Chapter 438: Bureau

The two of them stood up and looked at the portal with dim luster in front of them, and they knew that this door was the final way out. Behind the portal there was a condensed crystal column, and there was a knife-shaped groove in one of the crystal columns, which was just enough to place the golden blood knife.

It is obvious that this is where the Golden Blood Knife is placed. It can be expected that once Lin Nantian puts the Golden Blood Knife, the crystal pillar will generate energy and activate the portal. At that time, the two of them can leave the palace through the portal.

However, facing this choice, Lin Nantian hesitated, his eyebrows were locked, and his chin was held with his hands, looking confused.

Fenghuang Yanran seemed to see through Lin Nantian's thoughts and said in surprise: "Nantian, you don't really want to hear the words of the ruin designer, dropping blood into the Golden Blood Knife, inherit the will of the Knife Sect and fight against the Holy Land, right? Don't be reluctant to let go of a Golden Blood Knife. Our harvest this time is already abundant. One more Golden Blood Knife is not too much, and one less doesn't matter. The most important thing is that the power of the Holy Land is not something we can provoke."

Lin Nantian shook his head slowly and said, "What I am thinking about is not the issue of gains and losses. Yanran, I think things are not that simple. I don't know how to describe this palace, but I always feel awkward. I have a feeling that although it doesn't seem to have much basis, I don't think it is a real ruin of the Knife Sect."

"Nan Tian, ​​what you mean is that what we are entering now is not the real ruins of the Sword Sect? It's impossible. Apart from the Sword Sect, who has such a profound foundation to build this palace? Does it seem like it is not like it!" Fenghuang Yanran pondered.

Lin Nantian had a very serious expression and said, "I don't mean that. I mean this palace. It should be just the outer part of the ruins of the Sword Sect. The real ruins of the Sword Sect should still be in it! A sword sect has more than that! Not to mention other things, what about the sword sect? Where is the sword sect? There is no one here! Even if all the high-end items of the Sword Sect were seized from the holy land, the sword will never be! Because it is deeply imprinted in the heads of the people of the Sword Sect! It is impossible not to have a single one."

Lin Nantian looked at the south side of the palace and said in a serious manner: "And, there is an extremely huge force over there, countless resentment! They called to guide us here, which is the main reason why I infer this. I think, if this palace is not a real ruin of the Sword Sect, then there must be real!"

Fenghuang Yanran couldn't help but hesitate for a while and said suspiciously: "But this is just a speculation. We have already gained so many benefits. Nantian, is it worth taking another risk?"

Lin Nantian said seriously: "It's not an adventure, Yanran, this is a road that has to be taken. To put it bluntly, we were plotted by the designer of the ruins. Think carefully about the tests we passed when we came here."

Phoenix Yanran bit her red lips lightly, her expression seemed confused, and her heart was faintly convinced by Lin Nantian.

Looking around, Lin Nantian Ranran said: "I have to say that the designer of this ruins is meticulous. We have already entered the game without realizing it. Moreover, there is only one solution. Not only this game, but even every level is like this. If you do not follow the correct answer set by the designer of this ruins, then there will be only one consequence!"

Lin Nantian didn't say anything. He knew that Fenghuang Yanran could understand that he had thought about this matter for a few years, and then this conclusion appeared in this conclusion. He pondered it layer by layer and stripped it down layer by layer, and there would definitely be no deviation, and the possibility was as high as 95%!

Fenghuang Yanran's face suddenly turned pale and powerless when she heard this. She was not a fool. On the contrary, she was also a very smart girl. She passed through all her experiences with Lin Nantian. How could she not know what Lin Nantian said and how she didn't understand what Lin Nantian said, but she was really unwilling to admit it in her heart.

It is the psychology of most people to stop when they are good. However, has this "good" really succeeded?

Giving up the Golden Blood Knife and choosing to leave means giving up the identity of the heir of the Knife Sect. Wouldn't the painstaking design of this ruin designer turn into a bubble?

After such a lot of effort, the result was the result, and the bamboo basket was useless.

Would this mysterious ruin designer be willing?

The answer is obvious and is about to come out.

All of this ending is destined from the beginning of Lin Nantian and Fenghuang Yanran stepping into the first gate.

If you don’t die, you have to follow the script!

This is a path to death if you take a wrong step!

"I'm sorry, Nantian, it was Yanran who harmed you!" Fenghuang Yanran thought that her momentary rise caused the two of them to fall into such a situation. She felt very desolate in her heart, and she felt very sorry for Lin Nantian.

"What are you saying, Yanran, have you forgotten what we said? How could I blame you!" Lin Nantian smiled and touched Fenghuang Yanran's hair, and a sharp cold light shot out of his eyes, and said indeed: "And what we are facing may not be a dead end. At most, it can only be said to be used by the Sword Sect. How could the designer of this ruins make us die? Good fortune and misfortune are always connected."

Fenghuang Yanran nodded heavily when she heard this, her eyes showed a firm look. She held Lin Nantian's hand tightly and said, "No matter what, Yanran will definitely be by your side and face it with you, Nantian."

Lin Nantian's mouth raised lightly, feeling the beauty's determination, and seemed to have a thrill of heroism in his heart. He put the big bull into the seven realms without any worries. Lin Nantian slowly took out the golden blood knife.

Looking at this knife, Lin Nantian seemed to remember that in the illusion pillar, he held this knife and killed all directions, killed gods, and killed Buddhas. He was so powerful that he had no enemy under his command, but now...

It seemed as if I had lost the connection with this golden blood knife. The feeling of blood being connected as if part of my body had disappeared, and the instinctive feeling was also lost. The sword intent, and the only thing left was the simple twenty moves, and I could never recall anything.

Lin Nantian smiled slightly, but he didn't care too much. He was not his own strength. He got it quickly and lost it quickly, but what does it matter!

Clenching his fists tightly, Lin Nantian's face showed a firm look.

One day, I will gain more powerful, ten times stronger, and hundreds of times stronger than that time!

Blood quietly dripped from Lin Nantian's left wrist, drop by drop, dripping on the body of the Golden Blood Knife. The golden blade absorbed Lin Nantian's blood as if it had woken up, making a sound like a bird's sound, trembling. Lin Nantian seemed to feel its joy and its emotions.

In the phantom pillar, Lin Nantian knew how bloodthirsty the Golden Blood Knife was. It was simply a knife-shaped blood-sucking machine and would never be satisfied. Lin Nantian's blood dripped onto the Golden Blood Knife, and he could not even see the shadow. The blood was absorbed as soon as it reached the blade, but the color of the Golden Blood Knife had not changed at all.

Only the continuous sound of birds provoking proved that the blood was still being absorbed by the Golden Blood Knife.

Lin Nantian couldn't help but say to Fenghuang Yanran with a bitter face: "I don't know how much blood this sword will suck to fill it, it seems to have a good appetite..."

"It shouldn't be too much. After all, it's just a recognition of the master. If you absorb all your blood, it's not a recognition of the master, it's a devouring master. But for the sake of safety, Nantian, you should take a long-term blood pill first!"

After saying that, Fenghuang Yanran took out a light red pill from her arms and handed it to Lin Nantian.

After all, the Phoenix family is the number one medicine-refining family in the mainland. The complex types of pharmaceutical pills that can be refined are far beyond Lin Nantian's ability. Phoenix Yanran can take out some of the most beneficial medicine pills to him anytime and anywhere.

Lin Nantian did not doubt it, and swallowed the pill in one bite, but he seemed to feel no effect. He then looked at Fenghuang Yanran and hesitated: "It seems that there is no reaction, Yanran, let's have a few more."

Fenghuang Yanran couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "This pill is just to speed up the body's blood production, and it's not really like the name. Blood is the essence of the human body, how can it be generated by external objects? Even if it can be generated, it is not its own blood."

Lin Nantian responded lightly, showing a disappointed look, looking at his right wrist with a frown, blood flowing out without stopping, and the golden blood knife seemed to be more and more happy, and the more blood it swallowed, the more satisfied it would be.

Lin Nantian's face gradually began to pale. Looking inside his body, nearly 1/3 of his blood had been absorbed by the Golden Blood Knife, but there was not a single head. The Golden Blood Knife was like a bottomless container, absorbing Lin Nantian's blood frantically.

Even if the cultivator has a better physical constitution than ordinary people, he can't stand it if he takes out 1/3 of his blood at once. If the amount of blood loss exceeds half of the total blood volume of the body, he may be seriously injured even if the cultivator has a good physical constitution!

Lin Nantian made a secret decision. Even if the Golden Blood Knife has a good appetite, he must stop feeding blood at 1/2. He doesn't want his strength to plummet because he lets the Golden Blood Knife recognize his master. If he can't recognize his master this time, then next time, there will be more time, so he won't be in a hurry.

3/5 left!

Lin Nantian frowned and looked a little heavy.

4/7 left!

Lin Nantian felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, and his body was extremely weak.

Blood dripped onto the Golden Blood Knife drop by drop. Lin Nantian clenched his right fist, his meridians bulged, blocking the bleeding area of ​​his right wrist. Nearly half of the blood in his body flowed into the Golden Blood Knife, but the Golden Blood Knife was still endless.

Lin Nantian could no longer hold on.

"Huh!" Lin Nantian sighed lightly, feeling a little regretful.

"Forget it, Nantian, this time it won't work, there's another time, don't be discouraged!" Fenghuang Yanran smiled and cheered Lin Nantian.
Chapter completed!