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Chapter 72 Ancient Battlefield

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    "Ahem, heaven knows, earth knows, you know me, do you understand?"

    Jimo waved the knife, threatening the two of them.

    The fact that I am from another world cannot be spread, otherwise who knows what troubles will be caused, maybe some evil monks will catch him and treat him as a guinea pig for research.

    For the sake of their own safety, they naturally shut up Huineng and Fan Jingxing.

    "Understood, I understand. Mr. Ji, don't worry, I won't reveal it even if I die."

    Fan Jingxing swore his oath firmly, and swore the poisonous oath on the spot.

    But Huineng showed a bewildered expression, "Mr. Ji, what are you talking about? Just now, my mind was too far away, and I don't know anything."

    Playing stupid and pretending to be stupefied, this old bald donkey has already mastered it.

    "It's okay! Show!"

    Fan Jingxing felt that he had to learn more from Huineng in the future.

    No wonder it is said that a smart head does not grow hair. The IQ of this bald donkey is indeed more than a little higher than his own.

    "Haha, just kidding, just kidding. What comes from another world, it's just a joke, it can't be taken seriously."

    Seeing that the two knew each other, Ji Mo immediately changed into a smiling face, and put the knife back.

    This is a bad face and a red face, old acting skills!

    Hui Neng and Fan Jingxing could only laugh apologetically, telling themselves in their hearts that they would have to walk on eggshells in everything in the future, and they must not think or talk too much about Mr. Ji.

    After packing up the mink fur, Jimo led the two of them to move on.

    Because he feels that the environment here is very likely to find what he needs, the special herb that can completely heal Ali.

    Another place in the ruins.

    Hong Qiantu carefully looked around, trying to find an exit to leave here.

    He is one of the few people who is not blinded by greed, does not covet the treasures of this place, and only wants to leave.

    Because Jimo was reminded before that Hong Qiantu was squeezed out by those allies, and he was not a human being.

    In this dangerous place where danger is ubiquitous, without the help of companions, it is really difficult to move an inch.

    Not only have to deal with possible monsters, but also keep an eye out for monks with malicious intentions.

    Some people are extremely insidious, and they specialize in black hands against monks who are alone, murdering them for money.

    If it weren't for Hong Qiantu's two brushes, I'm afraid it has already been explained here.

    "Mr. Ji really does not deceive me. This is not like the tomb of the White Emperor, but more like an ancient battlefield where the White Emperor fought against the demons."

    Hong Qiantu explored an area and found the corpses of many strong demons, and had an objective guess about this place in his heart.

    For this reason, he felt that his future was unpredictable, and he didn't know if he could leave alive.

    "Epic Weapon!"

    Not far away, someone suddenly shouted, as if they had found some good treasure.

    I saw a dazzling glow flashing towards Hong Qiantu's position.

    If it was normal, epic weapons would be automatically delivered to the door, he would have been delighted.

    At this time, this is not a blessing, but a disaster.

    Many monks followed Xia Mang, chasing after them murderously.

    At this moment, Hong Qiantu's heart was hopeless, and if he didn't do well, he would become the target of being besieged by everyone.

    An epic weapon is enough to make people fight with their lives, and it will definitely get bloody.

    The thing that worried Hong Qiantu the most still happened.

    The epic weapon was wrapped in a ball of light, and it arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye, and fell directly into his hands.

    Hong Qiantu only felt a tingling pain in his palm, and a wound was cut directly.

    Blood gushed out, but in the next second, it was absorbed by the weapon in his hand.

    "This is a demon weapon, a demon soldier."

    Hong Qiantu was terrified, his whole body was cold, and he felt very bad.

    A magic soldier came to the door on his own initiative, actively absorbing his blood essence.

    This is a magic knife, about six feet long, and the whole body is jet-black. The body of the knife is engraved with patterns unique to the demons. As blood is continuously absorbed, the lines begin to bloom a bewitching blood red.

    Hong Qiantu clearly felt that a weak soul inside the blade was gradually growing.

    Is this a weapon spirit, or the remnant soul of a strong demon?

    Hong Qiantu hurriedly wanted to discard this weapon.

    However, the magic knife seemed to grow in the palm of his hand, as if it had been integrated with him, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

    His blood was flowing continuouslyBeing sucked away by the magic knife, the whole person's face gradually turned pale.

    "Hong Qiantu, hand over the weapon wisely."

    A monk rushed over, greedily looking at the magic knife, wanting to take it for himself.

    "for you!"

    Without saying a word, Hong Qiantu directly handed out the magic knife, wishing that this person would take this terrifying weapon away.

    There is definitely something wrong with this magic knife, and it contains unimaginable danger.

    "You are wise!"

    The man walked up directly and reached out to grab the magic knife.

    But at this moment, Hong Qiantu involuntarily handed out the knife, and the sharp blade directly pierced the man's heart.

    This is not Hong Qiantu's desire to kill, but the will of the Demon Saber.

    "kill!"

    The nearby monks immediately turned red-eyed, thinking that Hong Qiantu didn't want to hand over the epic weapon, so they rushed up to attack him and started to snatch it.

    Forced to helplessness, Hong Qiantu could only resist in order to protect himself.

    Under the blessing of the magic knife, he unexpectedly exploded with a power close to that of a half-step holy spirit, and slaughtered these monks.

    All the blood essence of the deceased was absorbed by the magic knife, and the blood-drenched magic knife exuded a stronger breath, and the mental fluctuations in the blade became stronger.

    "who are you?"

    Hong Qiantu's head was covered with cold sweat, because it was confirmed that the soul fluctuated in the blade, and there was a billowing devilish energy, obviously there was the soul of a strong demon clan living in it.

    "Haha, ants of the human race, kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe this emperor is in a good mood, so I will spare your life."

    In the magic knife, there was a powerful mental wave.

    These words immediately gave Hong Qiantu an electric shock.

    This guy calls himself the emperor, that is to say, he is the soul of a devil emperor.

    "I see. Are you the toad who was sacked by the Baidi?"

    Hong Qiantu suddenly remembered a legend about the White Emperor, a battle between man and devil.

    And before he judged that this place was the ancient battlefield where the White Emperor fought with the demons, it was easy to guess the identity of the other party.

    "Lai Toad? You are courting death!"

    The magic knife vibrated, frantically sucking Hong Qiantu's blood, and at the same time a deadly air eroded his soul.

    Obviously, these words completely angered the devil emperor in the sword.

    "Baidi is dead, but I am still alive, so I am the ultimate winner. As long as I recover my peak strength, the entire Xuanling world will crawl under my feet and be ruled by me. If you are interested, donate your soul and become my slave  , otherwise I will let you fall into hell forever, life would be worse than death."

    In the face of death, Hong Qiantu was very stubborn, "Just you, a toad, still want to dominate the mysterious spirit world? I advise you to keep a low profile and survive, otherwise you will end badly, and someone will take care of you.  "

    He was not afraid at all, and with the determination to die, he was ready to kill himself.

    But at this moment, he saw a familiar figure in his sight.

    Hope filled Hong Qiantu's heart.

    I am saved!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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