In the center of the pit was a long black knife five feet long and two fingers wide, with a black scabbard and a handle of about seven inches, and a short black iron chain at the top. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The cold air of Sen Sen slowly emanated from its body, accompanied by the black light reflected from the ice surface, which looked extremely demonic.

Mo Chen's eyes kept flickering, although he didn't know about spiritual weapons, but there was no doubt that the black long knife in front of him was an extremely strong spiritual weapon, faintly, he even felt that the grade of this black long knife was very likely to surpass the spirit level.

"Gotta get it!" Mo Chen secretly made up his mind in his heart.

But he wouldn't be stupid enough to go straight to get the knife, because the cold air in this huge pit was far more than in the passage, and even in the entire huge pit there was a terrifying and extremely strong coercion, if he acted rashly, there was absolutely no way to live.

Mo Chen closed his eyes and began to ponder, and thoughts kept flashing through his mind.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came to Mo Chen's mind.

"Boy, the strength of this knife's mind has reached the realm of the perfection of the first thought, and it is only one step away from the second step 'Extreme Thought', with your current level, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky if you want to get it."

Mo Chen was slightly stunned, and then said, "Senior Ace, what do you think?" ”

Ace's faint thought came: "The previous owner of this black knife was extremely strong, so the idea of obtaining this knife has also increased day by day, and it has formed a machine spirit." ”

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "Machine Spirit, Senior Ace, what do you mean ......?"

Ace said: "That's right, the reason why the spirit weapon is called a spirit weapon is not because of the spirit in it, but because it has some agility, but this black knife already has its own thinking, and it has surpassed the so-called spirit weapon and reached the mysterious weapon!" And it's not a simple mystery! ”

"So if you want to subdue this black knife, brute force alone is not enough."

Mo Chen said respectfully: "I still hope that my seniors will give you advice." ”

Ace said slowly: "I came out this time to help you get this knife, so that you can have a smoother journey in the future." ”

Mo Chen hesitated for a moment and said, "However, I'm a little worried that the dean sent me to this ice cellar this time, is it to help him get this black knife?" ”

Ace's eyes widened, and a powerful momentum that seemed to shatter the sky exploded: "He dares!" If I dare to rob you of this black knife, I will definitely make that little baby regret living in this world! ”

Mo Chen was slightly stunned, and then said with a wry smile in his heart: "With the long time that Ace's predecessors have survived, it is not an exaggeration to call the dean a little baby. ”

Ace's thoughts continued: "Boy, if you want the black knife to recognize you as the master, first you have to communicate with it with your mind, show your kindness, and then say your intentions. ”

"Before acting, I will first suppress the thoughts around this black knife to the range you can bear, if something happens, remember not to lose an inch, calm down."

"Boy understands." Mo Chen nodded slightly and said.

As soon as the words fell, a monstrous thought instantly descended on the giant pit, and then Ace's voice came: "Go." ”

Mo Chen's footsteps stomped lightly, landed down, and began to move slowly towards the black knife.

"Although Ace suppressed the thoughts around me, it still made me feel a little uncomfortable, and I thought it was to hone my thoughts." Mo Chen was secretly worried in his heart.

Sen Sen's cold air hit Mo Chen's body, and layers of frost suddenly appeared on it, and even his eyebrows appeared with ice ballast, and his eyelashes became dotted.

Trample! Trample! Trample!

Mo Chen slowly closed his eyes, silently operated the Ice Heart Technique in his body, and began to transfer spiritual power again and again, so that the speed of qi and blood could continue.

As time passed, Mo Chen got closer and closer to the black knife, only less than three zhang away, he suddenly took a step forward, and suddenly, a great pressure came towards him, making Mo Chen's body suddenly shake.

"What a coercion!" Mo Chen's face was slightly pale, and at this moment, on the road, it seemed that another fierce demon beast roared and pounced.

Mo Chen's eyes were firm, and when this coercion came, the cyan mist at the center of his eyebrows surged wildly, and the surface of his body lit up with cyan points of light, and then, he took a deep breath, rushed forward violently, and walked five steps in a row, a trace of sweat leaked out of his forehead, but it instantly condensed into ice beads and fell to the ground.

Mo Chen gritted his teeth fiercely, continued to raise his feet, took three steps forward, and a strong coercion crushed him, this coercion with a sense of indifference fell on his body, Mo Chen's whole body stiffened, and a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably, and the extremely strong momentum contained in that coercion seemed to make Mo Chen succumb.

After the blood spurted out, it directly condensed into ice ballast, and in Mo Chen's eyes, Dao Dao Qingmang burst out with an extremely strong brilliance.

He will not give in!

Mo Chen subconsciously raised his head, looked at the black knife in front of him, and suddenly let out a loud roar, its roar was like thunder, booming, and spreading around the pit, Mo Chen's broken hair swayed, the blue light in his eyes seemed to be about to vent, and he raised his right foot and stepped on the ground fiercely.

At the moment when his footsteps just fell, Mo Chen's body trembled violently, and his muscles burst out, and this indescribable pain echoed in his mind, but Mo Chen still didn't give up!

The Qingling Secret Realm trial was disqualified, he had too much unwillingness in his heart, at this moment, this huge opportunity was in front of him, how could he give up this opportunity, he wanted to let the world know that even if there was no Qingling Secret Realm, he could still become a strong man!

"Ancient Realm Umbrella!"

A low roar came out from the corner of Mo Chen's mouth, and an ancient cyan umbrella in front of him slowly condensed, and the blue light filled the air, and the coercion instantly decreased, but it was not over yet.

"P.S.!"

I saw that the cyan ancient umbrella enveloped Mo Chen's entire body, and then began to gradually disperse, turning into a little cyan light attached to Mo Chen's body, and at this moment he was like a cyan luminous body.

Mo Chen raised his feet again and stepped forward, his breathing was short, his mind was blank, only a will pushed his body, and in this forward, the spiritual power in his body became thicker and thicker.

Mo Chen's legs trembled, his body staggered, especially his feet, which seemed to be stuck with the ice, and every time he raised it, his body would be in sharp pain.

"There are two last steps!"

Gritting his teeth and roaring, Mo Chen raised his feet again, and invisible breaths poured into Mo Chen's body, making his body tremble violently, as if he was about to burst.

Trample!

Mo Chen's eyes were full of bloodshots, and the moment his footsteps fell, the coercion was like a huge mountain peak pressing on his body, and his whole body suddenly spewed out blood mist, turning into a little ice slag.

"One last step!"

Mo Chen just wanted to lift his feet again, but found that he couldn't move at all, which coercion was like a pair of big hands, holding down his body alive, making his whole body suffer from severe pain, as if his bones were about to be shattered.

The invisible hand revealed ruthlessness and indifference, pressing Mo Chen so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, and slowly bent down, as if he was about to fall there.

Mo Chen's face was blue with iron, a trace of sweat flowed out, frozen into ice beads and fell to the ground, the feeling of dizziness became more and more clear, a sense of powerlessness grew from his heart, and he struggled to look at the black knife.

"I'm not convinced!" Mo Chen raised his head and suddenly roared, his roar echoed, which was the root of the rise in his heart, in this roar, Mo Chen's eyes flashed wildly, and he let out a low cry in his heart.

"Gather!"

The mountain peaks not far away roared, and the fog that ordinary people could not detect rolled out, like a monstrous wolf, coming straight to Mochen from all directions.

This is a kind of ideological technique that Mo Chen has not yet fully mastered, called "Jushuo", which can forcibly gather the ideological origin of the surrounding things, that is, Shuohua, and integrate it into himself.

It's just that this "Jushuo" can only be used once a day, and with Mo Chen's strength at the moment, it is not enough to fully use this method, so if he forcibly uses it, he will definitely suffer a strong backlash afterwards.

Mo Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and under the innumerable mist pouring in, he roared, his bent body slowly straightened, and slowly stood up under the pressure of that big hand.

He took a step forward, and then landed on the ice, a coercion that was several times stronger than before came towards him, Mo Chen's whole body was shocked, blood mist spewed out, and in a crumbling moment, Mo Chen saw the black knife that was close at hand.

This knife is not so gorgeous, there is no pattern on the scabbard, the five-foot-long blade is only a trace lower than Mo Chen's height, and a small section of pitch-black iron chain hangs on the slightly longer handle, giving people a sense of unruliness.

Mo Chen reached out a hand and grabbed the black hilt, and as soon as he touched it, there was a trance in front of his eyes, and then, an extremely indifferent voice kept echoing in his mind.

"My Name ......"

"Dark Moon !!"