"oh?"

Miao Luo looked at the other party, but laughed softly.

His eyes had already seen through the spell imprint on the other party's body.

"It's a pity that you are not your father."

After saying this, his eyes suddenly became sharp and his palms suddenly exerted force.

When Molo heard that sentence, he immediately knew that it was not good. He wanted to struggle to escape, but how could he withstand Miao Luo's unparalleled power? With a click, his neck was twisted with force.

And the moment his breath disappeared, a trace of water appeared, like smoke and mist, swept up quickly, wrapped around Miao Luo's arm, and a trace of water fell on his arm, shining brightly.

"The brand of water, if the person branded does not leave the water surface within ten minutes, he will be perceived by the branded master."

In this way, ten minutes were enough for him to leave here.

He took away the Frost Ring from the other party's hand and held the extremely sharp long sword in his hand. Miao Luo let go of his fingers and watched the body fall into the sea water and disappear into the waves.

He breathed out a deep breath, and this breath seemed to have vented all the negative emotions of Pip being killed, and his mood became much calmer.

Even if it is the Pirate King, so what?

Even if there are thousands of people as guardians, so what?

Warlocks are always warlocks, and mortals are always just mortals.

He slaughtered his last target of this trip, but he looked around but lost the intention of killing.

These pirates were too many, and most of them had already boarded the boat. If they were dragged on, they would drag for a long time. Moreover, they had a water mark on them. If they stayed at the sea for more than ten minutes, the black iron-level warlock would probably come quickly with some special method.

"Let's go first."

Putting the ring on his fingers, it felt the size was just right. Miao Luo held the long knife in his hand and jumped down from the boat.

In the distance, there are countless islands outside the sea.

Sitting alone on the golden beach, suddenly opening his eyes.

As if he was stimulated by some stimulation, his calm face suddenly became extremely ferocious and he roared towards the opposite side: "Who is it, kill my son!"

With a roar, the sound rolled up a violent wind and went towards the mountains and seas ahead, and forced the tide roar in front of him to retreat. The waves on the entire beach actually revealed a half-moon gap of more than ten meters!

Then, he closed his eyes and thought for a moment, his face suddenly turned into crazy anger.

"Damn, why didn't he be found? If I could find the mark on the sea, I would be able to find him in the shortest time!"

"asshole!"

He roared and stomped on the beach with his feet. The unparalleled force stirred up countless sands, flying around and dancing. When he was in the air, the sand was frozen by a huge chill and condensed in the air.

He thought that with those things as protection, plus his black iron-level title, his son would never die, but unexpectedly, an accident happened.

In anger, he roared loudly towards the surging waves in front of him.

"Damn it, as long as you dare to step into the beach, I will definitely find you!"

On this day, Wangyang Harbor was killed endlessly.

I don’t know how many people died in this incident of pirate attack on the city, and they can be said to be countless dead souls.

And in the huge killing, a figure suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

The man was wearing a black robe and a bronze mask. On that day, more than one person saw him swept through the enemy. No one was his opponent. Thousands of pirates retreated step by step in front of him. If they were not as good as possible, they turned into dead souls.

Some people even saw that he even broke into the boat alone and killed Moro, the most powerful pirate king in this area. This news even alarmed the entire area!

Because he was wearing a black robe and a bronze mask on his face, he killed countless people, some people called him "the one who punished evil", which means the object of punishing sins.

But Miao Luo didn't know these, nor did he care about them.

At this moment, he was standing in a wilderness.

In front of him was a newly built tomb, and the gray-white tombstone was engraved with Pip's name.

The wind blew, rolling the air around him, blowing his clothes. Miao Luo held a black box in his hand and looked at the tombstone silently.

"Rest in peace, those people are dead, and I will take care of your daughter."

Sighing, Miao Luo shook his head and turned around and left.

The dead are gone, and the living should live well.

After that day's war, he left the Port of Viagra as quickly as possible and cast a monument for Pip here.

As for the black iron-level warlock, he ignored it.

I have enough troubles on my body. What's the point of getting into trouble?

As long as he is out of the sea, the other party will have no choice. When he is about to go to the sea, it means that he has already stepped into the black iron level and will never be afraid of the other party.

Now, the most important thing is naturally the Spirit-Swallowing Blade.

Three days later.

He was already familiar with the alchemy array, and his whole process was complete, and he began to concentrate on the alchemy weapons he had prepared for a long time.

Alchemy materials have been collected completely, and now it is time to refine them.

Originally, Miao Luo lacked a good carrying capacity, but during the slaughter of Molo that day, he happened to get an excellent long sword. He looked carefully and it happened to be suitable for the Spirit-Swallowing Blade.

He chose a clean and uninhabited place in the dense forest. He searched the surroundings, and there was no danger, so he sat down.

The alchemy array for refining the spirit-swalking magic blade does not just use magic power. It requires a large amount of ashes of the dead as a drawing material, and he has passed this point.

After a while of silence, all the waves in his heart calmed down. Miao Luo opened his eyes, his heart was like a mirror, and took out several black three leaves from the box and put them in his hand and grind them slowly.

For a moment, the black liquid flowed out, thick and dense. He did not try to stop the passage, nor did he use things to fill the thick liquid inside. All he needed was the remaining things.

When these black three leaves were ground into pieces, he took out the ashes of the dead, covered them in his hands, and slowly mixed them with the black three leaves fragments.

During this process, he naturally opened the Eye of Reality. This alchemy magic object is very effective for him and can ensure success rate.

After rubbing for a while, following the prompts, Miao Luo stopped and covered some dust of alchemy materials that had been running in, constantly softening until his hands were covered with silver-gray light.

"It's OK."

He silently calculated the time in his heart and drew the alchemy array needed to manufacture on the open space. He had already remembered this kind of thing in his heart, so he would naturally not make any mistakes.

In a moment, an alchemy array of two meters in radius was placed on the ground, emitting a surging light, with a cold tone.

Looking at this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then placed the long sword in the center of the alchemy array.

The long sword is only one meter long, with a dull face, and there is no strange thing to see, but in Miao Luo's opinion, this thing can indeed be called a good sharp weapon.

The long sword is located in the center of the alchemy array, with countless fluorescent lights shining on it, reflecting heavy light and shadow. Miao Luo's face was calm. According to what the alchemy notes said, she cut her fingers to make the blood flow out, and outlined it again along the patterns in the alchemy array.

And wherever his outlines reached, faint silver light and shadows flowed out and slowly overflowed into the blade. At this moment, Miao Luo even heard a mysterious laugh.

But this influence really couldn't distract him. His fingers slid one after another, and the fluorescent light kept flowing into the blade. When his fingers finished drawing the entire alchemy array, all the light suddenly stopped and suddenly rose up, and was sucked in by the blade.

Instantly, the sword light surged!

When the silver light dimmed, many strange patterns appeared on the surface of the long sword and disappeared into the blade.

"Success!"

Through the eyes of reality, Miao Luo suddenly saw the true inner part of the sword, but was happy.

And at this moment, footsteps came not far away.
Chapter completed!