,,"Divine soldier?" The little bald head thought suspiciously, he couldn't understand why there was a thing in front of him that didn't match his figure at all, but called himself a divine soldier.

But thinking about it, the person who designed this assessment place in the first place would not harm him, so he subconsciously bit his finger and wanted to stain it with blood.

"Stop!" Sister Lian screamed from the little bald head's heart.

And this voice also made the little bald head's movements stop in mid-air in time, and the little bald head asked suspiciously: "Sister Lian, why did you react so much." ”

"If you die, you stain your blood. But don't blame me for not reminding you that if there's a big problem then, it's your own business. ”

"Uh, Sister Lian, what's wrong with you? Isn't it just a weapon, don't want it, don't want it. The little bald head said indifferently.

"Stupid, how can you keep moving forward if you don't clean up this magic weapon. ”

"Well, that's a problem, too. The little bald head touched his chin and thought. After all, all the way through, the traps here seem to have been set in advance, and the key to this level is the dark stone monument in front of you.

"Then Sister Lian, what should you say, you told me not to let it recognize the Lord. If you want me to pass the test, this is simply unsolvable. The little bald head thought distressedly.

"Or, is it possible that Sister Lian knows this thing. The little bald head said with a slight smile.

But when he said this, Sister Lian's voice became hesitant. At first glance, it was hiding something, and the little bald head scratching his head suddenly stiffened there.

For a while, the little bald head's face became heavy and said, "Sister Lian, if you know something, just tell me, I don't want to be trapped here for the rest of my life." ”

"Hey, I don't think I can tell you. Sister Lian said helplessly.

"If my expectations are correct, this stone tablet in front of you is probably the evil sword that everyone feared in ancient times, without a blade. ”

"No Blade?" the little bald head repeated.

"That's right, it's the evil sword without a blade, the heavy sword without a blade, and it doesn't work, but this sword has killed countless lives, and as far as I know, the lives that died on it are 80 million, if not 100 million. It's a veritable demon slayer, but I don't know why the sages put him in this place. After saying Sister Lian's words, she fell silent, obviously entering into her own thoughts.

But after hearing Sister Lian say this, the little bald head couldn't help but show a chuckle, and bit his finger again and imprinted it on the stone tablet, so that Sister Lian couldn't even stop it.

Sister Lian was suddenly shocked and said, "Shanguang, what are you doing?" ”

"Hehe, Sister Lian, since ancient times, Buddhism has a golden saying that I will not go to hell and who will go to hell, and today I will follow the example of that Bodhisattva, even if he is a sword of killing demons, I will let it become a holy sword in my hands to subdue demons and subdue demons. The little bald leader Lu resolutely looked at his hand printed on the stone tablet, and said open-mindedly.

At the moment when he said this, the stone tablet actually sucked all the blood printed on it like a vampire.

And the whole black stele turned into a dazzling color of gold. A powerful force erupted from above.

But the little bald man's hand was firmly sucked on it like a magnet, making the little bald head's face turn pale in an instant, "It's so strong, is this the evil sword that everyone feared in ancient times, the power of Wufeng?"

The little bald head thought in shock.

But the next moment, the little bald head felt that his head was about to explode, making him fall to the ground in an instant.

"Ahh Just by hearing it, you can feel the pain of being hurt both physically and mentally.

"Zenmitsu, what's wrong with you, answer me. Sister Lian's consciousness began to become very nervous, and she continued to want to communicate with the little bald head, but found that it was blocked by an invisible force.

"How is this good, if he falls here, how can I explain it to his master. Sister Lian thought sadly in her heart.

At the same time, the little bald head's mind seemed to be injected with thousands of years of memory, and the desolation and sadness contained in it were also deeply imprinted in the little bald head's mind.

The little bald head saw what Wu Feng had been through since he was born.

The original Wufeng, which was cast from the golden crystals of the stars in the sky by a great power that penetrated the heavens in ancient times. However, the world where the Great Power is located is definitely not the True Spirit Realm, because the feeling of the energy contained in it is not the feeling of the True Spirit Realm at all.

If the concentration of true spirits in the True Spirit Realm is described in this way as air, then how can the world where the power is located be described as seawater.

When Wu Feng was just cast, Wu Feng was also a demon slashing sword in the hands of that great power, but later in a great battle, that great power also completely fell.

For a while, it seemed that the little bald head also knew the true cultivation of that great power, which was actually the legendary honorable rank.

And after the fall of that great power, he was given Wu Feng by an even more powerful power, and the ecstatic expression of that great power to get Wu Feng still made the little bald head feel a little gloomy, as if Wu Feng was being bought and sold everywhere like a commodity. And at that time, Wu Feng also had a complete spiritual intelligence.

And the great power who got Wufeng was a demonic powerhouse, and he spent 999 years inscribed countless demonic patterns on Wufeng, injecting endless demonic energy to turn the originally upright Wufeng into a killing magic weapon.

But time has passed, and that great power is still killed by another great power thousands of years later, and in this way, Wu Feng has changed hands several times, and now Wu Feng doesn't remember how many masters he has.

And in the last battle that destroyed the world, the rift of the Bladeless Dimension was thrown into the True Spirit Realm, and it was held in the hands of an incomparably small Saint-level powerhouse, who was also the weakest master he had ever had.

And the so-called master who got him if he didn't die was also because of the demon cultivation, and his heart was very weak, and within a few years, he was impregnated by the killing consciousness contained in Wufeng and became a terrifying murderer of the two realms of righteousness and demons.

In the end, he was killed by the upper combat power of the entire True Spirit Realm, and was finally sealed in this endless labyrinth, waiting for someone who is destined.

After reading these memories, the little bald head seemed to have not slept for a hundred years, and his eyelids were unusually heavy, and he instantly sucked on the stone tablet.