Even though the blood-red knife floated there and didn't move, all the people in the temple had a kind of fear from the depths of their hearts.

Even Parpalan, who has the power to transcend the rules, is just as reluctant to approach when faced with the knives they have made.

If the people of the temple were to pay attention to Bicapodes at this moment, they would notice that the people on the planet, whether they were the original residents or later workers, could not help but look at the sky at the moment of the sword, as if there was some danger there.

The two babies in the main courtyard of the Gongsun family reacted the most violently, and the moment they saw the blood knife, their internal strength, mental power, and battle qi were fully opened, and their bodies were in a blurred state, if it weren't for their brother and sister-in-law and two mothers by their side, they would move away directly.

The eyes of the two babies were round, and a sense of danger filled their hearts, almost being given by an image, but they realized that the neighborhood was very safe, and they could even feel the magnetic field guard, so they settled down again.

"Sister-in-law. Xiao Qi Xiaojiao took Nalasha's hand left and right, only at this time did they feel the most at ease, and by the side of their sister-in-law, the power of the bloody knife suddenly dissipated.

"Don't be afraid, not afraid. Narasha comforted her younger siblings: "The killing qi is just a little heavier, it's not a big deal, it's nothing more than the blood of more than sixty Heavenly Perfectionists, nothing more than the confrontation of the power of rules, nothing more than the condensation of the will of more than 160,000 Parpalan, compared to your brother's trillion souls, it's far behind." ”

"Well, it was terrifying. The two babies took their sister-in-law's hand and looked at their brother with a relaxed smile on their faces.

The colorful dreams surrounding them had already narrowed their eyes, and a simulated image made them feel threatened.

In the conference room of the ninth-level civilization alliance, all the leaders frowned, they were strong enough, and they felt deeply, looking at the simulated blood knife, they already felt challenged. Not to mention the entity.

Longduo pondered for a few moments and said, "In the past, it was always said that a weapon has a soul and can make people afraid, but I never believed it, and today ...... I believed.

It reminds me of my childhood, when I remembered that I was four years old and very talented. With the strength of my body, I can easily travel between planets, and I am known as a generation of Tianjiao.

Then I came to a planet where there was no life, except for swamps. Or a swamp. Then the nearby star suddenly changed its magnetic field, and I was terrified, I felt that danger was all around me, and I saw countless unbearable images in front of my eyes.

Like the ghost stories of your galactic civilization, when you walk down a dark alley and think about the stories you've heard, you feel like there's always something inexplicable around you.

I was like that. My eyes were clearly on the swamp, but I saw groups of people, and groups of wild beasts tearing them apart. Blood splattered on my body, and voices lingered in my ears.

Later, I learned that there was indeed a war between man and beast on that planet, and that it was the moment when the star's magnetic field changed. So the audio and video were left.

That's a scientific explanation, but I'm sure there was blood that really hit me. Today I saw the image simulated by Gongsun Murong, and I returned to the memory scene at that time in an instant. You...... How dare you use this knife?"

Longduo's face was very ugly when he spoke. Maybe it was the influence of the image of the knife, or maybe it was because he wanted to be disturbed by the childhood memories that he had forgotten but couldn't forget, and he just felt scared.

Nalasha didn't care. It is also analyzed according to scientific theories.

"It's normal, for example, if you come across a palace, the palace is 10,000 meters high, and each step is ten meters high, and you stand at the bottom of the steps, and you are guaranteed to feel small, just like someone who has never seen a battleship before when they see a battleship for the first time.

A knife is a knife, and it is used to kill people, and it doesn't matter how much human blood it has on it? As long as it is easy to use, it is a good thing. Could it be that the blood of more than 600,000 heavenly sorcerers is cursed?

Who can curse me? I am relying on my brother Murong, who can curse my brother Murong? Behind Brother Murong stood trillions of people. Who wants to curse with his own life? Then his life is too small in front of my brother Murong. ”

When the leaders of the ninth-level civilization heard this, they felt that it was also true, Gongsun Murong was not fighting alone. When you attack him, don't be on the soul level, or you'll die a terrible death.

But when you attack him by other means, he will launch a soul attack, especially since he can mobilize the soul power of many people, who alone can compete with it?

No wonder he didn't care about the bloody knife, not only looked at it, but also simulated the image, and replaced it with an ordinary person, and he was directly scared.

Longduo Hulan had to nod his head to admit that Gongsun Murong was powerful, but still reminded him: "Gongsun Murong, aren't you afraid that you will be the focus of attention when you hold that knife? It is indeed scary, I believe that when you use it, you will guarantee that it is not countable to kill, but others will also know that there is such a knife." ”

He didn't say the latter words, but everyone could understand it, that is, you used a treasure knife, and people didn't rob it?

Gongsun Murong didn't have any reaction, when he simulated the image, his mind was all on the knife, he liked this knife, this knife was domineering enough, as soon as it appeared, there was no owner, so it was bloody, and when he held it, his combat power was commissioned.

He doesn't care how many people's lives are filled in, what is filled in is also the soul filling life of the sorcerer, these lives are all filled for him, and when he swings the sword, he must bear the will of those lives.

Nalasha was very envious, she knew that the power of the blood knife she used was not as good as that of Brother Murong, and the sorcerers of other people were mainly based on their own Brother Murong.

I'll have to get a new knife, no, a sword.

So she said, "Don't be afraid, have you heard a story? There is a knife in it, called Dragon Slayer." ”

The crowd shook their heads.

"It's about a knife, I'll simplify it and tell you, the sword slays the dragon. Commanding the Heroes. Leaning on the sky, who competes. So, I'm going to make another sword. ”

After Nalasha finished speaking, she looked at everyone expectantly.

Leaders of the ninth-level civilization: "......"

The people of the Temple of Capodia were not as easy as those who knew about it anywhere else, and they witnessed a miracle, a weapon that the people of the temple thought impossible.

It was a sturdy, sharp, and perfect combination of divine power.

They were sure that when Gongsun Wuming carried this knife, his enemies did not have any strength to fight back, because at this time, the pressure of the rules, this is the deterrence of the ability to surpass the rules, which is poured out by more than 600,000 people with the blood of their lives.

As the master of the temple, Bisivanmais felt that he should be better, so he gritted his teeth and moved towards the blood knife step by step, each step of which he was affected by the power of his heart and the rules.

He endured the negative distractions and slowly made his way to the Blood Knife, and he reached out with great difficulty to grasp the hilt.

He simply thought that I would have no problem holding it, right? After holding it, my heart was no longer afraid, I was frightened by the determination of the person who died before, but the knife was not terrible.

But when his hand was on the hilt of the sword, he stopped, and in front of him was a sea of blood, and he found himself in another world, where he could no longer breathe except blood, and his abilities were not used at all.

He was fixed there, the blood knife still floating, his body reflected in the reflected light in blood red.

Just when he felt that he was going to die, he found that the sea of blood in front of him had all disappeared, his body was flying backwards, and there was a nameless voice of Gongsun in his ears.

"Do you want to die? That's something mixed in with the minds of more than 630,000 celestial magicians, who do you think you are? You are the hall master of a fifth-class temple who wants to make more than 600,000 celestial magicians surrender? Why are you going to give me back? ”

Then Bisivanmais came to his senses, and gasped for breath.

The people in the other temples were stunned, it turned out that the hall master couldn't do it either, from moving over, to holding it in a virtual way, it was so difficult, and finally he was charged, can this knife be used by people?

"I can't use it, but it's a pity that there is no one to make it. Bisivanmais sighed and said in frustration.

Nalasha, who had just dragged him back, was upset.

"Who said it wouldn't work? Look at me, come here. She commanded the Blood Knife.

The Blood Knife didn't move.

Nalasha glared at her and said, "What's the matter, do you only remember my nameless brother Murong's leadership temperament, and forget the little girl who sells water?"

The 'brush' blood knife instantly appeared in Narasha's hand, and the blood color weakened.

"Hmph! Now that I think about it, is it because I killed so few people that you can't remember who I am? Look at the soul filling body's inner heart is still dominated by my nameless brother. I don't care what rules you are, detachment or not, in front of me, don't be reckless. ”

Nalasha held the knife and swung it twice, still upset.

She was rejected just now, and the magicians of the magic planet cared most about their Murong brother in their hearts, but why did they forget themselves?

The mind on the blood knife also seemed to sense that something was wrong, and the blood was much lighter, and the blade buzzed and trembled lightly, as if it was currying favor with Narasha.

The people of the temple were as if they had seen a ghost, listening to Gongsun Ye's nameless words, watching the blood knife automatically fly into her hand, especially when the blood knife trembled, they actually felt the meaning of flattery.

They were surprised, Gongsun is really so strong? The hall master himself can't do it in the past, and the knife flies over by himself with a word. It's a knife, it's a weapon, it's not an animal, how can you listen to people?

"The last time I forgave you, and the next time, I asked my brother to turn you into scrap metal, and I can do it myself, are you amazing?

Nalasha flicked the blade of the knife twice with her fingers, then turned her head and asked Gongsun Murong with a grin.

"Yes. Gongsun Murong naturally supported Nalasha unconditionally, then looked at the knife that had life, and said, "Come to me, tomorrow we will go out to kill the enemy." ”

As if it had received absolute support, the knife disappeared from Narasha's hand in an instant, and then came to Gongsun Murong's hand. (To be continued......)