Starts With Fusing Devil Crystal

Every night, Reg's senses would be completely drained to the point where they were almost numb. The combat power that maintained the blue flame did not stop circulating. Every time Reg was exhausted and fell on the bed, he always felt a prickling pain all over his body, and his brain felt like it was being pricked by needles. He always fell asleep in a few breaths after falling down.    

    

Reg had once described this condition to Mrs. Qiangwei. Mrs. Qiangwei told Reg: This was a side effect of using up too much of his perception. It did not cause much harm to his body. As long as he rested enough, this feeling would disappear.    

    

Mrs. Qiangwei was somewhat surprised to find that although Reg only slept for three hours a day, even his eyes were bloodshot the next day, but his body and mental state were recovering very well. This made Mrs. Qiangwei exclaim from the bottom of her heart. Reg's recovery ability was too strong.    

    

Surprise was always a little surprise. Under the circumstances where Reg did not know about it, secretly attacking Mrs. Qiangwei, Mrs. Qiangwei found that she was more and more interested in taking in this disciple of hers. However, there were many surprising abilities and qualities hidden on her body.    

    

From Stranglethorn Vale to the Broken Rock Mountain Range, the two of them walked all the way here. However, it took them almost twenty days, and after more than a month of bitter cultivation... Reg's body became thinner again, but his spiritual appearance also changed. His eyes became even deeper, like a deep blue ocean, making people unable to grasp his depth.    

    

During the battle, his entire body was like a sword that had been drawn out of its sheath, radiating a cold light. Like a ball of blazing flames, the sharp spear carried a sharp aura that seemed to be able to break through everything. Normally, he would appear more and more calm. His body actually faintly gave off a great aura that was as immovable as a mountain.    

    

Reg's strength was also steadily and rapidly increasing. Although he hadn't cultivated for a long time, Reg's strength had already improved tremendously. He had vaguely reached the level of the Level Four Mad Battle Master, which made Reg very pleasantly surprised.    

    

Mrs. Qiangwei could naturally feel the changes in Reg. She was also a little surprised in her heart, and her evaluation of Reg had also increased by a few points.    

    

"The valley ahead is our destination. I'm afraid there should be quite a number of people at this time..."    

    

She turned her head to look at Reg. Mrs. Qiangwei took out a mask from her Space Ring and handed it to Reg. "You should wear this mask first. Our identity should not be revealed to them for the time being."    

    

Reg naturally did not have any objections. In any case, under such circumstances, he was just an audience member who was waiting and watching. It did not matter whether he showed his face or not. Furthermore, Reg wasn't interested in those things that could be remembered by others.    

    

It was also a silver mask, but the patterns on the mask didn't form a purple rose, but a green Qingzhu.    

    

Although Reg was a little surprised that Mrs. Qiangwei had more than one mask on her, he did not ask. He reached out his hand to take the Azure Bamboo Mask and put it on his face.    

    

Mrs. Qiangwei looked at Reg who was wearing the Azure Bamboo Mask with satisfaction, and Reg who was wearing the silver mask. Combined with the calm and immovable aura on his body, however, he looked mysterious. The elegance of Qingzhu on the mask seemed to be tailor-made for him.    

    

"This mask suits you quite well... During this period of time, I will call you Qingzhu. You should still call me Mrs. Qiangwei."    

    

Reg smiled and said, "Okay, madam."    

    

...    

    

In an unknown mountain cave outside Holy Light City, Siegerland looked at Tadlin who was sitting on the ground. He sneered and said. : "I have already sent a message to the Mercenary Guild, I want your life. When I find him, he is a Fighter. I will definitely pay attention to this news. "    

    

Tadlin looked at Siegerland with a mocking expression. "Why don't you leave your seat and send someone to find you?"    

    

Siegerland's expression changed slightly, but then he snorted and said, "You want to provoke me, right? Don't even think about it, even though it has been so long. If the Odin Sword Sect knew my position, they wouldn't let me go either. Now that my strength has been greatly reduced, how could I be caught in a trap? "    

    

After a pause, Siegerland stared at Tadlin and said in a flat tone, "Before I find that disciple of yours, I won't let you die... But if you must die, I will not stop you. I believe that, regardless of whether you are dead or not, as long as he knows that you are in my hands... He'll come after me."    

    

Tadlin looked at Siegerland with anger in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do. Although Tadlin had decent strength, in Siegerland's eyes... Siegerland wanted to kill Tadlin. It's just a matter of stretching a finger.    

    

Siegerland looked at Tadlin's angry eyes, but there was a sense of satisfaction in his eyes. His only goal now was to find Reg, then use the cruelest method to kill him and avenge Dice.    

    

Feeling the sharp killing intent from Siegerland, Tadlin slowly closed his eyes and muttered in his heart, "Reg, you must not appear, do not be impulsive..."