Chen Mo felt that today's luck was really good. First of all, Norton's two or five young spirits gave full play to the nature of the leading party, guiding him to find Konstantin's eggs smoothly.

And was about to take a closer look at the few alchemy swords in hand,

"Willing" to test the knife

The "evil dragon" came to the door. From a distance of thousands of meters, Chen Mo could hear the violent beating of that heart, and it was conceivable that every heavy heartbeat represented a huge amount of oxygen and blood being pumped into all parts of the monstrous dragon's body, adding the boiling fuel of the dragon's blood to the point of tearing open the throat of the intruder.

A certain realm was unleashed, and the calm 'fires' of the realm were deliberately guided to fully unleash their nature, and the elements of the fiery riot rapidly raised the temperature of the realm.

The sheer heat was enough to bake any living human in the realm, but the units that could pose a threat to the spirit clearly did not include the dragon lord who was above the freer.

Listening to the excited roar of the prey because he couldn't wait to send him to the table, Chen Mo pointed his finger on the solemn and magnificent dragon text on the bronze box,

The proverb "The blood of every king shall end with the sword" is sung and whispered in the original voice of the dragon. The inscription on the knife box gradually lit up with a glimmer of light, and the murder weapon that must have been revived with blood came to life under the irreversible law, and the changes with a strong sense of existence appeared on these swords, and the beating sound of the heart was far more than the dragon servant who was a moth to the fire, and a vivid sound sounded on the seven swords at the same time, and the heartbeat of the seven swords was chaotic and extremely harmonious, like a flood bell like a drum, and together played a fierce funeral song for the dead souls under the sword.

The vine-like patterns on the box were flickering rapidly, and the living spirits were awakened without sacrifices, frantically thirsting for blood, the blood of half-bloods, the blood of dragons, and ...... The blood of the king.

These dragons, sealed in pure metal by Norton, have become blood-hungry monsters, these living beings have not even the slightest sanity left, only instinct, the instinct to kill and devour their own kind, holding them is like holding the body of a living dragon, and sin will climb up your hands along the handle of the sword, leading the user to the depths of slaughter.

This is what they really are, instinct and sin have long overtaken the fear of the superior, they were created to swing their swords at the king, the laws of the white king force their awakening, but they are also ready to turn the finger at the king who commands.

Chen Mo heard the curse of the living spirits, these torture instruments require extremely pure dragon blood, every time you open the box sacrifice, you will make a deal with the living spirits in it when you open the box, and those who disobey the rules will be given a fatal curse.

"Seven mad dragons." Chen Mo shook his head and made a summary of the seven living spirits in the sword that were on the verge of distortion, they had been distorted to the point that it was impossible to distinguish the shape and structure of the soul, I am afraid that only when the fate of the king was truly terminated could the true face of these 'filths' be seen from the ultimate pleasure.

To be able to create such a thing, no matter how angry and powerless Lord Norton was in that book, Chen Mo now recognized his name as the son of the Black King.

The roar of thunder on the ground exploded in front of the bronze hall, and Samson crossed half the city in the bronze mechanism that ran all things, only to vent his anger on the enemy who dared to offend the dignity of the Gray King.

The black terrifying dragon claws tore open the bronze gate, the gate made of recycled metal was pressed down by the huge mouth under the copper bone mask, and the bite force of the upper and lower jaws erupted dozens of times that of the crocodile hippopotamus to reach a terrifying value, and the muscles between the cheeks drove the sharp dragon teeth, with tens of thousands of pounds of force, the bronze door shape that had lost the connection of the living spirit turned into a ball of twisted metal garbage, and then the dragon jaw was slammed shut, and the red light of the lava burst out from the gap between the jaws.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows in surprise, surprised by Samson's choice of almost psychic attack, he also thought that this three generations of sanity that had lost control would pounce in front of him and take a sip of the monarch flame, of course, this kind of action would only be effective when the fully embodied Bronze and Fire King used it himself.

The black-scaled blood-streaked dragon squire opened its closed jaw, and a dazzling light source flashed from his throat along with a surging bronze stream, and the special bronze with a melting point of four digits was heated into a flowing rage under the king's flames, and the hot and deadly bronze molten flame rushed towards the figure stealing the throne with a mortal dragon heart, and the extreme heat and heavy bronze impact seemed to destroy everything in its path.

It's not just what was just called

"Lingjue", the switch of words and spirits completed in an instant was enough for Chen Mo to praise him without hesitation, from Jun Yan to Blazing Sun, immediately restricting the activity of the fire element after ending the smelting of bronze, and at the same time, the concise arrangement of Jun Yan's dragon text was directly changed to Blazing Sun compression chanting, and the strong light of the small sun was the best cover for flowing copper liquid.

This is a fighting quality that is still retained even if he is demented, and the instinct to fight has been deeply ingrained in Samson's flesh and blood.

If this was a surprise attack on a half-blood, then all that would be left on the throne would be a devastated corpse, and if it was a dragon of similar blood to him standing on it, Samson's attack would be enough to establish a great advantage.

But in front of him is a dragon king. The molten bronze flooded the two thrones, as well as the brass of Constantine

"Fetal room", only did not touch the corner of Chen Mo's clothes. The black dragon boy shrank his head, and appeared in front of the dragon's body in an instant, Chen Mo put down the knife box in his hand, and delicately pulled out the shortest 'lust', raised his arm and pointed at Samson's eyebrows, and the lengthy dragon text that was compressed to the extreme highlighted the obscure tone from his mouth with a strange accent, as if there were two kings giving orders to the world at the same time.

Word Spirit, King's Power, Word Spirit, Precept. Two completely different pressures descended on this three-generation species at the same time, the royal power came to the body, and the precepts descended the soul.

Hundreds of times the gravity is unbearable even for dragons, creatures that have almost evolved to the extreme, the muscles that have been optimized countless times in the structure let out a tearing wail in front of the unbearable force, and the next moment the dragon servant who could no longer support it fell to the ground with a bang, and the huge head fell in front of Chen Mo, and the golden boy who was golden red due to congestion was full of struggle, but the precepts were like a heavy shackle, suppressing his soul that longed to resist all the time.

The blockade of the spirit is just the appearance of the precepts, behind the three-digit sequence is the essence of horror, for the old thing of the night watchman, the dragons below three generations are just lambs to be slaughtered, and under the weight of the spirit, he can't even give any orders to the flesh, he only needs to take the alchemy revolver and fire a few shots at the vital point, and the merit of slaying the dragon will be captured.

The same is true for Chen Mo.

"Lust." He dragged the short knife and cut through the scales between the dangerous claws, and the blood flowed into the blade of the short knife, and the blood-soaked blade was pierced into the knee bone of the forelimb, and the crimson glow burst out more than ten feet of blades completely destroying Samson's right arm, and the high-speed and slight vibration of the edge could tear everything apart.

The short knife resembling the waki, the slightly curved blade more than a foot long, and the cold star flowing on the edge of the blade with excellent arc, in view of the fact that it is considered by outsiders to be a ceremonial weapon for seppuku, it is actually a secondary weapon for the main hand to fight the knife, and the practicality is still above the long knife that is difficult to perform in the fighting in a small room.

Dante says that the sin of lust in excessive love will offend the love of the gods for the world.

"Gluttony." Chen Mo pulled out the recurve knife that was very suitable for crackling and slashing with his backhand, surrounding Samson's huge dragon body, as if thinking about where to start, he skipped the whining head, the heart that was surging blood under the royal power, and the undulating dragon crest like a mountain, and finally raised the curved blade to choose the majestic hind limbs, and the center of gravity of the forward blade reminded him of the similar cavalry knife, and snapped down reluctantly.

The knife shape and the tremendous force infused with it brought about an unparalleled slash, gluttonous broke through the scale armor, leaving a narrow incision in the muscles of the dragon's hind limbs until it bit into the keel, and after wrestling with each other, it finally stopped in the hard bone, but these wounds that should have healed quickly still pumped blood in large areas, it inhibited the regeneration of flesh and blood, and those beautiful patterns were full of holes filled with poison, and unknown poison suppressed regeneration.

The Yatkan long knife, a kind of Damascus knife, the craft of a Turkish swordsmith, the prototype of the Caucasian cavalry knife, in the distant past under the command of the Ottomans, from *** to Christians, no one can refuse such a sharp blade, the pure craftsmanship has long been lost in the corners of history, the blade is curved in reverse, but the head of the knife has become straight, and it is used both for slashing and stabbing, and it is held in one hand.

Dante said: The sin of gluttony is excessive pleasure and disrespect to God.

"Greed." Chen Mo lifted the heavy Kramer sword and pierced it into the dragon's right eye, and the greedy living soul drank the blood and brain marrow.

The "Sword of Devouring" has a soul of strong desire, and it is the nature of this broadsword to crush the enemy, and the marrow and dragon blood dry up at a rate visible to the naked eye, and they flow from the hollow blood groove of the blade, and the life and soul pass through it and are eaten by the living spirits, feasting on it, and the lifeless 'waste' spews out from the dragon's head.

Kramer's long sword, the heavy sword of the Scottish Highland peoples, reaches more than 2 meters in length, the sword body is broad and heavy, the head is round and the tip of the sword is not sharp, this is a real chopping sword, the Scottish good hand in the melee with more than one slash, in the face of the knights of the British army, it can crack it in half with a sword.

Dante says that the sin of greed corrupts the human psyche in an overzealous search for superiority in money or power.

"Laziness." Chen Mo went to pull out the slightly curved katana again, but there was additional suction from the stimulated knife box,

The "lazy" knife was reluctant to come out of the sheath as its name suggested, and it was obvious that the dragon blood of the three generations was not attractive enough to him, but it was forcibly taken down by Chen Mo and thrown into the left eye of the dragon servant indifferently.

Thus Samson's struggling spirit outside the precepts was shackled, and the lazy stabbing increased the pain of the wounded exponentially, while at the same time restrained the mental activity as the precepts, and the enemy reached despair in the chains of extreme pain and inability to think about movement.

The shape of the Japanese samurai sword, the edge is extremely thin, the blade shows a curved arc, the large cut is first, full of antiquity and the length of the blade is amazing.

Dante says that the sin of laziness is the beginning of destruction when it fails to love God with all its spirit and soul, and that satisfaction without imagination and responsibility is unexpected.

A whimper came out of Samson's mouth. Chen Mo's fingers brushed

"Jealousy",

"Rage" with

The last three handles of the "arrogant" knife are the real murder weapons, and the dragon body of the three generations may not be able to withstand the complete liberation of one of them.

He stepped into Samson's drooping head, his fingers opening his eyes, which had been closed in despair.

"Don't die, samurai guarding the soul of the dragon king," his voice and the swirling patterns in his eyes dragged the soul of the dragon servant into the hell of Senro.

"Your king will be able to use yours."