"Cruff-"

Pushing open the door, Lu Qingchen came to his "his own" room.

The room was large but the layout was simple, and there was nothing more except a large bed and a few tables and chairs.

Walking slowly to the edge of the bed, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but feel amused and crying when he looked at the bed with some petals embroidered on it.

"Isn't this Master's own quilt? Why did you throw it to me?"

After touching his nose, Lu Qingchen put down the bedding in his hand, lay down directly with his hands on his head.

"It seems that I haven't had a good sleep for a long time..."

Recalling the experience during this period, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but sigh a little.

Because in the entire cultivation world, there is no word for rest at all.

The survival of the fittest in the world is the world. If you don’t work hard to practice, you will be surpassed by those who work hard to practice sooner or later.

"I don't know how my parents are doing. Alas, the kingdom..."

Lying on the soft big bed, Lu Qingchen suddenly remembered his parents. It has been so long, and I don’t know how they are.

The envelope left by Lu Changting said that after Lu Qingchen reaches the kingdom, he will naturally know about them.

But Lu Qingchen is now in the Martial Realm, and it is still a distance from the Martial Realm of Heaven. As for the King Realm, I don’t know which monkey year and horse month can reach it.

Unless there are many divine objects like the Xiao Guiyuan Pill or even the Taiyin Immortal Lotus Seed, you may soon be able to break through to the kingdom realm.

"Forget it, take it slowly..."

Thinking of Han Meng's advice to him before returning to the room, Lu Qingchen immediately gave up this idea.

If you rely on external objects, your cultivation speed can indeed be greatly accelerated, but if you use it too much, it will definitely have an impact on yourself.

Thinking of this, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

There is no shortcut to cultivation!

......

After lying like this for a long time, Lu Qingchen still didn't fall asleep. After twisting for a few times, Lu Qingchen sat up from the bed.

Gently brushed the storage ring, and a strange-looking purple spirit fruit appeared in his hand.

"Add to increase your understanding, and there is still a chance to gain a ray of luck."

Thinking of the unstoppable effects of the Qilin Fruit, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but feel warm.

Although my own understanding is already very high compared to others, this kind of wonderful thing has no limit, of course, the higher the better.

Moreover, according to the notes left by the Demon Emperor, those with extremely high understanding will achieve twice the result with half the effort no matter what they do.

Legend has it that there is even a warrior with a high level of understanding who has created his own magical powers when he was in the kingdom.

For this type of person, the outside world generally calls him a monster.

Thinking of this, Lu Qingchen looked at the Qilin Fruit in his hand and finished it in just a few bites.

“It doesn’t taste much.”

After eating this Qilin Fruit, Lu Qingchen muttered and began to feel his own changes silently.

After a moment, a cool feeling surged into the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

In an instant, Lu Qingchen felt that his thinking became extremely clear, and he even became much more thorough in the skills he had practiced.

Taking advantage of this change, Lu Qingchen quickly started to operate the ancient scriptures of the Sky that had not grown for a long time.

"The most important thing about the ancient classics of killing the sky is to condense the power of killing the sky in your body..."

After carefully studying this passage, Lu Qingchen began to condense the soul power in his body into the power of killing the sky according to the method in the ancient scriptures of killing the sky.

Condensation, compression, condensation, compression, and recondensation...

After many condensation and compression, a blood-red sword slowly formed in Lu Qingchen's dantian.

"call......"

Feeling this change, Lu Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief. He finally understood the simplest and most important first level of the ancient classic of killing the sky.

"No, it's still a little bit."

Feeling the state of the blood-colored sword in the dantian, Lu Qingchen gritted his teeth and continued to condense.

......

"Damn it, it finally succeeded. I didn't expect that the power of killing the sky was so difficult to condense."

I don’t know how long it took, but a crisp sound of sword sound came from Lu Qingchen’s dantian, and the first ray of sky-killing power had been completely formed.

Just this wisp of sky-killing power almost drained one-tenth of the total soul power in Lu Qingchen's body!

I looked up at the window and the darkness had gradually dissipated.

"Is this the so-called power of killing the sky?"

With all his strength in the ancient classics of killing the sky, a blood-colored small sword suddenly appeared in Lu Qingchen's palm. Looking at the blood-colored small sword, Lu Qingchen felt a hint of palpitation in his heart.

Although this blood-colored small sword is only the size of a silver needle, it was formed after many condensation and compression, and its power must not be underestimated.

"If this wisp of sky-killing power is penetrated into the opponent's body and then detonated, wouldn't it be..."

Feeling the terrifying spiritual power contained in this blood-colored sword, Lu Qingchen's eyes lit up.

This is an excellent way to fight the enemy!

Thinking of this, Lu Qingchen could no longer help but rushed out of the room.

Walking out of the hall and coming to the slightly empty courtyard, Lu Qingchen thought about it, and the blood-colored sword that had just condensed appeared in his palm instantly.

"go."

With a light shout, Lu Qingchen controlled the blood-colored sword and stabbed directly at a huge ancient tree in front of him.

"Swoosh--"

A sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and under Lu Qingchen's control, the blood-colored sword instantly penetrated the trunk of the ancient tree.

"No, you can't try the power."

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but frown. An ordinary ancient tree was not enough to test the power of this wisp of sky-killing power.

"Forget it, try to get the spiritual weapon."

After thinking for a few seconds, Lu Qingchen took out several defensive spiritual weapons.

The weapons of the Earth, Heaven, Honor, and even King level were used as targets by Lu Qingchen.

If Long Feng was here, he would definitely scold Lu Qingchen, a prodigal son.

"call out--"

After placing these spiritual weapons one by one, Lu Qingchen continued to control this wisp of power to kill the sky.

"Puchi--"

"Puchi--"

Two piercing sounds sounded, and under the precise control of Lu Qingchen's powerful soul power, the two armors were instantly pierced by this blood-colored sword.

After piercing through two armors, the blood-colored sword continued to pierce the supreme spiritual weapon in front of him.

"Puchi--"

There was still a piercing sound, and this supreme spiritual weapon did not resist the sharpness of this wisp of sky-killing power.

“Buzz.”

Perhaps because of the successive attacks, the blood-colored sword suddenly began to tremble violently.

"Not good, it's the limit."

Lu Qingchen, who noticed this scene, said intimately, and hurriedly controlled the blood-colored sword to shoot it into the distance.

"boom......!"
Chapter completed!