Three days later, in an extremely remote place on the edge of the Black Ink Forest, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, with the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron placed not far from him.
Two silver-armored warriors were guarding the side, one on the left and the other on the right. Xiao Bai sat quietly on the top of the tripod, his spiritual eyes scanning around from time to time, helping Xiao Chen avoid unknown risks.
After a while, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and opened his eyes. In the depths of his eyes, two rays of light flashed, and he breathed out gently.
The breath is continuous and long, like a long sharp arrow, which has not dissipated even after flying far away.
With a faint smile, Xiao Chen stood up, picked up the Moon Shadow Knife beside him, and walked towards the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron. With a swish, Xiao Bai jumped onto Xiao Chen's shoulder.
The Dragon Phoenix Cauldron is sixteen meters high, the three cauldron pillars are ten meters long, and the body of the cauldron is six meters long. Xiao Chen looks a bit small standing underneath.
With a slight jump, Xiao Chen used the technique of gravity and slowly flew above the mouth of the tripod, looking down.
The cauldron is empty in all four directions, but it is only more than five meters deep. You can clearly see the bottom at a glance, but it gives people a feeling of depth and boundlessness, as if it is a small world of its own.
After leaving the ruins of Lihuomen, Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to leave the Black Ink Forest. At the exit of the forest, the Xuanbing Palace of the Duanmu family was still guarding there.
Thinking about how terrifying Xuanbing Palace was, Xiao Chen would not be stupid enough to surrender. He hid in the ink forest for three days, killing monsters and recovering his strength at the same time.
The Dragon-Phoenix Cauldron is carried by two silver-armored warriors, but it will not affect his pace. Xiaobai will also help guard it when he rests and meditates.
In the ink forest where spiritual consciousness cannot spread too far, Xiaobai, who is usually not that important, appears to be very useful.
Having solved his worries, this ink forest with thin spiritual energy and ferocious monsters is the best place for Xiao Chen to train, so Xiao Chen is not in a hurry to leave.
After retracting his thoughts, Xiao Chen looked at the empty mouth of the cauldron and shot out a wisp of purple flame with a snap of his fingers. The flames rotated around the body of the cauldron and were immediately diluted to an extremely thin level, turning into tiny sparks.
Xiao Chen flicked his fingers and fired continuously, shooting out dozens of purple thunder true fires at once, consuming a quarter of the vitality in his body, but the flames were still diluted so much that they couldn't fill the space inside.
Xiao Chen frowned slightly and said doubtfully: "It's really strange. There is only such a small space. Logically speaking, my flame should have risen long ago."
In the past three days, whenever Xiao Chen had free time, he would study the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron, but made no progress. All I know is that there are many moon stones in the cauldron, and the entire cauldron is made of top-quality cold iron, which is harder than ordinary heaven-level soul soldiers.
Moreover, the space inside seems to be much larger than it appears. This is the result of Xiao Chen's verification several times. It should be engraved with space system patterns.
Turning his palms and closing them, Xiao Chen gathered all the flames inside the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron, and a ball of blazing purple fire immediately rose above his palms.
boom!
Xiao Chen waved his hand in front of him, and the flames drew a long purple flame tail in the air, and the big trees in the way were burned directly to ashes.
After flying for thousands of meters, the flames hit the ground, making a loud noise, and a purple mushroom cloud rose from the ground.
Hoho!
The huge noise immediately alerted the surrounding monsters. Three black-winged demon wolves with black smoke curling around their bodies roared and rushed over menacingly.
The Black Winged Demon Wolf was originally a fifth-level spiritual beast, the Winged Wolf. In addition to being tall, it also had two bone wings on its back that could fly at low altitudes and increase speed.
After being demonized, the attack power and speed have increased, the overall combat power has been roughly doubled, and it has become more ferocious and terrifying.
Xiao Chen looked at the two black-winged demon wolves, smiled faintly, took a step and landed on the mouth of the Dragon-Phoenix Cauldron, and slowly clasped his right hand on the handle of the sword.
Whoops!
The bone wings on the backs of the two black-winged demon wolves were slapped hard, and the air flow in the air surged, and the two black-winged demon wolves immediately flew up quickly.
The huge mouth opened, the black fangs flashed with cold light, the bone wings flapped in the void, whining, and pounced fiercely towards Xiao Chen.
call! Before Xiao Chen could make a move, Xiao Bai on his shoulder immediately jumped down and created a whirlwind with his rubbed palms, which immediately blew one of the black-winged demon wolves into the air.
The black-winged demon wolf came and went even faster. It rolled on the ground for several meters before slowly stopping. As soon as it got up, it saw a white figure and rushed towards it quickly.
Tsk, the white figure flashed like a stream of light. Five bloody wounds were immediately left on the left bone wing of the black-winged demon wolf, and black smoke was rising.
Xiao Chen glanced at it and ignored it. In the past few days, he had already known that Xiaobai's strength was much stronger than he imagined.
Facing a fifth-level peak monster alone, there is no pressure, and it can be easily dealt with by taking advantage of speed. The Nine Revolutions of Heaven Mysterious Transformation, as a demon cultivator-level technique, allowed Xiao Bai's strength to increase horribly.
Click!
The lightning flashed, and the right hand clasped on the handle of the knife quickly pulled out the snow-white Moon Shadow Knife. Xiao Chen jumped down, the light of his sword flashed, and he cut off the bone wings of the two black-winged demon wolves directly against his back.
The black-winged demon wolf roared in pain, stood upright, and the five sharp nails in the wolf's claws popped out with a swish.
Each nail was twenty centimeters long, with barbs on the fingertips, like five sharp knives in the flesh, breaking the air and grabbing Xiao Chen's head like lightning.
If caught, five holes would be left in the steel, let alone a human head.
Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, his body turned slightly to one side, and he took a step back with his right foot. His eyes were like lightning, staring at the cold wolf claws, and the left hand holding the scabbard jerked upward.
clang!
The tip of the scabbard suddenly touched the palm of the wolf's claw. The huge impact caused tiny blood holes to appear in the tough palm.
It didn't penetrate directly. The defensive power of this wolf claw was pretty good. Xiao Chen secretly thought in his heart, let's add another layer of strength.
boom!
A force surged up from Xiao Chen's left arm, and he pushed it forward fiercely. The tip of the scabbard immediately penetrated the tough wolf claws with a bang.
In pain, the other paw of the black-winged demon wolf struck Xiao Chen fiercely at an even faster speed, with such force that the air was split into two halves.
It was faster than Xiao Chen. A bright purple light lit up on the Moon Shadow Knife, and the light flickered, directly cutting off the entire wolf's claws.
boom!
Xiao Chen kicked the opponent hard on the chest with a flying kick. The black-winged demon wolf's huge body immediately flew backwards.
Click, click, click. The force of 20,000 pounds broke several ribs on his chest at once, and the sound of broken bones kept ringing.
The black-winged demon wolf is just a fifth-level high-level monster. Xiao Chen could defeat the opponent before he understood its artistic conception.
After understanding the artistic conception and integrating it into the holy power, with the greatly increased strength, it becomes easier to deal with it. Now, the monsters of this level are barely enough for Xiao Chen to fight in succession.
The sixth-level monsters that can really put pressure on Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen has been specifically picking out sixth-level monsters these days.
The demon wolf was still struggling to stand up, but Xiao Chen lost the patience to continue sharpening it, and waved the Moon Shadow Knife away, with crackling electric light flashing on the blade.
Like a wisp of extremely powerful lightning, it penetrated into the opponent's chest with a single blast, and the thunderous conception contained in the blade exploded.
The huge body of the black-winged demon wolf was blown into pieces by lightning. Xiao Chen made a casual move and the Moon Shadow Knife flew into his hand again.
After the Moon Shadow Knife returned to Xiao Chen's hand, a ray of red light invisible to the naked eye flew out from the body of the Black-winged Demonic Wolf and absorbed into the throne mark between Xiao Chen's eyebrows.
The red light contained the black-winged demon wolf, with the murderous intention of plundering. The mark of the Blood Throne flashed red light. This ray of red light with the intention of killing immediately melted into the Blood Throne of Consciousness Sea.
The red clouds under the throne began to roll slowly, and then stopped after a moment. It seemed that it was not too strong, but it seemed that it was not enough.
Xiao Chen was not surprised by this. For the monsters he had killed in the past three days, the Bloody Throne would absorb all the killing intentions of the other party.
The stronger the demonic beast is, the more red light will fly out. At first, Xiao Chen was a little worried that the situation of killing all over his body reappeared that day.
But slowly, it was discovered that the killing intention accumulated in the throne was still quite small. Compared with the overwhelming and overwhelming killing intention during that time, it was much worse.
The most important thing is that he found that he could control this killing intention. As long as he moved his mind, the killing intention contained in it would be integrated into his sword power.
It is equivalent to Xiao Chen obtaining another artistic conception out of thin air, the artistic conception of killing, which has only advantages and no disadvantages.
Compared with the general artistic conception of wind, mountain, and light, this ethereal artistic conception of killing is even more difficult to comprehend.
Xiao Chen knew that even in the Tian Sword Pavilion, where the disciples of the Shen Sword Camp used killing to prove their ways, there were only a very few strong men of the older generation who truly understood the artistic conception of killing.
It's just that the killing intention contained in the Blood Throne is too little. The effect of Xiao Chen's use is not obvious, so it is dispensable.
However, its growth rate is very terrifying. As long as it kills powerful beings, it will continue to accumulate, and it is foreseeable that it will eventually reach an appalling level.
The Blood Throne is a secret treasure refined by the ancient Evil King. The Evil King is an extremely powerful man who can rival the Ice Queen. It is definitely not easy for him to refine the secret treasure.
It's a pity that the information about the Blood Throne in that book was torn up by someone unknown, making it impossible to know the specific secrets of the Blood Throne.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!
Xiaobai's inarticulate cry interrupted Xiao Chen's thoughts, and Xiao Chen lowered his head to look at him.
I saw Xiaobai dancing and asking him for credit. The black-winged demon wolf was left on the ground, lying on the ground with injuries all over his body, but he couldn't move and only had one breath left.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly, knowing what Xiaobai wanted, and took out a gourd containing wine and handed it over. Xiaobai cheered, with a cute smile on his face, took the gourd and jumped to the mouth of the tripod.