Ling Yu took out the rusty black ancient blade that looked really inconspicuous, he really couldn't imagine how such an earthy turtle could be connected with the evil blade that devoured the soul of the lower monk in the ancient world. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a piece of scrap metal that is about to rot! Ride out of two miles and keep your ass open!

Spirituality at all, demonic nature is even more fucking none, it can't be a fake, right?

Ling Yu's eyes flickered, and he began to doubt the authenticity of the scroll's contents.

Besides, the other objects here are extremely large, only these three pieces are so small, the more Ling Yu thinks about it, the more suspicious he becomes, and he repeatedly fiddles with the black short blade in his hand, and he can't figure it out.

"Don't think about it, this demon dragon blade will only show its demonic nature after it has devoured blood, and before that, it is worse than scrap iron! However, I advise you, everyone's life has a few taels of money, it is all determined by God, everyone wants to become the strongest among cultivators, but you also have to have this life, right? Ancient Demon Blade, like us, demon cultivators don't dare to try it easily, for fear of being attacked by it, you are a metaphysical cultivator, I advise you to give up as soon as possible! Otherwise, before you can achieve this skill, you will be fated to leave the hated sky! ”

The soul of the old demon of the secret land came out to speak again.

"I can't imagine that such a thing can come out of the mouth of a demon cultivator, it sounds like he is persuading me not to go down the evil path..."

"Boy, what's wrong with Demon Xiu? Demon cultivators are also monks, and at the beginning, they were the same monks as your Xuan Xiu, but later our cultivation methods became more radical, and they were not tolerated by you pretentious Xuan Xiu monks. ”

"Ha, you dead old man, you really take it for granted! Is it so simple that your demon cultivation methods are more radical? Are you sacrificing the cultivation of other monks to improve your own cultivation? ”

"Those monks are our enemies, if we don't kill them, they will kill us sooner or later! They are all damned people, and if they don't take away their cultivation, it will also be a waste of resources! ”

"Fart, the reason why demon cultivation is called demon cultivation is because in order to quickly improve your cultivation, you can no longer distinguish between friend and foe, demon cultivation or metaphysical cultivation, as long as you can absorb the cultivation of others, you will kill them, and you have completely become the black sheep among the monks!"

"Humph! Are you Xuan Xiu clean, how many people have entered the demon from the Xuan? Boy, it doesn't matter what the demons are, it's all in the monk's thoughts, all of them are killers, who is cleaner than whom? Fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter, only what the victor says is right, you can carefully understand what I say..."

Ling Yu was silent, the experience of the cultivators of the two lifetimes told him that the words of splitting souls were right.

If the murderer is evil, we should kill the murderer, and we who become murderers again are considered good?

If the killers themselves deserve to be killed, then all the monks deserve to die, because there is not a single monk who does not have blood on his hands!

The world in which the monk lives is a world of killing.

And the ultimate goal of the monk is immortality, which forms a ridiculous circle: those who seek immortality must face death all the time!

If you want to survive and live forever, you have to keep getting stronger, and at the same time, you have to cut off the potential dangers around you, which is what every monk has to do every day.

"If you want to be stronger, how can you do it without taking risks?"

Ling Yu's eyes were burning, as if he was making up his mind.

"No, stinky boy, you're not trying to wake up the Blade, are you? Then we're all dead, no one can control the magic blade, you stop it..."

The frightened Split Soul even rushed out desperately to stop Ling Yu's move, but it didn't work at all.

This is not a secret place, without the support of the power transmitted by the old demon body of the secret land, it can only form a soul phantom now, and any physical object can pass through the body.

Ling Yu wants to use his own blood to verify the authenticity of the words of the soul split, and also to verify the truth of what is said on the scroll, as for the consequences or something, he can't care so much now... He wanted to know too much about the true nature of this magic blade.

Sizzle...

Ling Yu cut a small hole in his fingertips, and blood gushed out, dripping onto the top of the black ** blade!

The blood quickly soaked into the blade body and disappeared, and before Ling Yu could react, a blood-red light appeared on the blade's body, and the blood light became more and more intense, illuminating the entire cave mansion into a blood-colored space.

What caught Ling Yu's eyes was all endless blood-colored space. The terrified voice of the distracted soul sounded again: "This time I killed myself, why did I tell you this secret..."

Boom boom...

In the extreme distance of the blood-colored space, there was a huge roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, accompanied by black lightning and violent winds, rolling black clouds, like stormy waves, rushing and surging!

It was also the first time for Ling Yu to see such a big battle, and a trace of nervousness passed through his heart, not knowing what would happen next...

"There has been, the magic dragon has appeared!"

The scream of the split soul gave Ling Yu the best reminder, the head of a black ** dragon as big as the sky appeared in the blood-colored sky, and the two eyes full of infinite blood demon flames were like two black full moons in the blood-colored sky, so deep that the souls of the ghosts and gods fell into the abyss...

Ling Yu's divine thoughts were blurred for a while, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, the strength of the demon dragon's divine thoughts was definitely not something that he could resist with a small Dan stage divine thought!

Will it be over this time?

There is a little regret about it...

Whew...

The roar of the dragon that shook the heavens and the earth made Ling Yu's divine sense even more blurred, and his own strength was still too small in front of the demon dragon!

"Imp! Could it be that you woke me up? That's ironic, isn't it? I have such a strong strength, how can I obey your orders, you don't even have the qualifications to stuff my teeth, it's ridiculous! ”

"Fuck you, I don't care who you are, even if I woke you up, you have to listen to me..."Ling Yu completely lost consciousness after scolding this sentence with the last of his consciousness.

The demon dragon laughed angrily, and as soon as he opened his mouth of blood, he was about to devour Ling Yu along with the soul split!

The soul split scolded Ling Yu, cursing him never to be reborn, otherwise he could still live well...

The voice of the soul splitting disappeared, but Ling Yu was still in place!

Hey?

There was a strange expression in the eyes of the demon dragon, how could such a thing be possible? Not to mention that he was a small Terran monk, even if it was a great ancient relic? What about the primeval giant monks, didn't they all swallow it if they wanted to?