The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 163 The Law of Destruction
Tang Wan'er pouted, didn't Zhao Chen even have time to have a meal with her?

On top of the Demon Realm Cube, Zhao Chen is researching the Demon Realm Small Cube. As long as the Demon Realm is rich in energy, it can split many Demon Realm Small Cubes.

"How much spiritual energy can this small magic cube store?" Zhao Chen asked.

"It has something to do with the absorption time. There is no bottom line. At present, this small magic cube has stored about 30 aura points."

Zhao Chen took a deep breath. In future battles, there is no need to worry about the depletion of spiritual energy. Of course, the small cube in the Demon Realm can not only store spiritual energy, but also the power of the soul. This is even more perverted!
You must know that the price of the soul stone and the elixir to replenish the soul are very high.

Zhao Chen pondered for a moment, he should be able to attack the golden core.

The small magic cube can provide aura and soul power when he hits, which is much stronger than the effect of the pill, because the small magic cube can control the output.

Much more stable than pills.

However, Zhao Chen is still planning to wait until the Fangshi and the base are built before starting to break through. There should be plenty of time by then.

Zhao Chen sat down to meditate, the more stable his cultivation base, the higher the chance of breaking through.

Time passed slowly, Tang Wan'er went to eat alone, but she was surprised, her favorite dish on weekdays was not tasty at all, it felt weird.

After becoming a cultivator, has the sense of taste changed?
After a few mouthfuls, Tang Wan'er paid the bill, and when she returned home, Luo was still sleeping, Tang Wan'er thought about it, and decided to go to the temple first.

After arriving at the temple, Tang Wan'er glanced around, only the descendants of gods and demons were under the stone pillars, with some rather complicated formulas written on them, and Tian Xie was guiding him.

Suddenly Tang Wan'er looked towards the Demon Cube, and could clearly feel Zhao Chen's aura.

"Zhao Chen!"

Tang Wan'er shouted, Zhao Chen opened his eyes, and stopped stabilizing his cultivation.

Appeared next to Tang Wan'er in an instant.

"Did you bring me something to eat?" Zhao Chen asked.

Tang Wan'er was speechless for a moment.

"Why do you want to eat?" Tang Wan'er lost her temper, and a few strands of her hair turned purple. She can control her anger now.

Zhao Chen stared at Tang Wan'er's hair, what kind of breath was it just now?
"Zhao Chen, why are you staring at me?" Tang Wan'er frowned, what happened to Zhao Chen?

"do not move."

Zhao Chen gently grabbed a few strands of Tang Wan'er's beautiful hair.

Tang Wan'er blushed, she quickly dodged, very fast.

"Wan'er, try to get angry again." Zhao Chen felt something strange.

Tang Wan'er was dumbfounded.

"Zhao Chen, what do you mean?" Tang Wan'er looked confused.

"The breath on your body was very strange just now, let me check it for you." Zhao Chen said truthfully.

"But, I'm not angry anymore." Tang Wan'er smiled wryly.

"You think about something that makes you angry."

Tang Wan'er pouted, remembering that Zhao Chen didn't accompany her to eat at night, her anger rose instantly. This time, all her beautiful hair turned purple.

"I go!"

Some time ago, Tang Wan'er's hair changed color and she had no combat power at all. Now it's different, a faint aura of destruction appeared.

"law!"

Tang Wan'er comprehended the law of destruction?

"Wan'er, try punching me."

Tang Wan'er was taken aback, Zhao Chen wanted to try her strength?
"Then I will use all my strength!" Tang Wan'er's eyes sank, and she raised her small fist and threw it at Zhao Chen.

With a punch, a hole appeared in Zhao Chen's T-shirt made of god-monster metal, Tang Wan'er punched him back several meters, and blood spattered from his chest.

"Zhao Chen!"

Tang Wan'er was startled, she hurriedly rushed to Zhao Chen's side, tears flashed instantly, she never thought that Zhao Chen would be wounded with a single punch.

"I'll go, the repair is so slow?"

"Zhao Chen, what should I do? Go find a doctor." Tang Wan'er was so frightened that she trembled all over.

"It's okay, a little injury, it will heal after a while." Zhao Chen didn't expect Tang Wan'er's destructive aura to be so terrifying.

Shenmo Metal began to mend his shirt, but Zhao Chen's wound would probably take an hour to fully heal. If he changed to a Foundation Establishment Dzogchen monk, he would probably be seriously injured.

Zhao Chen helped Tang Wan'er wipe the blood off her small fist.

"Wan'er, you are a monk now. When your hair grows purple, there will be destructive power. It is a law that the combat power will skyrocket. You must learn to control this power in the future. You must not use it on ordinary people."

Tang Wan'er nodded obediently, how could Zhao Chen be so stupid to use himself for experiments.

"Does it hurt?" Tang Wan'er asked gently.

Zhao Chen sat down gently.

"It hurts a little bit. When you came to the temple just now, why did you look unhappy? What happened?" The flesh and blood on Zhao Chen's chest began to squirm slowly. One thousand enemies, eight hundred self-inflicted losses.

Fortunately, there is very little destructive power left on him, otherwise it would be troublesome.

Tang Wan'er sat beside Zhao Chen.

"Idiot, hurry up and heal your wounds." Tang Wan'er lowered her head, she never thought that she would become so powerful that she could injure Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen closed his eyes and concentrated on healing.

An hour later, Zhao Chen opened his eyes, touched his chest, and the injury had healed.

"Ok?"

Tang Wan'er stayed by Zhao Chen's side all the time.

Zhao Chen nodded.

"So fast..." Tang Wan'er was dumbfounded, and wanted to lift Zhao Chen's sympathy shirt, but found it strange that the sympathy shirt seemed to be alive.

Zhao Chen lifted the t-shirt by himself, the wound had healed, Tang Wan'er stretched out her little hand to touch it.

"Zhao Chen, did I absorb too much of your strength and make you weaker?" Tang Wan'er's heart sank, Zhao Chen must have lied, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to practice secretly by herself and didn't even eat with her .

"How come, in a few days, I will attack the golden core, and then I will become very strong." Zhao Chen smiled slightly, looking forward to it, when he breaks through the golden core, he will be able to fly!
"Jindan?"

Zhao Chen began to explain: "The cultivation levels of the mortal world are Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, Nascent Soul, Transforming God, Fusion, Crossing Tribulation, Mahayana, Wan'er should be in the late stage of Qi refining, and I am the foundation building master. Consummation, one step away from breaking through the golden core."

Tang Wan'er wrote it down carefully, is she the weakest cultivator now?
"Zhao Chen, you said that after my hair changes color, what kind of destructive power does it have, and what is the law?"

"The power of destruction is your law, and my law is devouring. Only gods can comprehend it, or pass it on. Our law should belong to the inheritance."

Tang Wan'er nodded.

Suddenly Tang Wan'er's stomach growled a few times.

"Wan'er, haven't you eaten yet?" No wonder Tang Wan'er didn't bring him a meal.

Tang Wan'er was extremely embarrassed.

"I ate a little bit, I don't know how to do it, I have no appetite at all, and the food has become unpalatable."

Zhao Chen couldn't help laughing, Tang Wan'er's appetite seemed to have changed after she became a cultivator, so why didn't his appetite change at all?

Maybe he's not a picky eater?

(End of this chapter)