Text Chapter 122 The Nine Channels of the Evil Sword

Jiuqu pulled out a bone sword again, shook his hand and threw out a sword flower, because of the material of the sword body, the blade let out a low hum.

Some people say that a good sword has its own soul, which is indeed an exaggeration.

But there is indeed such a group of people, who are obsessed with the ideals in their hearts to the extent of being enchanted.

And no matter what these people do, they will give people amazing results.

This bone sword is like this, it is not only sharp, but also very visual, as if it is the sharpest weapon in the world!

Jiu Qu said expressionlessly: "Please, as long as you don't disturb me to try the sword." ”

The night owl and his party and Jiuqu, as if they were competing for hunting speed, climbed all the way to the top of the Heavenly Pillar.

After Zhou Yan killed the last mutant bird, he looked at Jiuqu, who was fighting with a large group of mutant crows behind him, and pouted dissatisfiedly.

"What's the matter, if it weren't for us, he would have survived until now?"

Jiuqu's fighting style is indeed fierce, and it is completely lifeless, and even several times, he almost died under the claws of mutated birds.

If it weren't for the night owls who shared most of the attacks of the mutant beasts, Jiuqu's sword test journey would have died a long time ago.

The night owl knew that this Jiuqu was indeed a talent, and he had made a few weapons.

For example, the black widow's Tang knife, or Wu Xiangtian's emerald green dagger, are all rare and good things on the market.

The last time he met Wu Xiangtian, even if he had obtained a good ability, the emerald green dagger had always been on his body as a means of saving his life after his soul energy ran out.

However, Jiuqu's bone sword is three points more refined than the weapon made by the night owl. In the eyes of the night stalker, those bone swords can even be called works of art, and the perfect shape and reasonable structure are all areas that the night stalker cannot reach.

However, Jiuqu seemed to be dissatisfied with his work, and broke a total of three bone swords along the way.

The most rare thing is that the bone swords made by Jiuqu can exert 100% of the ability of mutant beasts.

For example, a short sword that has just been broken, every time it is slashed, it can bring a gust of wind, and these wind blades sweep through like thousands of sharp blades, directly killing more than a dozen mutated birds.

You must know that these birds are all close to the existence of second-order mutant beasts, and Jiuqu can destroy the withering and decaying with only one bone sword and brute force, so you can imagine the preciousness of these bone swords.

Jiuqu is not a competent swordsman, nor is he a warrior who makes good use of his abilities, he is simply a swordsmith.

I don't know why, a word "evil sword" suddenly popped up in the night owl's heart!

Everyone doesn't know how much time has passed, and the never-ending killing has finally come to an end.

The top of the Heavenly Pillar is much smaller than everyone imagined, with a gate erected in the middle of a platform of hundreds of square meters.

However, to everyone's surprise, the girl in white who had announced the rules before was waiting for everyone to arrive at the door.

This is the second time Night Stalker has seen the girl, but it feels the same as before, giving it a bottomless feeling.

Although the girl's appearance was bright and lovely, it made the night owl feel a kind of shiver in the bottomless abyss.

Seeing that no one spoke, the girl in white said with a little disappointment, "Don't you have anything to ask?"

The Night Stalker stepped forward and said in a somewhat unkind tone, "Since you are here, there must be something to say, if it is not the new rules of the game, then it is to advise us to turn back." ”

The girl in white patted her palm in surprise and said, "Yes! I didn't expect you to be quite smart." ”

"So, can we tell us the new rules now?" said the Night Stalker coldly.

The girl in white tapped her red lips with her fingers, stared at the night owl and said something confusing.

"I'm getting more and more curious about who you are, what an unpredictable little guy. ”

The night owl was embarrassed when she heard this, this girl's appearance lasted no more than a teenager, but her tone was old-fashioned and unacceptable.

The white-clothed girl's gaze then turned to the others and said, "Since you have arrived at the gate of the Heavenly Pillar, then it is necessary for me to tell you the truth about some things. For example, why the creatures in this area awaken en masse. ”

As soon as the girl finished speaking, the crowd erupted into a commotion.

The disaster of the Lost Forest can be said to be the biggest suspense, but the girl in white actually knows the inside story of this matter. Or rather, she was the mastermind of this catastrophe at all.

However, the girl in white did not pay attention to the noise of everyone, but said to herself: "I know, you human beings, all think this is a disaster. But I can tell you unequivocally that this is not a disaster, but a gift. ”

Because of the loss of his family, Zhou Yan couldn't help but roar loudly from his heart when he heard the girl say that this was a gift.

"The gift of bullshit! The gift you speak of, has taken the lives of millions of people! Is that the gift you are talking about?"

The girl in white looked cold, and suddenly stretched out a hand, and Zhou Yan, who had the peak strength of the first order, flew out of the platform in an instant.

It was as if there was an invisible big hand, pinching Zhou Yan's neck, and his body had already flown outside the platform, and under his feet was an abyss.

The black flame in the palm of the night owl's hand suddenly rose: "We are not here to let you slaughter at will, if you don't let go of my friend, even if it is desperate, I will kill you!"

The girl in white turned her head and glared at the night owl, as if she was under substantial pressure, pressing the night owl to the ground, as if she was carrying a burden of gold on her shoulders, and the stone slab under her feet was shattered.

"Hmph, I'll spare you this time, if you dare to speak out again, I will wipe you out directly!"

The night owl felt the pressure on his body suddenly lighten, and suddenly sat down on the ground and gasped for air.

And Zhou Yan was like a puppet pulled by a rope, and his body slid to the side of the night owl against the ground.

The night owl didn't expect that the strength of this girl in white was so terrifying, although she was a little unwilling in her heart, she didn't dare to speak anymore, but she had already planted the factor of resistance in her heart.

The girl in white spoke again, "What do you think you are capable of! I can tell you that it is a blessing from the God of Creation." As for the dead humans, they are nothing more than a bunch of useless waste. And the blessing that causes the awakening of all beings is the dream come true! In other words, if you want to, if the impulse in your heart is strong enough, then the dream will become a reality. ”

Everyone grew their mouths in unison when they heard this, as the girl in white said, the abilities on their bodies are indeed the things that their hearts desire the most. But what kind of person is the person who can perform such miracles?