Killing the Tibetan base, killing the living without patience, killing the fighting, killing the long battle, killing the child without harm -- the Tianxuan Star in the Lingtai Zhihai Sea exudes a cold and dark brilliance. Zhang Qi's divine consciousness will invaded the white bone spear, urging it to wither and decay, and it was unstoppable. The Bone Spear trembled irregularly, let out a terrified scream, and soon fell silent.

The sergeant, trembling, struggled. used to be a high master, but now he is an ant about to be crushed to death. How fortunate it is to be born as a spirit under chance! How arrogant and arrogant, not knowing the height of the sky, and forgetting one's roots, how sad! Fat Hei said it well, they are just the same kind, not partners.

The sergeant screamed and struggled, and his body collapsed and dissolved. Finally, it turned into a puff of green smoke and drifted towards the mountain peak. The white bone spear was repeatedly tempered by the divine consciousness that was raised, and finally took on a bronze color, containing terrifying evil intent. In the future, as Zhang Qiyi pointed out, this spear will be invincible, and it will be returned when it sees blood.

"Your name: Redemption!" Zhang Qi struck the soul brand on the spear, and decided on the name with a single thought. The bronze-colored spear hummed and trembled, as if cheering for a new life, and as Zhang Qi moved, it shrank and turned into a streamer, entering Zhang Qi's spiritual platform, and clinging to the Tianxuan star.

The Divine Spear of Redemption, which was originally a positioning magic weapon for sealing the Great Array, was forcibly taken out by the sergeant who was transformed by the spirit of the array. Unexpectedly, it was seized by Zhang Qi, and he inadvertently used the divine thought of aggression like fire to refine it into a spiritual treasure blank.

Just now, just one sergeant almost killed himself, and Zhang Qi became more and more vigilant. However, there is no way back but to move forward bravely and act again. The distance from the gray-white Great Wall is getting closer and closer, and along the way, there is no danger or obstruction, but Zhang Qi's heart is even more uneasy.

The exit, just ahead, can be opened, but it can no longer climb up. There is an invisible, membrane that covers the exit, blocking the two worlds. Zhang Qi tried to break this membrane, but at most it made this membrane appear uneven and could not cause any damage.

Fish can never rush out of the water, well frogs, it is impossible to jump out of the well. Is this the rule? Is this fate? Zhang Qi is unwilling, but he is unwilling, but he cannot change his fate or change the rules. At least now, I can't do anything about it.

The space in front of me suddenly rippled like a lake. There was a small black dot that fluttered in the water of the lake and sank. Zhang stared vigilantly at the small black dot, gradually shortened his breath, and grabbed the hand of the pillar, because of the excessive force, the muscles and veins were convex. His body trembled slightly, and his eyes were moist.

In the canoe on the Blood River, Zhuang Lao Shi and his wife stood quietly, staring at the mountain peaks in the distance. The white-haired fisherman sat on the bow of the boat and said worriedly: "He, how can he control the ruin-breaking knife--- love him, don't harm him---"

Mrs. Zhuang Laoshi, hearing this, turned her head and glared at the white-haired fisherman. His face was angry, but he still didn't speak, and turned his head to stare again, but his hands were clasped together, revealing the same worry and anxiety. "That's just a faint projection of the ruin breaking knife, mustard, used to it---- he wants to go out to see--- how can I brush his wish---" Zhuang Lao Shi said lightly, in addition to worry, there was also expectation in his eyes.

Zhang Qi jumped up, reached out and held the knife in his hand. Familiar, warm, sad, exciting--- like a dream, all kinds of flavors come to my heart. In an instant, the invisible membrane on the head became extremely clear in the eyes. The warp and weft threads are densely intertwined in a complex way, weaving into a --- heavenly coat!

What shocked Zhang Qi even more was that each longitude and latitude thread was actually a dark, independent space. Inside, there were countless corpses floating. There are humanoids, demon shapes, alien shapes---- as well as dead grass and trees, broken magic weapons, meteorites----

It's as if these things, at some point, are frozen. For endless years, it has never changed and is immortal. Perhaps, it is precisely because of these things that this heavenly robe can bind the Azure Star and not be destroyed. This heavenly garment, unknown! Perhaps, that is, the sky blue star, the shroud!

Thoughts flowed, thoughts fluttered, and Zhang Qi immersed himself in his own speculation. It wasn't until the sword in his hand made a strong vibration that he woke up. The sword became, as if it had just been taken out of the furnace, red and hot, emitting a sharp light that was almost unbearable for him.

Zhang Qi clearly felt that he only had the power of a knife. This is the last chance, otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable and uncontrollable. Zhang Qi stared at the top, nervous, tangled, and didn't dare to draw this knife.

The Blood Waterfall erupted again, and the blood river suddenly surged, pushing the canoe into the air. The three people in the boat, all standing straight, stared into the distance. Mrs. Zhuang Lao Shi even covered her hands to her mouth, afraid that she would not be able to control herself, so she screamed and cried. But they saw it, and they opened it up, and they laughed!

After this knife, no matter whether it succeeds or fails, the ending is still, unknowable, and unsupportable. That being the case, what else is there to fear. I have gone further, seen more, experienced more than everyone else, but what are I afraid of losing?

Those floating things must have been unimaginably strong back then. Back then, or amazed that era, or dominated that world, or left endless legends------ at a certain moment, bloomed, the fragrance of an instant, silently sinking here, death is eternal.

The efforts of the work have been done, so let this knife be as you like, as you like, as you like. He smiled and swung his sword. Instinctively, not to cut, but, to pick, against a knot, lightly picked.

This garment is woven to perfection. Although ominous, as a craftsman, Zhang Qi is still reluctant to destroy it. A lifetime of experience in weaving, Zhang Qi quickly found the knot, which is the knot at the end of the thread. Pick the thread, and the heavenly clothes will be exposed, seams.

The red light filled the sky, and the roar was earth-shattering. The sword completed this perfect pick, and quickly shattered and dissipated. Zhang Qi felt that his heart, too, was broken. It is not the contempt knife that is shattered, but the mood and emotions of that life. You, quietly come and quietly leave, once owned, will eventually be lost.

The huge pillars suddenly began to peel off and collapse in large areas. The abyss erupted abruptly, a fierce cold mist. The giant shook the collapsed pillar and froze. "This kid actually touched the cold marrow of one of the nine wells!" Zhuang Lao Shi smiled bitterly and said, "Mustard, rush out!" Old Madam Zhuang couldn't hold back anymore and shouted sharply.