Su Ming was still lifting his pants the second he appeared in Dayan World, mainly because he couldn't wait!

With a slight flip of his left hand, the victory evil had already appeared in Su Ming's hand, and the difference was that the blood-red knife body before had now become extremely vivid, and even Su Ming's eyes felt stinging just by looking at it.

And the most striking thing is the dark red knife pattern on its body, which now seems to come to life and slowly swims on the knife.

The former victory over evil is Su Ming's most convenient and most compatible weapon with him, from the moment he just got the blood qi in his hand, which was only half a meter square and was pitifully thin, he followed Su Ming all the way through the thorns, every baptism of blood made him more excited, and also made him stronger, never falling behind and never letting Su Ming down.

I thought that he would grow up with him like this, but after killing that tiger, it changed.

The current victory is like a restless child, constantly longing for Su Ming's help.

Sure enough, just as it felt the temperature that Su Ming was familiar with, the entire blade let out a slight hum, and the surprise was mixed with grievances, and Su Ming felt for the first time its emotions other than its desire to kill.

It felt like victory and evil had become a part of his body, and the ups and downs could be transmitted to his mind at the first time.

The blood light circulating above was no longer nourishing, but more like something was sprouting, as if it wanted to break through the limitations of the blade

He could feel its pain, but he didn't know what to do, because he didn't know either.

Su Ming seemed to suddenly remember something, and quickly searched for it in the devouring sac, quickly opened it after getting a book, and then rummaged through it.

Until the book turns to the page where it records the victory over evil.

"Victory over the evil sword, Ou Yezi also made it. However, this sword is not finished, because every inch of casting has endless evil energy; Every tempering is exchanged for a fierceness that is difficult for people to control. In the end, it was only three inches and one-third long, and it was already awe-inspiring, and it had to be stopped, waiting for someone to recast it one day. ”

"Recast." Su Ming's gaze slowly became deeper.

Maybe Ou Yezi's predecessors themselves didn't expect that the victory evil did not wait for its destined people in thousands of years, but was snatched back by Xiao Ri to cast their appearance, although it changed its appearance, but it was essentially the unfinished short sword, after all, it was the most terrifying swordsmith in history, and he wanted to continue his handwriting. They don't deserve another 10,000 years of small days.

However, now the problem that the old-timer did not consider is now clearly placed in front of him, and he can feel the uneasiness and discomfort of the victory and evil, but where in this world can he find someone with such ability?

His movements were a little helpless, and the second he stuffed the book into the sac was suddenly distracted

"If there is, it's only him."

The difficulty of defeating evil and reforging can be described as ascending to the sky, let alone today, when the way of forging swords is almost cut off, if it is possible, it can only be the Eight Wonders!

Thinking of this, Su Ming gently put his hand on the hilt of the knife, "Old man, bear with me for a while." ”

The only owner of the Eight Wonder Skill Divine Skill Hundred Refinements, Ma Xianhong!

Temporarily living in Biyou Village, you can see all the things that the protagonist should have in him, talent, opportunity, perseverance, innocence, dreams, enthusiasm, and generosity. If according to the plot of the comics, he, the guy who got the protagonist template, was finally pitted by his own uncle's joint company, causing all his efforts to turn into smoke.

Su Ming, who doesn't have a stove, doesn't want to pay attention to it, but if Ma Xianhong really has the ability to reforge for defeating evil, the company won't want to take him down!

This is the confidence he has after killing the Ten Guys!

Shengye let out a painful whimper, but the dark red knife pattern began to slowly curl up until it shrank into a ball at the hilt, no longer restless, but the slight tremor of the knife pattern still did not escape Su Ming's eyes.

With a light sigh, Su Ming put away the victory evil and took out the white bone palace, perhaps because of the victory over the evil just now, he didn't choose to enlarge it a little bit, and with the sound of "boom", it directly unfolded, making the entire ghost mountain tremble.

Looking at it, the pillars made by innate aliens have reached a full eighty, and this is still the result of Su Ming's selection while fighting, and it is better to lack than to abuse.

After all, if he needed to use it, the time he had to pan for gold in might have caused him to miss the best time to fight, but even then he picked up a full eighty abilities.

And for the White Bone Palace, the flesh and blood of the aliens are far more valuable than the flesh and blood of the ghosts, after experiencing the nourishment of the flesh and blood of thousands of masters, the ability of the pillar has been greatly improved, but how big is this improvement Su Ming didn't even want to try, just set his eyes on the pool of flesh and blood in front of the dragon chair.

This was put away in front of everyone after the battle ended, no matter what Dou Le said, there was no room for compromise, not to mention that Su Ming was already very annoyed by the company at that time.

The deliciousness of this flesh and blood had already been experienced once, and Su Ming still couldn't forget the feeling of being so cool to the depths of his soul when he swept across his neck.

Su Mingcai only felt the roaring power of qi and blood in the first second he stepped into the White Bone Palace, almost overwhelming him, you must know that this is just a corpse!

Su Ming sighed with emotion and sweated again for the previous time, if there was no cursing containment, maybe Su Ming would not dare to say that he could take it completely just because of the impact of this qi and blood in his heyday.

But after all, that is in the past tense, and now the more terrifying this qi and blood is, the greater the gain for Su Ming!

With a slight lift of his fingers, the corpse of the tiger-like tiger slowly floated into the air from the White Bone Hall, this was the mental power of one of Su Ming's eighty King Kongs, and Su Ming stayed because it was extremely convenient to drink water and take paper.

The body of the tiger floated in the air, revealing Sissi who had hidden her head in the pile of flesh and blood, and the light in her eyes was like admiring a unique work of art in this world, "Wow, wow, wow! Take me with me and let me lie down in his body again! ”

Su Ming ignored her madness, and just stretched out another finger to separate her saliva from her flesh and blood, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Then he walked to the dragon chair step by step, and the moment he sat down, a red light fluttered in the eyes of the white bone dragon, and with the rumbling sound, it began to approach the tiger little by little.

As Su Ming tapped on the handrail, while Qian Qian groaned softly, the white bone dragon seemed to have received the order to open the meal, and the terrifying huge dragon's mouth opened unprecedentedly large, as if it was unwilling to waste even a drop of blood.

The second the tiger-like corpse fell into its mouth, the entire palace of white bones began to glow faintly, like a milky white veil slowly covering every corner.

However, this was only the beginning, Su Ming could feel that at this moment, there seemed to be a force brewing in the White Bone Palace, constantly swimming, and starting from the White Bone Dragon to spread towards the giant pillar little by little.

When the first pillar, that is, the second Gao Ning's head lit up before, Su Ming had a feeling as if his innate ability was the Twelve Labor Array, that kind of comfort as he wanted, and that feeling of not being able to do his best

Then the second, and then the third, and the fourth, until the eleventh, came to a slow stop.

The patterns of the eleven pillars that were originally wrapped around the pillars like blood vessels seemed to come to life, and they looked even more strange in the misty white light, and one after another had abilities

Su Ming just stretched out his finger and lightly clicked, and two terrifying sword qi seemed to pour out of his heart, like a heavenly tribulation, that mighty power carried the resonance of heaven and earth, and was bound to turn everything in the world into ashes!

Laugh at!

The sword qi submerged into a mountain, and it didn't make much noise, but as the mountain slowly trembled, the amplitude began to grow bigger and bigger, the rumble of rubble, the sound of the collapse of the mountain.

When the mountain turned into two and the waist above the waist fell to the ground, Su Ming still couldn't help but sigh.

A sword breaks the river, a sword flattens the mountain, no matter what era it is placed in, it is already a real legend-level existence, who would have thought that a month and a half ago he was just an ordinary person who had just crossed over?

"Whew!"

Su Ming exhaled lightly, and the token given by the monk resurfaced in his hand, there is still a little time before the battle with Gong Qing, let's eat some first.

There's a chapter missing from the front, and it's hard to put it out

(End of chapter)