The black dragon sword broke away from Wang Qiong's control, with scales and armor all over the place and fangs exposed, like a revived beast. The terrifying force of the ferocity wrinkled like the strong wind, sweeping across the vastness.

It opened its mouth suddenly, its sharpness shone, and it swallowed the red blood spear directly.

"Damn!" Wang Qiong's pupils suddenly contracted and were deeply touched.

He didn't expect that the knife that Uncle Lame made for him casually still had such a terrible form.

This way, it looks like a hungry and fierce spirit, greedy for the delicious food in front of you.

The black dragon sword chewed the red blood spear with a "crack" click. The will inside the gun had long been worn out. If it was suppressed tightly, there would be no power to resist.

Metal debris flew, picking up some ignition lights to illuminate the ancient cave.

Apart from the sound of chewing, there was a silence around him. Wang Qiong looked solemn and feasted at the Black Dragon Sword.

The endless greed and hunger sprinkled out like substance, which shocked him.

"This knife...the demon sword..." The little white-faced eyes slightly condensed and she said in a deep voice.

For monks, there are three books that must be read, namely "The List of Hundred Powers", "The List of Strange Beasts" and "The Plan of Heavenly Soldiers".

The Heavenly Soldiers’ Guide records all kinds of magical weapons and weapons that have been famous in the world.

Among them, there are thirteen demon swords on the list.

These demon swords are extremely evil and extremely fierce, and they create endless killings and cause endless grievances, and are called demons by the world.

The young man once saw a demon sword in "The Heavenly Soldiers Tuce". It was really a very evil evil. Ordinary people were not close to it, let alone carrying its power.

Those who can control the demon sword have a mysterious fate and escape from life and death, otherwise they will be backfired.

Although the black dragon sword in front of me is not as powerful as those demon swords, it is still as powerful as the atmosphere alone.

The little white-faced looked at Wang Qiong, wondering where he got such a knife.

"This knife is too fierce. If you take him with you, it may cause a disaster!" The young man approached Wang Qiong and couldn't help but remind him.

Buzz...

In the future, the Black Dragon Sword roared and the sword light shone brightly, aiming at the little white face, revealing its murderous intent.

A knife actually became hostile to the little white face, which was really weird.

"snort!"

Wang Qiong raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, blocking the young man's face.

It was really unlucky. In front of his master, he dared to shout so much, completely forgot his identity as a butcher knife.

What's wrong?

Suddenly, the black fire in Wang Qiong's body moved open, and a terrifying aura surged up, covering the Black Dragon Sword.

The Black Dragon Sword trembled slightly, letting out a low whine, and his murderous intent was restrained, and he no longer shouted like he had just now.

It instinctively felt awe for its master. In a blink of an eye, the scales disappeared, and the hideous mouth healed again, turning into a cold edge.

call……

The black dragon sword jumped and fell back into Wang Qiong's palm.

Compared to before, the blade seems to be lighter.

However, Wang Qiong vaguely felt a blood-colored evil spirit hidden inside the knife, and it kept squirming, as if the red blood spear had not been completely digested.

"You can actually suppress it." The little white-faced looked at Wang Qiong in surprise.

"You can just hold it down for the time being." Mr. Bai sneered, walked over, and looked up and down at Wang Qiong: "Your sword is not an ordinary demon sword, it has gradually awakened. You can hold it down because you are better than him."

"Now, if he swallows this spear, his power will increase sharply. If you can't suppress him, hehe..." Mr. Bai sneered and his words stopped abruptly.

Wang Qiong's heart moved and blurted out, "What do you mean is that this knife is very powerful, and its potential has not been discovered?"

“…”

Mr. Bai was speechless and glanced at Wang Qiong with a strange look.

"Are you normal people's thoughts?"

"So my knife is so dicky!" Wang Qiong grinned and stroked the black dragon.

That is to say, when he came out of Sanyang Town, how could Uncle Lame give him ordinary goods?

It turned out to be a treasure. The Black Dragon Sword was originally extraordinary. With his lightning arm, he was specialized in killing and had infinite power.

Now it has swallowed the Red Blood Spear again, and once refined, its power will skyrocket.

By then, Wang Qiong's strength can be improved a lot.

Thinking of this, he couldn't control his expression excitedly.

"You're out of salvation."

Master Bai shook his head, too lazy to warn Wang Qiong.

It turned around and walked towards the ruins, and found a milky white bone among the endless broken bones, and a faint pressure came from the bone.

"Maha Dragon Elephant, even after thousands of years, I didn't expect that there would be so much left." Mr. Bai couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Qiong came over, his eyes glowing brightly, and he saw the weasel holding the dragon ivory bone in one hand as if he saw the old hen.

Even though most of this tooth bone has been destroyed, the remaining one is still more than three meters long, thick and large, with a whole body of jade and a crystal luster flowing.

Wang Qiong couldn't put it down, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

This is the tooth bone of the Mahalong elephant. It doesn’t have to think about how much it is.

The most important thing is that he felt the existence of energy and spirit from this bone. Although it was weak, it should be enough to refine the black fire.

When Wang Qiong thought of the new supernatural powers that were about to awaken, he felt more and more that this trip was really worth it.

"Master Bai, what are you doing?"

Wang Qiong looked up and found that Mr. Bai had already penetrated into the depths of the demon cave, and was on the ancient altar where the Maha dragon elephant was originally placed, and he didn't know what he was trying on.

Rumble...

Suddenly, the demon cave vibrated, and cracks began to spread along the top.

"It's going to collapse!" Wang Qiong's expression changed slightly.

"Let's go."

At this moment, Mr. Bai took action. The golden light was everywhere under his feet swept like a tide, gradually turning into a vortex, swallowing three figures.

Outside Red Dragon City.

A golden light flashed, and three figures fell from the air.

Mr. Bai was familiar with it, and a kite turned over and landed smoothly.

Before Wang Qiong could react, he fell to the ground directly. Just as he was about to get up, the little white face fell from the sky and sat on him.

"Damn... Mr. Bai... can you say hello first next time?"

Wang Qiong had already spent his true energy and fell down from such a high place. Now he was treated as a meat pad and was pressed tightly by the little white face. He felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.

The little white-faced listened to Wang Qiong's wailing beneath him, and he jumped up as if he was electrocuted.

His back was facing Wang Qiong, as if he was tidying up his appearance, and the bun on his head was slightly scattered.

Buzz...

In the sky, a long cry resounded like a roar of a black bird, conveying a strange frequency.

The little white-faced body paused slightly, and he raised his head to look.

"I'm leaving."

"Let's go?" Wang Qiong slowly stood up and said, "Where are you going? We haven't divided the spoils yet."

He never thought of taking that dragon ivory bone alone.

"I'll take it with you next time I meet you." The little white-faced whispered.

"Next time!?" Wang Qiong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't ask much, but said, "That's right, we will continue to cooperate next time, we will do a big vote."

"By the way, where will I go to find you in the future?" Wang Qiong asked.

"Luo Wangcheng!"

"What? Are you from Luo Wangcheng?" Wang Qiong was stunned, as if he had seen a ghost: "You are..."

"My name is Luo Qingyuan!"

At this moment, the little white face turned around, her hair was like a waterfall, spreading around her waist, and her appearance changed slightly, with her face and role, and her indescribable charm.

Under the sunny sky, the two of them looked at each other.

This look is like autumn water separated by, silent!
Chapter completed!