The whole world turned into blood in an instant, and countless bloody corpses were rolling and floating in the sea of ​​blood.

He even saw a familiar knife handle struggling in the sea of ​​blood. The knife handle seemed to see him and sent some thoughts.

crisis!

A crisis I have never felt before!

"I thought about it for a while, but I still don't want it. This is your weapon. It's meant to take advantage of others. That's not my style."

The little boy took three steps back seriously.

"Do you still want that knife? I can ask Xiao Zhuxian to spit it out for you."

"No, I don't need this sword." The little boy gritted his teeth and shook his head. The purple sword was of little use to him, but it was of great significance to collect it.

After all, it was the knife that accompanied him growing up.

"It turns out you have other knives. I don't believe it. Unless you show them to me, I must return the knives to you, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable."

Yuan Chen was very solemn, and the aura of the sea of ​​blood always surrounded the little boy. This frightened Xian Zi so much that he broke out in cold sweat.

Danger climbed onto his shoulders, and the sharp sword energy surged into his heart.

Xian Zixianzun shouted: "Wait, I will take it out right now."

Amid the exaggeration of the crisis, the little boy shed tears and took out his natal immortal weapon, the Purple Blade of Heaven.

As soon as the purple blade came out, its sharpness was fully displayed.

But not even a second after it came out, it became timid.

It was already too late to go back. The sea of ​​blood surged and swept away the Purple Blade of Heaven.

The little boy sat on the ground and cried loudly, just like a little boy who had his toys taken away.

"Okay, stop acting. I know you still have weapons on you. From now on, I will use one every day in exchange for your life. If it is gone that day, you will be useless."

Yuan Chen spoke quite coldly.

After Zhu Xian Sword ate the Purple Blade of Heavenly Dao, he felt a lot more energetic.

I also woke up a lot.

Xian Zi felt that the pressure all over her body was relieved, and she silently breathed a sigh of relief.

He had to run for his life, otherwise he would definitely die in the end.

The Zhu Xian Sword is probably missing, and he can escape as long as he avoids the attention of this mysterious young man.

On the fourth floor of the ancient tomb, leading to the third floor is a hole in the sky, and outside the hole is a pool.

The last time he came in, Yuan Chen was entangled with something that looked like hair, and the hair almost succeeded.

This time it's even scarier.

Before Yuan Chen could reach the hole, his feet suddenly got stuck, as if he had stepped on a mechanism, and the bronze bricks beneath his feet sank an inch.
Chapter completed!