Murong Chen's face was calm, but he was thinking in his heart that the quiet disappearance was inseparable from these two guys.

"Young Master Murong, you're so refreshing!"

Chen Feng smiled with satisfaction and frowned, "I have discussed with Mr. Han. If I can't find the Ice Flame Grass today, we two, one will return to the Dragon City and the other will return to the Black Moon City!"

Murong Chen said coldly: "Okay! There will be a date later!"

At present, the most important thing is to find the Ice Flame Grass to help the Santong Tianhu recover from his injuries as soon as possible. The future is long, and Murong Chen will not let Chen Feng and Mr. Han of Heiyue City go easily! Late at night, Murong Chen found a hidden cave and began to practice.

Crash, Crash... Swish... At the entrance of the cave, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around it surged towards the Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron in Murong Chen's dantian like a tide. The suspended sword was still summoning himself. This broken sword seemed to be his own natal magic weapon. Murong Chen accepted the summoning of the broken sword, and there was a misty and mysterious sword intent in the sea of ​​souls.

Boom! The earth was shaking, the cave kept shaking, and the gravel fell one after another.

The middle stage of the sixth level of the spiritual realm! After breaking through the cultivation level, Murong Chen tried his best to control it, but unexpectedly, he still made such a big noise! ​​It was already dawn! When he saw Murong Chen coming, Chen Feng's eyes were very frightened. Murong Chen's cultivation level has increased again. This is terrible! "Ice Flame Grass!"

"Ice Flame Grass!"

Mr. Han from Heiyue City shouted like crazy.

"Finally found!"
Chapter completed!