For about two hours, Chen Zhining cleaned up all the rubble and scraps on the ground.He stood next to a huge ravine, which had been buried by rubble.

The ravines run through the entire ruins, and even the whole ruins can't accommodate this "gutter", and the two sides are extended out and buried by the surrounding soil.

This section of the exposed remains is very clear, the bronze war beast is on this trace, Chen Zhining has no doubt that the part buried by the bronze war beast must have such a trace.

And the treasure is more fortunate, just to avoid the ravine.

“This is...” Chen Zhining felt dry mouth: “A knife mark!”

In that war, I did not know what kind of existence, the empty knife left such a huge knife mark on the ground, the terrible bronze war beast, when it was cut off by this knife!

It is obvious that the bronze war beast was only "wavering" by this knife - the power of heaven and earth, and it was destroyed under the aftershock!

Who is the opponent of this knife?How powerful should it exist?

If this knife goes straight to the bronze war beast, there is no doubt that one knife and two pieces, Chen Zhining entered here to see, it should be two half broken bronze war beasts.

Just now, Chen Zhining noticed that with a spiritual sweep, suddenly sensed this knife mark, after thousands of years, the killing air deposited on the knife marks has long been scattered clean, but the knife marks still retain most of the "knife meaning".

Chen Zhining was exposed to a hint of knife, immediately like falling into the ice cave, the whole person was "locked" by this powerful and terrible knife, and it was impossible to move for a while.

"This knife, I am afraid, is almost the road of heaven, and even has hidden the road of heaven!"

He cleaned out the whole knife mark, and the more he felt the horror of the knife.With a feeling of reverence, he sat down beside the knife marks and realized it in detail.

"This knife, 70% may be the ancestors of the year, but a pity, the hero of Taizu I, the descendants are indeed so unbearable!"

This understanding, then forgot the time, Chen Zhining suddenly woke up when he panicked, because he remembered that there was still a heaven card game.If you miss it, the old man and the cold eight poles may not say much, but the empty nine days and the road will not "let go" themselves.

He hurried out and saw that the sky was still good in the afternoon, and the sky was usually at night.

He washed it, then went out to the city and turned around, bought something that was about the time, and then rushed to the home of the old man.

...

"Well, this horn tastes good."

"Eight fruit is also very delicious, your boy is very careful, a few of us to help you go to the platform is also worth it."

“That oil candy is mine, put it down for nine days!”

A few old guys were not restrained together, naturally, casually, joking and making noise.Chen Zhining went to Beijing during the day to buy a lot of real snacks.

I also have to thank Paul Liner, because of the existence of snacks, Chen Zhining and Ying Yuansu are very careful about these delicious cultivation, which is delicious in Beijing.

These snacks he prepared, he really received the praise of the heavenly people, and he could not stop his mouth as soon as he ate it.

Chen Zhining smiled and squinted to enjoy the praise of heaven, but did not expect that the old man of the soft stone in the air on weekdays roared for nine days, and the empty nine days actually fell on the sidelines, and still "small hands" seized the last piece of oil candy in his hand.

The old man of the base stone "indignantly shot", the two strong people of heaven come and go, seemingly relaxed but mysteriously in a very small space with various changes to compete for it!

Chen Zhining was just funny, but after taking a look, the whole person fell into it and couldn't get out!

Heaven has touched the road of heaven, and they all fit this "reason" between their hands and feet, but the daily behavior is natural, as if they are integrated into the whole world, so they will not be noticed at all.

And if they shoot normally, because the power level is too high, they clearly know that they are strong, but they are not ordinary people who can observe and learn.

But this kind of joke-like shot, but it is precisely suitable for Chen Zhining to observe - this is also because Chen Zhining has entered a desperate situation, if he is still only a occult, it is this kind of shooting, will only see a vague shadow, there will be no harvest at all.

He learned the knife marks last night, and the distress point is that the knife marks are too strong, and with his current level, the "blind touch elephant" has little harvest.

The old man and the empty nine days of such a shot, just right to help him build a "ladder", to make up for a gap between the desperate to the road.

This kind of compensation can only be regarded as a narrow "sheep gut path", but after all, it can pass through.

Chen Zhining looked mesmerized for a while, but when he was most "enjoyed", the two heavens suddenly stopped, Chen Zhining seemed to be suddenly kicked out of the hot spring, suddenly a trembling.

The four cold eight-pole people looked at him with a smile, and asked with an endless smile: “How many times was the last record?”

Nine days of lightness: “Nine times.”It seems to be that you have a son of a great-grandson, and the qualifications are very good, but it has also served our cards nine times, so that we can understand our behavior."

The old man smiled, "The old man who flows eastward, can't cultivate himself, and he will play some conspiracies all day long, but he has a good pair of eyes and a good student."

Chen Zhining's face was still in the open, and the cold eight poles said: "It is too late, with your current state, you can't look down anymore, otherwise you will lose it and hurt the foundation."

The old man of the soft stone smiled bitterly, "We were playing, I didn't expect you to be able to get a sense from our behavior so quickly, almost hurt you, so early, stopped us in time."

Chen Zhining was in color at this time, sorted out his clothes, and solemnly bowed down: “Thank you!The boy already has a teacher, but the grace of preaching is no less than the teacher, and he must remember the five, and never forget it.”

He is still not good to say that he treats with a teacher, and then there are some suspicions of "high climbing", but Chen Zhining thinks so in his own heart.

For the understanding of the road, comparable to a first-class practice, this grace is not shallow!

And the four people's card to find a person to serve, really is not arbitrary, looks more like the four people together, want to give too much heat under some "fire".

The four old men of the base stone were calm, looked at each other secretly, and each noded, and the boy was kind and unfailing cultivation.

Chen Zhining has been careful to serve, and at the same time, his heart constantly recalled the feeling of the past, and last night's understanding of the knife marks of the heart to confirm each other quite fruitful.

He wanted to pull out a knife now to verify his harvest, but he was still patient, and he waited for the four people to end, and after counting, he listened to them make a noise and clamor, so he said goodbye and left.

...

Blow up!

The fire rises, a spring of spirit squirts from nothingness, and the sound of quenching the magic weapon.

As soon as Chen Zhining was harvested, a heavy sword fell and was caught in his hand by him.

This is the six-order magic weapon that he temporarily refines, there is no too much formation method, no special ability, only one point: strong and heavy!

This is the sword that Chen Zhining used to practice, and he is still constantly understanding the knife marks, and he must verify his income in one practice at a time.

There is no special place for martial arts in the courtyard of the 47th, and he mentioned the sword and went straight to the battle singing hall.

Yan Zixiao was about to go out to work, far away to see Chen Zhining, hurriedly raised his hand to say hello, but did not expect Chen Zhining to kill the face, two eyes red, hand a knife!

The swallow swallow shrunk his neck and went back to his mouth, “What is this guy doing?”A hard-fight with a man, so afraid of fear...”

Shen Sheng has a special war singing hall channel, Chen Zhining directly into it, opened a current war hall, standing alone in it, in front of a piece of nothingness, empty.

Here he can play as much as he can, and this battlefield is dedicated to the power of experimental magic, and can clearly see every slight change in magic, but it will not cause any damage.

Chen Zhining's right hand was on the handle, and slowly pulled out the knife, but halfway through, he stopped with his own consternation.

Half-way, the knife could not be completely pulled out, he shook his head and laughed bitterly: "Surely it is easy to do!"

Sit down on your knees and seriously retrace the huge knife marks.

In the courtyard of the forty-seventh, he felt that he had been able to produce this knife - far less than the knife marks, but at least his own knife.

But when he really stood here, he now summed up a lot in his mind, but really to transform into a knife has no clue, or too many heads, so that he is confused and does not know where to take the knife.

He calmed down again and began to think seriously to summarize.I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly jumped up and pulled out the knife and hit it again.

But it stuck again, the knife was half pulled out, and still could not be cut out.

He scratched his head, sat back, and continued to understand.

In this way, seven times, to the eighth time, suddenly he jumped up, his hand on the handle of the knife, a cold light shone on the whole of the battle hall, snowy white, across the void!

A thousand weathers.

Under this knife, the void is frightening, the power is trembling!

After this knife, he felt that his whole body had been drained, even if it was repaired in the early days of the end, he could only get a knife!

Without the power of magic, simple cultivation is to support the knife, and the power is to s!

His hands were loose, the heavy six-order magic weapon fell to the ground, Chen Zhining was sour and soft, the meridian was empty, the muscles were particularly sore, and every aroma seemed to be convulsing.

He fell to the ground, cracked his mouth and smiled bitterly, and then said to himself: "Sour!"