saw the figure of Xiao Chen next to a big tree. The knife man heard the voices of everyone, and quickly let go of the doubts in his heart, and looked at it in that direction.
I saw the big tree next to it. Xiao Chen stood still in the quiet place. It seemed that the arrival of the people was long anticipated. The face was not shocked, and the black eyes were closed. People could not guess what he was thinking.
The knife man suddenly felt a little wrong, and wanted to stop his own hands, but those people were already greedy and filled with knives and rushed out toward Xiao Chen with a steel knife.
Xiao Chen’s right eye suddenly opened, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed. The clothes were agitated and the black hair danced. Just as the sword is out of the sheath, the cold light is cozy, and the sharpness is revealed.
In the depths of the eyelids, there seems to be an endless flame burning, and finally a collection of diamond-shaped purple inflammation. Zimang is associated with the knowledge of Xiao Chen, and he has quietly planted a trace of the source of fire on these people.
At the moment when Xiao Chen opened his right eye and the purple awns formed, the fires on these people were immediately ignited, and a purple flame was ignited on the body. Even if the screams were too late, they were turned into a pile of ashes.
Knife, male, although he knew it was wrong, his body shape has already retreated. But his left hand was still ignited, and he decisively took a steel knife and cut his left hand.
Looking at the ashes on the ground, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak. The face was full of horrified expressions, and a group of people who had just lived were turned into ashes silently.
Is this the devil?
The knife man finally knows what the pile of ashes he saw before, but now everything is late.
Xiao Chen took the moonshadow knife and walked slowly toward him. The time in the woods was very quiet, leaving only the footsteps of Xiao Chen, and the heartbeat that the knife man was about to burst out.