"I'm actually afraid of a knife, it's really evil!"

Qin Hao muttered in a low voice, and the next moment, his eyes were already staring at the evolved decapitation knife in his hand with a cold light. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Decapitation Broadsword (Evolution): Forged by an evil secret method, it has evil power and can only be harnessed by true demons, and it is a knife that will never break.

The blade can be repaired by absorbing the iron in the enemy's blood, and every poor ghost who dies with his head cut off by the decapitation broadsword will have his body of qi and blood essence drained, devoured by the blade, and 1% will be fed back to the master of the sword.

(Note: Legend has it that whoever wields this sword will be cursed with bad luck and will not die well!) ）

"Feed back the qi and blood?"

Qin Hao's eyes lit up, this is really a sleepy person to send a pillow, his pale face showed a dangerous arc, obviously extremely satisfied with the big knife in his hand.

As for the final curse, Qin Hao didn't care about it at all.

Swinging the big knife twice in the air in a row, Qin Hao put away the big knife, stopped in place for a moment, and then, as if remembering something, walked around the woods where he had fought just now, walked seriously again, and picked up the white bone swords that fell on the ground.

This was the bone sword that he pulled out of his arms when his medicinal power was activated, the sharpness and hardness were more than 10 times greater than the bone mass on his body at the moment, how could Qin Hao forget their value.

A total of 7 bone swords were all recovered, and without saying anything, Qin Hao pulled out a bone sword from his left arm and slashed at one of them with all his strength.

Click!

Qin Hao lifted the bone sword, and sure enough, the bone sword that was cut was intact, exuding a cold air, and there was a striking crack in the middle of the one that was cut, as if it could be broken with a little force.

Throwing the broken bones to the ground like garbage, Qin Hao took out two of them from the hard bone swords, one left and one right, and stuffed them back into his arms, and a solid force surged from the two big arms.

The feeling of weakness from exhaustion seemed to be alleviated by the strength contained in these two bones.

After thinking about it, Qin Hao took out the red cloak from the package, used it as a rope, tied the 5 bone swords into a stack, tied them behind his back, and looked from a distance, like carrying a bundle of firewood.

Looking left and right, it seemed that nothing was left behind, Qin Hao had a calm face, and walked towards the end of the dense forest step by step, the cold wind passed by the side of the woods, with a slight chill, he tightened his clothes slightly, and stopped at the edge of the dense forest.

A dark void, with no fingers in sight, a palpitating pitch blackness, as if even the soul could devour it.

Qin Hao's body staggered, suddenly surprised, the top of his head was densely covered with cold sweat, he hurriedly took a few steps back, for fear that he would accidentally fall into the void, it was not a good attempt.

The entire jungle is this world, like a truncated floating island, floating alone in the endless void.

After carefully investigating around this world, Qin Hao finally saw a black space-time crack in a corner, and the scenery behind the crack was the ruins of a stone house.

"This is the way out!"

Looking at the slowly narrowing crack, Qin Hao's eyes were gloomy, and he was talking to himself about something.

"Is there a time limit?"

"Or was it not meant that I would not be killed again, but that I would be allowed to escape from here within a limited time?"

But now, he couldn't guess the answer, he stayed where he was for a while, quietly looking at the scene behind the crack, the crack was not big, and the vision that could be seen through the crack was extremely limited.

Sighing, Qin Hao simply didn't think about it so much, and raised his feet and stepped into the crack.

With a flicker of vision, the surrounding dense forest disappeared without a trace, and Qin Hao stepped on the remains of a piece of ruins, and the ground was full of stones that seemed to be the size of a fist that had been measured.

"Lin Dong!"

Qin Hao bent down, picked up a stone from the ground, pinched it and smashed it, and read a name in a cold voice in his mouth.

He stomped his feet lightly, and on the originally quiet ruins, there was a sound of rustling, and one by one black insects came out from under the ruins, and soon converged into a long black river, rushing into his body from Qin Hao's ankles.

"Are you leaving?"

The insect gave back a message telling him that during the time he left, four breaths left from the air, exactly the same as the breath that entered the loess forest before, it was the four people of Lin Dong.

Squinting, looking in the direction where Lin Dong and the four people left, looking at it from afar for a while, Qin Hao retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at the dusty loess forest in the distance, and left the ruins a little under his feet, and plunged into the loess forest.

As soon as he stepped in, a breath of earth and sand rushed towards him, Qin Hao squinted his eyes, flipped his palms, took out Kakashi's mask, and put it on his face as a mask.

Overhead, it was very dim, full of earthy yellow clouds, thick, hanging one after the other, as if they would fall at any moment, tumbling heavily.

As far as the eye can see, the yellow expanse is endless, and the hills and dirt bags are undulating, and they are surrounded by strong winds, like walking waves, rolling away into the distance.

There was no grass on the ground, only yellow clods of earth and sand, and occasionally there were garbage and debris piled up in some places, which I don't know whether it was wood or metal.

Click!

A black boot accidentally stepped on a piece of metal, making a crisp sound, and the shard was actually stepped on directly.

With a slight lift of the soles of the feet, a dried corpse tumbled up from the sand, and the owner of the sole of the foot seemed to be surprised to step over the corpse and continue to walk forward.

The remains were buried again in the sand.

Qin Hao's face was calm, but his pupils contracted like needletips, not at all as calm as his complexion appeared.

"Dangerous place!"

After only a few miles along the way, Qin Hao had already stepped on more than 10 corpses, and he didn't know what a terrifying number it would be buried under the loess dust.

"It seems to be bad luck lately, so it's better to be careful in this kind of place!"

Before coming, Qin Hao didn't know much about the loess forest, only that if he wanted to go to Dayuan City, this loess forest was the nearest road, otherwise he would have to go around in a big circle.

Therefore, whether it was to be in a hurry or to avoid the people of the Qingyun Sect, Qin Hao had only one way to go through the loess forest.

Pouted, looking at a sandstorm that rushed into the sky in the distance, Qin Hao's little heart was really beating violently, if he was accidentally swept in, he would have to be accompanied by the bones on the ground.

The footsteps are shallow and deep and slowly walk forward, the left writing wheel eye, the black single hook jade slowly turns counterclockwise, in this kind of ghost knows, will the next step into an abrupt storm, the writing wheel eye is the life-saving weapon he must rely on at all times, where dare to have the slightest relaxation.