Chapter 2345: Knife

Up! !
Su Jin's voice seemed to resound across the entire territory, covering the far distance, and even the Goddess Shaking on the Big Dipper Altar could clearly hear her, she looked over
In the beautiful eyes, the Goddess of Shaking suddenly saw a black dragon sword standing like a giant peak. During this time, Su Jin was so alive that he was wearing the dragon sword on his back, actually trying to carry the black dragon sword!
Shaking the goddess lightly covered her small mouth, her eyes were full of disbelief!
Rumble~~~
Under the pink flower forest, the earth was trembling, and the knife aura slightly overflowed, and it directly swept away countless pink petals!
Green mist, pink petals!
Like rain.
The pink petals, like rain blowing on the Beidou altar, combined with the beauty of the goddess of shaking light, embellish the sinister place like a painting.
The Goddess of Shaking Light could not imagine how many heroes and heroes in history could do Su Jin who dare to contend with the sky and act against the sky... How many people!
Su Jin's face turned pale, the black dragon sword was not able to be lifted by him, he had seven world realms, if he used force like just now, a continent could be easily held up, but the black dragon sword was only pulled out half an inch high.
The awkward old corpse trembled all over, the gray little man in his corpse eyes constantly cursed, but the dragon sword was raised by half an inch, and the magic weapon of the'post-era' that opened the sky was only half an inch unearthed, making him difficult. Get closer!
"The method is wrong." Su Jin looked at the stubborn old corpse, jumping angrily from a hundred feet away, and he felt his back become hot, and the heat source turned out to be the black keel embedded in the blade.
Wow!
The dust-covered dragon sword, the black keel in the middle of the blade, began to shed pieces of black skin, and the real shape of the dragon sword began to appear. It turned out that the black keel was white.
Black and white are so dazzling!
There was no threat from the stubborn corpse for the time being, Su Jin had his back attached to the blade, and sat down, with a trace of "natural law", like a transparent wave, covering the entire blade.
After the old corpse jumped, he calmed down and looked at Su Jin with the cold eyes of the dead. A voice like ice appeared, trying to affect him, only to hear the old corpse say: "The general's magical soldier, no one can use , You’re afraid it’s wasting your energy!"
Su Jin closed his eyes, he was not affected by his words at all, and began to comprehend--
Unfortunately.
One minute, five minutes later, Su Jin felt that the dragon sword was like a dead thing, unable to communicate at all, and there was no way to carry it, but he was not in a hurry, his soul was out of his body, and he kept wandering in every detail of the black dragon sword.
In about a quarter of an hour, Su Jin only felt cold all over, wrapped in a roll of cold.
He opened his eyes slightly, but couldn't close--
In my eyes, it is no longer the Big Dipper altar or the pink forest.
It's a battlefield! Su Jin suddenly felt that this was probably because he had entered the weird mood of Dragon Sabre and saw the scene of the "Kai Tianhou Era" where the gods fought.
A tribe of 30,000 people, leaving 20,000 bones in the'Changyang Mountain', only 10,000, which is a billion soldiers, defeated Changyang, the black and crushed soldier, the battle flag was cracked and broken, and the flag was raised. 'S soldiers are languid--
The others were also devastated, and all were defeated!
The tens of thousands of soldiers who were retreating were wearing broken armors, wounded 10%, and 50% injured. The commander knew he was responsible!
Su Jin saw the general who was carrying a dragon sword and wanted to squat himself in a ‘Purple Mist Sea Cliff’, and he felt the other’s helplessness.
"The commander of self-suffocation is a coward! I have been in the army all my life, and I will die in the battlefield!" For some reason, the commander put down the knife and looked at the 10,000 soldiers who could no longer fight and returned to the camp.
Picking up the cutting edge, spreading the jade book, and writing a line of characters on the jade slip, placing the dragon knife's head deep in the mouth of the dragon, Su Jin saw the line clearly.
"If you haven't died in ten years, you will come back!"
Merely cross, but let the general helpless, let the world helpless, let his soldiers misunderstand him for countless years
That day, the ‘will’ leave.
Leave the dragon sword in the camp and never return.
The environment where the 10,000 soldiers were located was obviously hot in July and August. It's not a snowy season, but it's snowing.
Su Jin admired this kind of power in his heart. He never returned. He has not returned for ten years. He died in battle. Although he is a defeated general, he is worthy of the heroic soul of defending his family and the country!
On this day, the pink woods and the Big Dipper altar were the blooming season. Under the influence of that sad mood, it also snowed, the snow was very cold, and it fell on Su Jin’s black hair
The old corpse opened his eyes wide, slowly turned around, looked at the gray snow, squatted in place, and started crying with a headache, and the cries penetrated the hearts of outsiders!
Why does it snow?
The Goddess of Shaking Light stretched out the green onion fingers, a piece of snowflakes fell on the fingertips, slowly melting, the slightest coolness means that the snow is true!
Su Jin was also severely affected, the tiger's eyes turned red, why not Huaxia is in such a situation now, maybe he will also lose one day, that day he may make the same choice, drunk lying on the battlefield, fight the last drop of blood!
"The general is worthy of my role model! But the dead are dead. Now I am in the Great China World, Changyang Mountain, and I am also humiliated as'wasteland' by outsiders! Being bullied by the great powers, you are willing to follow me, and my general will complete the unfinished. Long-cherished wish, fight again!!"
Su Jin roared.
The dragon sword can evolve the artistic conception, indicating that it has long been born with wisdom. If it does not want to be buried here, Su Jin will naturally give up and leave
Buzzing~~~
The ‘Dragon Blade’, which was as big as a giant mountain, began to tremble again and again, and the body of the huge sword began to show a strong fighting spirit.
Su Jin used his fingers to force out a puff of blood, and lightly flicked his finger
On the huge dragon sword, there was a scene of black energy growing out, turning into a dark dragon soul, bending and bending, the dragon soul head swallowed the blood directly and reattached it to the dragon sword!
The whole world was shaking, and the huge dragon sword, while Su Jin was carrying it on his back, unexpectedly changed again!
The Goddess of Shaking Light was so dull that he could no longer be shocked, the black dragon sword, as the earth shook violently, was slowly being carried by Su Jin!
"Don't touch my general's relics!" When the old corpse cried bitterly, he rushed in regardless of the intent of the sword.
Skin and flesh--
The gray little person in the corpse eyes was screaming in pain. If it were a living person, it would have such a powerful cultivation base that could spread throughout the body, but in a hurry, it could no longer care about the consequences.
The entire black dragon knife resembling a giant mountain, with white keel embedded in it, was directly carried out by Su Jin. At that moment, the black gas turned into a dragon, flew out of the dragon knife, and flew in the pink flower forest!
The sky is snowing, which is in sharp contrast with the black dragon!
"Boss~~"
Little Umbrella looked at the huge scene, watched the black dragon soul roaring in the snowy sky, it could be seen from such a distance, but then he laughed again, stretched out his hand and pushed a bone hand away, "Lady wait. Wait--"
But Su Jin stared at the old corpse at this moment!