As soon as Xu Mochao's body contacted the liquid in the blood pool, the blood demon blood rushed towards him as if he was under a powerful attraction, rushing into his body one after another. The original blood pool became clear and clear in an instant.

"I'm a human body purifier...Damn!"

Xu Mochao complained about himself, but before he finished speaking, a feeling that was a hundred times more terrifying than when he touched the magic knife with his hand just now came. The huge negative energy almost washed away his spirit.

This made him find that he still underestimated the power of the magic sword.

No wonder Nie Feng would be so imba after he became a demon. If you want to use four words to describe the magic knife, it is:

It's so scary!

At this moment, Xu Mochao felt that he was in a bloody ocean, madness, bloodiness, and killing were the themes here.

The secret world, the main world, and even the experiences of traveling through the previous world emerged in my mind, but the original ordinary experiences were accompanied by endless fear after the replay, which made people dare not face them.

Xu Mochao never thought that he would experience these things one day.

He is also a human being. It’s not that Feng Bujue, he is also afraid, so... he is cowardly.

Or just let it go?

Why not practice?

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"Senior, Brother Nie won't be in trouble, right?"

Outside the house, Chuchu was anxious as if an ant on a hot pan. Wuming shook his head slightly when he saw this, "This is the way he chose, and no one can help him."

He said as he looked not far away, but saw his apprentice Jian Chen competing with Dugu Meng, the apprentice of the First Evil Emperor.

On the other hand, the Sword Saint and the Third Pig Emperor are also competing for skills, and the situation is quite harmonious.

Seeing this, Wuming closed his eyes, took out the erhu Yiyi and pulled it up.

The melodious melody seemed to have a magic power that calmed the impatient Chuchu.

Originally, everyone just had to wait quietly for Xu Mochao to cultivate the magic sword and come out of seclusion, but Wuming suddenly opened his eyes.

He sighed deeply.

Good things are so hard!

Only a rough voice came: "First, I'm here again!"

"No, it's the Sword Emperor!" The third Pig Emperor became nervous when he heard this voice, "Why did he choose to challenge the Evil Emperor at this time!"

On the other side, Gu Du Meng and Jian Chen also rushed over with a serious expression.

After meeting the Sword Emperor, the Third Pig Emperor, and the First Evil Emperor, the Sword Saint put aside his heart to underestimate the heroes of the world, but his arrogance remained: "Why are you panic?"

Looking at the middle-aged man who was rushing toward the high speed with a big sword on his back, the Sword Saint said lightly, "Boy Feng is practicing the magic sword at the critical moment. The Sword Emperor has seen it, so let me try how much this Sword Emperor has!"

He said that he was about to take action, but was stopped by Wuming.

He put down his erhu and teleported to the sword saint, "Let me do it!"

"Are you afraid I can't beat him?"

"I'm afraid you'll beat him to death!"

The conversation between the two made the third Pig Emperor inexplicably. I admit that the Sword Saint is powerful, but it is not that far, right?

Are you afraid that he will kill the Knife Emperor? What a joke!

The Sword Saint looked at the Second Sword Emperor who was in front of him in a blink of an eye, and then looked back at the Gate of Life and Death.

The First Evil Emperor is now teaching Xu Mochao's magic sword wholeheartedly, and he is the most undisturbed at this time.

There was a voice in the dark telling him not to take action, don’t take action, you will be dead once you take action!

In the end, he followed his will, retreated aside, and handed over the battlefield to Wuming.

At the same time, the Second Sword Emperor also came to everyone.

He was burly and expressionless. After looking around, he found that he knew only two people.

Just as he was about to ask, the Pig Emperor handed over the right to speak to Wuming. There was no way, he couldn't beat it!

"What's the point of doing?"

The sword emperor glanced at Wuming and was secretly surprised. This person is so powerful! And why is it still a little familiar?

After that, I looked at the sword saint who was facing each other with a cold eyebrows. Hey? This person is also very powerful, and it looks like me!

The Seven Art of Destroying the Emotions that the Sword Emperor practiced requires forgetting and ruthlessness, and the Sword Saint's Holy Spirit Sword Technique has been a ruthless sword since the Sword 19th, so it is not surprising that he saw that the Sword Saint felt this way.

Looking at the other two young men, the woman ignored her, and the man was not weak, at least not under his daughter's second dream.

etc!

He seemed to be holding...

Hero Sword!

The sword emperor quickly turned his head, and some familiar faces of unknown name came into his eyes, "Wu Ming? Why are you here!"

Seeing that the other party recognized him, Wuming was not surprised, and he was still calm and calm, "Come to find the first brother if you have something to do."

"You are here to challenge first? No, there is no need for you!"

The Sword Emperor originally thought that Wuming was here to challenge the Sword Emperor like him, but then he thought it was wrong. Whether it was reputation or strength, Wuming was above the Evil Emperor, so there was no need for this!

Forget it! No matter so many, the challenges are important.

I finally realized the new sword technique and I will definitely be able to defeat the Evil Emperor this time!

"Wu Ming, you get out of the way, I'm going to challenge first!"

"You are going to challenge the Evil Emperor?"

Wuming's expression suddenly changed when he heard the sword emperor's words, "Since that's the case, I can't let you in."

"What?"

When the sword emperor heard this, he didn't ask why, he pulled out his long sword and directly used his "Seven Art of Destroying Love" and went to Wuming Rang:

"The martial arts myth is coming just right. Try my new sword technique!"

Wuming stood there, as stable as a rock.

Ren Dao Emperor attacked like a storm, and he was always a reef standing in the sea without any wavering.

"Sky Sword!"

Like other masters, when he saw Wuming actually practiced the highest level of sword technique, the sword emperor was also shocked and laughed wildly: "I am lucky to see the Heavenly Sword today. It's really worth it for me to come!"

He said that the offensive was even more powerful, one sword was as fast as one sword, and one sword was as fierce as one sword. Under the strong pressure and motivation, he finally brought the power of this sword technique to the limit.

Even he didn't expect that he would be so strong!

The onlooker of the Sword Saint felt enlightened and felt that he was one step closer to creating the sword that destroyed the world.

The three young men, Chuchu, Dugu Meng and Jian Chen, were even more amazing.

Unexpectedly, the three of them were fortunate to see a gorgeous battle between top masters today.

The Knife Emperor is worthy of being the Knife Emperor. His sword skills are definitely above the Pig Emperor. Just watching is enough to recognize this fact.

However, Wuming is even more powerful. He never took action from beginning to end. He was invincible by relying solely on the passive defense effect of the Heavenly Sword.

After attacking a fierce incense stick, the sword emperor had to admit that he was not as good as Wuming.

"Why did you stop me?"

He then put away his knife and asked.

"The Evil Emperor is teaching people how to sword skills and cannot be disturbed."

"The first thing to teach people how to do swords?" The sword emperor was stunned at first, and suddenly reacted, "Is it the magic knife? The evil emperor actually taught his magic knife to others?"

He looked incredible. As the sworn brother of the Evil Emperor and the Pig Emperor, the sword emperor knew very well what the terrible thing about the magic sword was.

This is a sword technique that even the Evil Emperor himself cannot control!

When he was possessed by the devil, he accidentally killed his son and then imprisoned himself in the gate of life and death for more than ten years.

How could he teach the magic knife to others now?

"Who is the one who got him to teach the knife?"

"Nie Feng!"

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In the secret room, the progress of the word "magic" has been re-injected to 50%.

The First Evil Emperor had already overestimated Xu Mochao's strength as much as possible, and guessed that he would take one to two days to complete the process.

But he never expected that Xu Mochao absorbed all the demon blood the moment he jumped into the blood pool.
To be continued...