Chapter 200 The Wonderful Use of the King of Soldiers

"It seems that the information from the previous Hunter Guild was wrong." Chen Musheng sighed and said, "The rebellious king-level ferocious beasts are not two, but three."

"It's been three months. Perhaps the three masters have hunted the nine-tailed fox and two other ferocious beasts." Xu Rou looked at Chen Musheng's broad shoulders and said with a smile.

Although he had been trapped in this underground without seeing the light for a long time, Chen Musheng, who had been in a coma for three months, finally woke up, which made Xu Rou feel particularly good today.

"Okay. Let's go back. Brother Zhu's fish is probably going to be roasted too." Chen Musheng laughed and jumped down from the sarcophagus. He was trapped in the "Nine Nether Fantasy Land" for seven years and hadn't tasted hungry. Now his stomach has started to roar.

At the same time, passing through the thick rocks and soil layers, the hot breath is becoming more and more intense in the huge cave next to the magma lake.

The third month of warriors confronting the Nine-tailed Fox.

"Gudonggudong..."

On the surface of the lake burning with raging fire, bubbles continued to rise in the boiling magma.

He has been trapped for three months. After the battle with the Nine-tailed Fox, the warriors who survived the disaster lost the opportunity to escape. The magma ejected from the red flames flowed out of the exit for hundreds of miles, filling all the caves outside the exit. It was impossible to dig them out with brute force.

The dry food and water were exhausted two months ago. In the following time, everyone was relying on their deep internal strength to support it.

Dozens of pale and thin warriors were hiding behind the rocks or in a cool grotto, not moving at all, for fear of turning over and wasting a little effort.

"Dao Chih, you really want to die." Luo Feng was naked and lay weakly on a rock.

"Huh, Huh, Huh..." The whistling sound of the blade rubbing against the air continued.

Dao Chih waving the exaggerated two-handed hunting knife, still practicing sword techniques without sleep. He is the best in all warriors. While standing by the lake to practice sword techniques, he also plays a supervisory role, preventing the cunning nine-tailed fox at any time and rushing ashore to attack when everyone is unprepared.

"Luo Feng, don't quarrel at him, let him go... Li Feng was rarely naked, with long hair wrapped around his hair and tied it on his head, leaning against the stone wall with sweat on his face.

In the past three months, five samurai warriors, who suddenly rushed ashore, successfully lost their lives due to a moment of negligence.

So, although everyone was weak at this time, everyone was nervous but tight.

"Ah, I want to drink water, I want to drink water." At this time, a hysterical roar suddenly rang.

From a narrow cave, a middle-aged warrior, who was ragged but thin, crawled out. His eyes were covered with blood and his pupils were full of mad red. He rolled and roared, and rushed towards the scorching magma lake.

"Dao Yi, stop him." Li Feng leaned against the stone wall and said coldly.

"Stop!" Dao Chi fell with a loud blow, and suddenly burst out with a sword energy of about one meter long. He slashed in front of the middle-aged warrior. After a roar, a very deep ditch appeared in front of the warrior's toes.

The sword monster took back the hunting knife and glared at the warrior: "Go back!"

Three days have passed in the ancient ruins.

Beside the faint pond, a bunch of bonfires were burning, and the cleaned black fish were roasted in front of the bonfire. Zhu Yungu sat in front of the fire, and he worked tirelessly to fill his stomach. The natural greed for food made him eat all the time.

In fact, for him who has practiced the ruins of martial arts, eating is equivalent to working hard to practice. So from another perspective, Zhu Yun is definitely the most diligent warrior in the world.

Another narrow room.

Chen Musheng sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, his eyes closed, and a little golden light flashed on his forehead. There were still two months before the ripening of the dragon tooth fruit, and he had no idea yet to leave the exit of the ruins, so the most urgent thing was that he decided to figure out the application of divine power first.

At the same time, in the endless dark "Nine Nether Space", a white light area two meters long and wide formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding thick black.

Chen Musheng stood in the center, with a wet grass under his feet. In front of him, the king of soldiers, which looked like metal liquid, was quietly floating in the air.

"Hu..." Chen Musheng sighed and said intimately: "The first level of Nine Nether Divine Art can only create a space of two feet in a radius, and it is impossible to create a more complex situation."

The Nine Nether Space is infinitely extended. For the heirs, as long as the cultivation of divine power is higher, the more complex the things that can be created in it.

"The range of space I can create is just the range where my divine power extends from the sea of ​​Qi and body." Chen Musheng thought to himself. He found that he used the most powerful idea to extend the divine power, at most it was within a radius of two feet around.

"Okay, as long as you continue to practice and reach the second level of "Nine Nether Divine Arts", this range will definitely be expanded."

"Let me start to hurry up and practice martial arts..."

Chen Musheng finally turned his attention to the "King of Hundred Soldiers" floating in front of him. In reality, the "King of Hundred Soldiers" is dormant in his dantian, but after entering the Nine Nether Illusion Realm, it will automatically appear around Chen Musheng.

"I need a hunting knife..." Chen Musheng stared at the "King of Hundred Soldiers" who was constantly squirming. A strong thought arose in his heart. He immediately followed the movement of his heart, and a divine power pulled out, extending a distance of one meter away, and fusing into the "King of Hundred Soldiers".

Gradually, the "King of War" began to wriggle violently, quickly turning into the shape of a hunting knife...

The shape of this hunting knife is exactly the same as that of "Soul-killing".

After all, it has been using the weapons left by my father for so long that Chen Musheng has become accustomed to using soul-killing.

"It's true..." Chen Musheng reached out and grabbed the hunting knife transformed by the "King of Hundred Soldiers" in his hand. The familiar feel was just the same as in reality.

The "King of Hundred Warriors" is fused with the characteristics of one hundred and eight peerless divine weapons. It can transform into any shape according to the owner's intentions and absorb and refine various weapons!

"It's so amazing." Chen Musheng sighed in his heart. Driven by the curiosity, the divine power extending from his eyebrows changed suddenly. The hunting knife in his hand squirmed and turned into a huge battle axe!

The appearance of this battle axe is exactly the same as the one used by Zhu Yun in reality.

"No wonder he was called "King of Hundred Soldiers". Such characteristics can indeed be called this title." Chen Musheng thought to himself, and at the same time, the axe in his hand transformed back into the appearance of "Soul-Slaying Hunting Knife".

"Come down to practice the "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique"!"

Chen Musheng once again started practicing martial arts with great diligence in a bright space of two feet in a radius.

"Brush, brush..."

At the speed of the mid-level samurai who was almost comparable to the sound, Chen Musheng frantically slashed out the five-style "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique". Suddenly, in the two-meter-a-round bright space, like a roaring tornado, there were "whistling" sword aura and Chen Musheng's figure everywhere.

But all this is limited to two meters in a radius, and the invincible sword aura flew into the darkness, as if a stone was sinking into the sea!

In the Jiuyou space, the flow of time is extremely slow, and the sun and fatigue are lost as reference objects. It is difficult for Chen Musheng, who is addicted to martial arts practice, to experience the changes in time.

Seven days have passed in the Jiuyou Fantasy Realm.

Chen Musheng finally stopped using the "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique" frantically!

"It's great!" He let out a long sigh with excitement, expressing his greatest emotion.

There is no need to worry about the loss of true energy. This kind of free-spirited use of the ultimate skill is something that I can't even imagine in reality, but it can be done in Jiuyou Fantasy. Moreover, the long-term use of the sword technique has made Chen Musheng more skilled in the sword technique, and he gradually realized more subtle flaws that are impossible to find in normal times.

"My "Wind and Thunder Sword Technique" needs improvement!" Chen Musheng thought to himself, and began to sit cross-legged, closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivating divine power.

The cultivation of divine power requires countless complex thoughts to harness the divine power in the sea of ​​qi, so as to complete the circulation of the cycle of heaven in the subtle meridians near the brain domain to increase cultivation.

Chen Musheng began to think hard about how to improve his sword skills and even create new martial arts. Therefore, countless powerful and complex thoughts kept spinning in his mind, and continued to pull out divine power from the sea of ​​Qi.
Chapter completed!