The old sheep was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that this guy was trying to snatch the seal on his head, and when he thought of this, the old sheep's face became even darker.

Seeing the old sheep's expression, the young man shouted dissatisfiedly: "Old sheep, are you embarrassed to blacken your face? You yourself are afraid, and you sacrifice magic weapons to cover yourself, but you don't care whether I live or die, is this how you treat your life-saving benefactor?

Why do you mention this matter again, looking for sharpening? The old sheep stared at the young man with an unkind expression, grinding his teeth;

Hurry up and give me a few treasures for self-defense, otherwise you will go in with a sheep, and I will not accompany you, and the young man will lie on the ground, looking like if you don't give the baby, Lao Tzu will not leave.

Lao Yang glanced ahead, thought about it, seemed to feel that the road ahead might be dangerous, and then took out a big knife and threw it to King Zhao, Zhengse solemn, a serious saying, this knife can open the sky, can split the ground, can cut the gods and Buddhas, is a peerless knife.

The boy was stunned, and then sneered, "Why don't you say that it can live every day?"

The old sheep's expression was a little unnatural, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Boy, that's your own mortal womb and you don't know the true treasure with the naked eye, if it weren't for the fact that this sheep god is not good at using a knife, how can he give it to you."

Old sheep, why don't you give me the seal on your head, as for this big knife, I think it is still suitable for you, think about it, if you are trapped by a pack of wolves, do you want to use that little seal, one by one, to smash them to death? Don't daydream, if you twist this big knife in your hand, a knife in your hand, invincible, the wolves in the world, how dare they come to attack, they see you, don't run to your old sheep, bow down, King Zhao said seriously;

The old sheep's face is black again, why does this bastard always look at the wolf in front of it?

Seeing Lao Yang's gloomy look, King Zhao's heart trembled, wondering if this thing wanted to beat himself again.

King Zhao hurriedly got up and twisted the four-foot-long big knife, this knife was very ordinary, ordinary as a pig-killing knife, but it was much larger than the pig-killing knife.

Twisting this knife, King Zhao's heart was half cold, and he seriously doubted that this knife could kill people.

Old sheep, this shouldn't be a mortal soldier, right? King Zhao squinted and asked, as if as long as Lao Yang said yes, he would cut it with a knife.

"How is it possible, this is a divine weapon," the old sheep said in a decisive voice.

If it is a spirit soldier, then as long as I drip blood on it, the blood will be imprinted on the formation pattern inside, so that I can control this knife as I want, right? King Zhao squinted and smiled;

The old sheep secretly said that it was not good, and wanted to find an excuse to stop it, but before it could speak, the young man had already wiped a hole in his hand, and a drop of blood fell on the knife.

The old sheep looked extremely embarrassed, the knife in the hand of King Zhao, after its hundreds of investigations, it determined that this knife nine achievements are just an ordinary knife, but the place where it obtained this knife is a bit special, and it almost lost its old life because of this knife, so it did not throw away this knife and keep it as a souvenir. The reason why it gave this knife to King Zhao was because it scrapped several pieces when it collected the blood-black mist that overflowed from King Zhao's body, and the rest of its Sumeru ring was some top-level treasures, but this knife was the most ordinary.

"Old sheep, you fooled me, not even a low-level spiritual weapon, you actually gave me a mortal soldier," I didn't see the big knife in my hand react for a long time, and the young man's eyes were spewing fire.

The old sheep coughed a few times and said very seriously, "Boy, this knife is a bit special, so it can't be recognized by blood, but it is absolutely powerful."

"Powerful, then I'll see if I can kill you old sheep," the young man wrung his big knife and pounced, slashing at the old sheep's head.

"I rub,"

Seeing the young man with red eyes and like a hungry wolf, the old sheep scolded secretly, quickly pulled back, and then hurriedly shouted: "Young man, stop quickly, I will give you a new one."

"You bring it first, or I'll fight with you, and if you have the ability, you will kill me," the young man roared again and again, this damn old sheep dared to pit him.

The old sheep threw out something with a black face, and King Zhao hurriedly reached out to catch it, and he immediately felt that his body sank and almost fell to the ground.

It is a red-gold halberd, purple light, but breathtaking, King Zhao's heart is awe-inspiring, out of instinct, he almost threw it away, this halberd is demonic, so that people's souls and bodies tremble involuntarily, it seems to seal a wild beast, monstrous.

"This is ......" King Zhao was shocked, this is definitely a treasure.

"Heavenly Demon Halberd!"

On the halberd are carved three large characters full of ancient meaning.

"Boy, this halberd is just borrowing from you, don't think it's yours, when this trip is over, you have to return it to me," saw the joy on the young man's face, and the old sheep said angrily;

"Haha! it will be returned, it will be returned," the young man laughed, but he secretly dripped blood on the halberd.

"Bang!"

The Heavenly Demon Halberd suddenly emitted a trace of golden light, accompanied by a clattering sound, as if it had been electrocuted.

Hearing this voice and seeing the glimmer of light, the old sheep's heart trembled, and his body suddenly stiffened, as if he had been struck by lightning, 'The Heavenly Demon Halberd has recognized the Lord?'

King Zhao subconsciously closed his eyes, and there was an illusory image of a halberd in his mind, which was exactly the same as the heavenly demon halberd in his hand, but it was much smaller, the size of a middle finger.

King Zhao opened his eyes and looked at the Heavenly Demon Halberd in his hand in a daze, he didn't expect that he was just trying, and he really recognized the master.

At this moment, King Zhao suddenly felt that he was being targeted by some wild beast, and his whole body was cold, as if he had fallen into a dark hell, he subconsciously looked up at the old sheep, only to see the old sheep's eyes spitting fire, staring at him with a hideous expression, the wool on his whole body exploded, and his anger rushed to Han Xiao.

"Old sheep, I didn't mean it! I didn't even bandage the wound, you threw the Heavenly Demon Halberd over, I didn't subconsciously catch it, this blood was accidentally stained on it," King Zhao knew that if the spirit soldier had recognized the master and wanted to regain control of it, then the only way to kill the original owner or let its owner remove the soul mark inside, but with his current strength, not to mention unlocking the soul mark, he didn't even know how to operate the soul power, so how to let him lift it.

Lao Yangsen said coldly: Then blame me?

This halberd is that before it buried itself, it killed a peerless demon, and then invited an extremely amazing refiner to extract the backbone of the peerless demon, and then added dozens of divine irons. It took more than 20 years to refine it, but it didn't have time to refine it, because if you want to refine this halberd, it's not just as simple as dripping blood to recognize the master, but to keep it in the body all the time, with the help of your own qi and blood to nourish this halberd, so as to enhance the power of the heavenly demon halberd, time did not allow it, so it did not refine it, it originally wanted to give the heavenly demon halberd to King Zhao for a few days, and then refine it, who knew that King Zhao would come to a blood to recognize the lord first, this special can make it miserable.

Let's move on, old sheep! The young man opened the subject and sneered;

The old sheep's head was smoking, this grandson snatched it of a treasure spirit soldier, and it was so understated, is there such a bully for the sheep?

The old sheep stepped step by step, the seal on the top of his head quickly turned, blooming with a brilliant light, and King Zhao felt the pressure, as if there was a mountain pressing on his shoulders.

King Zhao's face changed, and then he hurriedly retreated, and put the halberd on the ground, and in the dumbfounded eyes of the old sheep, the young man directly lay on the ground on all fours, and shouted: "Old sheep, you are here to beat me, I tell you, if you have the ability, you will kill me, if you can't kill me, this halberd is still mine, come on! Beat me to death."

The old sheep was stunned and looked incredible, how shameless people could be?

The old sheep is even worse now, not to mention the loss of a treasure, and it is so provoked, it feels that its body is about to be blown up.

"If you don't kill me, punch me today, and give you a halberd the next day," the boy yelled.

"Lao Tzu slaughtered you!" the old sheep was furious, and it had lived countless years, but it felt that it had never been so annoyed and angry.

"Lao Yang, let me tell you, don't really beat me to death, you still need me!" Feeling the anger on Lao Yang's body, King Zhao was a little palpitating, really worried that Lao Yang didn't control his strength well and smashed him to death with a hoof, so he was wronged.

"Nima's, you shameless bastard, Lao Tzu killed you alive today!" The old sheep pounced angrily, about to beat King Zhao to death.

"Buzz!"

But just as it was approaching, suddenly a beam of light rushed straight into the sky, and a terrifying worldly aura swept out, and the old sheep was blown out, coughing up blood in his mouth.