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Chapter 334 The artistic conception of killing

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    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, Xiaobai 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 the horror of Xuanbing Palace, Xiao Chen would not be stupid enough to throw himself into a trap. He hid in the ink forest for three days, killing monsters and beasts while recovering his strength.

    The Dragon-Phoenix Cauldron is carried by two silver-armored warriors, which 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.

    Withdrawing 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 flame rotated around the body of the cauldron and was 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.

    And the space inside seems to be much larger than it looks. This is the result of Xiao Chen's verification several times. It should be engraved with the formation pattern of the space system.

    ?????????????????????????????????????? Out of his palms, Xiao Chen gathered all the flames inside the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron, and a ball of blazing purple fire immediately rose up from the palm of his hand.

    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 directly burned 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.

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    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 has two bone wings on its back that can fly at low altitudes and increase speed.

    After being transformed into a demon, its attack power and speed have increased, its overall combat effectiveness 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 surged in the air. 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 towards Xiao Chen.

    Phew!  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, rolling on the ground.There are 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 Heavenly Sword Pavilion, where the disciples of the Divine Sword Camp were able to prove their way through killing, there were only a handful of strong men from the older generation who truly understood the artistic conception of killing.

    "It's just that the blood-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 potential 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 Bloody 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.

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    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 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 filled with 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.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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