Chapter 606 Heavenly Demon Soldiers

"I am the first to recognize the master of this magic knife, so everyone has no objection."

Yue Zhongtian took a deep breath, suppressed the surging blood and injuries in his body, looked at Mo Wuwang, Mo Qianxin and others with slightly pale faces, and said domineeringly.

"You are the first, but I must be the second!" Mo Wuwang gritted his teeth and whispered.

Although he did his best just now, his trump card was far inferior to the Black Demon Venerable that Yue Zhongtian summoned, so in terms of contribution, he knew that he was not as good as Yue Zhongtian.

"it is good!"

Yue Zhongtian happily agreed.

In the end, the order of recognizing the main Taoist magic sword was arranged, Moon Zhongtian was the first, Mo Wuwang was the second, Yue Bingyu was the third, and the magic was the fourth. The magic white wind, who was almost killed, was the fifth.

"call!"

Yue Zhongtian took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and slowly walked towards the Dao weapon magic knife inserted on the ground, stretched out his hands, and tightly grasped the magic crystal inlaid with huge magic crystals made of special materials. hilt.

The next moment, Yue Zhongtian pulled up the magic knife, shattering his palms, and a large amount of fresh blood flowed out, and penetrated into the magic knife along the hilt, trying to recognize it as the master.

"Well, the meaning of death!"

A large amount of fresh blood flowed into the magic knife, and Yue Zhongtian immediately felt the meaning of death in the magic knife, refining his own blood, and his face instantly gloomy.

"Dark Dao Pattern, Rong!"

Yue Zhongtian did not comprehend the meaning of death, so he could only try to integrate twenty dark patterns into the magic sword to restrain the meaning of death in the magic sword.

But at the moment when the twenty dark Dao patterns entered the magic knife, Yue Zhongtian clearly felt that a terrifying force was formed in the magic knife, and while smashing the dark Dao patterns, it attacked Yue Zhongtian.

"Bang!"

Unprepared, Yue Zhongtian's arms were attacked by the magic knife, almost breaking, and the whole body also lost control. He was shaken back several meters by the magic knife, and a strand of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"It's my turn!"

Seeing that Yue Zhongtian failed to recognize the master magic knife, Mo Wuwang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately walked to the Taoist magic knife, and couldn't wait to recognize him as the master.

"Zhongtian, are you alright!"

Seeing Yue Zhongtian walking back with a gloomy face and bleeding arms, Yue Bingyu asked with concern.

"fine!"

Yue Zhongtian looked at the Taoist Magic Saber unwillingly, unable to accept the fact that he failed to recognize the master.

Just now, when the magic sword devoured the moon and recognized the Lord, the powerful soul of Mo Wuwang felt the meaning of death in the sword, and when he traveled to the Western Continent in the early days, he was fortunate enough to understand two lines of death, so he still has confidence Recognize the master, the Taoist magic knife.

"call!"

Mo Wuwang took a deep breath, adjusted his inner breath, bit his finger, and shot a drop of blood essence to the magic knife.

Then, Mo Wuwang's body spewed out two lines of the Dao of Death, which melted into the magic knife.

"The Way of Death, he actually comprehended two Ways of Death!"

Seeing the two lines of death condensed by Mo Wuwang, Yue Zhongtian jumped wildly in his heart, and he had a feeling that the biggest chance he encountered in Long Yuan would probably pass him by.

Incorporating the pattern of death that was shot by Mo Wuwang, the restless magic knife slowly quieted down, allowing the blood essence that slipped down the blade to melt into the magic knife.

Seeing that the magic knife did not interfere with his own blood essence, Mo Wuwang was overjoyed, and continued to force out a large amount of blood essence, which was melted into the Taoist magic knife.

Soon, the Taoist Magic Blade absorbed Mo Wuwang's blood and established a connection with him.

"The low-grade Taoist weapon, the demon and the Taoist soldier, contains the meaning of death!"

After recognizing the main tool, the magic knife, the information of the magic knife immediately appeared in Mo Wuwang's mind.

Although with his half-step battle beast emperor realm strength, he can't exert the strongest power of the demon soldiers, but with the demon soldiers, Mo Wuwang is fully capable of killing the second-level beast emperor.

"receive!"

Mo Wuwang's thoughts moved, and he took the demon soldiers into his body, and controlled the fire of life to slowly refine.

"Damn, he really got that magic knife."

Seeing the scene where Mo Wuwang took the demon soldiers into his body, Yue Zhongtian's eyes spurted thick flames, and he went mad with jealousy, and his heart was bleeding.

He never dreamed that he would spend the most trump card, but in the end he made a wedding dress for others.

"Brother Yue, I'm already satisfied to get this day's demon soldiers. If I get another big opportunity, I will never snatch it from you."

Looking at Yue Zhongtian, whose face was gloomy and watery, and his eyes flickered fiercely, Mo Wuwang expressed his stance in a good mood.

"it is good!"

Hearing Mo Wuwang's words, Yue Zhongtian's expression softened a bit, he quickly took a pill, and sat cross-legged on the ground to adjust his breath and recover.

In about half a day, except for Mo Baifeng who was seriously injured, Yue Zhongtian, Mo Wuwang and others recovered their injuries and consumed soul power successively.

However, they did not immediately leave the danger-ridden tombs, hiding in the Baili tombs of a large number of evil spirits. Under the leadership of Mo Wuwang's hand-held Tianmo Dao soldiers, they continued to search for opportunities in the tombs and strengthen their strength.

As time passed, Ye Chenfeng fascinatedly controlled the God-devourer's brain for about four days, and finally engraved the twenty lines of the Way of Death in the God-devourer's brain.

After successfully engraving the pattern of the Way of Death, Ye Chenfeng immediately calmed down, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and realized the extremely destructive meaning of the Way of Death.

Once he can cultivate the meaning of death to the second-level realm, his attack power will increase by one level.

"Well, what's the matter, what is he doing?"

Just as Heishi Tuji and others adjusted their breaths cross-legged and waited for Yue Zhongtian and others, they were suddenly awakened by a powerful killing force. They opened their eyes and found that the killing force that scared them was Ye Chen. The wind blows out.

Under the brain-devouring deduction, Ye Chenfeng spent a day comprehending the meaning of death to the first level.

At this time, the Eight-Shadow Asura Technique started to run uncontrollably, and the speed was getting faster and faster, frantically refining the thick murderous aura accumulated in Ye Chenfeng's body.

In less than half a column of incense, a sixth killing circle appeared behind Ye Chenfeng.

After another stick of incense, Ye Chenfeng condensed the seventh killing circle, and the killing power contained in the killing circle reached an extremely terrifying level.

"It turns out that the practice of the eight-saccade Asura Gong is fundamentally the Dao of Death. Only by cultivating the Dao of Death to the realm of the first heaven can the practice of the Eight-saccade Asura move to a higher and even perfect realm."

Feeling that he had cultivated the Eight-Shadow Asura Gong to the seventh-level realm within the two-pillar incense, Ye Chenfeng finally knew why he had accumulated enough murderous aura in the early stage and was still unable to condense the sixth killing aperture.

With the help of the seventh-layer slaughtering aperture amplitude, Ye Chenfeng's attack power was greatly improved, but he did not know that Mo Wuwang obtained a low-grade Taoist weapon in the Baili tomb, which brought him a fatal threat.

After cultivating the eight-shackle Asura Gong to the seventh level, Ye Chenfeng calmed down and continued to understand the meaning of death.

After another half a day or so, Mo Wuwang and others broke out of the Baili Tombs in the scarred Moon Zhongtian.

After several days of searching, Yue Zhongtian and others found several opportunities in the tomb group, which greatly enhanced their strength.

However, they knew the value of Ye Chenfeng well, so they didn't act immediately, and they didn't expose the Taoist weapon, Heavenly Demon, and Taoist soldiers. After resting for more than a day, they left the Baili Tomb and continued to fly into the depths of the desolate space.