Vol 3 Chapter 1583: Mysterious devil

"No shadow seniors, go to the knife pool, do you have to pay together?"
Wen Ziran came over and said to Xiao Chen in the car, interrupting his thinking.
Xiao Chen slightly shook his head and collected the moonshadow knife. He said: "When Wen brother calls me without a shadow, the washing pool is famous, and it is natural to go."
Wen Ziran smiled slightly: "Then, I am leading the way for you."
In the words, Wen Ziran turned over the horse, after the reincarnation chariot followed the period, the latter followed a long line, all with a look of excitement.
This time, thanks to Xiao Chen, if not, Xiao Xiaotian will certainly not allow so many people, and at the same time go to the washing pool.
Pool knife pool, Xiao Chen has heard about it, and now it must be missed. The seven-handed sacred soldiers are washed and washed, and the quality can still be upgraded to a higher level, especially the Seven Gods soldiers.
All upgraded to a grade, combined, is not much worse than the Super God soldiers.
Unfortunately, the moon shadow knife can not be pulled out, otherwise it will be perfect.
Can't be too persistent, Xiao Chen whispered in his heart and took out another thing to look at.
It was a token full of murderous temperament. It was simply engraved with a knife, and Xiao Xiaotian did not have much experience with him.
But Xiao Chen guessed that this should be some kind of inheritance between the knife kings, and the generation of the knife king passed down.
If anyone beats him and takes the title of the knives, the token will have to be handed over. This is a ritual that every generation of knives must obey.
Considering it, Xiao Chen condenses his knowledge into a line and intends to explore this token.
As soon as the gods entered, Xiao Chen felt a huge suction, as if he had sucked his entire soul into it.
After a day of tempering, there was a ridiculous world in front of Xiao Chen, the sky was chaotic, and the foot was a void.
Looking forward, there is a magnificent hall in the distance. Xiao Chen walks with a trace of doubt.
"The Emperor Palace!"
Close by, Xiao Chen looked at the plaque on the temple and muttered.
"Hello, the young man who inherited the title of the Emperor of the Emperor."
The sudden appearance of the sound, so that Xiao Chen was shocked, and quickly retire and retreat, it was discovered that I did not know when a girl with arms around her eyes floated in the air.
Xiao Chen frowned: "Who are you? Here is where."
"I am the knives and kings. You can call me a light cloud. This is the world inside the Emperor's knife." The girl is light, and she is not anxious to introduce it.
The master of each generation of Knife King, this place will be this expression when you first come here. It is not surprising that you see too much.
"Who is the Emperor of the Emperor, what is the relationship with the seniors of Xiao Xiaotian?"
Light cloud smiled and said: "You have so many problems, but as the new owner of the Emperor Wang Ling, I am obliged to tell you. The Emperor is the person who cast this order. It is the first knife of the Kunlun world, and Xiao Xiaotian is his One of the inheritors."
Those who can cast a knife king will definitely be masters of the generation, no doubt.
I have never heard of the Emperor of the Emperor in history. Is this Emperor, who has left the exile, and erased his mark on the world.
But now, not when thinking about this issue, Xiao Chen pointed to the door of the temple: "I know, then you can open the temple door for me."
Qingyun shook his head and said: "This can't be done. You have to open it yourself. You only have to step into this hall to be the master of the knife king. Now, there is only one qualification, and everything depends on you.

Xiao Chen did not hesitate, stepped forward, and pushed hard.
beat!
The huge force bounced back, and the pain made him want to vomit blood, and he had to be serious.
Light Cloud explained: "Don't try it, unless your power can reach the Emperor Wu of the Nine Heavens, otherwise you can't push it."
Xiao Chen is not too depressed, just said: "What is inside?"
"Nothing, a thunder battery left by the Emperor of the Emperor can constantly improve the knife's knife field. There are also statues of the will of the dynasties, you can fight against it, hone martial arts. And Gouda, can help the knife The power of the knife
"Wait, the power of the knife you said, is this?"
Xiao Chen interrupted her and knew the sea. The bright spot appeared in the palm of her hand. Everything was bright like a small sun. There were ten roads in total. This is the power of Xiao Chen's knife.
Light cloud face with a surprised expression: "You are a genius. It is no wonder that Xiao Xiaotian is willing to give you the knife king. In history, only three knives have realized the power of the knife. You can realize it without entering the palace." The power of the knife."
"Although it is only a prototype, but the power to become a complete knife is just around the corner. It seems that this knife king will not be very useful for you. But you still practice well, push the temple door early, how can you use this power? , can also be able to retreat."
Xiao Chen withdrew from the knife king order, recollecting what the light cloud said, it seems that the advantage of the screaming seniors is this.
This emperor is a bit mysterious. Before him, there were people in the Kunlun world who could understand the power of the knife, and obviously went farther than him.
The temperature in the air suddenly plummeted, and the front temperature suddenly rolled over and it was time to go to the washing pool.
Xiao Chenxi drove the curtain cloth, not far from the pool, appeared in the field of vision. The surface of the water is chilly, slightly awkward, and people can't see through.
"No shadow seniors, please."
Wen Ziran turned back and made a gesture of asking for the reincarnation.
Hey!
The seven-handed squadron was simultaneously sheathed and turned into a streamer, which was inserted into the pool. Hey, a force of ice hits, Xiao Chen is a spirit, only feels that the soul is shaking, the whole body is very smooth, and the feeling brought by the realm is stronger.
What is more pleasant is that his seven-handed squadron, in the pool, smashed up and down, completely lost control.
The ice of the eternal mark is really mysterious.
After a long time, the soldiers began to sink, and various impurities were peeling off on the surface. When they were inserted into the bottom of the water, they were completely new and bright.
"Yes." Wen Ziran said softly, the seven-handed squadron, slamming, smashed out of the water.
The blade is covered with ice, and under the refraction of the sun, the ice slowly melts. After the thorough melting, the blade is glaring and dazzling. The imperial power contained in it is more oppressive.
"The washing pool is really worthy of the name, and the of the shadowless knife king, the power has improved by at least 10%."
"My sabre is not a soldier. It is not a problem to improve by 30%."
A group of waiting knifemen at the rear, so eager to have such obvious effects, all excited.
Xiao Chen was satisfied with the knife and returned to the sheath. The chariot moved and gave the position to the people behind.
"Only one ten knives can be accommodated at a time. Please line up in order, don't worry, all have a share." Wen Ziran waved his hand, letting the new generation of ten knives come forward and control the scene.
"Friends don't jump in the queue."
An ordinary white man, but not obedient, could not help but curious to go to the front, staring at the water and looking up.
"Hey, I heard no, let you go to the back." Zhao Feng couldn't help but step forward and patted the man's shoulder.
The white man did not care, did not ask, did not look back, muttered to himself: "Eternal ice, heaven and earth, actually used to wash the knife, it is a waste of waste."
"You heard no!"
Zhao Feng added a tone, and some anger said, no longer he is ready to start.
He was suddenly shocked and found that he patted the white man's shoulder and did not know when he had no intuition. He was frozen by a cold frost.
"Young people, you really have the courage. For many years no one dared to shoot my shoulders." The white man turned and smiled slightly, but the cold smile made people shudder.
Scared Zhao Feng, quickly retreated, and quickly cut off his arm.
Hey, the arm fell, like an ice cube, broken into a ground.