"Draw your sword, and now let's learn martial arts. Dick said lightly. With a bang, he pulled out the immortal sword behind his back. The blade of the sword is like water, shining and flashing.

"Yes, teacher. Yarrow pulled out the thin stabbing sword at his waist, and at the side of his body, the horizontal sword was in his chest, and assumed a fighting posture.

"I will suppress my cultivation and fight against you, and you will use all your strength to meet the enemy. Dick said lightly, "Are you ready?" Yarrow nodded slightly.

The corners of Dick's mouth hooked, and he raised his foot and kicked the ground, and the mighty divine power spread with this foot, and the vigorous blowing caused the grass around the foothold to fall to the ground, and a deep footprint appeared on the ground.

Dick's form also used the force of this kick to fly towards Yarrow like an arrow from the string. Yarrow shook his right arm, and the sword danced into a sword flower, slashing his head and face towards the rushing Dick.

The clinking sound was endless, and the layers of sword curtains were densely woven like a net, completely covering the figures of the two people, and the sword light was like a rainbow, flying up and down, and suddenly there was a piercing tremble, and a long sword flew out of the battlefield, and it shattered and collapsed in the air, turning into dots of iron filings. Dick's immortal sword also landed on Yarrow's neck.

Ya Luo smiled bitterly: "Teacher, your swordsmanship is really exquisite, I lost." ”

Dick laughed: "It's useless to pat on the back, if you can't stop me from ten moves today, don't want to eat!" As he spoke, Dick opened the space bag and took out a pitch-black long sword, the gauntlet of the long sword was in the shape of a demon skull, and two bones were decorated on both sides. The blade of the sword spat out from the gaping mouth of the demon's skull.

"Your weapon has been destroyed, and it can't withstand the sharp edge of the Immortal Sword. Now I give you this sword. The name of this sword is Netherworld, although it is only an inferior artifact. But he followed me through countless battles and drank the blood of his enemies. You must cherish it. Dick said as he handed the magic sword Nether to Yarrow.

"Thank you, teacher!" Yarrow took the Nether Sword with both hands, waving it up and down. Love.

Dick saw it in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a smile, after these days of getting along, he became more and more fond of this newly recruited disciple, Ya Luo cultivated hard, had a tough personality, and was talented. And he respects teachers and teachers, which makes Dick very satisfied. Dick had fully accepted this apprentice in his heart, and giving him the Nether Sword he used today was the best proof of this.

Yarrow wields the magic sword Netherworld. Standing proudly: "Teacher, let's continue the training of martial arts." ”

Dick nodded when he heard this, and then the smile on his face narrowed, and he charged forward like a flying immortal sword, and the snow sword light was dazzling. Ya Luo also brandished the magic sword Netherworld to parry, and the sword shadows flew sideways in the battle circle between the two, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless......

An hour later, Yarrow stopped learning martial arts because he had exhausted his fighting spirit. He sat cross-legged on the grass at the top of the hill. He took out the turquoise vial given by Dick from his bosom, opened the cap, drank the divine grace potion in it, and then closed his eyes and entered the cultivation state.

In the space around Yaluo's body, the pure energy of the Dao Dao was constantly condensed, and he was inhaled into his body. At the same time, nearly half of the energy escaped from his body, swirling around his body, whistling into Dick's body standing nearby.

Dick squinted slightly. Feel the energy in your body getting stronger bit by bit.

Rarely free, he opened the space bag. Reaching out and taking out a purple orb the size of a human eyeball. It emits a faint purple light, like a deep purple vortex, and after looking at it for a long time, it seems that even a person's soul can be sucked in.

"The pupil of Shura. Dick muttered to himself, this is what the three true gods of Salaquis called this treasure.

What is the mystery of what the true god has to go to great lengths to obtain?, Dick thought, while holding this Shura Pupil and playing up and down. But the total size of Shura's pupils was so big, and after a few turns, it was thoroughly studied, and Dick didn't find anything special.

The pupil of Shura, there is a word "pupil", so it should be related to the eyes. Dick thought, slowly bringing the purple orb closer to his left eye, closer, closer, and all that remained in his left eye's field of vision was the swirling purple color, but there was still no response.

Dick took a long breath, then gritted his teeth and pressed the pupil of Shura to his eyeball!

With a hum, the sky was dark, and a misty darkness appeared in front of him, so black that it was pure, without a trace of impurities.

Dick couldn't feel his body, only his consciousness drifting in the infinite darkness. The darkness seems to be endless, and people can't help but despair.

The darkness suddenly parted like a curtain on both sides, and a tall figure in a pitch-black cloak stood behind the curtain, the black of the cloak seemed to condense thousands of nights, as if the entire night sky of hell was condensed into one, and the darkness was incomparable!

It was not only darkness that exuded the figure, but also the negative aura of fear, death, destruction, sin, and so on. Like a demon in the abyss of hell, like a Shura on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, like a resentful soul on the ruins of death, hideous and terrifying.

The figure reveals arrogance, indifference, and coldness, which is daunting. The boundless coercion was like substance, surrounding his body.

To the right of the black-robed figure, a huge scythe was suspended, which was also terrifyingly black and reflective of metal. The scythe is simple, slender, cold, strange, solemn, and exudes a strange and bewitching black light. Just looking at it chills people's hearts.

Thousands of demons surrendered at the feet of that figure, including Abyssal Demons, Hell Demons, and Vampire Demons. Fallen angels with pitch-black wings stretched around him, two-winged angels, four-winged angels, and six-winged angels. The ghosts are howling bitterly, the dead are roaring hoarsely! Like the music of destruction and death, it resounds in this space!

Lord of Darkness!Dick was shocked, he had seen the statue of the Lord of Darkness in the temple of the underground caverns of the Gullitius Mountains, and it was exactly the same as the figure in front of him: a black cloak like eternal night, the breath of death and destruction, and the palpitating coercion......

However, Dick quickly calmed down, and the Lord of Darkness, whether in appearance, momentum, inhibition, or divine power, was far inferior to the Lord of Light he had seen in his dreams. The Lord of Light, who stood on the top of the heavens and the earth, with three heads and six arms, surrounded by angels, and chanted to sing, still remembers him vividly.

Having had the experience of facing the more powerful Lord of Light, Dick would not be too out of shape when facing the Lord of Darkness at this time. He scrutinized the Lord of Darkness and the scythe hovering beside him. The gaze flickered.

Only the main god can create the main artifact, and judging from the scene in front of him, it is clear that this Shura Pupil is from the hand of the Lord of Darkness. Moreover, the main god must have put a lot of effort into creating this Shura Pupil, and even left one of his own images in the artifact.

At that moment, the figure of the Lord of Darkness vanished, the floating scythe of death, the demons who surrendered to worship, the flying fallen angels, the roaring spirits and the necromancers, everything was gone. The darkness closed slowly like a curtain.

The silent darkness didn't last long, and in the void, a huge purple vertical eye slowly opened. A great deal of information was channeled into Dick's mind as the vertical eye opened......

At the top of the mountain, Dick slowly opened his eyes, his left eye turned a strange purple, and the Shura Pupil in his hand was gone.

"Teacher. Dick blinked and turned his head to return to his original color. "Is there anything wrong?" he asked calmly.

Yaluo's face flushed slightly, full of excitement, "Teacher, I have just broken through to the Marquis!"

The division of strength of the vampire demons is slightly different from that of the Terrans, and they are accustomed to using titles to divide their strength: baron, viscount, earl, marquis, duke, and prince, corresponding to the trainee warriors, warriors, high-ranking warriors, knights, dragon knights, and holy realms of the human race. (To be continued......)