Chapter 3409 The Demon Dominant Spear

In recent decades, the Star Defense Line has entered a period of calm.

The mortal world of the witch god civilization is singing and dancing, the streets are bustling and noisy, young men are dressed in fresh clothes and horses, knights drink and chat and laugh, wealthy businessmen are sailing on a boat. The brothels with endless lights, the pear gardens with no coldness, and the joys and sorrows of the world are endless.

The sunset hangs in the sky, and the sunset glow is red and gold like flames.

Zhang Ruochen walked quickly on the street where the crowds were flowing.

Chi Xingtian chased behind and said, "Is there really a way to help me repair my foundation and help me step into the boundless world?"

"Repair the foundation, have a chance! As for whether you can step into the boundless world, the key lies in yourself, not in me. I don't have that great ability yet," said Zhang Ruochen.

Chi Xingtian couldn't hide his excitement and said anxiously: "Tell me clearly! Do you want any benefits? Just offer it!"

Pass through the lively city and enter a muddy slum.

The house is short and disrepaired. Most of the mortals living here wear navy blue cloth shirts and are covered with patches.

Zhang Ruochen walked into an old porridge shop, sat by the window, knocked on the blue-brown wooden table, and said, "Auntie, two bowls of white rice porridge, a basket of beef buns, and a plate of pickles."

The porridge shop is not big, and it only has seven tables inside and outside.

Looking at the color of the window lattices and the wear of the thresholds, it all shows that this porridge shop has been around for a while!

The stove is outside, the fire is booming, and white water steam is spreading among the bamboo steamer.

There was only a woman in a blue floral cloth dress busy there. She looked like she was in her fifties, her face was full of traces of time, she was very quiet and skillful, and she was neither slow nor quick in doing things, but her technique was not slow.

Chi Xingtian chased into the porridge shop, sat opposite Zhang Ruochen, and said, "You said, if there is a way to help me restore my foundation, you can just mention any conditions. You have also seen that Long Ba is too arrogant and too arrogant. If this god cannot step into Wuquan, she will be ridden on her head in this life! This will never be tolerated!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two bowls of porridge were placed heavily on the table.

The woman said coldly: "If you want to talk crazy, go somewhere else, don't come to me. You are not the only ones who drink porridge!"

After saying that, she walked out, wiped her hands on her apron, and then added a fire to the stove.

Chi Xingtian was stunned and watched her leave: "Do you know who this god is? Visiting your porridge shop is the luck you have cultivated in three lifetimes."

The woman ignored him and turned a deaf ear to him.

In the porridge shop, all the guests who drank porridge looked at Chi Xingtian with a very strange look.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said nothing. He took a bowl of rice porridge and picked up a spoon to taste it.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen the true god come to the mortal world?"

Chi Xingtian glared at the spectators, causing a burst of laughter.

"Don't put on your true aura. Try it. This porridge is very good!" Zhang Ruochen said.

"What else can I drink? If you want to eat dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder and drink the Hundred Flowers God Brew, I can also get it for you."

This time, Chi Xingtian released the field and isolated the sound.

“Try it!”

Zhang Ruochen pointed at another bowl of rice porridge with a spoon.

"Isn't it just a bowl of porridge!"

Chi Xingtian suppressed his anxiousness, picked up the bowl, took a sip, and gradually, the expression on his face became a little unnatural and looked into the bowl.

Then he picked up the spoon and started to taste it slowly.

"It's really strange. Could it be that because I haven't tasted mortal food for many years, I just have a bowl of ordinary porridge, which is a unique taste." Chi Xingtian said.

Rice porridge, even the best rice porridge, must be inferior to dragon liver, phoenix gallbladder, nectar and jade liquid.

But it is indeed amazing to be praised by a great god.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Maybe it is because the porridge cookers have done such an ordinary thing for decades, so they can turn common things into magic. Or maybe it is because you haven't tasted it for hundreds of thousands of years, so you feel a different taste."

Chi Xingtian's bowl was empty, and he imitated Zhang Ruochen and called out: "Auntie, come ten more bowls."

The woman brought the hot buns and pickles over.

Chi Xingtian was not afraid of burning his mouth. He even threw three buns into his mouth, and his mouth was deformed. He said in a vague way: "The buns are good, let's have ten more cages."

Zhang Ruochen smiled at the woman, but the woman walked to another table without expression.

On that table, there was a middle-aged man who looked quite elegant, with every hair neat and every button very exquisite, and his clothes were incompatible with the environment here.

The middle-aged man and the woman were whispering something.

Zhang Ruochen did not have the habit of eavesdropping and said to Chi Xingtian seriously: "Your cultivation has reached the extreme below the limit. If you want to help you repair your foundation, I really have to spend a lot of effort and may even attract heavenly punishment."

"I understand this! I'm going to change my destiny against the heavens, so the heaven and earth naturally won't agree. You can ask for the conditions!" Chi Xingtian said.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out two fingers and said, "Two conditions, first, you are the only descendant of the demon, you should have the relics of the ancestors, right?"

"No!"

Chi Xingtian said: "It is true that this god is a descendant of the demon, but it has been more than 10 million years and has been passed down for countless generations. Even if the demon leaves behind the relics of the ancestors, these relics will disappear in the long river of time!"

Chi Xingtian was not a lie. Although he tried his best to cover it up, Zhang Ruochen still saw the unnatural point.

"That's how..."

Zhang Ruochen buried his head and said, "Drink porridge."

Chi Xingtian was anxious and said, "Actually, there were one or two inheritances, but the power of the ancestor has been exhausted. To you, it is completely ordinary things. You have so many treasures on you, you can look at them?"

Zhang Ruochen continued to drink porridge.

Chi Xingtian said: "Don't you want "The Demon Stone Carving"?"

"If I wanted "Demon Stone Carving", I would not have given you some of the stone tablets at the beginning." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Okay, I'll protect the "Demon Stone Carving" from you. I will give you something left by the Demon."

Chi Xingtian hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, and the space in front of him trembled, took out a black spear and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

The gun is 12 meters long, the size of the wine glass, and the surface is covered with magic patterns, emitting cold and cold air.

The ancient charm is absolutely extraordinary.

Zhang Ruochen reached out and grabbed it, and his arm sank.

Too heavy, beyond expectations.

Widths of black demonic energy spread out from the spear, corroding Zhang Ruochen's palm.

Zhang Ruochen has practiced the demonic path, and the Wuji Divine Way can control all the paths in the world. In an instant, he controlled the demonic energy that spreads on the spear.

After carefully observing the spear, Zhang Ruochen was shocked and said, "Is this the real body of the gun in the "Demon Domineering Spear Picture"?"

Thirty-six "Demon Stone Carvings", each of which is very mysterious and can be refined into supreme magic skills.

It just so happened that the "Demon-Bully Spear Picture" was once stored in the Blood God Sect. As the leader of the Blood God Sect in the past, Zhang Ruochen naturally comprehended it.

Chi Xingtian said: "The demon really left nothing. Maybe the demon has left behind the relics, but they are all destroyed and lost in the long river of history. I got this gun in the demon mountain."

After the birth of the seventy-two demon gods in the Great Wall of Beize, the rules of the demonic path between heaven and earth were active, and the Heavenly Demon Mountain located in the eastern region of Kunlun Realm was born.

On the Demon Mountain, there is a seal left by the Great Lord.

The seal is not very powerful. Chi Xingtian has wiped it out over the years and entered the underground of the Stonehenge on the top of the Tianmo Mountain.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was about to mobilize his spirit to activate it, Chi Xingtian quickly stopped it and said, "Don't move it absurdly! This gun contains the power of the ancestor, and the magical power is domineering."

"How should I use it?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Chi Xingtian shook his head, straightened his chest, and said, "I don't know! Perhaps, only I can use it and will not be retaliated by the demonic power."

"Swish!"

A sword light flashed, and Chi Xingtian, holding the bowl's arm, was cut with a blood mark.

Zhang Ruochen collected some of his demon blood and applied it to the spear. Then he silently recalled the "Heaven Demon Domine Spear Picture" in his mind. The Tai Chi Yin-Yang Picture appeared, and the spirit turned into demonic energy and injected into the spear.

What Zhang Ruochen and Chi Xingtian did not notice was that not far away, the woman in blue floral clothes and the middle-aged Confucian scholar were staring at them.

A wave of transcendent power burst out from the spear.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen had already used the Wuji Divine Way to turn a radius of 18 feet into an independent world that he could absolutely control. Although this world shook violently, no one in the outside world would have any perception.

Chi Xingtian's field enveloped Zhang Ruochen, fearing that the fluctuations here would cause the induction of the gods in the heavenly court.

"What a strong power. If it is fully activated, a shot may cause severe damage to some gods who have been practicing in the Infinite Realm for many years." Zhang Ruochen stroked the gun body.

This time, Chi Xingtian really gave a big gift and made a generous move.

A spear is not a magical weapon, but because it contains the power of the ancestors, it is much more powerful than an ordinary magical weapon in actual combat. I just don’t know how many blows the ancestors can support Zhang Ruochen to shoot?

Once the power of the ancestor is exhausted, the value of the spear will be far inferior to that of the magical artifact and fall into the sacred artifact.

With the ancestor Shen Xingyi running away, and with the demon domineering spear to defend himself, Zhang Ruochen's confidence increased greatly and was full of confidence!

Chi Xingtian said: "This first condition is considered to be satisfied, right?"
To be continued...