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Chapter 886 The beginning of the turmoil

In the eighth sentence, he turned around and left at the same time, walked up to the teleportation array, one went to the Nether Bone World to open up the Nether Bone Kingdom, and the other went back to the Star Sect to improve the alchemy.

At the same time, in front of the famous forbidden land more than a thousand years ago, a slender figure, wearing a black robe, full of demonic energy. Behind him was a black black sword with only a dragon head hilt exposed.

The man in black robe stood quietly on a rocky mountain, looking ahead, with a look of contemplation on his face.

Yiling, you said that the place of sacrifice is best a place where the world is more vigorous. What's going on? It is said to be a forbidden place in ancient times. The sealed ancient demon nearly a thousand years ago escaped from it. The man in black robe had a divine thought and asked on his own.

Young Master, the sacrificial blades have not very high requirements for the vitality of heaven and earth. At that time, the little slave just said casually, but it was the same everywhere, but it might affect some effects, just a little bit, not obvious! The voice of the elixir came from Luohu's body.

OK, I understand. Anyway, this forbidden area is no longer as dangerous as before. I dare to go in at the Kalpa Stage. I think there will be no surprises if I only walk around the periphery for a while! Luohu said to himself, and then stepped forward.

Half a year later, two rays of light soaring into the sky gushed out from the forbidden area, one as black as ink and the other as red as blood, both in the shape of a dragon, circling and rushing into the sky, flying for more than half a quarter of an hour before falling down.

At this time, on an altar outside the forbidden area, Luohu, who was covered in black robe, held a long black knife in his hand, repeatedly rubbing the black and red blade, and his face was full of unconcealed smiles.

Haha, it was worth it to take more than ten horse thieves' dens and barely gathered the essence and blood of ten thousand people and hundreds of low-level monsters. Although it was just the lowest level of blade, it was finally refined! Luohu flicked the long sword lightly, and the long sword immediately shocked a crisp dragon roar.

Congratulations to the young master, and congratulations to the young master, this demon blade actually condensed into a dragon roar, which is exactly the same as the legendary genuine demon blade. Its potential is unimaginable. If you drink enough blood, you may be able to evolve into a rare ferocious soldier in the world. When you encounter gods and kill gods, you will be the nemesis of various monsters! Yiling said in amazement.

How can my natal magic weapon be bad? Han Ming smiled loudly and planned to put the knife into his body, but at this moment, a beautiful figure emerged from his body.

Young Master, the maid wants to be the weapon spirit of this magic sword! Ran Qixi stared at the magic sword with a straight eye and could no longer look away.

Artifact Spirit, aren’t you already the treasure spirit of the bone sacrifice sword? Can you change it? Han Ming frowned slightly.
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