Survival In the End of the World

Even if he was seriously injured, or even saved his life, as long as he kissed Fangze, he could die with a smile on his face.

But the reality is very cruel, the difference in strength and status, the difference in appearance, strength, charm, etc., even if one is really a heroine, it is difficult to achieve one's wish.

Fairy tales are always fairy tales, and the stories of Cinderella and Prince Charming can only bring some psychological comfort to people.

Chen Yi carried the Piaoxue Sword and walked forward silently, took a deep breath of the fresh air, looked at the slowly rising Chuyang, thought about life, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Aww!"

When he just walked in front of the ruins, a vigorous beast suddenly jumped out of the pit on the side of the road, staring at scarlet eyes, and exuding a strong stench from his mouth.

Swish Swish Swish!

In an instant, bright flashes of light flashed across. The mutated leopard, which wanted to eat people very much, had already been cut into a pile of minced meat before it could bite.

"Brother Yi! Are you okay!"

The guard who was following behind was stunned for a moment, and rushed to the front, staring at his reddish eyes, very nervous.

"It's okay, it's just a little leopard. I took it home and roasted it for everyone. I don't know how it tastes."

Chen Yi smiled lightly and waved his hands, signaling them not to be nervous, he had nothing to do.

"Hush."

When their attention shifted to the magic leopard on the ground, Chen Yi turned around and let out a long breath, so that he was not bitten. It was really unexpected.

If the Piaoxue sword was not sharp enough and his own reaction ability was fast enough, he would probably be bitten through and his neck would be torn apart in one bite, which is extremely dangerous.

"Wow! This is a fourth-order mutant beast! Brother Yi is too strong! It's unreasonable!"

"It's more than unreasonable. I thought I could protect Brother Yi, but I didn't expect a little man to be so strong."

"Don't think about it, this is even better than Sister Miao Qing, please work harder in the future. Try to become a real strong."

Hearing the noise and debate of the crowd, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yi's mouth. In terms of strength, removing bloodline skills is indeed what they said.

It's okay to hang Sister Miao and Sister Qing'er at the same time, but after using the skill, let alone hitting two at the same time, if you hit one, you will be bullied until you cry and beg for mercy.

"Hope, do you know what material this Piaoxue Sword is made of? Why do I feel something is wrong?"

Chen Yi asked in his heart, such a sharp long sword, killing fourth-order zombies is the same as chopping vegetables, without a trace of blood, could the ancients really forge it?

"The bone of a god emperor, one of the strongest materials in the universe."

"What? The bones of the god emperor? Are you sure?"

Chen Yi was stunned immediately, looking at the Piaoxue sword exuding cold air in his hand, he felt that something was wrong, the bone sword of the god emperor level should not be so weak.

"Sure, the soul of the sword has passed away, and the level of the sword has also been knocked down, leaving only the immortal complete sword body."

"Well, it turns out to be a sword with a story. It must have experienced many battles before. I hope, is there a way to restore this sword?"

Chen Yi pursed his dry thin lips, and gently stroked the smooth and cold blade with his hands. If the immortal sword can be restored to its original state, it must be very powerful.

"Use this sword to chop up the energy spar, let it absorb energy, and the sword heart of the sword god."

"Hope, what is the sword heart of God? And how many energy spars will be used to restore it to the original state."

"One billion ninth-order crystals, and 10,000 catties of water of life are needed to warm and nourish the sword soul. Jianxin is the god who cultivates swords and achieves Tao. Thousands of sword hearts are enough."

"Hope, is it that scary? One billion ninth-level crystals, the entire God-given land can't cultivate a ninth-level powerhouse, so you have to kill a billion ninth-level powerhouses!"

Chen Yi stared into his bright starry eyes, he was shocked, he didn't expect this sword to be so strong.

"This sword is restored to its original state. The breath alone can destroy this universe. A ninth-level powerhouse can kill billions of people with a single sword. The number is useless."

"Understood, the ninth level is only the powerhouse of the low-level planet, and the higher civilization, there will be more powerful gods, and there are more unknown secrets."

Chen Yi let out a long breath, his star pupils were full of knowledge, he was just a frog in a well, he couldn't be lazy like this anymore, he had to do his best to study technology.

Mining the nearby planets, evolving to the highest level, training batches of scientists, researching interstellar warships, and ruling the entire God-given land as soon as possible, this is the real business.

"Brother, where did you go?"

Li Miao'er stretched out her small hands to hug her, hugged her fair neck tightly, and clamped her calf between her soft waist, she was as cute as a kitten.

"Go out for a while, Meow, where's your Zhanshen Saber? Take it out and compare it with Piaoxue Sword."

Chen Yi walked to the lounge with his petite and cute sister Meow in his arms, a faint smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Yi, can this kind of antique sword compare with Zhanshen? It won't be cut off with a single blow, right?"

Ye Qing'er sat over with a steaming steamed bun, with a soft smile floating on her beautiful pretty face, she didn't need to think about it at all, with the sharpness of cutting the gods.

It should not be difficult to cut off this flashy antique sword, after all, it is a rare natal artifact.

"Brother, are you sure you want to try?"

Li Miao'er blinked her beautiful eyes with a mischievous smile on her face. If such a beautiful long sword was really cut off, it would really hurt my heart.

"Well, try to see if you can cut it off."

As Chen Yi said, he gently pushed Sister Meow away, and directly pulled out the chilling Piaoxue Sword. The Immortal Excalibur should not be easily damaged.

"Brother, don't cry if you break it. I won't give you a new sword."

Li Miao'er raised her moist cherry mouth, and a playful smirk appeared on her small face. She took her own Zhan Shenjian and tried to draw it, ready to test it.

"Meow, don't worry, brother won't be angry."

Chen Yi nodded confidently. If it was really cut off, it means that this sword is nothing more than that.

Clang!

click

Li Miao'er held the Piaoxue Sword and chopped down with the God-Chopping Knife with one hand, only to hear a crisp sound of gold and stone colliding, and the small cherry mouth instantly opened wide.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The cool and dazzling Zhanshen Dao was broken into two pieces, and the blade was still twitching, as if struggling, and it seemed that he didn't understand why.

"Hahaha Meow, this is an immortal artifact. It was not forged by the ancients at all. It is impossible for the Zhanshen Saber to beat this sword."

Chen Yi and Sister Qing'er couldn't help laughing, the pitiful Meow Sister, the pitiful Zhanshendao, the proud and arrogant little expressions disappeared, so funny.

"Hmph! Brother, Zhanshen hasn't evolved to the strongest yet. It's just a prototype now. When it evolves to the strongest form in the future, it will be easy to cut off this broken sword!"

Li Miaoer stared at Shui Lingling's big eyes, and stuck the broken Zhanshen Knife together. The gaps visible to the naked eye instantly merged, and it was restored to its original state without a trace.