Gao Zhi seemed to have studied enough, and his only remaining hand held the handle made of hand bones that revealed a strange aura, the same as when Feng Yi used it. But suddenly, it suddenly held Gao Zhi's hand tightly in reverse, and then emitted a blood-red weird light!

"Hahaha! Did you choose me to be its master? Gao Zhi looked at Feng Yi proudly, and just wanted to say sarcasm, a kind of uneasiness crept into his heart, and a few seconds later, the bone claw pierced deeply into the veins on the back of his hand, and then began to suck his blood frantically!

Gao Zhi panicked and began to pull at the fingers that had been embedded in his veins, but no matter how hard he tried, the Ghost Hand Evil Knife did not move, and in a few minutes, his arms had begun to become like dried corpses, and his body began to become shriveled up visibly.

"Boq, help me!"

After receiving Gao Zhi's order, the demon statue turned the huge scythe in his hand in the air, and then brought down Gao Zhi's last arm along with the demon hand evil knife from the bottom up.

"Ahh Gao Zhi lost his two arms, making him roll on the ground like a bedbug at this time, "Quick, help me block the pain!" ”

"Crackle!" The Elephant swung its whip again, though it seemed to change the frequency of the swing.

Feng Yi suddenly realized something, "Is it relying on sonic hypnosis?!" ”

After the ghost hand evil knife fell to the ground, it immediately broke away from Gao Zhi's arm, as if it had life, swaying back and forth, the five hand bones moved up and down, quickly moving and climbing Feng Yi's body, and before he could react, he held his palm tightly.

Looking at the ghost hand evil knife that originally didn't fit, it suddenly seemed to have a life, and it crawled over and held his hand, and it was like he was transmitting a warm breath, as if it was currying favor with him? Soon, he felt more clearly that the bone claw holding his palm suddenly began to emerge with a gentle force that he had not felt. If the evil ghost statue in front of him brought a gloomy and cold deadly aura, then the ghost hand evil knife transmitted a surging warm aura!

"What a disgusting feeling!" Gao Zhi's pain seemed to have been blocked, and the blood from the wound no longer flowed, and he stood up and looked at the ghost hand evil knife with a disgusted expression.

The evil aura disappeared the moment the Ghost Hand Evil Knife held his hand, and that warm power continued to pour into his body, stimulating his spirit. The deadly Tongtian Recipe, which was originally suppressed by the gloomy aura, suddenly regained its previous vitality, and even more vigorous.

Gao Zhi shouted at the evil ghost statue fiercely, "Bo Qian! Kill them! Kill them for me! ”

"Whew!" The scythe was flung by the evil ghost statue with a backhand, and it rushed towards Feng Yi's position, bringing out a phantom in the air. The huge scythe almost locked all the directions in which Feng Yi was dodging, and he could only watch the incoming attack and raise the Ghost Hand Evil Knife that had changed in his hand.

"Poof!" The scythe suddenly made a loud noise in the air! Kicked up the dust in the passage!

The dust fell, and everything in front of me was finally clear. An illusory giant hammer appears in the air, clash with the flying scythe.

The illusory hammer gradually materialized, evolving from the handle to an arm, then a body, and finally a face. His face is three-dimensional, resolute and rough, with a characteristic beard, deep eyes and a high nose, which is very typical of the extremely handsome middle-aged man in Europe.

He was still wearing early European scale armor, he looked around, made a thick voice, and asked in Chinese: "This, where is it?" ”

With the middle-aged man's question, Zangyi's dull gaze became attentive again, and when she woke up, the scene in front of her made her not react for a while, "What happened?" ”

"When the demon shakes the whip like a whip, the energy of the hand is transferred to the whip handle, which creates a wave that travels along the whip at the base of the whip. As the wave travels along the tapering whip, the energy acts on a smaller and smaller mass, so the wave travels faster and faster. When the wave reaches the end of the whip, it reaches the speed of sound. When the wave travels to the end of the whip, it is bound to dissipate. Part of the energy of this wave goes into the air, and part of it becomes a reflected wave that returns to the whip and propagates in reverse. The moment the original wave reaches the end of the whip and suddenly returns, it will gain a huge acceleration, that is, at this moment, the speed of the whip will move faster than the speed of sound, thus splitting the sound barrier to produce a sound that affects our brain waves, and the wave mass takes advantage of this reason, it changes the frequency and fluctuations of the long whip swing, directly affecting your nerve senses and the wave frequency of the soul you control. Feng Yi stared blankly at the middle-aged man holding a huge hammer in front of him, who was opposite the demon statue, and swallowed his saliva, "As for him, I don't know, he suddenly appeared." ”

"Hey! Who are you! Gao Zhi shouted at the middle-aged man, the scythe of the demon statue had returned to its hand, and it looked like it was ready to attack.

The middle-aged man didn't reply, it seemed that he was still immersed in the memory, and the demon statue no longer waited, and the long whip flew and threw it towards the place where they were!

"Smack!" The whip sounded, but the long whip was thrown on the hammer and circled several times, and was firmly fixed to it. The middle-aged man pulled the hammer hard, and the whip broke away directly from the demon's hand and landed in front of him.

"You're right, but I happen to know a little bit about sound waves, and I woke you up by the way." The middle-aged man's amber eyes turned, looking very casual, until his gaze stayed on the Devil's Evil Knife, "It seems that you woke me up." ”

Feng Yi looked at the ghost hand evil knife that was holding with him, and then at the middle-aged man, "You are the perverted blacksmith who built him?" ”

"A perverted blacksmith? What is the meaning? The middle-aged man was surprised by the title, "But I am indeed a blacksmith, and I accidentally fell asleep in the 14th century, what age is it?" Where is this? ”

"It's not interesting, it's the 21st century." Feng Yi answered the other party's question honestly.

"Seven hundred years have passed..."The middle-aged man looked extremely sad, the hammer in his hand went up, and the sickle flew out fiercely, "Here, it seems that it should be the world of the Wish Exchange Mission, right?" ”

"Yes, you know that there is a Room of Requirement, so you are a machine spirit?" Zang Yi looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Hahahaha, machine spirit? That's something that only artifacts have, and I'm just a tribute to make weapons. The middle-aged man looked at the ghost hand evil knife in front of him and fell into a state of nostalgia, "I didn't expect that with me as a sacrifice, in the end, they still didn't create a supreme artifact, it's really ironic." ”

Feng Yi raised the Ghost Hand Evil Knife in his hand and asked, "Is the Ghost Hand Evil Knife a bloodthirsty artifact?" I did feel an endless killing heart in it before. But just now, it suddenly grabbed my hand, it became extremely warm, and then you woke up. ”

"Is it called the Devil's Knife? What an evil name! I had the idea to design this weapon out of nowhere, but my best friend stole the blueprints, and he used his family as a material in a frenzy, even luring me to be the last sacrifice of the machine spirit. Before I fell asleep, I feared that this evil weapon would harm the world, and relying on the last bit of self-awareness, I set up a little mechanism in the use of the knife, as long as I was awakened, this weapon could be purified. A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's delicate face, and he looked at Feng Yi and said, "It should be your blood that woke me up." ”

Zang Yi looked at the middle-aged man and said, "As far as I know, many people have tried to drip blood on it before, but there is no abnormality at all, and the blood is almost completely unable to remain on the knife. ”

"Quite simply, when you protect your companions or family, your body secretes an adrenaline-like substance, which enters the bloodstream and drips onto the knife to really wake me up. I don't want me to wake up and be used by cold-blooded people! ”