The golden ring died, the Sky Mountain Villa was destroyed, and the storm in Silver Moon City rose again.

These two things shocked people no less than the sudden disappearance of Blackwood Cliff.

All the spearheads are pointed at the Chu family, and of course, some people speculate that the two incidents were actually committed by one person.

And the culprit of this is now sitting in a cave that has just been dug out.

Chu Lan was afraid of being found out that day, so he left the city overnight, came to the mountains in the deserted suburbs, and found the place on the mountainside that was covered by shrubs.

A hole was carved out with a steel sword, the entrance of the cave was blocked with a large stone, and some weeds and branches were used to cover up the entrance of the cave, and after confirming that it was correct, he returned to the cave.

With the night pearl inlaid around, I couldn't wait to take out the rotten iron piece that had just been auctioned off from the storage ring. Compared to that volume of cultivation exercises, Chu Lan was even more curious about what was in this rusted piece of iron.

The iron is rusty, pitted and uneven, as if it will fall off slag when touched, and the appearance is extremely unsightly.

Chu Lan used his spiritual power and smashed it with a fist, leaving not even a trace behind.

He sighed softly, why is such a hard stone so rotten on the outside.

Moreover, he learned from Xia Jingyan that this piece of scrap iron is full of evil, and some of the life palaces are not hard enough, and they have encountered unknown ones when they come into contact with this piece of scrap iron. The seven orifices are bleeding, and the death is very terrifying.

All these perverse phenomena point to what is inside the iron.

Chu Lan condensed his divine sense on his eyes again, and still saw wisps of red mist, and then tried his best to look, and suddenly his eyes hurt like pins and needles.

He didn't dare to do this anymore, and it seemed that the only way to find out what was sealed inside was to cut open the stone.

Chu Lan put aside a few Fusang Dao leaves brought out from under the Tianya Stream to prevent accidents.

It's just that this thing is extremely hard, what is it going to cut him with?

After thinking for a while, the black light flashed in his hand, and a delicate dragon pattern black gold small axe appeared in his hand.

At that time, when Chu Lan was practicing the sword at the end of the world, he instilled spiritual power on this small axe, and found that it was extremely sharp, and it was like cutting tofu for hard rocks or something.

Now Chu Lan's sharpest thing is this object, if this little axe can't cut this piece of iron, then Chu Lan really has no choice.

This little axe was given to him by Chu Daishan when he was a hundred days old, except for the amazing weight, he didn't find anything extraordinary, and at first Chu Lan only regarded it as a toy.

But today, it seems that this is very likely to be a precious divine weapon.

He picked up a small black dragon pattern axe and slashed at the rusty iron, and the surface of the rusty iron slowly fell off, which seemed to be feasible.

Chu Lan didn't dare to be too anxious, once the things inside were destroyed, it was very likely to cause a catastrophe.

He was highly concentrated, and slowly dismantled this piece of iron, the debris on the surface of the iron block was peeled off layer by layer, Chu Lan found that this piece of iron was rusted from the inside out, and the further inside, there were some mysterious runes inside the iron block, like a natural formation, dark and avenue, with the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods.

Like a seal, it locked the things inside, and as time passed, the dusty seal gradually disintegrated and lost its effect, allowing Chu Lan to see the wisps of red substance.

The more Chu Lan thought about it, the more frightened he became, and then thought of those ominous and weird, the cold behind his back, he was gambling, betting that he would not die, betting that he could control this thing.

It's just that the movements in the hands are more careful.

Chu Lan instilled his divine sense on the small axe, but he didn't expect it to be so troublesome, and after a while, he only felt dizzy, and the power of his divine sense was greatly consumed.

Only then did he realize that although this small axe was a divine blade, it could never be used easily until the critical moment.

Chu Lan took the Fusang leaf in his mouth, and when he recovered, he felt that his divine sense was more condensed.

After repeating this three times, the iron in front of him shrank more and more, and the surface fell off layer by layer.

Finally, only a click was heard, and the "dissection" work finally made substantial progress.

Like an eggshell cracking, this crisp sound triggered a chain reaction.

Chu Lan's fingers were stagnant in mid-air at this time, her pupils contracted so badly that goosebumps rose all over her body, and cold sweat instantly wet her clothes.

At this moment, among the rusty iron, there was a bubbling red liquid flowing outward.

Like a red stone agate, it flashes with a strange light, redder than blood.

The most important thing is that a monstrous murderous aura permeated the air, fortunately it was in a remote place, but at this moment, the already sparse grass and trees outside the cave died instantly, and all the birds and beasts died.

And Chu Lan, who was in the center of this raging sea, the impact he received was of course the greatest.

In the crimson liquid as blood, lying quietly was a crimson long sword.

The hilt of the sword is very short, and if you are not careful, you will cut your fingers, and the blade is extremely long and narrow, as if it could easily break.

The blade of the sword is even more slender, and the shape of the sword spine is also very strange, and the source of all the murderous energy comes from this strange style of the crimson killing sword.

Those crimson liquids were formed by the extreme condensation of murderous aura.

It is a sword with an evil nature all over it, as if it was born to kill and destroy life

No wonder most of the people who have come into contact with it have encountered ominous, even a wisp of this murderous aura is enough to kill.

The rusty iron on the outside was all shattered, and the peerless killing sword was finally born.

It has been floating in the underground stone fetus for thousands of generations, I don't know what period it originated from, the ancient times, the flood waste, and even the longer immortal ancient era?

I don't know how it was forged, who held it, who sealed it in the stone skin, everything is a mystery.

When Chu Lan got him out, he was contaminated with cause and effect.

Now he doesn't know anything else, the only thing he knows is that he is dying.

The killing sword was officially born, and the dazzling red light shone on the heavens and the earth, and the killing sword actually appeared in mid-air by itself, as if it had an independent consciousness.

Now the monstrous murderous aura, the angry sea all rushed towards Chu Lan, making him like a leaf of duckweed, swept away in the stormy sea, swaying and helpless, as if he was about to be swallowed at any time.

At the moment when the murderous aura entered Chu Lan's body, he was as if he had been suddenly dragged into a bloody purgatory, and everywhere he looked, there was endless blood. Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, broken arms and stumps are everywhere, demons and ghosts are rampant, and it is raining in the sky, slimy and slimy rain, he spreads out his palms, and the rain falls on his hands.

Only then did I find out where the rain was, and there was endless blood rain in the sky.

He couldn't feel a trace of life in the world, and the suffocating feeling penetrated into the depths of his soul, like a ghost hand poking out of the water of the Yellow Spring Pond grabbing his soul, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.

Now, within Chu Lan's sea of knowledge, the color of blood enveloped everything, the original golden soul lake was boiling, and there were countless demons and ghosts churning in it, and endless corpses, in the thick blood water, laughed fiercely, desperately struggling to rush towards him.

He has become a coveted delicacy in this demon world.

Chu Lan's consciousness became more and more blurred, his body seemed to be torn by a monster, his eyes were dull, and he could feel the pain to the bone, but he couldn't react, he could only let the devil tear him apart, and the devil devoured him.

Chu Lan's internal organs were dug out, his limbs were broken, and his intestines flowed to the ground. Everything happened in his consciousness, although it was unreal, but his pain was no different from what was real.

Just as he was about to become a part of this bloody world, a light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes in the endless evil world.

Like a drop of ice water dripping on the back of his neck, he finally stopped being unconscious.

At that moment, his blood boiled, and the blood flow speed around his body accelerated, and when he washed away his blood vessels, he made the sound of huge waves crashing on the shore.

Like thunder, grand and solemn.

In the blood that was originally red like ordinary people, all kinds of golden runes floated.

There were thousands of runes, filling his veins like broken gold.

His blood turned from bright red to pale gold.

And the countless golden runes that rose up seemed to have been inherited from the ancient Chaos Period, no one knew what they meant, but each one was unique in this heaven and earth, representing the most original will in heaven and earth.

The golden runes reappeared, as if they had life, and at this moment they turned into thousands of golden armor divine soldiers, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, like a huge ant colony pouring out of their nests, surging from all over their bodies.

There seemed to be a war drum sounding in Chu Lan's body

"Knock Knock"

That's the heart beating vigorously.

Countless golden villains, driving the magic car, densely packed, overwhelming, rushed into this endless demon world.

Thousands of demons and ghosts, nine steamed and nine dried, boiled and fried.

The ghost pawn in the sea of blood seems to have met a natural nemesis. Destroyed and torn apart in an instant.

Like ice and snow melting in the sun, catkins are blown away in the breeze.

The endless blood-colored world was destroyed by the Jin family's divine soldiers who suddenly broke in with the power of urging withering and repairing.

Senluo Hell, mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, stumps and broken arms, internal organs and dry bones, and a demon world. Fragmented and disintegrated in this frenzy, Chu Lan returned to the real world.

It's like waking up from a dream, but it's a terrible nightmare

Chu Lan sat on the ground, panting heavily, breathing heavily, and the cold sweat had completely wet his body.

It was as if he had just been tortured in hell in eighteen ways, fainting countless times, and being awakened countless times by pain, and the cycle went on and on, tormenting his mind.

And the source of all this is nothing more than the terrifying aura released by a killing sword.

Now the sword fell before him. exuded a strange red light, but it was much more restrained than just now, as if he recognized Chu Lan as the master.

Chu Lan's eyes were extremely red, and although he had regained the dominance of his body, it was obvious that the influence of the murderous aura had not completely disappeared.

A hatred that seemed to burst out of his body exploded in Chu Lan's chest, and he now had an urge to kill. The scenes of what the Jin family had done to him came to mind.

Chu Lan shuddered suddenly, he knew that he couldn't be affected by this negative emotion, so he hurriedly put a Fusang Dao leaf in the center of his eyebrows.

I took another one and chewed it in my mouth, the reddish-brown leaves exuded a bitter taste, bitter and sweet, with a hint of sweetness. This kind of tea is hard to find in the world, and it is a treasure for meditation and enlightenment.

A chill permeated his body, and he finally calmed down. Operate spiritual power to expel all the murderous energy in the body.

It's just that when Chu Lan looked inward, he was surprised to find that the blood actually appeared a faint gold, like broken gold scattered in red agate.

Chu Lan didn't know whether this change was a blessing or a curse, but he knew that the change in blood was an important reason for him to get out of the bloody world.

Chu Lan got up, did not immediately put away the red killing sword, but used the steel sword to dig into the belly of the mountain again, until he went deep into the belly of the mountain, he stopped and still took the red killing sword to the deepest depth.

Put away the iron sheet that was peeled off just now, this piece of rusty iron is not small, so a large part of it has fallen off, Chu Lan felt that the killing sword only had this kind of iron and stone that could be used as a scabbard. Otherwise, if you take it out of your body in the future, as soon as such a strong murderous aura spreads, you may not know what will happen.

This killing sword is obviously not ordinary, although it is ominous, but it is also a peerless killing weapon, once it is known by people with different intentions, I am afraid it will cause a lot of trouble.

Chu Lan went outside to take a bath, took off his sweat-soaked clothes, and changed into a refreshing robe. Come to Silvermoon City and find one of the best blacksmiths to make a scabbard out of a pile of rotten iron.

The master's eyes were strange, the iron and stone with such a strong rust still used him to do anything, I don't have any pure gold and dark iron here, which one doesn't have to be strong.

After all, the person who came paid a lot of money, he just thought about it in his heart, and did not ask.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this seemingly tattered scrap iron would be so troublesome to deal with.

Ordinary flames couldn't be smelted at all, and in the end, the fire of the center of the earth was used, and it took three full days to dissolve him.

Finally, five days later, Chu Lan was satisfied with the simple scabbard forged from rusty iron.

Returning to the mountain, he took out the crimson killing sword, and carefully sealed it with the scabbard, he still felt that it was not enough, and wrapped it in a layer of black cloth, so he was relieved.