"Your clone is evil, this knife is even more evil. Now your clone is missing a magic weapon." Lin Du said.

Bingchen showed a little thoughtful look.

"Believe me, he will like it. I think the reason why this knife called me just now is because there are traces left by your clone in my body." Lin Du said again.

Bingchen glanced at Lin Du.

After hesitating for a while, Bingchen suddenly made a gesture, and the power of rolling thunder surged out, wrapped around the handle of the knife, and pulled it away suddenly.

Seeing this, Lin Du smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and quickly exerted his strength, acting on the hilt with Bing Chen.

roar!

Another low growl.

The roar is evil, not like a human roar, nor like a beast roar, but more like countless unjust souls wailing.

"I don't know how many creatures have been slaughtered with this knife!" Lin said poisonously.

It is obvious that his expression is slightly solemn.

Bingchen nodded and said, "Be careful."

Lin Du showed some surprise.

"Are you talking about me?" Lin asked viciously.

Bingchen glanced at Lin with a poisonous look.

Lin pursed his lips and smiled slightly, saying, "You should be careful of yourself, I am the Lord of God."

Bingchen ignored it.

"I really should have followed you." Lin Du suddenly said again.

Bingchen glanced at Lin Du.

He only heard his words a little self-deprecating and said, "I have practiced for tens of thousands of years and finally attained the Divine Lord, but it has become a forbidden body for one of your clones. If I were to choose, I would rather choose to give it to you. He is really too..."

When he said this, Lin Du sighed softly.

Bingchen frowned, but his expression also had a bit of complexity.

"Sorry." Bingchen said suddenly.

Lin Du was stunned for a moment, looking at Bingchen, a little surprised.

After a little hesitation, Bingchen said again: "If you want, I will be responsible for you."

Lin Du heard this and was obviously even more surprised.

"Responsible for me? Do you want me?" Lin asked viciously.

"I will marry you in my clone." Bingchen said.

Lin curled his lips and said, "If you are almost the same, he, we just need each other physically. He has no feelings for me, he just wants my body to vent, and you are different."

Bingchen frowned again.

Lin Fei showed a hint of cunning at the corner of his mouth and asked, "How is it, are you willing? Be responsible for me?"

Bingchen glanced at Lin Du.

"Do you still dislike me for being unclean?" Lin asked poisonously.

Bingchen didn't answer.

"I am not clean, but you are not the one who caused me. You are still your clone, you have forcibly defiled me!" Lin Du said again.

Bingchen's expression was a little complicated and he said, "I won't talk about this."

Lin curled his lips poisonously.

The blade was gradually pulled out, beyond Bingchen. Lin Du expected that this knife was not as good as they imagined. The blade was light and was even quite dull. The blade was not sharp, without cold light, and without a breathtaking momentum. At first glance, it was even worse than the ordinary big sword in the mortal world!

Moreover, Bingchen and Lindu also discovered that there were special rust on the blade!

Not bad, just rust!

Although they had never seen that kind of rust before, they were sure that it was rust!

Bingchen and Lin Du glanced at each other.

"We won't be happy all over, right?" Lin said uncertainly.

Bingchen also feels this way.

The more the knife was pulled, the more unbearable it looked. Even the previous roar gradually disappeared, and the black fog and evil nature disappeared together.

Until the end!

After more than half an hour, Bingchen and Lin Du finally pulled out the knife completely.

A wide blade, short handle, long knife!

It looks plain and fair, which is comparable to the swords used by those reckless men in the mortal world when they go into battle to kill the enemy.

It's just a machete!

After looking at it, Lin Du was unwilling to give up and snatched the knife from Bingchen's hand and held it in his hand.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and Lin Du felt a little annoyed.

Even if she tried with her divine essence or divine consciousness, the knife did not react at all! It was like a piece of iron lump. Of course, it was not a real iron lump. Lin Du had never seen the material of the blade, but it still did not affect her judgment.

A piece of waste!

"Damn it!" Lin cursed in a low voice.

As a devil, Lin touched the blade with poison.

Of course!

A little pain suddenly came out. Lin Du quickly looked at it and saw that his palm was cut by the insharp blade!

Bingchen also noticed this situation and quickly looked at it. He saw a wisp of black blood on the blade, which was quickly disappearing. In just a moment, the wisp of blood on Lin Po was completely swallowed by the blade.

Lin Du showed surprise, hesitated for a moment, and then forced a wisp of black blood to the blade again, dripping onto the blade.

Next moment!

A faint black mist overflowed from the blade and instantly covered the blade, and the wisp of blood that Lin Poison was quickly swallowed by the blade.

Seeing this, Lin Du suddenly showed joy.

"I just said that this knife shouldn't be so unbearable!" Lin said poisonously.

Bing Chen frowned, preventing Lin Pi from continuing to drip blood. After looking at the black fog that gave people a sense of evil. As Bing Chen's divine essence surged, a golden lightning swayed around the blade. With a few slight sounds, the black fog was annihilated.

"What are you doing? This is a great opportunity to verify this knife!" Lin Du said.

"Let's take care of your own hands first." Bingchen said.

Lin Du subconsciously looked at his palm that was cut by a knife, then frowned slightly, and said in surprise: "Hey, something is stopping the wound on my hand from healing!"

After taking a closer look, Lin Du said again: "It's that evil spirit!"

She faintly noticed that there was a trace of almost undetectable special artistic conception in the wound on her hand that had been preventing the wound from healing!

As the power surged, Lin Po used his divine essence to surround the strand of power.

"Huh!"

Lin Du let out another light eh and frowned.

"What's going on?" Bingchen asked.

"What a special force, it can break through the siege of my divine essence!" Lin said.

Bingchen frowned, hesitated for a moment, grabbed Lin Du's hand, and a wisp of thunder spread out.

After a moment, with a faint wail, the artistic conception of the wound on Lin Du's hand was destroyed by the power of thunder.

Lin Du blinked, looked at Bing Chen, and said, "Your power of thunder is really the nemesis of the evil spirit!"

Bingchen looked at Lin Du, then took the knife and said, "This knife is too evil, so it's best not to use it."

"Don't!" Lin Du said quickly: "The more evil the better!"

Bingchen was too lazy to deal with it.

Seeing Bingchen, he was about to put away the knife, Lin Du quickly said, "What's the hurry? Try its power first!"

"How do you want to try?" Bingchen asked.

After thinking for a while, Lin Du took out a long divine sword and said, "Try it."

Bingchen frowned slightly, pondered for a while, took a few steps, and rushed towards Lin Poison.

Bang!

Lin Poison's long sword swung, and with the sound of swords and swords fighting, the two of them stopped with one blow. Looking at the sword in their hands, Lin Poison showed obvious surprise.

A cut! A crescent on the blade! A crescent on the crescent!
To be continued...