When Qi Dong walked up to the bloody soul-capturing blade, he was surprised to find that the bloody soul-capturing blade began to tremble, as if he saw a long-lost child finding his parents.
Qi Dong was also a little excited. Could it be said that the performance of the Bloodlight Soul Capture Blade meant that the other party recognized him?
With this question in mind, Qi Dong slowly held the handle of the knife.
bass!
As a burst of blood appeared, Qi Dong's eyes blurred. When his eyes focused again, he found that he had entered a world of blood.
"You finally came."
Suddenly, an older-sounding voice sounded in Qi Dong's ears. Qi Dong became alert and looked around cautiously.
"who?"
"I."
Just as Qi Dong finished his words, the blood-light soul-capturing blade appeared in front of him.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to finally come back."
"Do you know me?" Qi Dong looked at the bloody soul-capturing blade in front of him and asked with some surprise.
"Not only did we know each other, we also fought side by side."
Hearing what the other party said, Qi Dong couldn't help but exclaimed.
Fighting side by side? Qi Dong dared to believe that this was the first time he had seen the blood-light soul-capturing blade today, and he didn't know what the other party was talking about here.
"Um, you know why I came to see you today, right?" Qi Dong couldn't help but said while looking at the blood-light soul-capturing blade.
"Of course." The Bloodlight Soul-Capturing Blade replied with certainty: "Let's fight together, partners."
"Let's fight together?" Qi Dong was stunned for a moment, but then a smile appeared on his lips.
Although the words "Bloodlight Soul-Capturing Blade" sound a bit unreasonable, it also means that the other party recognizes him.
"good!"
Qi Dong decisively agreed.
Although the quality of the woodcutter is also very good, it is a pity that Qi Dong always lacks some feeling when using it, so he does not particularly like using the woodcutter.
But the Bloodlight Soul-Capturing Blade was different. This knife truly attracted Qi Dong. It could be said that it was tailor-made for Qi Dong.
Slowly reaching out his hand, Qi Dong grasped the handle of the Blood-light Soul-Captivating Blade.
In an instant, blood light shot up into the sky and completely enveloped Qi Dong.
Success! !
The old man stood nearby and was speechless with excitement. When he was young, he wished he could pick up this knife, but after holding it for a lifetime, he never picked it up. In the end, he let his disciple pick it up, which can be regarded as a Not a bad result.
Qi Dong felt that some sticky energy around him began to penetrate into his body. At first, the power of the moonlight in his body was still resisting this energy, but as the crescent-shaped tattoo on his chest glowed, the resistance suddenly disappeared. .
What a strong blood energy fluctuation!
The old man looked at Qi Dong sitting cross-legged on the ground and couldn't help but smack his mouth twice.
It would be false to say that he is not envious. After all, he found this opportunity himself, but envy is useless. This opportunity is destined to miss him.
However, even if his apprentice gets it, it can be regarded as a relatively satisfactory ending. After all, he is not an outsider. Of course, it also excludes the possibility that Qi Dong is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.
Qi Dong didn't know what the old man was thinking. He felt that the murderous intention he had comprehended in his body began to gradually materialize. Those murderous intentions were originally hidden in the profound energy in his body, but through this sublimation, they actually It penetrated into every cell in his body.
boom!
Qi Dong's body suddenly made a muffled sound, and the terrifying blood-red mysterious energy was wrapped in black flames and shot directly into the sky.
"Breakthrough!"
The old man exclaimed. He never thought that Qi Dong would be able to improve his real realm after receiving the approval of the Blood-light Soul-Captivating Blade.
The strength in Qi Dong's body was still soaring, but the old man opened the door and walked out.
Gradually, the violent aura on Qi Dong's body began to decrease, and finally became calm.
Opening his eyes, a sharp edge flashed through his eyes, and Qi Dong's lips curved into a smile.
“It’s the late stage of Naqi realm!!”
Every time he advanced to a higher level, Qi Dong could always feel that there were earth-shaking changes in his body, whether it was strength, speed, or other things, there was a significant increase.
"this--"
When the old man came back, he was dumbfounded.
"Jump two levels in a row to reach the eighth level of the Qi Nai Realm. You are only one step away from reaching the peak of the Qi Nai Realm."
Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the speed of Qi Dong's breakthrough.
In less than a year, Qi Dong transformed from an ordinary person to a master in the late stage of Naqi Realm. This kind of talent is really terrifying.
Moreover, Qi Dong is only twenty-eight years old now, what about when he turns thirty-eight?
Shaking his head, the old man smiled at Qi Dong and said: "During this period, you should first stabilize your own realm. While adapting to this blood-light soul-capturing blade, practice what I call the power of control."
As he spoke, the old man suddenly stretched out his hand in front of Qi Dong, and a wisp of milky white flame suddenly burst out from his palm.
"Remember, if you want to control the flame, you have to become the flame. The more you regard the flame as yourself, the higher your ability to control the flame will be."
"Is that so?" Qi Dong looked at the old man and raised his eyebrows. For a moment just now, he even felt that the old man had turned into a charlatan.
"Oh, you're getting more and more distracted. Are you feeling weak? Do you want me to take care of you?"
The old man snorted coldly. He found that Qi Dong was becoming more and more generous.
"Teacher, if you had given me the Bloodlight Soul-Captivating Blade earlier, there would be no need for me to be beaten so badly in another world."
Qi Dong smacked his mouth twice, looked at the blood-light soul-capturing blade in his hand and smiled.
"Hmph, how did I know that you could get the approval of this bloody soul-capturing blade? And I didn't want to give it to you at that time."
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I have to say, this old man's words are too irritating. You can express it tactfully. It would be better for him to say it directly. What's wrong? Isn't Qi Dong worthy of possessing this bloody soul-capturing blade?
"Okay, don't talk to me about this." The old man waved his hand and then said: "I'm going to go out to do something. You stay at home. When your friends come, you can help me. Give me some hospitality and we’ll set off immediately when I come back.”
"All right."
Qi Dong nodded helplessly when he heard the words. Originally, he wanted to follow the old man, but then he thought about it. Although he has become stronger now, I'm afraid he still can't help much if he follows the old man. It would be better to stay at home. Eat and drink when necessary, and take a good rest.
Seeing that Qi Dong agreed, the old man nodded, then turned and left the wooden house.
Qi Dong lay on the bed bored, took out his empty cigarette case, and sighed helplessly.
I don’t know when it started, but it seemed like he hadn’t smoked for a long time.
Throwing the cigarette case aside, Qi Dong planned to take a nap for a while. After all, he had just made a breakthrough and there was no need to practice directly. He might as well have a good sleep.
Thinking of this, Qi Dong directly put the Bloodlight Soul-Capturing Blade into the scabbard, then threw it aside. He found a sunny place, lay down and began to take a nap.
As time passed, Qi Dong's eyelids began to close.
But at this moment, a vague voice suddenly sounded in Qi Dong's ears.
"Um??"
Qi Dong's ears twitched slightly, and he quickly grabbed the blood-light soul-capturing blade beside him. He climbed up from the ground in one go and looked around cautiously.
"Is anyone there? Come and help me."
Qi Dong frowned. At first he thought he heard it wrong, but he didn't expect that the voice was getting closer and closer. He even felt that the speaker was right next to him.
"who?"
Qi Dong gave a low shout. As soon as the old man left, such outrageous things started to happen. If he said there was no ghost, he wouldn't believe it himself.
"Hey, young man, if you can hear me, that means you and I are of the same mind. If you help me, I can give you a generous reward."
"A generous reward?"
Qi Dong curled his lips in disdain. He lied to a child and got a generous reward. He didn't even know where he was trapped by the old man. What kind of reward was given to him? He was probably a pauper.
"Yes, I can give you what you need."
The owner of the voice seemed to know how to confuse people. Hearing that Qi Dong did not refuse immediately, even his voice began to become gentle.
Qi Dong jumped down from the kang, looked around and said, "Where are you? How can I help you if I can't see you, brother?"
"Come to the back of the wooden house." The owner of the voice quickly said to Qi Dong when he heard that there was something interesting.
"Oh? Behind the cabin??"
Qi Dong raised his eyebrows. He vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a mass grave behind the wooden house. There could be something good there.
However, Qi Dong was idle now. He was still a little curious about the owner of the voice, so he immediately followed the prompts of the voice and walked around to the back of the wooden house.
"I'm here, where are you."
Qi Dong spoke slowly to the voice.
"You take two steps forward."
"Take two steps forward?" Qi Dong was stunned for a moment. There were graves all around for hundreds of miles, and the owner of the voice could not be seen at all.
However, Qi Dong still followed the other party's words and took two steps forward, intending to see what the other party was up to.
But after taking two steps according to what the other party said, Qi Dong still didn't find anything noteworthy, and he couldn't help but shook his head.
"Damn it, that bastard is joking with me here."
Qi Dong cursed in annoyance, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, the voice sounded in Qi Dong's ears again.
"Hey, hey, don't go, you are taking two steps forward."
"Holy shit!"
Qi Dong cursed, turned around quickly, and took two steps forward quickly.
"If you are fooling me, don't blame me for cutting you!"
As he spoke, Qi Dong also raised the bloody soul-capturing blade in his hand.
"Hey, hey, that's enough. You're stepping on me. Get out of the way."
