"......Boom" pressed the palm of his hand, and pressed the many weapons that were like iron bars to the ground. In the process, Zhu Peng grabbed a big axe that was full of cold air, and then casually threw it to Tang Duoduo behind him...... Although Neos was distressed when he saw this scene, he didn't show it on the surface, although what could be looked at by Zhu Peng must be a rare boutique among these many weapons, and there were even rare possibilities for treasures, but since Taiyin had taken it, it was impossible for him to come back...... Snatching food from the tiger's mouth is not something that anyone can do, so he can only suppress his feelings and hope that Zhu Peng will not continue to do it.

Fortunately, the appearance of the Taoist was not too ugly, and he stepped into the shallow stone pit, and the white bone long knife with black and red energy ripples had already appeared in front of everyone.

It is simply the shape of the hilt like a flower of white bones in full bloom, and the long blade that spreads out from the bones of death and the miserable white flowers is a wild and gorgeous beauty. The blood clan is the kind of flamboyant and arrogant night nobles, their holy weapons naturally reflect their artistic concept, the exaggerated white bone knife handle at the gauntlet hovers upward, if someone holds the knife almost half of the arm is protected by this alternative "arm armor", the miserable white blade that spreads down is deeply inserted into the stone wall, and the entire magic knife exudes an unspeakable blood-red burning flame-like aura...... It's just that it's still undisguised weakness.

Originally, he planned to ask Zheng Zhe to step forward and take it down, but when he really saw the legendary famous knife "Source Blood", Zhu Peng frowned slightly, and then stepped forward to hold the handle of the knife and lifted it hard...... There was a crackling sound, and the handle of the knife was lifted. The mutilated blade was left on the ground...... When it was sealed, it had been severely damaged, and then it was washed away by the many dwarven warrior seals for a hundred years, and the surface of the magic knife was a piece of broken cracks, and after being pulled out of the handle, it was supported for a moment and scattered to the ground.

"This ...... It's just that you have just blown it into the sky. A legendary magic knife that is unparalleled on earth? Waving the bone handle in his hand, Zhu Peng raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the dwarf who had led them here.

"Source Blood...... Also known as the 'Ancestor' of the Bloodline, it is the ultimate embodiment of the Bloodline's blood-sucking ability. According to distant legends, this is caused by the forging of teeth and bones of three generations of blood clans, and has the terrifying effect of greatly increasing the purification of blood energy, but the blade is relatively fragile, although it can drink blood and grow stronger. It can also change the form of the knife according to the user's mind, but it is often inferior to the same level of divine soldiers in frontal combat...... There have been several records of destruction in history, but it can be reborn after drinking blood. The old dwarf explained unhurriedly. Obviously, there was enough anticipation of the scene in front of him.

Zhu Peng also expected it...... When the main god Mao is in charge, he will give you a B-level plot equipment for nothing?

"Source Blood...... It's really a knife as its name suggests. Greatly increases the effect of purifying blood energy, but the knife quality and sharpness are average, but can it drink blood and crescendo? As he muttered to himself, Zhu Peng bit the middle finger of his left hand. It dripped on the bone handle of the magic knife. Suddenly, a half-human knife with an exaggerated arc like a crescent quickly "grew" along the broken hilt.

"How is that possible...... For the source blood to be formed, at least hundreds of blood sacrifice rituals are required. The dwarf warrior in the crowd let out an exclamation of disbelief when he saw the scene in front of him. The old dwarf not far away was also surprised to look at the white-robed man in one hand in the field, just a drop of blood made the magic knife shape successfully, this man's blood quality is probably not inferior to that of an adult dragon...... No, it's still more than that, and it's filled with terrifying energy.

"Nope. Wrong. It's just that the blood is infiltrated with powerful thoughts to guide it, so it can directly shape the knife. But such a false shelf is meaningless at all. It's not much stronger than wood. "After all, it is an elite-level hidden plot character, and the old dwarf with racial identity quickly saw the reality of the knife, this kind of external strength and dry flower frame is meaningless at all, a magic knife that is not much stronger than wood is the minimum blood energy increase and condensation effect of 'source blood', how powerful can it be?

Knives, after all, are mainly used to cut people, and if you use a knife as a staff, it may not be stronger than a C-level or even double-D bloodline staff.

"I knew that the Lord God would never give benefits lightly, let alone a legendary (B-grade) famous sword. I wouldn't have ...... Zheng Zhe, after returning to the main god space, multiply the value of this knife plus a piece of pure gold iron by two and pay me, no problem, right? Without raising his head, he looked at the beautiful Bright Moon Broadsword in his hand, Zhu Peng's thoughts passed on and began the long knife sacrifice at the same time, holding the trick with both hands, the gorgeous big knife was suspended out of thin air, and below it was a pale golden metal block that was burned by a dazzling purple magic fire to catalyze the smelting, familiar with Zheng Zha's knife skills, Zhu Peng naturally knew what kind of form he should adjust the sacrifice. The Source Blood Demon Knife was ranked among the thirteen Sacred Weapons of the Blood Clan by virtue of its own magic power amplification characteristics and its fragile blade, and was even honored by those night nobles as "Ancestor".

So, if there is the best thing to quench the flying sword to strengthen its quenching edge, what kind of dazzling and ferocious light will the legendary-level magic knife that makes up for the shortcomings bloom...... As for Jin Jingtie or something, Zhu Peng is not distressed, as long as he hunts enough prey, when will there be a shortage of materials available for redemption in the main god space.

"Sue the Great Elder of the Dwarves, we have to adapt to the new weapons that are hovering here for three days, and after three days, we will eliminate the threat of the dwarves in one fell swoop." The body shape is suspended out of thin air with the continuous urging of mana, and the sharp gold treasure of Cheng Dù like Jin Jingtie was originally at least a monk of the Jindan Realm to refine micro exercises, but Taiyin Zhu Peng Pure Yang Purple Night Tribulation Mana is pure, and the fire edge is unparalleled, and at this time, on the near side of the magma earth fire in the underground world, it can ingest and transform the earth fire unscrupulously, so at most, in less than a day and a half, it can completely quench the source blood demon knife with a layer of gold essence iron that greatly increases the strength, toughness and sharpness. The reason why the battle was scheduled for three days was that on the one hand, Zhu Peng wanted to restore the mana consumption, and on the other hand, it was also to use the sacrifice of the dwarves to consume the enemy's mana as much as possible and increase the pressure of spellcasting...... Now that the enemy is in the dark and I am in the dark, it is natural to make a brazen attack at a relatively suitable opportunity and kill with one blow.

Three days passed. There are different rates of time in different perceptions. As soon as Zhu Peng lowered his head and raised his head, three days passed in a blink of an eye, when he finished refining the Source Blood Demon Knife. Its face was as pale as paper and weak, and there was even a scratch on the center of its brow that had not healed for a long time...... I don't know for what reason, Zhu Peng integrated a drop of his natal essence blood into this sword sacrifice process, and his vitality was greatly damaged.

The rest of the time is for the trembling Zheng Zhe to familiarize himself with the newly arrived magic knife, although it is completely unnecessary, it was originally tailor-made for it, but it will be a big battle soon after. It's impossible to fight with a weapon you're not familiar with. In that case, it is better to be empty-handed.

"Although it seems that the Taoist chief has good intentions, I was really scared the moment I took the knife. You said I asked him directly what he had done with the knife...... Will he sue me? Zheng Zha smiled bitterly and said to Zhan Lan, the glasses girl on the side. But it was impossible for him to put down the infinitely powerful magic knife in his hand because of palpitations.

"Taiyin has always been good at weighing and deciding, and this time he will sacrifice the most suitable magic knife for you at the expense of himself, although it is a good deal for him to lose thirty percent of his combat power but let you increase his combat power several times. But. To say that he didn't put any hidden and obscure tricks on it. but I do not believe...... No matter what the trap is, it will naturally be known in the future, and as long as you don't swing a knife at him, he won't take your life for no reason. Debugging the witchcraft potions and weapons, Zhan Lan pondered for a moment, and said yes.

"Your Japanese swordsmanship hides the nomadic swordplay, like the slanting moon wolf, although it occasionally appears. But there was a smell of bloodthirstiness...... You must have killed a lot of people with this, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to raise such a murderous aura. Pity. This kind of swordsmanship, like your Galen enhancement, is a radical path that has departed from the righteous path, and you don't want to make higher progress in the kendo field in the future. "Miyata Kuragi holds the knife with both hands and Xiao Bingyi fights and goes, as long as Xiao Bingyi doesn't make any tricks at first, the sword fight in the past two days is Miyata Kuragi wins more and loses, he seems to have once again come out of the shadow of the previous defeat, the katana in his hand, swinging faster, more stable, and more ruthless.

"In the eyes of the Chinese, Japanese swordsmanship does not follow the orthodox way, which shows that good and evil are relative." At this moment, a circle of round shields suddenly appeared on the elbow of Xiao Bingyi's left arm, and he instantly performed a superb shield and sword combination technique, and grabbed the middle of the Miyata Kuramu sword circle, and a shield hit his lower abdomen. Although such a blow was not fatal, the huge impact force also made the ghost warrior's face turn white, and he was speechless.

"What's more, in the choice of the main god's enhancement system, I chose the strengthening route of constantly stacking equipment to increase my strength. No matter whether the swordsmanship is successful or not, my strength will not stop growing, so it is enough. "Today's Xiao Bingyi, his mind is tenacious and stable, how can he be shaken by just a few words of heart-attacking skills. Although he does not have the spirit of dedication to kendo, it does not prevent him from defeating those who dedicate themselves to kendo wholeheartedly...... Strong, that's enough.

"Faster, faster, faster." The left sword and the right sword, the left sword is mysterious, and the right sword is domineering. Mei Luoli's Tang Duoduo was almost about to cry.

However, even if there are tears in the big black and white eyes. But she still gritted her teeth and shook the tall shield in her left hand to defend herself, and the huge battle axe in her right hand exuding a cold aura suddenly slashed down like a rainbow, slashing down on the ground, and actually smashed out a sinking ice pit, overflowing with cold. Cheng Xiao, whose left sword and right sword were crossed, suddenly crashed into her defense from a gap between the axe and shield, and the sword cross was so horizontal on her neck, her eyes were terrifyingly cold.

"Duoduo, your cultivation days are short, so your magic power is very limited. While the Heavy Shield and Ice Axe can increase your offensive and defensive abilities to a level that is not inferior to that of the average veteran, your actual survivability is not much improved...... You have to create enough of an advantage between the few breaths you can magically transform your power, or you won't even have the ability to continue fighting. Tomorrow, Taiyin will ask all the non-wounded of the Zhongzhou team to go to the battlefield. ”

In the corner of the many reincarnators, the fat editor with a thick bandage on his stomach is staring at a black card on both sides and a magical contract covered with traces like a spider's web. This is the Devil's Contract with the Devil Inheritance of the God Eater, and Taiyin did not hesitate to hand these two valuable treasures to two newcomers who have no potential...... It is best to be natural, not to recycle it. Certainly do things where the stakes are huge and the risks are disproportionately low. It's just that until now, neither of them has succeeded.

"What to do, what to do. What to do...... Woo, you're at least wounded, you don't have to go to tomorrow's battlefield, what should I do, what should I do? As the time for the war was approaching, Xiao Yun, who was in a worse and worse mental state, stared at the devil's contract book in front of him with dark circles under her eyes and blank eyes.

Her clenched hands were so hard that if it were ordinary parchment, she would have torn it into countless parts. However, even though Xiao Yun's mental state was already hysterical and very bad, the cobweb covenant in her hand was still quietly unchanged and did not respond. Although, Charles says it's a very hungry devil's contract. Almost as long as there is enough obsession and basic process dù soul can get a response, but the devil is the devil after all, and it is not something that ordinary people can call on. The injured fat editor opposite her also tried to concentrate on the black card in front of her, the bottomless abyss-like darkness. It is like a black water that spreads to completely submerge and devour people's will and soul...... Three days. It's fleeting.

At the head of the dwarven city, three consecutive days of high-intensity bloody battles have exhausted the morale of the dwarf clan to the limit, if it weren't for the fact that this is a naturally tenacious and stubborn race, any human race would have collapsed under such a tidal wave of never-ending offensives. However, even the dwarves are gradually declining under this constant wash...... Especially after the reincarnation of the East American team began to infiltrate the attacking forces, Dwarf City could collapse and fall at any time and anywhere.

Although Zhao Weikong was unwilling to make a move, the knight trio and the black young man with the saw gear were indeed ordered by Shareth. The troops formed by the trio of knights rushed to attack the head of the dwarven city, and the three brothers became one and superimposed each other's defenses. After the whirlwind slaughtered the city, they were almost the only ones to kill others, and the others could not move them, as if they were spinning a circular saw, and everywhere they passed was dripping blood and cut broken corpses, and finally if it were not for a dwarven warrior with a heavy hammer who sacrificed his life to break the knight formation of their three brothers, the dwarven city would have been broken that day.

However, these three brothers are at least a regular style of play.

On the second day, the black young man with a saw gear in his hand made a move, but it was like a black devil running out of the deepest part of hell, the saw gear was divided into two in his hand, and then thrown out wildly, obviously it was just two flywheels, but with the gradual effect of his skills and strengthening ability, the two flywheels flew between him and the dwarf city, and gradually turned into dozens of hundreds and thousands of finally a sawtooth frenzy that was simply black pressing. The black young man only shot for about ten minutes, and then retreated, but in this short ten minutes, he caused hundreds of dwarven warriors to be wounded or killed, and it was even more devastating to the morale of the defenders. If it weren't for the fact that there was no way back, the current dwarven race would have collapsed.

"The original plan was to take Dwarf City in five days without damage, but since it went so smoothly, it should be over as soon as possible. Although the captain didn't say anything, Ellie's difficult girl was probably already very dissatisfied, and split the team to do her own personal business...... At least there had to be enough results for me to go back and explain to the captain. Standing on the high pyramid altar, the forces around Sharesh were not diminished by battle damage, on the contrary, the desert army grew in size and number.

While maintaining such a large army would be a huge burden for the Desert Sage Enhancers, the Pyramid Altar at the foot of Shareth is a huge reserve of Anubis Death Force, which will sweep the world through the Guò Desert Legion, and war and death will bring a constant supply of fear to the Pyramid. The reason why Sharis is not in a hurry to directly suppress the heavy bet to blow up the dwarven city is that on the one hand, he wants to add fuel to the tactics to keep the dwarves hopeful and gradually despair, so that the negative feelings and the battle death soul are more in line with Anubis's death power. In fact, since the next day the black youth shot, Shareth's mana burden and the negative power provided by the dwarf city have gradually broken even, and the reason why there is still a loss now is because he is constantly summoning the desert legions, and at the same time sending scouts in all directions, once he finds that the reincarnation team is not strong enough, it is the army that is pressed down and swept directly.

"Anubis's death power is indeed very useful, and you, the priestess of war, are more competent than both the Scorpion King and Immorton. However, your Desert Sage enhancement is only to Rank A, right? Is there really no problem with the transit load of death divine power in the form of a mortal? It was still a voice from the void all around, but there was no pressure on Shareis, even if he was extremely weak by the huge death divine power that was constantly eroding his body, as long as the captain still had a day left, Zhao Yukong, who still had an obsession in his heart that had not been completed, would never dare to attack himself for no reason...... He, at least, doesn't want to die yet.

"Sea of Divine Grace...... Divine Hell...... My path is not what you can imagine as an assassin. In his heart, the tall priest in golden armor walked to the front of the altar, stretched his hands, and the surrounding desert dead legions naturally let out a tsunami-like shout, and the whole army attacked. (To be continued......)