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Before it could get closer, the black scythe fell from the void and locked onto Xiao Muyi, and suddenly there were ripples around this nearby area, and endless sword rays were emitted, heading towards Xiao Muyi's shrouded imprisonment.

The sharp crescent moon sword overflowed, bringing a cold air, as if the area enveloped by it would never be able to survive once you stepped into it.

"Dragon Soul Out!"

A cold voice came from the skull's skull, and the white bone skull swung the bloody knife in his hand to slash away.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the dim blood-colored sky exploded like thunder, and dark clouds swelled, and terrible visions appeared, and the dark clouds rolled and roared.

Black demonic qi poured out from the ancient blade, and even the bloody aura emanating from the surroundings was dispersed at this moment, as if a murderous thing had been born.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar resounded, high-pitched and loud, echoing in this space like the ancient realm, accompanied by a kind of powerful coercion that emanated, and the source of that coercion came from the behemoth that rushed out.

It's not the first time I've seen Xiao Muyi, I've used the blood knife before, but it's just an illusion with a hint of charm, and now this one is like a real dragon.

Black scales covered its whole body, exuding a cold metallic luster, its tumbling body was as thick as a hill, two horns protruding from its huge head, and its grinding disc sized eyeballs were as dazzling as stars as they opened and closed their eyes, but now they were blood-red, flashing with pure killing color, like a fighting machine.

"This is the dragon-shaped remnant soul sealed into the blood knife!"

Xiao Mu looked at the roaring dragon soul, his face changed, he was a little suspicious before, but he didn't expect it to come true now and become a reality.

"Little ghost, you know even the remnant soul, it seems that you know a lot, even so, it won't take much effort to cut off your head."

In the skull, the soul flame flickered and jumped, and the arrogant voice of the blood knife sounded.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the black holy scythe domain of death shrouded down, and the black demon dragon, which had lost its autonomous consciousness and only had only the fighting instinct, opened its mouth and spat out scorching flames to drown it there.

The terrifying waves rolled, the flames burned with the heat that burned through the void, and the frenzied blades swept wildly, devouring the tangible matter that was alive and annihilating everything.

"Huh?"

The blood knife that stepped forward stepped forward, and instantly appeared in front of it.

"Afterimage!"

"Ugly, interesting, little ghost, you can escape, I think you can hide there."

A cold voice with a hint of anger came, and the Blood Knife turned his head to find that Xiao Muyi had appeared in the distance, and his hands made complex marks, which made the flames in his eye sockets jump sharply.

That bad feeling spreads little by little, as if entering the soul and warning itself, which is obviously not a good sign.

"Being able to escape is also a kind of strength, and then I'll let you see my Shura's home field."

A smile appeared on Kogiichi's pale face, and there was a fire of war burning in his eyes.

"Shura's home field, it's ridiculous, a broken weapon can be called Shura, it's really shameful, ridiculous, don't say that you're not Shura, it's really Shura, and in my eyes it's also broken copper and iron."

The sneer of the blood knife came, disdainful, and then his voice stopped abruptly, and as if he felt something, he looked at the sky above him, and his face changed suddenly.

I saw that on the sky of this space, a whining sound sounded, and thousands of weapons appeared densely, including knives, swords, spears, ge, halberds, etc., shattering through the dark clouds.

Each weapon shone with cold light, extremely sharp, as if it was polished out of a rare material, and not weak fluctuations emanated from it, constantly transforming, just like the world of divine soldiers, ten thousand swords fired together, suppressing in his direction, as if provoking a taboo.

"Tell me!"

However, immediately after, a clear voice came faintly, although it was so small, but it could be heard clearly everywhere, and the red blood light burst out brightly, like the bright moon in the sky, and the light was shining and shining.

Suddenly, all the weapons were like psychic beings at this moment, as if they had encountered some terrible existence, and they actually stopped attacking, stopped in place, and trembled, as if they were kneeling down to worship the king.

As far as the eye can see, the blood-colored light flickered, and a divine weapon was suspended in thousands of weapons, exuding a sharp and simple vicissitudes of life, giving people the feeling that they had experienced the baptism of history for thousands of years.

It transforms into various forms, transforming into spears, halberds, hammers, swords, etc., but all of them are as bright as a flowing blood-colored liquid.

The aura of Xiao Killing emanated from there, and there were no other weapons near within a hundred zhang of the surrounding area, it was a domain, like a forbidden area, and a strong smell of blood emanated.

The blood knife held in the hand of the white bone skeleton, the holy scythe, trembled equally violently at this moment, glowing on its own, desperately trying to burst out.

He used his strength to suppress it so that he would not let it come out, and there seemed to be a frightened and frightened voice in his eye sockets.

"What the hell is this, it can make my holy scythe, the blood knife tremble, the evil aura emitted on it, the killing intent is so terrifying, if my blood knife and the holy scythe are a stream, this damn weapon in front of me is the ocean, that terrifying evil aura makes the soul tremble, this is simply a demon soldier."

This frightened the Blood Knife whose soul was in the white bone skeleton, and the soul flame in his eye sockets beat violently, as if he was remembering something, and after a moment, an exclamation sounded.

"That little ghost said what is this, I vaguely remember what Luo is, Zhan Luo, no, blood Luo, no, it's not right, it's not this."

"What are you cultivating, repairing ...... Luo, it's Shura, I remember, damn it, this is actually Shura among the heavenly gods, how can he have it, this is impossible, no ......! ”

The Blood Knife was terrified at this moment, because the rich evil aura emitted by Shura had completely locked on him, and the fierce killing intent made him have nowhere to escape.

found that he couldn't get rid of it, and the soul fire in the eye socket of the bloody knife jumped wildly, obviously the crisis at this moment made him desperate, otherwise he could only become a revenant.;