Inside the bedroom.

Chu Fengshen looked calm and could not sit still, but his heart was filled with thoughts.

After careful study of Dream Wuji and Tianji Mind Method, Chu Feng finally discovered the hidden clues.

"These two martial arts cannot be practiced at the same time. Once they practice together, they reach a high level and conflict with each other, they will cause fire to burn themselves and explode and die!"

Chu Feng put Tianji's mind method aside, looked at Dream Wuji several times again, constrained his mind, and prepared to practice Dream Wuji.

"Dream Wuji is the supreme method of the Tianji Sect. It is definitely not under the Four Symbols of Heavenly Will, and it is more inclined to spiritual cultivation. Once the cultivation is successful, my spirit will definitely increase greatly!"

Chu Feng was empty and fell into deep cultivation.

Soon, the Fantasy Wuji changes were displayed on the interface.

However, Chu Feng has not improved. His fate value is too small now, and Fantasy Wuji has not reached the bottleneck. Using the fate value to increase is a waste.

"I need more fate values ​​to improve the secret secret of Tianxing..." Chu Feng's eyes moved and looked at the fate values ​​displayed on the interface.

After traveling through time, his destiny value dropped sharply to 145 points.

However, when he mastered the Sword Forging City, his destiny value increased greatly, reaching 987 points.

"If I can shift or flip my destiny, I will definitely get a lot of destiny values!"

Chu Feng thought to himself, looking at the secret secrets of Tianxing and several spiritual techniques.

"Continue to improve the secrets of the stars and open up 36 dead orifices..."

The thought moves, turns into fingers and clicks it up at once.

Level 19! 190 destiny value!

The 20th floor! 200 destiny points!

Level 21! 240 destiny value!

Chu Feng stopped, "It seems that I still need to improve my spiritual martial arts to reduce the consumption of my destiny value..."

He glanced at the fate value and found that there were 357 fate values ​​left.

"First improve the great compassion for the heaven and earth to conquer the Yin and Yang..."

Fourth level! 80 destiny value!

Fifth level! 90 destiny value!

Level 6! 100 destiny value!

"87 o'clock..." Chu Feng glanced at the interface and then felt the changes in his body.

Eight hours passed in a blink of an eye, and it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night.

The cold moon and cold stars cover the earth, and the outside of the house is lonely, and the faint mist covers the world, giving people a sense of hazy feeling.

Chu Feng opened his eyes and suddenly his mind moved, "Liu Yiyi..."

He walked out of the room, walked around and came to Liu Yiyi's room.

I pushed the door open and walked to the bed, but there was no trace of Liu Yiyi.

Chu Feng walked out of the room, his eyes flashed with a look of silence, and he pondered silently, "It seems that Liu Yiyi was rescued by Aunt Shi..."

...

early morning.

City Lord's Mansion.

In the upper hall of Chu Fenggao, his eyes were coldly staring at the four people below.

"Sword Master, are there two sword envoys?" Chu Feng said coldly, his starry eyes were filled with power, and his fingers rubbed the divine sword.

"The other two sword envoys accidentally fell into the sword-casting pool of Yunyang Lingshuang Sword, and their corpses were gone...!"

Jian Zun lowered his head and lowered his head, his voice choked, as if he was very sad.

"Dragon Sword Envoy, Phoenix Sword Envoy, and Sword Lord's words are true?" Chu Feng's eyes shot at the Dragon Sword Envoy and Phoenix Sword Envoy.

"What the Sword Master said is true!" The two of them showed sadness and were very painful.

"Jianxiong, is what they said true?"

"It's true!"

Chu Feng looked at the four people, and the emperor used the qi-seeking technique. He observed the aura around the four people and found that the sadness of the sword master was obviously disguised. However, the sadness of the other three people was true. He immediately had some guesses in his heart, but his face was as usual.

"I hope you don't play some cleverness! Let's take me to the sword casting pool to take a look!"

Within half of the incense stick, the five people arrived at the Sword Forging Palace.

When you enter the depths of the Sword Forging Palace, you will see the Sword Forging Pool emitting a scorching fire.

This sword-casting pool is actually a volcanic magma pool in the center of this sword-casting pool. As soon as Chu Feng entered, he immediately sweated heavily.

The air waves rolled and bubbles died in the sword-casting pool. He just made a rough estimate and knew that this magma pool had a high temperature of at least 100,000 degrees.

Although Chu Feng has been refining Vajra and is indestructible and cannot invade water and fire, he cannot defend against such temperature at all, and must be burned into ashes and turned into blood.

"City Lord, this is the sword-casting pool that casts the Fierce Blood Sword and the Lingshuang Sword!"

"That's the Blood Sword!"

The sword master pointed to the edge of the sword pool and bound a bloody sword with iron chains, proudly said: "It is forged with nephrite bullet steel, and the python tendons of a century-old money were soaked in the glue soup for more than 30 years. After repeated tempering, one can finally get it!"

"Every one is priceless and a treasure from the Sword Forging City. All those who can obtain the Blood Sword of the Sword Forging City are top-notch people in the world!"

Chu Feng waved his hand: "Don't talk about the only Fierce Blood Sword. Compared with Ling Shuang Sword, nothing is wrong...!"

"What the city lord is saying...!"

The sword master was choked, feeling ashamed and angry, lowered his head, hiding what seemed to turn into substance and cold murderous intent.

Chu Feng's eyes were like hungry eagles, his eyes were concentrated in the middle of the sword pool, a divine sword emitting strong purple light, and infinite sword intent brewed and gathered! Even the sword intent of the Fierce Blood Sword was absorbed by it.

"Ling Shuang Sword is indeed extraordinary, it contains extremely powerful power..."

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "When will this Lingshuang sword turn purple and white?"

Jianxiong said: "It will take three months more...!"

Jian Zun said: "Not bad, and it also requires the Nine Dragon Stone as the sword spirit to be completely cast successfully!!

"Three months, Kowloon Stone..."

Chu Feng's eyes were deep, and suddenly a ray of light flashed out, looking at Jian Zun coldly, "I will leave the city in a few days to look for the Jiulong Stone!"

"Since that's the case, I'll arrange for the troops to prepare!"

The sword master was stared at by Chu Feng's cold gaze, and his heart was pounding. He was sweating from behind and he quickly spoke.

"But I'm very worried about you, so before leaving, I need to dismiss some people's little thoughts to avoid chaos..."

A strong pressure enveloped, the air seemed to solidify, the eyelids of the four of them pounded wildly, and their hearts seemed to be pressed down by a big rock, and their breathing became heavy.

"What does the city lord mean?" Jian Xiong frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

Jian Zun was also alert and commented on Chu Feng's every move.

Chu Feng suddenly moved his body and moved his steps, and he immediately tapped the acupoints of the Dragon Sword Envoy and the Phoenix Sword Envoy.

"City Lord, what are you going to do?"

"We are loyal and help you cast the Lingshuang Sword without any slackness!"

Jian Zun Jianxiong drew his swords and unsheathed them one after another, looking at Chu Feng with caution.

"I will know soon if you are loyal or not!" Chu Feng looked at the two sword envoys and used the Great Sun Nervous and Soul Transfer Technique. The two were quickly hypnotized!

"Where are the Dragon Sword Envoy, the other two sword envoys?"

"Dead..."

"How did you die?!"

"The Sword Master is inappropriate in cracking the Yin-Yang Life and Death Talisman, and his heart veins burst and died...!"

Chu Feng looked at Jian Zun and shouted coldly: "What else do you have to say?"

Chu Feng grabbed the Dragon Sword Envoy and the Phoenix Sword Envoy and threw it into the sword-making pool.

Hurry!

The two fell into the sword casting pool and instantly turned into blood, leaving no trace of residue.

"Dragon Sword Envoy, Phoenix Sword Envoy!"

Jian Xiong's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was extremely sad. He looked at Chu Feng with extreme hatred: "Why did you kill them..."

Jian Zun was furious and said, "Chu Feng, don't go too far...!"

"I'm not overdoing it at all...!"

Chu Feng said: "If I were a prisoner, I would have seen the King of Hell long ago..."
To be continued...