The body of the demon knife exuded more resentment, as if it was angry at the jackal claiming to be his master, the snow-white blade was rendered by the black resentment, I don't know if it was an illusion, everyone present seemed to see the blood-colored aura in the air, and a strange atmosphere shrouded the jackal.

No one has ever seen such a scene, and no one has ever seen such a knife, Kun Wu was an evil knife before the gods came, and there was no change in heaven and earth, and after the change in heaven and earth, that kind of shocking thing happened, which itself was full of various mysteries. No one knows how it chooses its owner, and no one knows what it wants to do.

"Tekoto, give me my life back." "I died so miserably, I can't be reborn after death." "Come, offer your soul, offer your soul for Kungo, just like us. Eternal life, eternal son, O Kunwu. "Outsiders can't hear it, a series of grievances make all kinds of sounds, disturbing the jackal's mind, it is not the test of the demon knife, but the demon knife itself has thousands of grievances one accumulation, when the jackal pulls it out, it naturally becomes the object of resentment, just like a gap in a dam, the river naturally chooses to pour out here.

Although resentment cannot cause substantial harm to people, it can affect people's minds, and once lost by resentment, they will turn into monsters that have no consciousness and only know how to kill.

"Get out of here." The jackal shouted angrily, and his body exuded an invisible momentum, and the unjust soul wrapped around his body was bounced away, and then his expression was even more hideous, "The defeated generals don't have a sense of existence here, in the end, you died under the hands of the demon knife just because you are too weak, don't come out of the dead, give me obedient reincarnation." The rich wolf shouted angrily at the unjust souls who wanted to pay for his life, and his body exuded an aura that was more ferocious than that of ghosts, so that those unjust souls did not dare to rush forward for a while.

The jackal looked at the unjust souls of the previous owners of the demon knife and said: "You are even more ugly, obviously you chose to pick up the knife, and if you are a man, you should be like it and pay for your choice." Isn't it too ugly to blame the weapon after death to curse the next master, are you like this, are you qualified to pick up a knife? ”

Maybe it's the jackal's momentum, or maybe it's the red weapon emitted by the demon knife that is even more intense, and the unwilling soul turns into resentment again after death and re-enters the demon knife body, and then black gas appears at the hilt, wrapping around the jackal's arm in an instant.

A cold, evil feeling came to the jackal's heart, and an evil voice appeared in the jackal's mind; "Give me your body and I'll help you fulfill all your desires."

The smile on the jackal's face was even brighter: "It's really a good knife, it is trying to devour its master, such ambition, such a demon, just right for my appetite." "Give me the body." Such a voice kept sounding in his head, and the pitch-black gas climbed up the jackal's arm, and in a blink of an eye, the whole arm was dyed black, and then the black spread on the neck of the knife, crawling on half of the jackal's face, weird, unknown, and the fear caused by all this appeared in the hearts of everyone present.

"As I said, you'll be devoured by the demon knife in no time, and now it's happening. The demon knife will destroy your mind, and then control your body to kill and restore your strength, ignorant humans, your ignorance will kill yourself. Yayoi roared at the jackal with a frightened face.

The jackal, who had been looking down at his black arms, heard his voice and raised his head and smiled at it, which was particularly strange against the backdrop of the black half of his face. "No, a knife is such a thing, even if it is sharp, even if it is weird, as long as it is used properly, it will not cut your master, and being cut by your own knife can only mean that you are an unqualified knife player."

"You're not reconciled, are you? Like this, like this, you're not reconciled, right? Kun Wu's voice appeared in the jackal's mind again, and there were pictures of it, it was the picture of the tragic death of his parents at the hands of the evil god, the picture of the wind leopard in front of himself, and the countless pictures of his own unwillingness, and his efforts to roar still could not change the reality.

"yes, I'm not reconciled, if only I were stronger, maybe it would change these results." "Leave it to me, give it all to me, as long as you give me your body, you can take revenge, as long as you give it to me, you will never experience this kind of sadness again." The voice of the demon sword Kun Wu seems to have a deadly allure, as long as he hears it, he will do what it says.

The jackal was lost for a moment, but soon came to his senses, "Can the knife understand human pain?" Is...... What a knife! But it's better to do revenge yourself, and I still have a lot of things to do, so ah, this body can't be given to you yet. The jackal's eyes froze, exuding a beastly smile, "It's you, it's boring anyway, why don't you come and stay with me for a while, anyway, as long as there is killing or something, it doesn't matter if you're there, right?" ”

The jackal picked up the demon knife, in the exclamation of the night cat, and the shock of everyone, raised his hand and slashed it in the palm of his hand, the blood flowed on the knife, and finally dripped to the ground, the jackal saw it and smiled naked and said: "You don't drink blood, I thought the demon knife or something would definitely drink blood, hahaha, it seems that I thought too much." ”

"Of course I don't drink blood, how can that low-grade thing be my food." The demon knife suddenly emitted a pitch-black resentment, this resentment far exceeded the resentment that appeared before, not quantity but quality, that was a kind of resentment, even if Long Xiaotian, who was far away, felt a burst of cold, the jet-black resentment turned into a beautiful woman, different from the previous grievance, its body appearance color is not pitch black, but there is no difference from ordinary people, out of the air and floating, the woman is wearing a red costume, there is a blood-red red dot at the center of the eyebrows, the appearance is overwhelming, but the more so, The more it gives people a weird feeling, as if it is a thousand-year-old female ghost.

The appearance of the woman shocked everyone, including the two of Akulia who had been hoping for the early arrival of the god of death in their hearts, what happened today, even if they were gods, they had never experienced such a strange thing, they originally thought that the demon knife was injured, it was impossible to be dangerous, but now it seems that they were wrong, and they were wrong, now it seems that there are two possibilities, one is that I don't know what the reason is, the demon knife has always maintained consciousness, but it didn't take a shot at them, There is also a possibility that the house jackal pulled out the knife and woke up the sleeping demon knife at the moment.

The strange woman in Allure looked at the jackal and showed a smile that charmed all beings: "My food is the soul of all things, not this kind of low-level creation, if you want to sacrifice, give your soul to me." ”

The jackal didn't expect this to happen, it seems that this knife is really a demon knife, and it actually shows its own consciousness body, no wonder Yayoi said that it is no longer a knife but a demon. Looking at the alluring woman floating in the air, the jackal let out an even more happy smile and couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Hahahaha."

"Then you want to be happy, little ghost, is there anything that makes you happy?" The woman in Allure looked at the jackal curiously and asked.

"Yes, today is really terrible, the knife that has been with me for more than ten years is broken, and the most important friend I just met also died in front of me, it is really a terrible day." The jackal said to the woman as if in answer.

"And you're still so happy?" The woman asked curiously.

"But, even so, I want to continue to live, people are this kind of creatures, even if they encounter many setbacks, they will struggle to move on, what if something good happens during the journey? It's like now that good things have happened to me. The jackal said with a smile.

"Oh? I'm curious, what good things happened to you, who are about to be devoured by me? The woman in Allure asked.

"You say, is it a good thing for a swordsman who has just lost his beloved sword to meet a peerless good knife?" The jackal asked the woman with a smile.

The woman looked at the jackal seriously, it was the first time she had seen this kind of man, and the woman smiled lightly and said, "But what if that peerless treasure knife has become a demon?" And it's also a demon that eats the lord. ”

"Isn't that more proof that she's a peerless good knife, and maybe a unique good knife." The jackal looked at the woman unconcernedly.

"You're really interesting, the moment I woke up, I felt that there were two very interesting people among these people present, but they weren't you, one" The woman looked at Bauhinia and said, "What the hell is that half soul, half pure and half dirty soul?" There was also a "woman" looked at Long Xiaotian again: "What's more interesting, I feel the same breath as me in you." ”

"Me too." Long Xiaotian looked at the Alluring City woman who had been transformed by the demon knife and said; "Although I knew that you were a demon, I didn't expect the demon to reach such a point, and the knife would awaken its power."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I think you're more exaggerated, although power is not the only one, but it's the first time I've encountered the same power as me, as a human being, it's really interesting that you have awakened such a power." The woman who had been transformed by the demon knife spoke.

"It must be interesting to kill you, and it will also have obvious benefits for my recovery." The woman licked her charming lips and looked at Long Xiaotian and said.

"You can't do it now, the restless power in me has already told me that you should be the prey now." Long Xiaotian looked at the woman's indifferent expression and suddenly showed a smile and said, "But I won't do that, because you are the treasure sword that my team members fancy to them." ”

"It's really an interesting group of people, I'm bored anyway, so I'll stay with you for a while, but then you beware," the woman smiled and looked at the jackal and said, "Don't let me find a chance, or I won't be polite." After the woman finished speaking, she turned into resentment and returned to the knife. The strange black gas gradually retreated from the jackal's body to the blade.

The strange blood-colored aura also disappeared, and the thunder condensed in the sky also disappeared, but the black thunderclouds still lingered in the sky. The jackal looked at the snow-white blade and said to himself, "You still didn't admit me, otherwise you wouldn't have taken back your ability." However, it's all in my hands, and you can't run away. ”