The people are scattered, only the wilderness remains, the wooden houses are half-cut, the wind blows, and the hair flutters.

It may have been loud, but no one came, or rather, no one dared to come.

Only the woman, standing beside Tianjuzi, did not make a sound, as if she had something on her mind, but only she knew.

When I raised my arm, there was already a blood mark on the palm, very shallow, but there was already blood oozing from under the skin.

"Just one layer, can it hurt me? Tianjuzi whispered to himself.

"How is he?" Turning around suddenly, Tianjuzi looked at the woman with a pair of eyes and asked.

"Very strong. The woman's voice was low and cold, as if she didn't care, and she seemed absent-minded.

"You lost. Tianjuezi's tone changed suddenly, like this weather, it was unpredictable, there was wind just now, and now it was raining.

"Please punish the sect master. The woman knelt on the ground, she seemed to be very accustomed to kneeling, and her movements were so skillful that it was distressing.

It's just that there is still no expression on her face, like wood, but wood has never been so beautiful.

"Get up. Without the meaning of punishment, Tianjuzi said: "How sure are you that you can kill him with him to participate in the extinction?"

"Fifty percent. "There is no hesitation, as if the answer that has been prepared long ago, if it comes out.

"Fifty percent ......," Tianjuzi muttered. Fifty percent is a very strange watershed, you can have one percent, you can have two percent, which at least means that you have a little bit of certainty. But fifty percent is completely different, not by grasp, but by luck.

"Mo Zixuan is dead, and you will add to the extinction in his place. Tianjuzi said.

"Yes. The woman answered, and then said, "Do you need a subordinate to kill him?"

"No need to ......" Tian Juezi stopped halfway through his words. "If you have the chance, kill him." ”

"You ......" was secretly worried, worried about the ink knife, she wanted to ask about the ink knife's injury, but she didn't dare. The worry between the eyebrows has been written on his face, and he can only wipe it away by himself.

Thankfully, she was able to follow Inkknife.

The road is not far, but it has been walked for a long time. It's just that the ink knife is walking very slowly, I don't know if it's intentional. Every step of the ink knife seems difficult.

That kind of appearance, like a real injury, a very serious injury, he was indeed covered in blood.

But only Modao himself knew that his injuries were nowhere near as serious as they seemed.

"That knife ......" Ink Knife recalled the previous knife, the knife in the blood and mud.

He was familiar with the knife, for he was holding half of it in his hand, but it was complete.

At this moment, the ink knife was standing on the shore, quietly looking at the knife.

Looking at the exposed half-hilt, the ink knife wanted to pull out the knife, and he did just that. Flash Dance

It was only when he walked into the bloody mud that his body began to sink, and if he hadn't grabbed the handle of the knife, he would have been completely submerged at this moment.

"How can I pull it out......" Ink Knife thought, but he didn't have a clue. In the end, I had to climb back to the shore and sit there and watch it quietly.

Miao Ying was a little worried, he had always known the horror of Tianjuezi.

He was worried that the ink knife would encounter accidents, although the Heavenly Absolute Son had the intention of leaving the ink knife, but this did not become a reason for him not to kill the ink knife.

Finally, he saw the ink knife, his heart relaxed, and he stepped forward to ask.

But for a moment, he became alert again, just because Miao Ying suddenly felt that the ink knife in front of him was very unfamiliar, so strange that he recalled the dungeon of Qianbu, and recalled the ink knife in the dungeon.

The eyes were blank and pitch black, this was the ink knife that Miao Ying had seen.

It's just such an ink knife, but it didn't go berserk, nor did it exude killing intent, which made Miao Ying a little surprised.

"What's wrong with him?" Miao Ying asked, looking at the darkness.

Darkness shook her head, she didn't know either.

"I have something to ask you. The ink knife suddenly woke up and looked at Miao Ying.

"You just ......" Miao Ying seemed to sense something.

"How can the seeds be extracted, and can they be made stronger when they are completely extracted?"

"You found the seed?!" had an answer in his mind, and it could still be seen from Miao Ying's expression how shocked he was.

"Yes. ”

"Unbelievable......" In addition to sighing, Miao Ying didn't seem to know how to express his mood at the moment, although his evaluation of the ink knife was high enough, but it was not until this moment that Miao Ying realized that he still underestimated the ink knife.

"Do you know what it means to find a seed?"

Inkknife shook his head.

It means that you already have the qualifications to control the border, and it also means that you are truly entered. ”

"Difference. As he spoke, he glanced at the darkness beside him.

"The difference is simple, you can be stronger, and she can't. ”

"Understood. "I don't need any other explanation, Ink Knife already knows the difference.

"I want to know, how to use it. "This is the purpose of the ink knife, the only purpose.

But Miao Ying shook her head.

"You don't know? ”

"It's not that I don't want to teach you, it's that you already know. Miao Ying said.

"I already will?"

"Yes, the realm, it can be used for suppression, you should have experienced that. Miao Ying said.

"Hmm. The ink knife answered.

"Another is to strengthen the body. Saying that, Miao Ying pointed to the void, and suddenly saw a big tree surrounded by two people in the distance explode, and it broke off in response.

"You've found the seed, all that's left is getting acquainted with it, and using it. As for other uses, you can only dig it yourself, after all, everyone's situation is different, and the usage will be different. The effect is different. Miao Ying explained.

"For example, the Realm of Madness, the most common realm, has the effect of making yourself fearless and forcing your opponent to fight back. Once you confront someone in this situation, unless you suppress him at the level, you can only confront him head-on, and you can't escape, let alone sneak attack. ”

"Crazy Realm. Modao said softly, he remembered the person he had met in Senbu at the beginning, and when he was against that person, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't.

At this time, the ink knife finally understood why it was like that.

"What about the Killing Realm?" asked Ink Knife.

Miao Ying shook her head. "No one knows what kind of usage the killing realm has, because no one has ever entered the killing realm, but there has always been a legend that there is no strong or weak realm, except for killing. ”

"As for the use of killing, you can only dig it yourself, and there is nothing I can do. ”

"Do you dig it yourself? Ink Knife whispered.

"The ability to dig into the realm is not in a hurry at this time, although you don't have much time, but being too anxious will be self-defeating. Tonight, I have one other assignment for you. Miao Ying said aloud.

He's already figured out his next target for the ink knife.

(End of chapter)