When Lu Chen woke up, he only felt that his mind was muddy, even if he reluctantly sat up and shook his head a few times, he still couldn't tell whether what he was seeing in front of him was reality or illusory...

In this world of white bones, there is only blood except white bones.

Desolate...

Lu Chen didn't know how to describe the world he saw, he was completely stuck in place, not knowing what to do. Including him, he was sitting on this mountain of bones. It was as if the white bones that had been rushed out of the blood were piled up here, up and down, as far as the eye could see.

Under the white bones, there was a sea of blood rising and falling, and the fishy wind blowing in the throat choked into the throat, and there was a fishy sweet smell.

Lu Chen coughed violently a few times, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and felt unbearably full in his stomach. His little face turned pale, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he hurriedly looked around to find a way out of here.

He had heard his father say that many people had left the abyss, and even if they had lost their minds and gone crazy, it was much better than staying here.

But as far as the eye could see, there was nothing to be seen except bones and blood. The skulls were all kinds and strange, and there were many existences that Lu Chen had never seen in addition to human skulls. Some of them have eye sockets on their foreheads, some have horns on their heads, some are huge like mountains, and some are continuous like real dragons...

A real dragon?

Lu Chen's body trembled suddenly, and fear had made him dare not continue to walk forward.

The true dragon, that is a legendary creature, is comparable to the existence of a true immortal. The huge, seemingly endless, skeleton had completely decayed, full of intertwined cracks, as if it would collapse completely at the touch of it.

"It's... How the hell are you going to get out..."

Lu Chen gritted his teeth, retreated again and again, and cried directly.

The story his father once told him had always regarded as a legend, but he didn't expect to actually encounter it. The dry bones that spread all over the field could not find their way, and only the blood moon on their heads never set. Day and night, eternal, as if time had disappeared from this world, only endless blood was the master of this world.

In the distance, an inexplicable red light flickered.

Lu Chen inadvertently glanced at it, was stunned for a moment, and ran over desperately as if he had found a way out. He tripped over those scattered dry bones again and again, his body was scarred by bone spurs, blood kept falling, and he cried out again and again, but he didn't dare to stop at all.

This world has no end, only the strangeness of that little red light, maybe it is the way out.

He didn't want to let himself become crazy, and he didn't want to stay here any longer, all the way through the river of blood, climbed over the Bone Mountain, and finally came to the top of the White Bone Mountain where the red light was.

It was only when he got closer that Lu Chen finally saw clearly that it was a broken knife full of cracks, which was inserted between the white bones. It is jet black, with almost no barrier between the handle and the blade, the blade is straight and slender, broken halfway, and only two very old characters are imprinted on one side of the blade.

"Kun... Lun..."

Lu Chen didn't know how he recognized these two ancient words, he subconsciously read it, and the world in front of him suddenly turned around, falling into chaos and confusion.

When he saw it clearly, he was like an ant, standing in the boundless starry sky, and under his feet was the Aragami Realm continent that had turned into a small one.

Rumble!

A loud bang shook the heavens and the earth changed, and a howling wind came towards you. The terrifying aftermath spread out, passing through Lu Chen, treating him as if he were nothing, and passing straight through, but causing the countless huge stars around him to dissipate into powder. Above the Aragami Realm, the two figures rushed to the sky, one carrying red blood, turning into a sea of blood in the sky, with endless corpses floating in it, and the boiling hot breath was about to burn the heavens and the earth to the ground.

The other person was dressed in a clear light, and his gestures were secretly in line with the divine power of the avenue, and there was no trace of him like an antelope hanging on its horns. The two of them fought and destroyed a world, which was to tear the void out of terrifying rifts.

Clang!

There was a crisp sound, and the battle that had been going on for a long time finally came to an end.

The blood-red figure was slapped with a palm, and the black knife in his hand was broken in half, and he fell from this pitch-black universe and fell somewhere in the Aragami Realm, never to be seen again.

Before the scene was shattered, Lu Chen saw a pair of eyes full of madness, but there was pain and sadness in their depths...

It's just that when I look at it again, everything has returned to normal, and I still see the appearance of this sea of bones and blood in front of me.

Lu Chen's body was shocked, and he only felt that his legs were weak, and he sat directly on the ground. He gasped for air, and the rich smell of blood made his stomach roll and he couldn't care about it. His forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and the sackcloth shirt on his body was also soaked with cold sweat, and the blood stains penetrated, making him look even more embarrassed.

The broken knife suddenly trembled, and let out a soft groan, which was extremely loud.

The blood-red aura rose from its broken blade, tearing the heavenly dome apart, reflecting the blood moon. A wisp of blood-red light shrouded it, slowly floated it, swirled lightly in mid-air, and trembled out one after another loud and mournful long groans. A tragic breath of vicissitudes swept out, stirring up the bloody wind of this world, blowing away like a mountain of white bones and dissipating into ashes.

The pitch-black but reddish broken knife suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist that enveloped Lu Chen, and there was a sound of a hundred ghosts crying.

In a trance, a figure appeared in front of Lu Chen's eyes.

He couldn't see the appearance of this figure, but he could see this person pull out a thin and straight strange knife from his waist, and the speed was so fast that even the trajectory could not be recognized. Then there was a change, the knife momentum pierced the void like a little cold light, and then pointed to the sky, and the knife intent crossed the sky...

"Kill a style, draw a sword. Kill two, corner strike. Killing the three forms, piercing the sky..."

Lu Chen didn't know how he knew, his eyes gradually lost focus, and he slowly read out.

Suddenly, Lu Chen finally woke up, and when he recalled it again, he found that he only had the first six moves in his mind, and he couldn't remember the next moves anyway. But the only thing that is certain is that there are only nine styles of this set of knife techniques.

The back three forms...

Lu Chen frowned, and before he could think about it, he suddenly felt a tingling pain all over his body.

The broken knife turned into a bloody light, slashing through his body repeatedly, leaving one scar after another. Blood splashed, Lu Chen screamed in pain, but he couldn't control his body at all, let the blood flow like an infusion, gradually dried up, the whole person withered and decayed, and almost lost his life.

The churning mist was as thick as blood, sinking into it along the wounds on his body.

In an instant, the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood resurfaced. The man with blood burning all over his body raised his sword to kill the world, and his body fell into blood red, and thousands of living beings howled miserably. His heart was like a rock, cold and ruthless, and he raised his knife again, and came towards Lu Chen.

Lu Chen's pupils had contracted to the limit, and he wanted to escape, but he couldn't, he couldn't shout.

The blood-red figure couldn't see the appearance clearly, but a pair of eyes full of ferocity and madness were extremely clear, terrifying, and terrifying!

Demon!

Lu Chen clearly saw that this knife cut itself, and then sank between the dry bones and the sea of blood, becoming one of them. But what happened after that was no longer clear, only darkness...

The pitch-black broken knife, full of cracks, slowly fell into his hands.

The blood-red moon slowly disappeared, and the sea of bones and blood disappeared. The mountains are calm again, the moon is high, and the wind in the mountains is blowing a little cool.

Lu Chen was lying in this mountain stream, his body was completely unharmed, he couldn't see any wounds, but he seemed to be dead, and his breath was so weak that it was difficult to detect.

Then, a little black light lit up, slowly floating in the air from under the broken knife, silently put on the middle finger of Lu Chen's right hand, and turned into an inexplicable breath that submerged into Lu Chen's eyebrows, and then retracted itself, and there was no movement.

In the distance, a rare voice sounded, gradually approaching.

"Found it, the lost baby of the Lu family is here!"

......

"No... Don't kill me... Don't kill me!

Lu Chen struggled to wake up from his dream, his body and forehead were covered with cold sweat. His face was extremely pale, and he hurriedly looked around, but saw a familiar scene.

The house was cluttered, but he still recognized it at a glance as his home.

Someone outside the door heard the sound and hurriedly ran in. Lu Chen also turned his head to look, and saw that his mother had already pounced on him, protecting him in his arms, constantly sobbing, whispering comfort, and a little coldness wet his shoulders. Feeling the care and love from his mother, Lu Chen finally relaxed, only to feel dizzy and fainted.

"Mother..."

He barely screamed, and patted his mother on the back to reassure her.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired and want to sleep..."

"Okay, okay, just rest, don't be reckless, mother, I'll get you some food, you have a good rest." ”

Gong Zhen nodded again and again, let go of his hand, and helped Lu Chen to lie down again. She saw Lu Chen close his eyes, and his breath returned to calm, so she turned around and went out step by step.

It's just that Lu Chen didn't fall asleep, he had already noticed that there was something strange in his mind.

"The arrogance of the inheritance of the seven deadly sins, the method of cultivation is so... The name of the secret law is unique..."

The extra things in his mind slowly sorted out clearly, and Lu Chen finally understood what he had gained.

He opened his eyes and lifted his hand, and saw the bronze ring on his right hand, which was almost rotten. The ring is unpretentious and devoid of any breath, but it records the arrogant practice of one of the seven deadly sins and one of the secret methods.

"The method of cultivation is the main refining body, hooking the natural aura of heaven and earth into the body, honing the blood and qi and..."

Lu Chen muttered twice, and suddenly felt his mind swell, and there was chaos. When he was sober again, he couldn't remember the method of arrogant cultivation anyway. The original Dharma Decision has been replaced by another nameless Body Refining Decision, with no formulas and no guidance, but its profundity and power are much greater than the previous Law Decision.

On the side of the room, the broken knife that Gong Zhen had thrown aside as a waste slowly converged the blood light that was not obvious on it, and returned to flatness, and no breath was revealed. It seemed to be just an ordinary broken knife, pitch black and full of cracks, as Lu Chen saw and the inexplicable blood light from before, as if it had never had anything to do with it.