Even if the people at Imperial Capital want to please, and have done a little bit of work, Lei Feng has done a little bit, and Chu Qing can’t find anyone even if he wants to thank him.

However, the Sumerian Fantasy Realm was not all arranged for Chu Qing alone. Even the monks who watched the World would come here to try, and the desire for power is above all else.

Wushuang Sword Spirit’s Zhengtai looks soft, and Chu Qing quite likes the feeling of catching up with a fat leg behind him.

After walking out of the sea, the ground underneath suddenly changed, the wind of whistled past, the soft and moist land, and the sight was a golden-yellow rice field.

Along the way, Chu Qing seems to have gone through 4 seasons. Meeting half-orcs is winter, sister fox is spring, and the sea is summer, and the paddy field is autumn.

Wushuang Sword Spirit also found this, and his body shrank, hiding behind Chu Qing, only showing a pair of big wet eyes.

“I’ve never seen you so scared before, what’s wrong here?”

Chu Qing was not used to his pretending to be weak, and picked up Wushuang Sword Spirit without saying anything.

After being pierced by him, Wushuang Sword Spirit fly into a rage out of humiliation, regardless of whether to start coquettishly, “I’m just afraid, aren’t you protecting me rightly?”

As Chu Qing’s Magical Artifact, he in turn wanted Chu Qing to protect him. He couldn’t help but be a little bit uncomfortable. Wushuang Sword Spirit was too abnormal.

But he also played a treasure once, Chu Qing let go of Sword Spirit and walked with him on the footpath among the rice fields.

There is a fragrance of wheat between the nose wings, Chu Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly, the expression on his face is extremely relaxed, and Wushuang Sword Spirit also has a feeling of being empty. The body is light and fluttering, and unconsciously returns to Spirit Sword form.

This very different atmosphere attracted Chu Qing’s attention. A trace of dignity suddenly flashed on his face. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, which must not be taken lightly.

After being promoted to Shangxian, Chu Qing also felt the Spirit Qi surge within the body. Not only did the cultivation base improve, but also what the eyes could see suddenly changed.

In this seemingly quiet paddy field, Chu Qing “saw” countless transparent souls.

He stepped back slowly with the Wushuang sword in his hand, and even the Nian Long Jue worked involuntarily. The invisible enemy is the most troublesome. Chu Qing can’t capture the trajectory of the soul’s actions at all. If they are injured by them, it is estimated that it is difficult to get out.

His vigilance also made Wushuang Sword Spirit uneasy. At this moment they were surrounded by countless soul bodies, and only the soul of Chu Qing could see them.

Sword Spirit can only feel that there is a dark atmosphere around him, if he has goose bumps, he must fall all over the floor.

“Otherwise let’s run away, there is no need to be trapped here. Wen Minwu’s whereabouts are unknown, or find him first and talk again.”

Sword Spirit’s words are also for Chu Qing’s consideration. Although knowing that Sword Spirit’s original intention is not to make himself greedy for life and death, but Chu Qing’s eyes flashed a scene, Wen Minwu held his picture of him avoiding the black iron cannon, and the hand holding the sword was pinched tighter .

“Can’t retreat, you can’t see it, there is a place where I can use it. You only need to stay with me and kill these demons and monsters!”

Chu Qing stepped out, and the ground stepped deep into it. He is now a cultivation base, and there is a top grade Magical Artifact such as Wushuang sword in hand, how to face 1000 transparent ghosts, a word, war !

Wushuang Sword Spirit dismissed spiritual wisdom, completely obeyed Chu Qing’s words to kill the enemy, and the two teamed up to form a formidable formidable power!

One sword was swung and counted 100 ghosts were chopped. Scattered ashes and dispersed smoke instantly, Chu Qing in a spurt of energy continued to attack, but after a few breathing time, he swung a hundred swords!

At this moment, he felt that he and Sword Spirit’s soul had deeply trusted and intertwined with each other. This is a heart contract that is more reliable than a blood contract!

(End of this chapter)