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Wang Shi walked on this black gravel wasteland, even more silent, there were still a few drops of rain occasionally, but now there was nothing, as if he had walked into a large tomb buried in the ground.

Gradually, Wang Shi's left hand shook involuntarily.

The Black Death Curse uncontrollably moved, and even showed signs of eruption.

Looking at the Black Death Curse surging on his left hand, Wang Shi immediately activated his spiritual power to suppress it.

If the Black Death Curse broke out now, he really didn't know what to do, and he didn't have time to care about it now. Master Zun said that the third outbreak of the Black Death Curse is dangerous and abnormal, and if you don't get it, it will be a dead end, if you die before you see the demon knife, you will really be laughed to death by others again.

As soon as I got here, the Black Death Curse was triggered, and it seems that the Black Death Curse really has a different relationship with the Demon Knife Hatred Killing.

Fortunately, the power of the Black Death Curse's active eruption is not strong, and it doesn't need to use much spiritual power to suppress it. After suppressing the black death, Wang Shi moved forward more and more cautiously.

It's almost ten miles of wasteland, and if you walk step by step like this, you really don't know when you will be able to get there. After making sure that there was no danger here, Wang Shi began to run.

You can't use spiritual techniques such as Soaring Arts, but you can still use spiritual power.

After infusing his legs with spiritual power, Wang Shi kicked the ground violently, and his feet suddenly exploded, directly catapulting him out. Using his spiritual power, Wang Shi ran fast across the wasteland.

Wang Shi suddenly glanced back, but found that the footprints he had stepped on just now were gone, and the impact just now had clearly blown up a big pit in the black gravel, but now it disappeared strangely, could it be that the stone would move? This wasteland is really unusually weird.

There was no time to explore the mystery of this black gravel, Wang Shi just moved forward. This world is so big, there are too many strange things, not to mention that Wang Shi has only been in cultivation for a few months, it would be strange if he knew everything.

After running like an arrow for a while, Wang Shi finally came to the center of the wasteland.

As if it had broken suddenly, Wang Shi's feet were unfathomable cliffs, so dark that he couldn't see the bottom at all, let alone see anything inside.

And this "cliff" is actually very small, much like a larger well.

The darkness revealed by this well is the same as the blackness of the black scabbard, enough to swallow all blackness. At this time, the black scabbard also trembled slightly, as if he saw the master.

This eerie darkness levitated, sealing everything into a dead silence, causing those who got here to involuntarily hold their breath.

Sniffing the air slightly, Wang Shi frowned slightly, but without much hesitation, he took a step forward.

has already arrived here, even if it is hell below, Wang Shi jumped down without hesitation.

He took out the gem that he had taken advantage of the little girl, but it didn't illuminate as much as expected. When I was in the Ten Thousand Snakes Underground Palace, this gem could illuminate a distance of a hundred steps, but now it can't even shine a single step away, and it is as weak as a firefly.

The darkness here is like a substance, so viscous that it swallows everything.

The darkness is suffocating.

The further down it fell, the thicker the darkness became, the thicker it was terrifying, the thicker it devoured everything, and the light of the gem was useless at all, and Wow Ang had no choice but to put it away.

The darkness here has a unique aura, and the further down it goes, this peculiar aura gets thicker and thicker, I can't tell what it is, it's just so thick that I can't breathe at all.

Wang Shi could only hold his breath now, let himself fall, and use his spiritual power to accelerate his fall.

The surging of the Black Death Curse became stronger and stronger, and Wang Shi could clearly feel that the darkness here seemed to be pouring into the Black Death Curse in his left hand, and the Black Death Curse was also devouring this kind of thing.

With the strength of the Black Death Curse, the edge of the outbreak was getting closer and closer to Wang Shi, and Wang Shi had to use more spiritual power to suppress the Black Death Curse.

At this time, the black scabbard seemed to be excited, and it was as if it wanted to get out of its hand.

While holding his breath, he also had to suppress the Black Death Curse and hold the black scabbard, so he could only give up accelerating with his spiritual power and let himself fall.

However, this darkness seems to have no bottom, and Wang Shi has been falling.

Gradually, Wang Shi finally discovered that the darkness here was too thick, not only the absorption of the Black Death Curse, but the darkness actually entered his body, forming a rune that was similar to the Black Death Curse but completely different.

There was not the slightest aura here at all, and it was impossible to recover the consumed spiritual power, and with the strength of the Black Death Curse, there was more and more spiritual power that needed to be suppressed from it. In addition, the darkness of the unknown thing also began to erode Wang Shi's body, making his body look strange.

At this time, the struggle of the black scabbard finally reached its peak, and it suddenly broke away from Wang Shi's grasp, and fell down rapidly.

Just suppressing the Black Death Curse had already consumed most of his spiritual power, and Wang Shi could only let the black scabbard fly away from him.

After a long tug-of-war with the Black Death Curse, finally, a glimmer of coarse light, an extremely coarse light, appeared. It's as if the light has been split into very thin silk threads and then entered into darkness, making the light look rough.

The Black Death Curse suddenly fell silent, for everything seemed to be quiet, even the light was silent here.

The thick darkness before also disappeared, and he was finally able to breathe freely, and Wang Shi slowly floated down, landing on the very edge of the light source

It's the same black pebble as above, but the black here seems to be even more "black". The darkness here seems to be boundless, but there is a light source here, and a space is carved out of the darkness. This space is slightly larger than the "wellhead" above, but it is not that big, only ten steps in diameter.

Where the light source was was a knife, a knife stuck in a small black gravel.

Demon Knife - Tired of killing.

Suppressing the surprise and excitement in his heart, Wang Shi slowly walked towards the knife.

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Without hesitation, A stretched out the deer firewood in his hand.

This piece of firewood, which was as messy as a deer's antlers, was stabbing towards Zhao Wenqi like a neat row of swords at this time.

You can dodge with a sword stab, but you can't dodge with a row of swords.

A sword like autumn water, but it is extremely sharp!

At the beginning, Wu Shao gave up the black snake sword that was suitable for him, and always chose this cold autumn water, just because of its sharpness. This sharpness completely cuts off anything. When fighting against the ghost dragon snake, the scales that were comparable to high-grade spiritual weapons were broken by a sword. Now that Leng Qiushui is so suitable for Zhao Wenqi, it will naturally become sharper in his hands.

Pare!

It's easy to sharpen!

It's as easy as peeling a fruit!

A row of swords, a row of deer firewood were all cut off!

did not take advantage of the situation to attack, Zhao Wenqi retreated instead, and said very contemptuously: "If you say that you will make three moves, you will make three moves!"

Looking at Lu Chai, which was easily cut off by Zhao Wenqi, Jia frowned slightly, and asked, "Your sword has surpassed the scope of a high-grade spiritual weapon?"

"I'll just say you know a piece of!"

A really knows everything about Zhao Wenqi, but this is only limited to before Zhao Wenqi went to Heiwu Mountain, he naturally didn't know about Leng Qiushui, let alone that Zhao Wenqi had comprehended a new sword technique.

However, at this time, Jia suddenly smiled and said, "No wonder your master said that you are his disciple, so it is interesting." Now that you have this sword, you should have improved your Chunli Sword Technique now. Looks like I'm going to get serious. ”

As he spoke, A walked forward.

Since he said that he made three moves, Zhao Wenqi naturally couldn't take the lead in making a sword.

So, A walked in front of Zhao Wenqi.

Still the same as the previous step in Qingyun Mountain, Jia took a step forward and forcibly cut off all of Zhao Wenqi's moves.

Although Zhao Wenqi may have comprehended new sword moves, the basis of everything is the Chunli Sword Technique. A really knows the Chunli sword trick well, and he can easily take this step.

Now it is not as good as in Qingyun Mountain, Zhao Wenqi can completely retreat, and after retreating, he can still be very calm. But he didn't retreat, because he was Su Changbai's disciple, so he would never retreat.

Like a long sword, it was forcefully inserted into Zhao Wenqi's chest.

However, Zhao Wenqi took out his sword.

Crazy Sword!

There was surprise in A's eyes, but it was only for a moment.

After that, A calmly struck out, and his pale hand floated lightly like a cloud.

For the Chunli Sword Technique, Jia has been trained since he was a child, or he has been training since he was a child to kill Zhao Wenqi, so he is so familiar with Zhao Wenqi's moves that he can no longer be familiar with them.

The two fingers like pale magnolia flowers easily caught Zhao Wenqi's cold autumn water.

It is true that the cold autumn water is extremely sharp, but when it is clamped, it loses any effect.

At the same time, the cloud-like hand floated over.

Ignoring this palm, Zhao Wenqi swept his legs.

A's palm easily reached Zhao Wenqi's chest, but this cloud-like palm emitted an explosive force, directly pressing Zhao Wenqi's chest.

At this time, Zhao Wenqi's legs swept across, but A raised his leg slightly, blocking Zhao Wenqi, and then bounced out like a praying mantis out of a knife.

Zhao Wenqi immediately flew out, and all the bones in his chest began to crack like spider webs, and the calf bones were already broken at this time.

Although he relied on his ferocity to crack the advance of the armor, Zhao Wenqi still paid a lot of price. A really knows too much about his moves, and his attack is so ruthless, it is completely a killing move, if it weren't for Zhao Wen using powerful spiritual power to protect his chest, he would be dead now.

A frowned and looked at the bleeding palm.

The two fingers, which looked like magnolia petals, had been cleanly shaved off at this time.

No matter how beautiful a person is, if he lacks his fingers, he is always not beautiful.

A really didn't expect Leng Qiushui to be so sharp that he could shave off his fingers with a slight turn. But he didn't care, just said lightly: "This sword, it's very good." ”

"You know a!"

Ever since he was a child, A has never been angry, but he is very calm. When his opponent stabbed him in the chest, and when his friend behind him stabbed him, A was not angry, but remained very calm.

Now, Jia showed a faint smile, and a slender blood needle slipped out of his sleeve, landed on his hand, and slowly walked towards Zhao Wenqi.

He hadn't used a blood needle for many years, and many years ago, when the last person in the blood pool was killed by himself, he hadn't used a blood needle, just a pair of hands was enough to make all the heavenly stems surrender.

It's just that now, it seems that it can't be done without blood needles.

At this time, the sword is the best, with the three strong moves, the "cool weather" alone is enough to hurt the armor, if the timing is better, "Qiu Xin" will definitely be able to kill the armor.

However, Zhao Wenqi did not draw his sword, but only despised Jia.

If you say that you will make three moves, you will be asked to make three moves.