In the darkness, Song Jian and Datou strode towards the Qiankun Martial Arts Academy outside the city.

In the Iron Blood King City, there was a strong bloody aura, which made Song Jian unable to breathe smoothly.

A figure flew towards Song Jian at a very fast speed.

Song Jian stopped and looked at the person coming.

"Song Jian!"

The man shouted softly and walked on the starry sky and had already arrived at Song Jian's side.

Song Jian looked at the person coming, it was Tian Yunfei.

"Brother Tian, ​​are you here to capture me too?" Song Jian asked while standing there.

Tian Yunfei stopped in front of Song Jian. He stared at Song Jian and said, "Tell me, what happened! What happened to Piaopiao?"

Song Jiandao: "Do you believe me if I said it?"

"Faith!" Tian Yunfei said.

"Okay!" Song Jian breathed a long sigh, and then quickly said what happened in the Trial Valley.

After hearing this, Tian Yunfei clenched his fists, "I've long seen that there is no good thing in the Pang family's royal family. I thought that the third prince was the most bastard, but I didn't expect that the seventh prince was even more bastard!"

Song Jian patted Tian Yunfei on the shoulder, "Brother Tian, ​​you must not say these words. Now the Iron Blood Order has been issued. I don't want you to be implicated by me."

Tian Yunfei said: "I understand. By the way, Brother Song Jian, where are you going now?"

Song Jian pointed outside the city and said, "Go to Qiankun Martial Arts Academy, I think the poison of the tower drowning pill may be able to be solved, so I want to give it a try."

Tian Yunfei looked at Song Jian in shock, "There is no cure for the Tower Ding Pill, and the person who takes it can only be unconscious all the time."

Song Jian said: "I want to try it. If I can wake up Miss Piaopiao, maybe I still have a chance to escape."

Tian Yunfei shook his head and said, "Don't go. I just came back from there. Now the Qiankun Martial Arts Academy is surrounded by guards and warriors. Your head has increased to 5,000 yuan stones. Now it's like seeking death."

Song Jian frowned, sighed, and said, "It's true."

Tian Yunfei said: "If I could meet the president of Qiankun Martial Arts Academy, I would tell him, Song Jian, the key to you now is to hide it. Fortunately, with the help of Big Head, I don't have to worry too much about you being captured. When the limelight comes, I will tell you when I see Grandpa Niu of Qiankun Martial Arts Academy."

Song Jian said: "Okay, it seems that's all!"

Tian Yunfei shook hands with Song Jian, and then the two quickly separated. Tian Yunfei walked to his home, while Song Jian, with the help of Datou, drilled out of the Iron Blood King City from the ground.

...

An hour later, Song Jian lay on a stone in a mountain range a hundred kilometers away from the Iron Blood King City, looking up at the sky.

Tonight's dark clouds were particularly heavy, with only very faint starlight projecting down.

Song Jian was a little depressed, so he took out a storage bag.

There were still blood on the storage bag.

Song Jian opened the storage bag and was stunned for a moment.

There are only two items in this storage bag, one is a piece of ore that emits fiery red shiny as big as a thumb, and the other is a black mirror.

"Zhu Yanjing! How could Zhu Yanjing appear in Zhao Pengzhe's storage bag?" Song Jian couldn't believe it.

He stretched out his hand and gently took out Zhu Yanjing.

As soon as Zhu Yanjing came out of the storage bag, a huge fire immediately enveloped the area.

Song Jian looked at Zhu Yanjing and slowly understood that when the sun came out of the valley, all the monsters he hunted were placed in Zhao Pengzhe's storage bag. After leaving the trial valley, Song Jian had never had the opportunity to participate in the selection of this trial competition. Although Zhao Pengzhe was stupid, the monsters in his storage bag were true. Song Jian and him slaughtered hundreds of monsters in total, and the monsters he harvested were naturally more than Niu Piaopiao and Pang Tongjun. The four major organizations finally rewarded Zhao Pengzhe for the reward items in the competition.

"With this Zhu Yanjing, I can refine Zhu Yan Dan. Zhu Yan Dan is a fourth-grade elixir. After taking it, I should be able to become a mid-level warrior in the Void Realm." Song Jian thought secretly. He was a little excited at first, but then his heart became cold again.

"What if I become a middle-level warrior in the Void Realm? If I become a middle-level warrior in the Void Realm, my strength can only be increased by about three percent, and I still cannot face such a powerful enemy. Unless I can break through to become a peak warrior in a short time, or..."

Song Jian was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Zhu Yanjing in his hand, "Or, if I could use Zhu Yanjing to refine a third-grade weapon, that would be of the greatest help to me. After all, I have fully mastered the Starry Sky Walking Technique and Dragon Control Technique, and my defense and speed are very strong, and my attack power is very insufficient."

Song Jian nodded. In the long run, it is naturally more cost-effective to refine Zhu Yanjing into Zhu Yandan, because Zhu Yandan can not only quickly open up acupoints, but also enhance the power of the true energy attributes of Song Jian's body. However, in the short term, Song Jian needs to quickly improve his combat power, and refining Zhu Yanjing into a third-grade weapon is the best choice. After all, with the third-grade weapon, according to Song Jian's current strength, it is also possible to kill high-level warriors in the Void Realm.

Song Jian remembered the Dragon Hidden Dagger, and he stretched out his hand and took out the Dragon Hidden Dagger.

“Buzz…”

The Long Yin dagger buzzed, trying to escape from Song Jian's control.

Song Jian looked at the blood-colored pattern on the surface of Long Yin dagger. At this time, the blood-colored pattern slowly turned into a face and a round grimace.

"What exactly are you?" Song Jian asked with a frown.

The grimace screamed, then said loudly: "Boy! You are finally willing to take me out. Do you know that lying in the alien space is very, very stuffy!"

Song Jian snorted and said, "I'm asking you something. Tell me quickly, otherwise I'll keep you ice in the storage bag forever."

"You...you junior! mortal! idiot!...Okay okay, I said, please don't put me in." A ghost-like voice came from the Dragon Hidden dagger.

"I am the Dragon Soldier Sword Spirit, but the Dragon Soldier was damaged, and my vitality was also greatly damaged. That day, you refined the Dragon Soldier and this ragged dagger together, and I went to the ragged dagger, and then kept sucking blood and devouring the soul, and then gradually recovered some strength." The ghost face talisman moved and the words were directly transmitted into Song Jian's spiritual consciousness.

Song Jian was a little surprised. He took out the two broken swords in the storage bag and said, "Are you the sword spirit on this sword?"

"Yes! Also, this is not an ordinary sword, this is a real dragon soldier. The Fire Dragon King used his own reverse scales to refine it during his lifetime. I am not an ordinary sword spirit. If the sword spirit is divided into levels, I must be at the god level." The ghost face moved and said.

Song Jian snorted: "No matter who you were before, now you have occupied my dagger, so I have no weapons to use, and I can't use this damaged dragon soldier. How should you compensate me? Or, you are the sword spirit of my dagger?"

"Ah...bah, bah, bah!" The sword spirit looked disdainful, "You are just a little mortal, a warrior, and your self-cultivation period has not yet been completed. Do you want me to be your sword spirit?"

Song Jian was a little surprised: "What is the stage of self-cultivation? I am now in the void realm."

"Frog in the well!" The sword spirit snorted, but did not explain too much, but said, "Junior, let's make a deal. I know you must be very frustrated and helpless now, and want to kill people. In this way, I will teach you how to kill people and help you slaughter those people, and you will help me recast your body, how about it?"

The sword spirit laughed.

Song Jian shook his head and said, "Not good!"

"Why! Damn junior!" the sword spirit said angrily.

Song Jian smiled indifferently and said, "Because I can see that your transaction is not sincere at all. You are using me and playing tricks on me. Although I don't know what your purpose is, I will not make a deal with the devil."

"Ah? How did you see it... Bah, I have no malice, hey..." the sword spirit shouted.

Song Jian flipped his hand and threw the Dragon Hidden dagger into his storage bag.

It’s not that Song Jian was not moved, but when dealing with the devil, there would usually be no good end. The Dragon Hidden Dagger had already escaped through the air that day, but it flew back on its own. At that time, Song Jian had already felt something was wrong. Just now, Song Jian was even more sure that the sword spirit flew back by himself, and must have had something for him.

The so-called recasting of the body is just a superficial phenomenon. God knows how terrifying it will be once the dragon soldiers recover. If such a sword spirit is added, it is estimated that there will be no one in the entire Chenwu Continent who can control it.

Song Jian looked at Zhu Yanjing and thought about it. He would put the ore up first. He took out the black mirror and looked at it.

The mirror is inconspicuous. The whole mirror is made of bronze, with copper green on the edges and corners. However, Song Jian could feel that there was a faint flow of vitality in the mirror.

"The sealed medical life treasure criticism is now a seventh-grade magic weapon. If the seal is unsealed, it should be a holy item. A warrior needs to practice the life-cultivation period and use the Dharma energy to activate it."

Song Jian was confused by the information that flashed through his mind. What kind of magic tools, holy items, life cultivation period, and law essence are all things Song Jian had never heard of.

Song Jian touched his forehead and stopped thinking about these things. He began to recall the relevant knowledge about refining weapons, hoping to play the greatest role of the Zhu Yanjing.

At this time, the golden Iron Blood King Palace always emitted blood lights in the Iron Blood King City.

"You can't even do it if you ask you to go to the Zhao family to get back a few things! You disappoint me so much." Pang Hao, the emperor of the Iron Blood Empire, stood on the high steps and said coldly.

A middle-aged man crawled in the hall. The man's right half of his face was covered with gauze. He was the one who entered Zhao Pengzhe's home and slaughtered him in a large amount of time and was finally bitten by Zhao Pengzhe.

"Your Majesty calmed down," the iron-blooded guard was trembling all over his body, "Your Majesty, at the last moment, I will succeed, but Song Jian suddenly appeared and took the storage bag from Zhao Pengzhe. Zhu Yanjing and the Medical Life Treasure Mirror must be in the storage bag."

"Waste, what's the point of keeping you? Song Jian stood in front of you, you couldn't catch him." Pang Hao turned around coldly, raised his hand, and a true energy shot out from the ring on his finger.

With a "bang", the iron blood guard's forehead exploded.

"Come!" Pang Hao shouted in a deep voice.

Two guards wearing blood-colored armor walked into the door.

"How is the investigation?" Pang Hao asked.

"Go back to Your Majesty, Song Jian was poisoned when he was young and could not cultivate his true energy. Until he was sixteen years old, he suddenly untie his own poison and practiced extremely fast. In just two years, he had gone from an ordinary person to the current first-level warrior of the Void Realm." One man lowered his head and replied.

Another Iron Blood Guard continued: "From Song Jian's previous battles, this person has a very sharp perception and can avoid danger in advance. More importantly, he has a centipede animal pet, which is extremely fast to escape the ground. Even if... even a senior at the Divine Brave Realm can't catch up."

The two Iron Blood Guards answered carefully, and they didn't dare to take a look at the bodies of their comrades next to them.

Pang Hao pondered for a moment and said, "There is such a person in my Iron Blood King City. Does he have relatives and friends?"

One of them said: "Yes, but although he was born in the palace of the Song Dynasty of the Han Dynasty, he had a bad relationship with the people in the palace. If it were relatives, there should be two, one was his little maid, Cai'er, and the other was his cousin, Xia You."

"Where are these two people now?" Pang Hao said.

"Cai'er was taken as the goddaughter by Zhou Shutong, vice president of the Alchemist Guild, to help the Alchemist Guild manage finances. Xia You, if the investigation is correct, should have been taken in by Leng Qiu, the leader of the Rose Mercenary Corps." The iron blood guard said.

"Oh? Leng Qiu? Is that mysterious alien woman?" A cold light flashed in Pang Hao's eyes.

“That’s right.”

Pang Hao knocked on the table and said, "Okay! Send all the elite guards to find Leng Qiu. The charge is the person from the demon clan. At the same time, it makes a sound to let Song Jian know that her cousin has been besieged by us. At the same time, secretly monitor the Alchemist Guild and don't let that little maid go."

"But..." Tiexuewei obviously had concerns.

"Go!" Pang Hao's face darkened.

"yes!"

Two Iron Blood Guards withdrew from the hall.

A trace of light is struggling in the sky, trying to break through the dawn...
Chapter completed!