"Brother, the stick is black, and it doesn't look good at all. ”

"Uh...... What do you think Ku'er looks good at?"

"No, it's black, well, it's ...... Changed to a sword? Yes, let's change to a sword, brother?"

"What kind of sword does Ku'er want to change?"

"It's better to be beautiful, a sword more beautiful than the starry sky. ”

"Well, then brother will change to a sword that is more beautiful than the starry sky. ”

The starlight shifts, twisting the picture beneath the starry sky, and gradually dimming, obscuring the traces of existence with a stronger light.

A ray of purple light, gradually brightening in the dark night, spreads up along the soft starlight sprinkled quietly, the misty and brilliant purple completely lights up the night sky, the bright purple sprinkles the world, and the graceful brilliance infiltrates all things.

"Brother, it's really more beautiful than the starry sky. ”

"Do you like that bitterness?"

"Well, Ku'er likes it very much, I like it the most. ”

"Hehe, if you like it. ”

Ku'er lowered her head, enjoying the pampering from the top of her head, squinted her eyes slightly, and everything in her eyes changed again, reflecting the three-and-a-half figure lying on the ground in front of her.

"Brother. She muttered, her eyes reddening slightly.

It's just a short gaze, but it seems that thousands of years have passed, and it is no longer the original.

Raising her head, her reddened eyes reflected a much dimmer glow, and the trace of a tear flowing through her face completely faded, and what rose immediately was an unprecedented solemnity, a look she had never had.

In this moment, she is her, but not just her.

"Kill!" she shouted softly, pointing at the purple sword that had been shot out of shape.

The purple long sword is still moving, constantly being slapped by the child's life, and it is also the initiative to attack, exchanging the dimness of the purple light and the shallow marks of the sword body for the wear and tear of the child's metacarpal bone, which seems to have a great righteousness, and the injury is exchanged for injury.

Ku'er's shout, it felt it, it felt very familiar, as if it had heard it somewhere, and heard it many times, but it didn't know where it was.

It was confused, and the few intellects it possessed made it unable to think clearly.

"Kill!" Ku'er shouted again.

As if in his sleep, outside the dream, there is a familiar person calling, to awaken the consciousness immersed in the illusory dream, Ku'er called the purple sword, calling its real name, wanting to wake it up from the sleep of the years.

It's familiar, it's really familiar.

As if he had heard it thousands of times, he already had an indelible nick in his memory, and the purple longsword thought about it, wanting to search for the memory corresponding to the memory notch.

What a familiar sound, what a familiar word, what a familiar feeling, what a familiar ......

Just by hearing it, there is a surging surge, a force hidden in the deepest part of the turmoil, as if the years have been silent for too long, and I can't wait to completely explode the depression that has accumulated in the years.

It trembled, a crisp and joyful hum resounded beneath the palm of the child's left hand, resounding in the air still illuminated by its radiance.

If it is the leisurely of the ancient clock, it comes from the years before the traces are still blurred, and if it is the nature of the avenue, it is like this, even after endless years, it is still the appearance of the beginning.

It's, it's still it, it was a long time ago.

"Kill!"

Ku'er's shout again, mixed with the eternal mark drilled out of the gap in time, in the constant humming sound, the purple light became rich and bright, but the will to destroy the heaven and earth is no longer asleep, diffuse in the purple light of the dazzling world, and want to kill everything!

I am Killing, I have slaughtered hundreds of millions of living beings, drunk the blood of immortals, and I am the strongest sword in the eternal world-Kill!

The sleeping memory and will are revived, and the purple sword retrieves its name, the memories it once had, and the will it carries...... Where I am, where the will goes, people block and kill people, immortals block and kill immortals, if heaven and earth block, I will kill the heavens and the earth!

Kill people, kill immortals, kill heaven and earth!

I'm just killing!

The mottled marks on the sword's body were gradually repaired in the purple light, but it was a shame that could not be forgotten, even when the memory was hazy, before it was revived, it could not allow it to exist.

Once drunk the blood of immortals and fought with heaven and earth, but now it is injured by a small holy realm, it is not allowed!

He once slaughtered hundreds of millions of living beings, and his blood infected reincarnation, but now, it is just the destruction of a bloodless skeleton, which is meaningless and harmless.

Kill, kill!

Kill, ruthless!

"I didn't expect that there was such a wonderful power hidden!" Tong Ming was amazed, and couldn't help but let out a greedy admiration.

The purple long sword, that is, the slayer, after grinding off his palms, erupted with a powerful killing will, which instantly shook his heart, shocked his body for a short period of time, and shocked his killing will to actively converge.

Killing is powerful, he decided.

The power of killing represents its past, or future, but it is by no means the present.

Its momentum is constantly climbing, towards the glory it once had, and after the passage of time, after experiencing some things, it will become very strong, and may even surpass the power it once had.

However, it is not strong enough now.

He won't give it a chance to continue to get stronger.

The mutilated palm waved, and between the broken white bones, new bones grew, and after two waves up and down, it returned to its original appearance, glowing with a beautiful silver translucent light, and it looked bewitching in purple.

Behind the ribs, on the left side of the chest, wisps of blood-like ruddy appeared, intertwining and expanding in a rapid manner.

It was only a very short time, and before he had time to take a deep breath, a bloody heart was beating inside the hollow skeleton, transmitting the sound of blood gushing around.

Then, the child's body became illusory, the bones of his whole body trembled, and the harsh and unpleasant sound reverberated in the purple light, causing many people to suddenly dizzy.

The shimmering silver bones fell apart, and many of the longer bones broke from the smooth, and many of the bones broke into several pieces, and they seemed to have completely lost their strength, and fell down due to weakness.

The bones of different shapes and sizes fell slightly, but they were invisibly pulled, breaking the shackles of space, and appeared next to the ever-stronger killer in an instant.

The bones appeared, still scattered, like stars in the universe, pulled by gravity, in the brilliant purple light, wandering to form a beautiful nebula, not close, not separated.

But it was the bones of the child's life, and after wandering, there was a movement, enveloping the killing that released purple light.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth here became dim, and the remnants of purple light disappeared, and only the thick layer of gold coins above his head and the barrier formed by the gold coins emitted golden brilliance.

In the meantime, there is darkness, there is light, but it is not as dark as the light.

Dark, from the heart, to the eyes...... The whole world.