The only pleasure of these people is to see those who have done the same stupid things as themselves and even get lower levels of the treasures they have in their hands. This is the only way to get comfort from them.

Bai Shian jumped over the brilliant sword in front of him without any hesitation. He walked deeper. What he was looking for was a knife that Chu Jianqing called a demigod weapon.

In Bai Shi'an's impression or imagination, what Chu Jianqing said must be true and credible. He felt that the Tang sword of the demigod weapon would be able to feel the pressure at a distance of hundreds of meters, and even getting close is a very difficult thing.

However, what is desperate is that Bai Shian only found a knife full of rust and a broken blade. When Bai Shian saw it for the first time, he didn't take it seriously. He didn't know where the demigod weapon was, but this one was definitely not.

But when Bai Shian spent half a day walking through the entire passage, he found that the only one that could be called a knife was such a rusty handle.

Bai Shi'an beat the wall depressedly, "No! What about the demigod weapon? Even if this knife is cut into vegetables for ordinary people, you can't cut it!"

Bai Shi'an was struggling and wondering whether to take a gamble. Although Chu Jianqing said that when he came here, he saw a sword and a knife, both of which were semi-god weapons, he chose the former. However, the knife that Bai Shi'an encountered was not necessarily the one that Chu Jianqing encountered.

But although other treasures are full of defense or weapons, Bai Shi'an is fond of Tang Dao, and there is no reason.

After Bai Shian struggled for another two hours, one quarter of the time had passed, and a full six hours had passed.

Bai Shian stared at the broken knife that looked worse than even a kitchen knife, and made up his mind, "Forget it, if it is wasted, it's wasteful! At worst, just continue to use the knife condensed from the green flame, and it's no big deal anyway."

Bai Shi'an slowly reached into the seal's light cover. The seal flashed twice, but there was no reaction.

Bai Shi'an held the hilt of the broken knife in his hand and was about to pull it out, but the next moment Bai Shi'an felt the sky shake and the earth move. When he realized it, he had already appeared.

A bloody space.

He checked everywhere in his body immediately and found that his body was a little illusory and was a little different from the real body outside. Bai Shian realized that this should be a space that can only be reached by the soul consciousness.

Bai Shi'an vaguely saw many thick chains running through the sky and the earth, as if he was imprisoning something.

"Come here and find me."

Bai Shi'an walked over in the direction of the sound, crossing many chains along the way. Each chain was as thick as a hundred years of tree, and rusty, as if it had been covered with dust for thousands of years.

Bai Shi'an came to the place where the sound came out, hundreds of chains were entangled together, and this should be the source of the chains.

After Bai Shi'an arrived, all the chains began to move, and the friction between the chains kept making noises. After the chain moved for more than ten breaths, a knife appeared in front of Bai Shi'an. The knife was exactly the same as the one Bai Shi'an saw outside. The blade was covered with rust, and the tip of the knife was missing, and the handle was even more inconspicuous.

But when Bai Shian saw this scene, he was already very excited. This must be the so-called weapon spirit of the extraordinary treasure. Only the treasure that gave birth to the weapon spirit can have such a unique weapon spirit space, and even suck Bai Shian's soul into it.

It turned out that the thick chains in the whole world were just to imprison the knife itself. Bai Shian wanted to know who actually imprisoned the spirit of a knife to this point. What kind of hatred does it have with the owner of the knife?

The spirit of the instrument was firmly bound, but after the iron chain continued to move, Bai Shi'an could see the appearance of the spirit of the instrument.

"Do you want me?" The voice of the weapon spirit is like a middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life. It must be the voice of his former master. Perhaps it was not a demigod weapon at that time. But after fighting with the master for many years, it became stronger together until the spiritual intelligence was born and promoted to a demigod weapon in one fell swoop. Therefore, everything about it will selectively imitate the master. After the master disappeared, it was only itself left.

This is also a legendary weapon that has left behind legendary weapons before a distant era.

Bai Shi'an did not hide his desire, raised his head

Come, and say with certainty: "Yes, I want the sharpest knife in the world."

The spirit of the weapon was silent for a while, "I am not the sharpest, but I am the one who kills the most."

Bai Shian smiled like a child and replied, "Okay! Then I'll use you to kill all the people in this world."

"But the master said that there are too many damn people in this world, and these people can't be killed."

"Even if you can't kill them all, you have to kill them. Kill more can make fewer people who do all the bad things. When someone wants to do bad things, he will give up the idea of ​​doing bad things when he thinks of me. No matter how many of these people are, one less one may save thousands of people."

"Stop killing with killing?"

"Stop killing with killing."

"The stronger your beliefs and determination, I will be as sharp as I will be."

"Ha! Then you must be the sharpest knife in the world."

One chain after another broke, and blood gushed out from the broken part of the chain. This scene was like tens of thousands of them. The three of them surrounded the thick artery and blood vessels burst at the same time, and all the blood rushed to the broken knife in front of Bai Shi'an.

At this moment, Bai Shian realized that it was not anyone else who locked the broken knife, but itself. Because there was no master, there was no way to continue killing, so it chose to bury itself at the lowest end of the world. It imprisoned its own power and waited for the master who held it again.

The darkness and haze of the whole world were all removed, and the iron chains disappeared after they broke. Looking around, they were covered with bloody light.

A scarlet Tang sword appeared under Bai Shi'an's feet, just like the slenderest crescent moon in the sky in the crescent moon, but the color was not very different. The scarlet Tang sword was quietly inserted into the ground under Bai Shi'an's feet, waiting for the new owner to hold it again.

Two words appeared in Bai Shi'an's mind, "Blood Drink".

Bai Shian Canran smiled, pulled the blood drink out of the ground and lifted it into the air. The scarlet blade echoed the red light of the whole world. The light of the blade rose and fell like a heartbeat, like a living thing.
Chapter completed!