"Demons are generally divided into two kinds."

Nalan said, "the first kind of devil refers to those evil warriors who are cruel and easy to kill."

"Although this kind of devil is also called 'devil', it is not a real devil. It is just a metaphor."

"The second kind of devil comes from the foreign devil world."

Nalan said: "this kind of devil is naturally evil, cruel and easy to kill. Once it enters other worlds, it will inevitably lead to great turmoil and even destroy the whole world."

"This kind of devil is the real devil. We also call it 'real devil'!"

"The devil's world? What a devil!"

Cheng Feng's face was slightly frozen: "Uncle Nalan, what kind of world is the devil world? What kind of creature is the real devil?"

Cheng Feng is really curious and wants to know more about the demon world.

Because he seems to have something to do with the demon world.

One of Cheng Feng's strongest martial arts is called magic sabre, which seems to be a martial art spread from the demon world.

Nalan Changsheng once speculated about this martial art. He was afraid that it was a big man in the demon world who sprinkled bait on hundreds of millions of worlds.

If this speculation is true, he will inevitably intersect with the demon world in the future.

"Cheng Feng, I think you'd better know less about the demon world."

However, Nalan didn't want to talk more: "this world is too deeply involved, too wide involved, and too scary!"

"If possible, you'd better break the practice of calling the devil's sword and completely draw a line from it in the future."

"Once involved, I don't know how to die!"

"So terrible?" Cheng Feng's eyes stared.

"It will only be more terrible than you think."

Nalan replied with fear and immediately turned the topic: "OK, you'd better see the situation of cutting the magic knife!"

Reminded by Nalan's longevity, Cheng Feng found that the cutting magic knife had been swallowed up.

I saw that the blade of the cutting magic knife at this time was a little longer, reaching two meters and one meter.

At the same time, the blade becomes heavier and the blade is sharper.

It gives people a smell of blowing hair and breaking hair.

Even if Cheng Feng doesn't urge the dragon power, he can cut the void by waving a knife casually!

On the contrary, the silver dragon sword of high-level Taoist soldiers has lost its luster at the moment.

Like a toy sword played by a child, Cheng Feng grabbed it slightly and broke it in two. It was impressively abandoned.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng threw it away directly.

Hum... Hum

After throwing away the silver dragon sword, the chopping magic knife suddenly spontaneously flew to Cheng Feng's hand.

Cheng Feng grabbed it, and a yearning voice immediately passed into Cheng Feng's mind along the handle of the knife.

"Devour, devour!"

This voice is deep and loud, and it continues to echo in Cheng Feng's mind.

Nine times out of ten, it's the spirit of the broken magic knife.

"Is the knife psychic talking?"

Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows: "it seems that swallowing a high-level Taoist soldier will be of great benefit to cutting the magic knife."

"In that case, another one."

Cheng Feng won two high-level Taoist soldiers this time.

One of them is the silver dragon sword, and the other is Xiao Yun's soldier, a long green sword.

Xiao Yun is known as the jade childe. Most of the origin of his name is because of the sword.

Unfortunately, after Cheng Feng poured the source of fire, his strength was too strong and powerful. He didn't give Xiao Yun the chance to show the power of the jade long sword. He was divided by three and five and turned into slag.

"The sword is green and is also a good sword!"

Cheng Feng took out the jade sword, glanced at it casually, and threw it to the chopping magic knife.

Seeing this, the chopping magic knife sent out a thrill of excitement.

At the next moment, a black air gushed and wrapped the jade sword round and round.

With the experience of swallowing the silver dragon sword just now, the chopping magic knife swallows the emerald long sword this time. The speed is very fast.

In a moment, the essence of the jade sword was lost and turned into a junk heap.

As for the chopping magic knife, the blade is black and heavier, and even strange textures appear on the surface of the knife.

At the same time, Daoling became more active and spoke more smoothly.

"I want to... Swallow!"

The spirit of the magic cutting knife is full of longing.

"More?"

Hearing the speech, Cheng Feng's eyelids jumped: "there are already two high-level Taoist soldiers. How much damage have you repaired?"

Senior Taoist soldiers, these are not ordinary goods. Each one is invaluable.

Basically, only when the cultivation reaches the peak of the broken realm, or half step into the heaven realm, can you have the strength to obtain it.

Just now, the chopping magic knife has swallowed two whole pieces.

Even if Cheng Fengcai has a thick atmosphere, it is quite painful.

"About 10% of the damage on the blade has been repaired."

Dao Ling said, "my damage is less than half repaired."

"Shit, that's it?" Cheng Feng had a toothache.

He thought that the chopping magic knife had swallowed so many weapons, including two high-level Taoist soldiers. At least more than half of the damage had been repaired.

Unexpectedly, the blade has only been repaired by 10%, and the blade spirit is less than half Chengdu!

"Devour, devour..."

After the spirit of the demon chopping knife explained a little, there came the idea of swallowing the Taoist soldiers.

"Stop making noise."

Cheng Feng said bitterly, "I'll find out if there are any other useless weapons."

While talking, Cheng Feng took out the Dragon turtle shield.

"Swallow it, swallow it!"

The moment I saw the Dragon turtle shield, the blade of the cutting magic knife trembled, and I immediately wanted to pounce on it.

"Wait, I'm a little useful. I can't swallow it for you."

Seeing this, Cheng Feng quickly grabbed the handle of the chopping magic knife and stopped the other party's swallowing.

The dragon and turtle shield also gave birth to the spirit, and the spirit has been opened.

At the moment, I was startled to see the madness of beheading magic knife.

"Dragon turtle shield, your former master Xiao Yun, has been killed by me."

Cheng Feng picked up the Dragon turtle shield and said faintly, "you have now fallen into my hands. I give you two choices."

"First, recognize me as the new master and let me drive later."

"Second, I'd rather die than surrender and make food for my knife!"

The Dragon turtle shield should be forged from the shell of a dragon turtle, and the soul of a dragon turtle is sealed inside. Therefore, it has high intelligence and knows the choice between advance and retreat.

As soon as Cheng Feng's question fell, he issued a soul oath and recognized Cheng Feng as the new master, driven by Cheng Feng.

"Very interesting, good!"

Looking at the Dragon turtle shield, Cheng Feng smiled with satisfaction and put it back into the soul ring.

As for the cutting magic knife, it gave a reluctant tremor.

After putting away the dragon and turtle shield, Cheng Feng took out the soul locking disc of the top Taoist instrument.

Although this soul locking disk was bombarded by Cheng Feng with zhenhun seal before, it only slightly hurt the spirit of the soul locking disk.

It can't cause much damage to the body of the soul locking disc.

After a period of adjustment, the spirit of the soul locking disc has recovered.

Cheng Feng grasped it with the power of a real dragon, but it was a little unstable.

Feeling a little careless, the soul locking disc can shake his grip and escape.