Even more shocking is yet to come-

The Soul Destroying Knife, which anyone touched, would repel and take the initiative to attack, not only did it take the initiative to attack the weird pitch-black corpse, but even took the initiative to fly into the hands of the pitch-black corpse and rubbed it affectionately.

Attention, it's intimacy!

Ji Jianji was sure that she was not blind. The Soul Slayer Knife was indeed close to the pitch-black corpse with an emotion called "intimacy".

Qian Ling was also sure that the layer of black light released by the Soul Destroying Sword was full of pleasant emotions.

"What do you mean?" Ji Jianji couldn't accept it at all, "The Soul Slayer Sword chose a corpse instead of us?" ”

Could it be that she is a great beauty, the chief disciple of the Bright Moon Palace, she is young, and her cultivation is not as good as a dark corpse of the ancients?

"This-" Qian Ling's face was also very ugly, "This is too weird!" Ancient artifacts, are they all messed up like this? ”

He wanted to get his hands on the Soul Slayer so badly.

Soul destroying, soul destroying. As the name suggests, this is an ancient artifact that can directly attack people's souls!

He has taken refuge in the Ghost Moon Sect and served Si Yitian. Naturally, he knew that if this Soul Slayer Knife was born, it would definitely deal a devastating blow to the upper echelons of the Ghost Moon Sect.

Rather than fall into the hands of the enemy, it is better to fall into the hands of your own people!

"It shouldn't be." Ji Jianji's face turned pale and refused to accept all this, "Under normal circumstances, ancient artifacts will only make a contract with those who have souls. The corpse was just a skeleton, and it had no soul at all. ”

"That's not right!"

Qian Ling finally noticed something unusual, a pair of eyes, locked on the eyebrows of the pitch-black corpse, "On its head, there is a drop of blood!" What a powerful blood! Could it be the blood of the demigods that was born in the Glimpse Pool three days ago? ”

Ji Jianji fixed his eyes: "That's really the case."

If it was the blood of a demigod, then it would be able to explain why the pitch-black corpse was able to be conscious and able to obtain the Soul Exterminator.

The Soul Exterminating Sword is the saber of the Demigod Yue Sword Man!

The Soul Exterminating Knife was lured by the blood of the demigods to surrender to that pitch-black corpse!

Of course, at this moment, neither Ji Jianji nor Qian Ling thought that this pitch-black corpse was the Yue Jian Man himself, who had become ancient.

After the pitch-black corpse of the Yue Sword Man got the Soul Destroying Knife, he put the Soul Destroying Knife on top of his head, or rather, the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The Soul Exterminating Knife emitted an even more devastating black brilliance, and then, little by little, inch by inch, it sank into the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Yue Sword Man and merged into its skull.

The crowd was silent.

The corners of Ji Jianji's eyes twitched: "It's just committing suicide."

Qian Ling squinted his eyes and said coldly: "It's just a corpse, it's already dead, why talk about suicide?"

Ji Jianji: "......"

Ye Luo→_→

The conversation between these two people just now made the inexplicable sense of familiarity swollen.

Si Yutian stretched out his fist, put it to his lips, and coughed lightly, slightly hiding his embarrassment.

The pitch-black corpse of the Yue Sword Man heard the call of his master, and immediately turned around, and "Kick Kick" ran to Si Yutian's side, standing respectfully, like a tall guard.

Ji Jianji's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in disbelief: "Your Royal Highness, this pitch-black corpse is yours?"

Si Yutian didn't answer, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Ji Jianji became more and more shocked, and said: