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Chapter 7 Close the door and release the villain ([-]): The villain's natal magic weapon

"I got the treasure! He got it!" A sly-eyed outer disciple's eyes lit up, and he was about to step forward when he was squeezed away by the fat man who pushed the female disciple away.

The fat man strode like flying, grabbed the crescent knife in He Jinchuan's hand and looked at it carefully.

After the crescent knife was out of the red light, the strange radiant hues on it also disappeared. At this moment, it was dusty and looked like a piece of broken copper.

Although the Crescent Knife looks ugly, several disciples of the Lingyun Sect still didn't take it lightly. After all, if it wasn't a treasure, how could it appear so weird? Even if it wasn't a treasure of heaven and earth, it must be a magic weapon, right?
"Squeak."

The white fox squatted lightly in front of He Jinchuan, his eyes misty.

He Jinchuan's body was covered with wounds, blood was still flowing out, his eyes were lifeless and confused, giving people the illusion that he was dying.

The fox tail caressed the blood-stained face, Sim Mu poked his head forward, and the little fox's tongue licked the villain's cheek, hoping to call back the opponent's sanity, but it was useless.

After studying for a long time with the Crescent Knife, the fat man used his aura and planned to make a contract with this thing first.

The spiritual energy slowly covered the crescent knife until it covered its whole body. The fat man controlled the spiritual energy to soak into the blade, and it went unimpeded all the way, as if it was an ordinary iron tool.

He frowned in doubt, but the crescent knife responded to him, the blade trembled, and a force belonging to the blade wrapped around Fatty's spiritual power, the force was gentle and comfortable.

The excited expression on Fatty's face slowly relaxed, and his whole body was emptied. He felt that his cultivation was on the verge of breaking through, and he thought to himself: It really is a treasure.

Just when he completely emptied himself, that force suddenly became extremely domineering, quickly tore apart the aura around him, and rushed back into the fat man's internal organs, smashing his spirit and soul in an instant, without even a scream.

The other disciples only saw the fat man's body start to pull out without warning, the seven orifices were bleeding, and the limbs were twisted strangely, so they backed away in fright.

I saw that the original gray crescent knife slowly turned bright red along the edge of the blade, and some strange runes on it lit up one by one, and a depressive breath enveloped the crescent knife.

If you still can't recognize it as demonic energy, there is no need for the eyes of a few disciples.

"This is a magic weapon! It's a magic weapon! How can there be a magic weapon in the fairy secret realm!" The female disciple screamed.

"Run! Why are you still standing there!" the only surviving inner disciple shouted.

This pair of crescent knives will also actively absorb the soul of the cultivator, which shows that it is at least a middle-grade magic weapon.

As soon as the thought of running away arose in the minds of the few disciples, they found that they could not move their bodies.

The strong magic energy leaked from the crescent knife wrapped around their ankles, and the obvious magic weapon regarded them as prey.

"What should I do, I don't want to die!" The devilish energy penetrated into the skin from the ankle with a slight tingling pain, and this slight pain magnified the fear in the female disciple's heart.

Why not the others?
Someone took out the teleportation talisman and wanted to give up the competition.

Crush the spell, but after a few breaths, the person is still in place.

The teleportation talisman has failed!

The fear was magnified again. At this time, the devil energy had slowly entered their veins, and the dense pain amplified the senses. Several disciples began to scream in pain.

Sim Mu heard the scream and looked up, looking at the crescent knife floating in mid-air, thinking of a description of the plot of the plane.

He holds the Crescent Knife in his hand, the blade is blood red like a crimson waning moon in the sky, and its surface is covered with runes. .

The waning moon can open the sky and open the earth, and it is extremely domineering.

This, this, this!Isn't this the villain's future natal weapon?why here?

What about the refined blood of one thousand and one Nascent Soul cultivators?

The white fox subconsciously shrinks into He Jinchuan's arms.

That is the future villain's weapon to kill all directions. One knife can split the magic weapon of the monk who transforms the gods. It is scary to appear here now.

A few qi-training monks in the area were not enough to fill the teeth with the crescent moon. After the few people were reduced to ashes, the aura of the crescent knife did not diminish at all.

Fortunately, Wan Yue would only subconsciously attack cultivators, because their bodies were filled with spiritual energy.

The waning moon floated in mid-air for a moment, and then He Jinchuan, who was unconscious, was lifted up by the devilish energy, and the surrounding devilish energy rushed into He Jinchuan's body like a dog smelling fishy.

He Jinchuan's face had already changed back to its original appearance, those cultivators were attracted by the waning moon and had no time to pay attention to him.

The handsome young man's face was grim with pain, his brows were locked tightly, his lips were bitten and he still couldn't suppress his low growl.

The domineering demon energy quickly repaired He Jinchuan's broken tendons and shattered internal organs, and then quickly destroyed them.

Constantly remodeling and smashing.

Wanyue needs a body strong enough to welcome its existence, and at this moment it is helping the only demon here to refine its body. Although its cultivation level is not high, the other party has demon veins and can barely withstand its existence.

The white fox looked up at the top, eyes full of bewilderment: The encounter and situation of the villain are completely different from what she saw in the plot, but they seem to roughly match.

I don't know how many times of repeated torture, the light of the waning moon gradually dimmed, and it turned back into the appearance of the pair of gray-black scrap iron. It didn't enter He Jinchuan's body, and fell to the ground together with He Jinchuan in weightlessness.

It all ended so suddenly.

Sim Mu stood up and watched for a few minutes before kicking his legs and running towards He Jinchuan.

He Jinchuan was still in a coma, but the injuries on his body disappeared, and his breathing was steady, as if he was asleep.

After staring at the villain's handsome face for a while, Sim Mu ran to the pair of crescent knives, stretched out his paws and scratched it tentatively, but there was no response. It was hard to imagine that this was a magical weapon that just killed someone.

The waning moon did not move, so Sim Mu dared to step on it and watch it carefully.

Although the waning moon has become unpretentious, it is still very delicate, like a handicraft.

Simu thought to himself: Could it be that after the villain killed a thousand and one Nascent Soul cultivators, the crescent moon would become its original appearance?
He Jinchuan woke up at noon the next day. When he opened his eyes, he saw the blue sky and white clouds. He was no longer in that strange forest.

After Can Yue recognized the Lord, the Demon Forest disappeared. That area was the Demon Realm, which Can Yue intentionally lured He Jinchuan to create. It's just that He Jinchuan and Simu don't know enough about the realm of self-cultivation, and that's all.

To be able to manufacture a magic weapon in the domain, at least it must be a sky-high price.

He Jinchuan checked his body after waking up, his injuries were healed, and his cultivation base was also consolidated.

He changed back into the appearance of Li Xin, an outer disciple, picked up the crescent knife on the ground and hung it on his waist, and then continued to move forward with the still white fox in his arms.

The standard of the trial meeting is mainly based on the number of spirit cores obtained by killing spirit beasts.

Simu slept with slight jolts for more than an hour before waking up. Seeing the villain's refreshed appearance, the mood of the whole fox also improved, and the furry fox tail swayed left and right behind him.

After leaving the weird forest, surrounded by aura, everything became normal.

When it was dark, He Jinchuan took the white fox to find a cave, and was about to rest, when the surrounding mountains began to shake without warning, and the trees [-] meters away broke down one after another, approaching here.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight white-clothed disciples ran out from the woods. The disciple who ran in front saw He Jinchuan and shouted in a panic: "Run! The fifth-order spirit beast is chasing you!"

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