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Several guards roared at Madman Chu.

But Madman Chu ignored them at all. When he raised his hand, hundreds of guards were blown away by an invisible force.

Madman Chu came to the soul fruit tree like a stroller.

With a move of his mind, he plucked all the fruits one by one.

"Hey, Tsing Yi, don't you have the Qiankun Ring?" Kuangren Chu glanced at Tsing Yi, and found that the other party was holding the lower god's deity and the pile of letters in his hands, and his hands were so busy that he could only put his sword in his waist.

Tsing Yi was a little puzzled, "Qian Kun Jie, what is that?"

Madman Chu recalled it.

In Cang's memory, he did not find such a thing as the Qiankun Ring.

In this era, the Qiankun Ring has not yet been invented.

Not only the Qiankun Ring, but also alchemy, formations, and runes, these auxiliary methods of practice are still in the enlightenment stage.

Madman Chu was thoughtful, since he didn't have the Qiankun Ring, he found a sack and stuffed these soul fruits into it.

Beside him, Tsing Yi couldn't help but be dumbfounded, each of these soul fruits is extremely precious to the Divine Sense Tribe, but Madman Chu stuffed them into the sack right away.

After taking the practice method and the soul fruit, Madman Chu left the Divine Sense Tribe with Tsing Yi. Along the way, after some fanatics learned that he killed the gods, they wanted to seek revenge from him regardless of the difference in strength.

"You blasphemer, you must die."

"Give me the soul fruit."

"You bastard, what kind of fetish is the soul fruit, and it is actually stuffed directly into the sack, what a waste of money, you are a thousand knives."

Facing the verbal abuse and accusations from the people in the tribe, Madman Chu ignored them from the beginning to the end, without any emotion.

Some people who wanted to seek revenge from him couldn't even get close to him, so they were directly crushed into balls of powder by his thoughts.

"Tsing Yi, do you regret it?"

Kuangren Chu looked at Tsing Yi who looked unnaturally beside him and said.

The other party grew up here, and now, together with him, he betrayed the Divine Sense Tribe, so he thought that the other party would have some psychological burden in his heart.

Tsing Yi shook his head and said: "I'm alone here, following the young master is my only choice, I don't regret it."

When he was very young, Tsing Yi's parents were killed because they contradicted the gods, so Tsing Yi did not have a good impression of the gods.

The heart is even more resistant to this tribe that worships gods.

He had long wanted to leave.

"Just, are you really the young master?"

Tsing Yi looked at Madman Chu and said doubtfully.

No matter how dull he was, he could feel the change in Chu Kuangren. In just a few months, from an old young master who was bullied to killing a god with ease, this change is too incredible.

"Oh, as long as you are willing, I will always be your young master."

Madman Chu chuckled, looked at Tsing Yi and said with a chuckle.

Tsing Yi looked at Kuangren Chu, and from the eyes of the other party, he saw sincerity and did not feel any hostility.

In the end, he could only put his doubts behind him.

No matter how great the changes are, the young master is still his young master. His only choice now is to follow the man in front of him.

Soon, the two left the Divine Sense Tribe.

And the news of the death of a god quickly spread to Shenshan.

The main god of ice and snow in the holy mountain got the news, and showed great interest, "A human race like an ant who was imprinted by me with the cold pattern can suddenly kill the gods. It's interesting, really interesting."

Soon, news spread from the mountain.

Cang was on the blacklist of the gods.

After all, in this era, few dare to kill gods.

Chapter 768: Making the Qiankun Ring, Yanwu Tribe, self-directed and self-acted

The news of Chu's madman killing God spread at an extremely fast speed.

Soon, Cang's name spread throughout most of the sky stars. Apart from the gods who regarded him as an enemy, people in the human race also paid attention to him.

"Heh, it's really brave to dare to kill the gods, but the gods will not let go of a guy who dares to kill the gods."

"It's exciting."

"Perhaps this person can be pulled into the Nishen Pavilion."

The sky star is now dominated by gods. Although there is a dark tide underneath, the surface is still calm.

The news of the Chu madman's killing of gods caused ripples like a stone falling into a calm lake.

……

"Congratulations to the host for getting a copy of the inheritance of a legendary refiner."

Hearing the sound of the fantasy roulette in his ears, Madman Chu couldn't help showing a satisfied smile, "It's not bad to inherit the weapon refining."

In the current Cang Qiongxing, except for Qi refining, the rest of the cultivation aids are almost still in the process of enlightenment.

His refining method is unparalleled in this era, and it will have a great effect on his future actions.

Looking at Tsing Yi with a pile of luggage on his back, Madman Chu felt that it was most important to use this method to refine a Universe Ring first.

"Tsing Yi, you wait here."

The figure of Madman Chu disappeared instantly.

After a while, he came back.

In his hand, he still held some ore.

"Young master, what are you doing with a pile of stones?"

"Heh, these stones are of great use."

The corners of Madman Chu's lips curled up slightly. These ores are called Zangkong Stones, and they are the main materials used to refine the Qiankun Ring.

These ores are now distributed all over the place, and they are not too rare.

It's just that the refining tool has not been popularized yet, so not many people have noticed the value of this ore.

With a thought in Chu Kuangren's mind, a ball of flames emerged from his palm.

It was a flame driven by thoughts.

Although it is not as good as the Phoenix Fire, but with the power of the madman Chu, its temperature is so high that there are few other fires in the sky that can match it.

The hidden space stone gradually melted in his palm.

Gradually a ring is formed.

Madman Chu is injecting thought power into it to open up the space.

Soon, a Universe Ring was created.

"Here, throw your luggage in here." Madman Chu explained to Tsing Yi how to use the Qiankun Ring.

Tsing Yi took the ring, but still couldn't help being suspicious.

This small ring, is it really that powerful?

He aimed the ring at his heart, injected spiritual power into it, and after a flash of light, all the luggage in front of him disappeared.

"This this this..."

Tsing Yi opened his mouth wide, and couldn't speak for a long time.

With a thought, Chu Kuangren knocked the opponent on the head.

"Come on."

"It's amazing!" Tsing Yi said in amazement, touching the Qiankun Ring in his hand, his eyes sparkled, as if he had found a treasure.

"A fuss."

Madman Chu shook his head and chuckled.

With Tsing Yi's cultivation base, in future generations, he can have as many Qiankun Rings as he wants, but in this era, the value of this possibly unique Qiankun Ring is estimated to be no less than a Taoist artifact.

"It seems that in order to grow the human race, it is necessary for me to set off a technological revolution here, such as alchemy, weapon refining, runes, formations... Anyway, I know it, so let's pass it on here." Madman Chu murmured.

He has thought clearly.

Now that we have come to this era, we must do something.

"Tsing Yi, tell me, how about I come to be the king of the human race?"

Madman Chu said suddenly.

Tsing Yi, who was still playing with the Qiankun Ring, couldn't help being stunned when he heard his words, "Young master, are you kidding me?"

Although the human race at this time was weak on the surface, as far as he knew, there seemed to be many strong people hidden in the dark.

Be the king of the entire human race.

This kind of thing, maybe even the gods can't do it.

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

"The young master is king, then I will be your bodyguard, and I will remove all obstacles for the young master!" Tsing Yi said seriously.

"Your strength is not enough."

"I will work hard to become stronger."

"I believe you."

Madman Chu took Tsing Yi with him and continued on his way.

As for where the destination is, it is not yet clear.

Madman Chu has a vague plan in his heart, but if he wants to implement it, he needs a place where he can stand firmly.

……

a woods.

Madman Chu and Tsing Yi were leaning against the tree.

Madman Chu was gnawing on a gray fruit in his hand. It was a soul fruit, and it was also the No. 70 four soul fruits he gnawed.

Under the nourishment of dozens of soul fruits, his soul power has become much stronger than before. In terms of soul power alone, it is estimated that in the realm of the little Taoist master, few can match him.

The power of thought he can use has also increased a lot.

"Young master, the Yanwu tribe is ahead."

"Yanwu tribe, oh, I have a little impression, one of the top ten tribes of the human race, there are many practitioners in the tribe, right?" Chu Kuang said.

"Correct."

There are quite a few human tribes on Cang Qiong today, but the ten most powerful ones are the ten tribes, and some of these tribes blindly believe in gods, just like the divine thoughts tribe, and most of them are god believers.

However, some tribes have discovered the true meaning of power through practice, and have gradually put an end to blind worship of gods.

The Yanwu tribe is one of them.

"Then let's pay a visit. If it's suitable, maybe we will stay here temporarily."

Madman Chu laughed.

Just when the two were about to go to the tribe, Chu Kuangren suddenly sensed something, stopped and said, "Wait a minute."

"Master, what's wrong?"

"There is a breath of gods, not far from here."

Madman Chu's current perception of the emperor's thoughts can completely cover the entire sky star, but he usually restrains himself and doesn't do that.

After all, whoever has nothing to do will keep the perception turned on.

But even if the perception is not turned on all the time, Madman Chu is still very sensitive to strange auras within a certain range.

"Three thousand miles away."