"Hey, guy hanging on me, how long are you going to stay. ”

The pitch-black long knife, which was about a kilometer long, made a buzzing sound, and the ten thick sticks wrapped around the hilt shook with it.

Chen Hao, who was holding the chain, felt as if there was a huge force that wanted to throw him out, and thanks to all the explosive body strength, he stabilized his body.

"This Brother Dao, Brother Dao, can we have a good talk? Seeing that the other party didn't attack him, Chen Hao felt that he could communicate with this giant knife.

"I'm not your big brother of the knife, my name is Burial Soul, don't recognize my brother, we are not familiar with it yet. "Every word of the giant long knife stirred up a gust of wind, and ten thick chains swayed incessantly with the wind.

"Brother Soul Burial, can you let me go down first, and when I get to the ground, let's have a good chat, it's too high here, I'm afraid that I will fall down and break my bones!" Chen Hao pleaded, the shaking force of the chain shaking his hands almost paralyzed.

As soon as the giant long knife heard Chen Hao's words, he flicked one of the chains, and the thick chain broke free from the deep buried earth and rose to the sky!

The other end of the chain wrapped Chenhao and slowly lowered it to the ground.

"You're the first person I've seen in more than 10,000 years, so it's okay to help you once, but you have to talk to me, and it's about to rust in a dirt bag every day. The giant long knife said, and then the whole body glowed with black and red light, and the other nine thick chains were also pulled out, and the ten chains around the handle of the long knife showed the shape of a helicopter propeller, one rotated, and wrapped a little bit from the handle, like a scabbard, perfectly wrapping the blade of a thousand meters.

"Get smaller!"

The black-red light shone through the gaps in the chains that were wrapping around them, and the huge blade actually began to slowly shrink.

The long knife, which was originally about a kilometer long, shrunk to a person's height, and was inserted in front of Chen Hao.

......

"Okay, let's have a good chat like this. The Soul Burial Knife shook the iron chain on his body, made a crisp sound, and said to Chen Hao.

"The blade of the knife stands up to the sky and the earth, straight into the sky, and can be freely shrunk and bigger, what is this sacred?" Chen Hao was already shocked by the actions of this mysterious long knife, and froze in place, staring at the shrunken Soul Burial Knife.

"Haven't you ever seen such a handsome knife as me?"

The voice of the Soul Burial Knife was a bit like that of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, shaking the chains on his body as soon as he spoke, and they clanged.

"No, it's the first time in my life that I've seen such a handsome knife from Brother Burial!" Chen Hao followed the other party's words and patted his ass, no matter where the other party is sacred, just by virtue of its actions, it must be not a simple knife.

"Really, I'm so handsome, boy, you're a man of speech, much better than my previous master. The Soul Burial Knife happily flew up from the ground and floated around Chenhao a few times.

"Brother Burial Soul, why are you in this land of martial souls?" After the horses patted their feet, Chen Hao felt that he could talk about business.

"The land of martial souls, are you talking about this side of the soul cultivation realm, more than 10,000 years have passed, and people outside don't know that this is the soul cultivation realm now?" Burial Soul replied.

"Isn't this the land of martial souls?" Chen Hao asked.

"This place is called the Soul Cultivation Realm! Because this world was opened up by my previous master, how could I be mistaken? I guess it's because time has passed so long, and people outside have forgotten the real name of this place, so they just took a random name. The Soul Burial Knife said excitedly, wisps of black-red light coming out of his body.

"Your previous master opened it up, could your former master be the founder of the Martial Spirit Land?" When Chen Hao heard the words of the soul burial, he was secretly surprised in his heart, and then slapped his head, as if he had thought of something.

Chen Hao took out the martial soul token and probed it against the soul burial knife.

"Soul Burial Sword Soul, the saber soul of Xuan Ye, the first generation city lord of the Black Dou Giant City. Xuan Ye once held the Soul Burial Knife in his hand and fought with an angel from the Nether for ten days and ten nights, and it was said that even the sky was cut open with a huge rift, and the crack existed for several years before it was completely repaired. It was precisely because of this battle that the body of the Soul Burial Knife was shattered, and Xuan Ye had to open up the Soul Cultivation Realm, foster the Soul Burial Knife Soul in this realm, and wait for the right time to take out the Soul Soul and reshape the Soul Burial Knife. ”

"The soul of the first generation of the Black Dou Giant City, De Sabre, then is this considered a Black Dou Martial Soul?" Chen Hao was confused by the information uploaded by the token, this soul burial sword soul can be said to be a strange thing in the land of martial souls.

"I said, Brother Soul Burial, you have been here for more than 10,000 years, and your former master has not come to look for you?" Chen Hao asked tentatively.

When the soul burial sword soul heard this, it was so angry that its whole body shook.

"Don't mention that negative man, he must have found a new partner and abandoned me directly. "The soul burial sword soul seems to be extremely powerful, but in fact, the mind is a bit like a child.

"And what are your plans now?" Chen Hao saw that the other party's IQ didn't seem to be too high, so he had the idea of abduction, if he could deceive this soul burial knife soul, there would definitely be an unexpected surprise.

"What else can I do? I continue to wait for him here, do I want to go with you? You are just a general-level Great Perfection strength, and you still can't move me. The soul burial sword soul circled around Chen Hao a few times, and saw through Chen Hao's strength.

"Do you want to go out with me to your ex-master?" Chen Hao tempted again.

"The problem is that I only have a soul body now, and as soon as I leave this soul cultivation realm, I will turn into elemental power and slowly return to the origin of the world. The Soul Burial Knife Soul shook its body helplessly and sighed.

"What if you put me in this knife?" When Chen Hao heard this, he felt that there was a play, so he took out the dragon slaying knife and stuck it on the ground.

"Half-step emperor-level battle knife, it's a pity that the sword soul is too weak at the beginning, I think back then, I was a respectable battle knife, if it wasn't for that hateful angel who shattered my body, I wouldn't have to cultivate it in this soul cultivation realm for more than 10,000 years. ”

"There's nothing wrong with this sword, but the soul of the sword in your sword is probably about to be assimilated by me, are you willing to let me live in this sword?" Burial Soul stared at Chen Hao's dragon slaying knife and explained.

Chen Hao hurriedly nodded in agreement, and the soul of the soul burial knife did not have ink, and he plunged directly into the dragon slaying knife.

......

After the soul of the Soul Burial Knife entered the Dragon Slaying Knife, the black and red mysterious lines that were originally on the body of the Dragon Slaying Knife appeared, and the blade began to shake violently.

The blue-purple treasure light of the original half-step emperor level instantly turned into pure purple, which was a sign that the soul of the Soul Burial Knife had assimilated into the Dragon Slaying Knife, which directly promoted the Dragon Slaying Knife to the emperor level in advance.

"Roar!"

The soul of the Dragon Slayer was originally the soul of an earth dragon, which was directly assimilated by the soul of the Soul Burial Knife, and turned into a dragon shadow engraved in the black and red lines.

Seeing the dragon slaying knife vibrating, Chen Hao stretched out his hands and grabbed the hilt, and a soul power came out from the dragon slaying knife and drilled into Chen Hao's eyebrows.

Countless bizarre scenes flashed through Chenhao's mind, as if he had watched a long movie.

"This is the memory of the Soul Burial Knife?"

Chen Hao stared at the scene in his mind, from the time the Soul Burial Knife was first created, until the scene of Xuan Ye, the first generation city lord of the Black Dou Giant City, taking it into his pocket, kept passing one by one, like a slide, and the picture was finally frozen in the scene of Xuan Ye fighting a seraphim.

In the picture, I saw Xuan Ye standing on the wall of the Black Dou Giant City, looking up at the sky. The Seraphim was full of holy light, falling from the sky, and Xuan Ye raised the Soul Burial Knife in his hand and slashed at the angel.

"Why does this figure look so much like the figure at the top of the gate of the Black Fighting Spirit Hall who raised his sword and slashed into the sky? Could it be that person is Xuan Ye?"

The picture continued to play, Xuan Ye used all his strength, and fought with the Seraphim for ten days and ten nights, the sky alternated with the sun and the moon, and the galaxy changed.

I saw that Xuan Ye finally burned his soul, and used the power of the soul burial knife to shatter the blade to tear open the void, and directly slashed the seraphim under the knife.

After that, Xuan Ye, who was seriously injured, returned to the Black Dou Giant City, opened up a vast space, and buried the Soul Burial Knife in the depths of this space.

"This is how the land of martial spirits came from. Chen Hao saw Xuan Ye raise his hand to shatter the void and combine several huge pieces of space fragments into this world, and his face showed surprise.

In the picture, after Xuan Ye buried the soul of the Soul Burial Sword into the earth of the Soul Cultivation Realm, he tore open the space and left.

Relying on the soul-nourishing effect of the soul cultivation realm, the soul burial sword soul was restored little by little, turning into a huge sword soul thousands of meters high, standing up to the sky and the earth.

As the years passed, the soul of the Burial Soul Sword that stood in place gradually petrified and turned into a mountain, which was the same peak that Chen Hao had climbed before.

"Master, where are you? ”

"Master, why don't you bury yourself?"

"Master, come back quickly!"

"Master, hide and seek again, I'll be angry!"

Endless thoughts passed along the dragon slashing knife to Chen Hao's mind, and if the skeleton had tears, maybe Chen Hao had burst into tears.

The picture disappeared from his mind, and Chen Hao reached out and gently stroked the dragon slaying knife that had melted into the soul of the Soul Burial Knife.

"Burial soul, don't worry, I'll take you to your master. As if sensing Chenhao's determination, the Soul Burial Knife, which had regained its blade, let out a cheerful moan.

Ten thousand years of waiting, just to see the master again.

Perhaps, this is the true feeling of a knife.

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