I kidnapped the timeline

Feng Qi slowly raised his right hand, and saw the black liquid in the palm of his hand surging and extending.

A jet-black knife with domineering lines gradually solidified.

The initial shape of this sword is similar to the Tang Dynasty Hengdao. The sword is more than 60 centimeters long. Black mist surrounds the blade, and the imprint on it becomes clearer in the condensation.

Just when Feng Qi thought that the magic sword was about to take shape, the magic sword continued to extend.

The blade began to have a slight curvature, and the length of the blade and handle reached more than 1.50 meters.

This time the shape of the knife is more like the Miao Dao, with a slender blade and sharp edge.

The transformation of the magic sword has not stopped, and the blade continues to lengthen.

When the changes tended to stop, the length of the magic knife reached 1.7 meters.

boom!

The lingering black mist turned into jet-black flames and adhered to the blade, performing the final calcining of the magic sword.

The violent sword energy soared into the sky, and a whirlwind of sword energy blew with Feng Qi as the center. The ground was blown away with criss-crossing traces of sword energy.

Looking at Feng Qi holding the magic sword in the distance, the Lord of Mist and the staff retreated again, fearing that they would be affected by the fierce sword energy.

At this time, Feng Qi felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He felt that the magic knife was like a continuation of his body.

His eyes slowly swept from the handle to the tip of the knife. He suddenly raised the magic knife, and in an instant, a violent tornado of sword energy was generated.

But just when Feng Qi was about to make a test slash with the magic sword, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from his right arm. His right arm sank suddenly, and he was unable to resist this force at all.

Feng Qi let go of the magic knife in his hand.

boom!

When the magic knife came into contact with the ground, a crack spread rapidly forward, like a giant snake wandering. The ground cracked wherever it passed, and black light loomed from the cracks in the earth.

"Good weight!"

Looking at the magic knife piercing the ground, Feng Qi was horrified.

He found that he could no longer lift the magic sword. The sudden increase in the weight of the magic sword completely exceeded the ultimate strength he could lift.

At this moment, the devil's knife's laughter sounded in his mind:

"Interesting, really interesting, you actually created a weapon form that you can't lift."

"What's going on?" Feng Qi asked immediately.

Facing his inquiry, Demon Sword's old voice continued to sound:

"In the process of merging with me, I will change the form according to your memory, personality, inner desire, and other factors, and finally condense it into the weapon that is most suitable for you. The current weapon shape and weapon characteristics are all related to you."

After hearing these words, Feng Qi immediately analyzed the reason.

According to Demon Sword's explanation, Demon Sword's attributes are related to his mentality and other factors.

And his fighting style has long been finalized, pursuing absolute power and crushing the enemy with unparalleled brutal and domineering offensive.

This mentality was influenced by the narrator and has become his fighting style.

He shaped the magic sword with the mindset of the main timeline, which resulted in him on the sacrifice line not having the strength to lift the magic sword corresponding to the main timeline.

After figuring out the reason, Feng Qi was suddenly confused:

"Brother Dao, what should we do now?"

"Rely on practice to improve your strength until you can control me. Before that, I will add five layers of seals to myself. As your strength increases, I will lift the weight seal until you can lift me in the fully unsealed state."

After the demon knife's words fell, black flames ignited on the surface, and more lines appeared on the blade. These lines were twisted into five marks, which were imprinted on the handle.

As the blade trembled, the lingering black mist was significantly reduced, and the edge was also sealed.

Feng Qi took a step forward at this moment, grabbed the handle of the magic knife again, and with a sharp pull, the blade was pulled away from the ground.

This time, the weight of the magic sword was significantly reduced, reaching the point where he could lift it.

But even if it can be lifted, it is very difficult.

His body has undergone preliminary transformation by the magic sword, and his physical fitness has been significantly improved, but the weight of the magic sword still makes him feel very strenuous.

At this time, the Lord of Mist who was observing not far away suddenly appeared beside him, frowned and asked:

"What's going on? Why do I feel like you can't control the magic knife?"

"It's a bit difficult to control it for the time being, and it will take a period of adaptation and improvement."

"Try the power of the sword?" The Lord of Mist blinked his purple eyes, with a curious look on his face.

"you sure?"

Facing Feng Qi's inquiry, the Lord of Mist did not answer. He floated to the side, most of his body was fogged, and gave Feng Qi an answer with his actions.

Facing the provocation of the Lord of Mist, Feng Qi decided to satisfy his curiosity. He turned to look at the Lord of Mist and slowly raised the magic knife.

There were many sword skills about the magic sword in his mind, but Feng Qi did not choose to use these sword skills. After all, he was now very reluctant to lift the magic sword, and his body strength could not support him to perform the sword skills.

At this moment, he swung his magic sword and slashed straight at the Lord of Mist.

The Lord of the Mist did not dodge, the mist turned into a pair of giant hands and suddenly faced him.

The blade collided with the mist, and the mist immediately sank, but it quickly offset the downward pressure of the magic sword.

A misty face appeared at this moment, looking at Feng Qi with an expression full of provocation:

"Is the magic sword you value so much so powerful?"

After the Lord of Mist finished speaking, Feng Qi suddenly discovered that three of the five stripes on the handle were missing, and the seal was lifted three times.

boom!

The blade suddenly became extremely heavy and split open the atomized body of the Lord of Mist in an instant.

"grass!"

Sensing something was wrong, the Lord of the Mist decisively flashed his body and fled.

The magic knife also fell to the ground at this time.

In an instant, the ground shook, as if the whole world was shaking violently.

boom!

The cracks centered on the area where the magic knife landed and spread at an extremely fast speed. Black light emerged along the spreading cracks, and the ground began to shift like puzzle pieces.

"enough!"

Feng Qi's angry roar sounded, and the three seals that disappeared on the magic knife suddenly appeared. The five seals brought the magic knife back into Feng Qi's control.

Looking around, he saw a mess, and the original plain turned into rugged and cracked ground.

"What a heavy weapon!"

The Lord of Mist floated to his side with a horrified expression.

"This is the reason why I cannot completely control the magic knife. This weapon is too heavy to be completely unsealed, and it is not my power to control it at all."

The Lord of Mist heard this and nodded suddenly.

At this time, the old voice of Demon Sword sounded:

"Boy, this is a lesson. If you dare to provoke me again, I will chop you up next time."

Facing the threat of the magic sword, the Lord of Mist smiled calmly:

"Old guy, achieve my brother's goal as soon as possible, otherwise I will defeat you one day in the future."

Facing the old fans and the magic knife who were provoking each other, Feng Qi decisively interrupted:

"Don't make any noise, go back to Star City first."

With that said, Feng Qi put the magic knife on his right shoulder, turned around and walked towards Star City.

Along the way, Feng Qi thought of a question.

The blade of the magic sword is 1.7 meters long. It is obviously inappropriate to carry it on the back, which greatly affects his efficiency of movement. In the future, he may only be able to carry the magic sword on his back.

Regarding this question, Feng Qi asked the magic knife.

The Demon Knife said that he can transform into a liquid form and integrate it into his body when necessary, but it is best to keep him in the sword form at all times, which can effectively enhance his advanced control over the Demon Knife.

After hearing the answer from the Demon Sword, Feng Qi no longer thought about hiding the Demon Sword.

In this sacrifice line, he is walking the magic sword line. Cultivation and growth are the most important to him.

Carrying a magic sword around the world is certainly eye-catching.

But if he is hesitant and indecisive, he is still practicing a lot. What he wants in this line is to show his sharp edge, constantly challenge the strong, and burn the heart of the strong.

The magic sword does not need a scabbard.

Carrying the magic sword shrouded in black mist, Feng Qi was in a happy mood and strode towards Star City.

After returning to Star City, Feng Qi began to prepare for the long journey.

It took him a month to further improve Star City's future planning project list.

That night after the plan was completed, Feng Qi took out his communicator, tuned into the Star City management channel, and said goodbye to all the Star City travelers.

There is no need for a grand ceremony to say goodbye. Listening to the blessings and farewell words constantly ringing from the communicator, this is enough for Feng Qi.

He can no longer do it himself for the future development of Star City.

On this line of sacrifice, he will put his body to the sword and embark on an endless road of killing and fighting without looking back.

The time came to 1 o'clock in the evening.

Feng Qi's figure appeared at the north gate of Star City carrying the magic knife.

The defenders who received the news in advance discovered Feng Qi's figure and did not stop him.

After saluting ∠(°ゝ°), they opened the city gate.

Feng Qi nodded in response with a bright smile on his face, then strode out of the city gate and headed west.

After Feng Qi walked away, a cloud of fog condensed on top of the city into the shape of purple hair and purple eyes.

Looking at the figure walking away under the bright moonlight, carrying the magic knife, a smile appeared on the face of the Lord of Mist, until the figure in the distance disappeared, and his figure also disappeared.

Next, he will also work hard for the rise of the Mist Tribe.

…

A few days later.

Star City to the northwest.

Feng Qi was panting from exhaustion while carrying the magic knife.

Even under the five seals, the magic sword was still terrifyingly heavy, and the journey for several days was about to crush his body.

Looking up into the distance, a dark green domain field barrier in the distance is connected to the sky.

In the first step of practice, Feng Qi decided to go northwest to clear some obstacles for Star City's future construction of the western supply area.

If the journey goes well, he will cross the entire Eastern District and head towards the central area of ​​the human world to see if there are any surviving human forces outside the Eastern District.

Sweat flowed down his face. After a short rest, Feng Qi walked towards the dark green field.

Carrying a heavy magic knife and walking for a long distance is undoubtedly a strain on physical fitness.

But these days, he can clearly feel that his physical fitness has improved, and weight-bearing training has also made his control of the magic knife stronger.

Visible improvement is far more important to Feng Qi than physical fatigue.

Since he didn't carry any food, Fengqi hunted for food along the way.

It is extremely difficult to hunt with a magic knife, but this process is also a kind of practice for Feng Qi.

Arriving in front of the dark green field, Feng Qi went straight through the field barrier without hesitation.

Feng Qi is no stranger to this domain.

After the construction of the previous sacrifice line and the Star City West Supply Zone is completed, this dark green field is one of the directions for the early strategy.

At that time, this field was named "Dengying Field", and there were many field beasts living in it. The strongest force among them was the Dengying Tribe, a kind of intelligent plant-based field creature.

After passing through the domain field barrier, the view ahead suddenly became clear.

What is presented in front of you is a completely different world. The sky here is like being covered with a transparent black curtain, with countless light balls emitting soft luster suspended in it.

In front of him is a dense forest. He can see countless plants with dark light in the forest, embellishing the forest into a magical secret realm. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the roars of beasts in the field. came from deep in the forest.

Underfoot is dark green soil mixed with many small round stones.

The lighting field is full of life, and everything is growing.

The Deng Ying tribe in this field is the first challenge target that Feng Qi sets for himself.

With his current strength, it is completely impossible to challenge the strong, and tempering himself is his goal.

Carrying the magic knife, he walked towards the Dengying Forest.

The plants encountered along the way seemed to have consciousness, as if they felt his breath, and the fruits emitting green light suddenly extinguished.

After a long time, Feng Qi came to a lake in a lantern forest.

The liquid flowing in the lake is transparent with a light green tint. If you look further down the lake, you can see fish-like creatures of various sizes swimming around.

The hungry Feng Qi did not hesitate, immediately picked up the magic knife and jumped into the lake.

The moment the magic knife hit, huge waves exploded from the water, and several fish-shaped beings with swishing tails were thrown onto the shore by Feng Qi along with the waves.

Feng Qi did not stop his offensive, and waved the magic knife in his hand again, stirring up the water and hitting the fish.

Fish-shaped beings hit frontally by the magic knife will be instantly shot into blood mist, which will be ingested and absorbed by the magic knife. Fish that are not hit frontally will be stunned and fly to the shore in the direction of Feng Qi's knife. .

After several consecutive attacks, a huge wave suddenly appeared in the center of the lake, as if something huge had been disturbed and emerged.

"There is a big guy approaching, kid, be prepared. Since you have decided to take up the challenge of becoming a god, I will not help you during the battle."

"unnecessary."

Feng Qi looked towards the center of the lake and saw a huge bulge rising and heading towards him at an extremely fast speed.

He slashed at this moment, and then suddenly smashed it towards the giant monster.

The bulging water bag also burst open at this time.

I saw a huge fish-shaped figure with a mouth full of sharp teeth passing through the water curtain, mixed with water splashes and carrying shadows, pressing down on him.

Feng Qi also exerted force at this time, using his back to twist his body to the left, and the magic knife held horizontally in his right hand used the momentum to slash horizontally from right to left.

boom!

When the magic knife collided with the giant monster's cheek, you could see that the monster's face began to twist to the left, and its sharp teeth shattered and broke away under the pressure of the huge force. The giant monster, which was nearly ten meters long, was struck by Feng Qi. He flew out and floated twice on the lake before setting off a huge wave and falling into the lake.

The magic sword in the sealed state has not yet been opened, but its lethality is still astonishing due to its weight.

This blow knocked the giant monster unconscious, and soon the giant monster's body surfaced.

Looking at the giant monster's snow-white belly, Feng Qi's belly protested.

After a long time, the giant monster in the lake was dragged ashore by Feng Qi.

A bonfire was lit by the lake. Feng Qi, naked with his muscular upper body, used a magic knife to pick up the troll and roast it on the bonfire, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Demon Sword did not blame him for this behavior.

There is only one requirement, exercise cannot stop.

Holding the heavy magic knife horizontally, the hungry Feng Qi looked at the food sizzling in the flames, his eyes filled with hunger. The trembling of his right arm also intensified at this time, and his body was about to reach its physical limit.

"Are you tired?" At this time, Demon Sword's questioning voice sounded in his mind.

"Where are you now? I feel tired now. How can I kill Jian Ji?"

"Hahaha, except for your weak strength, I am very satisfied with your willpower and character."

"Brother Dao, who among us is the master?"

Feng Qi suddenly asked at this moment.

"It doesn't matter who is the master, I have only one goal, to kill Jianji and crush the miracle..."

During the chat, the rich aroma of fish emitted.

Feng Qi also started to move at this time. He pierced the handle of the knife into the ground and reached out to grab it. The curled fish skin wrinkled and was easily torn off, revealing the snow-white fish meat inside. The beautiful texture of the fish meat could be clearly seen.

He reached out and grabbed a piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of the heat.

While chewing, the fish meat is fresh, tender, juicy and delicious. The rich aroma spreads in the mouth, and the hot white mist is exhaled through the nostrils.

Feng Qi's appetite was completely aroused at this moment, and he immediately reached out again to tear off a piece of fish and stuff it into his mouth.

As he gulped down the food, he could clearly feel that the magic knife was helping him digest and absorb nutrients.

At the same time, strands of pure blood poured into the body along the magic knife. The exhausted body was like dry land, greedily absorbing the vitality.

This is one of the benefits of symbiosis with the magic sword.

Some of the blood energy absorbed by the magic knife when killing a life will be converted into pure flesh and blood energy and flow into his body, helping to increase his body strength and bloodline potential.

Although this ability cannot be compared with the special physique in the main timeline, and the natural ability cannot be extracted through killing, the effect is still extremely powerful.

The efficiency of resource conversion is one of the most intuitive talent gaps between strong and weak races.

Owning the magic sword means that he has the resource utilization efficiency and growth potential of the powerful clan.

This meal of Fengqi took a long time, and it was also the first time he felt satisfied after leaving Star City.

After finishing eating, Feng Qi felt like he was reborn, and his fatigue was gone.

After putting out the bonfire, his hand holding the knife shook.

I saw the black mist on the surface of the magic knife disappearing in a flash, and the fish bones remaining on the blade immediately shattered and fell down.

After wiping the knife, Feng Qi stood up and put the magic knife on his right shoulder again.

Next, he plans to continue deep into the Dengying Forest and launch a hunting operation against the Dengying tribe.

There is no distinction between day and night in the lighting field.

The sky is always overcast, and walking through the lantern forest is like entering the deep sea, where you can see a large number of luminous plants and small animals.

You can also hear the "rustling" sounds made by plants when they expand and contract their branches and leaves, as well as the chirping and roaring of small animals... countless sounds intertwined to compose the vitality of this small world.

At this moment, Feng Qi's eyes suddenly focused on the front.

He saw an ancient giant tree suddenly rise from the ground as he approached, and its thick arm suddenly fell on top of his head.

Feng Qi took a step back at this moment and avoided the huge tree that hit his head.

He saw a vague face appearing on the trunk of the giant tree, roaring at him.

Immediately afterwards, the huge trees behind him began to tremble, like a chain reaction. They all rose up and roared, threatening him as an intruder.

Seeing this, Feng Qi thrust his right shoulder forward, and the magic knife fell down.

Standing with his sword horizontally, Feng Qi's eyes were filled with fighting intent.

After briefly accumulating strength, he twisted his body against the huge tree that fell from above his head, and swung the basic sword technique from bottom to top.

The heavy magic knife lifted up the dark green soil and hit the giant tree from bottom to top.

boom!

The blow was so powerful that the giant tree in the giant tree's hand exploded instantly, turning into sawdust and flying everywhere.

The huge force under the inertia shattered the giant tree's arms, which were condensed from vines. It pushed the giant tree back one after another, and finally sat on the ground with a crash.

Feng Qi, who had just finished eating and felt full of strength, suddenly jumped up at this moment.

The one-meter-seven-meter-long magic knife was like a mountain falling from the sky. The already heavy magic knife became more domineering as Feng Qi's swing accelerated, and it hit the trunk of the giant tree heavily.

boom!

The life of the giant tree did not struggle at all, and its body instantly exploded and scattered.

The magic knife trembled slightly at this time, and the dark green light spots escaping from the giant tree slowly converged towards the magic knife. The mark on the surface of the magic knife also lit up at this time, turning into dark green lines, until the light that killed the giant tree was dispersed. After the life energy is completely absorbed, it returns to black lines.

As the magic knife trembled, the purified life energy poured into Feng Qi's body.

A feeling of coolness circulated in his body, Feng Qi put the magic knife on his shoulder again, looking at the life of the giant tree running towards him, a bright smile appeared on his face.

The energy in his body was rising at this time.

After taking a deep breath, the veins on his right arm popped out, and black mist seeped out of the magic knife and quickly enveloped him.

When the black fog dissipated, a weakened version of the domineering black armor suit was put on Feng Qi.

This set of armor is also part of the magic sword, and its strength will gradually increase as the magic sword is unsealed.

At this moment, he took the initiative and ran towards the giant tree life that was attacking in groups.

As the body jumped up, the one holding the magic knife struck down like a battle ax, shattering the giant tree rushing in front with one blow.

At this time, the voice of the magic knife sounded in his mind:

"Among my previous sword holders, you are the first one to use me as a blunt instrument to hit the enemy."

"Before I fully control your power, your edge is sealed and you should not hit the enemy with a blunt weapon. What should I do?"

"Forget it, just be happy."

Demon Sword didn't seem to want to worry about this issue anymore, and responded with a little helplessness.

Feng Qi also entered a state of concentrated fighting at this time, and his figure shuttled through the life of the giant tree.

When faced with a frontal attack, he did not choose to dodge, but instead swung the magic sword with all his strength to face it.

This is the fighting style he yearns for.

And the magic sword in his hand was condensed and shaped according to the way he longed for in his heart.

The heavy magic knife opened and closed in his hand. Every time he swung it, it was like being hit by a high-speed train. There was no need for the sharpness of the sword to cooperate. The weight of the magic knife alone could instantly defeat the life of the giant tree.

But swinging the magic sword with all his strength also puts a huge burden on Feng Qi's body.

Every time the magic knife is swung with full force, it will put pressure on the body, and successive swings of the magic knife are even more stressful on the physical energy.

The body quickly reached its peak in the high-intensity confrontation.

Just like the extreme dilemma during long-distance running, Feng Qi could clearly feel the fatigue in his body weakening at the moment of breakthrough.

Breaking through the extreme twice, breaking through the extreme three times... Feng Qi continued to break through the physical limit. The magic knife in his hand gradually became as heavy as a mountain, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble.

Fortunately, the magic knife continued to absorb the life elements provided by the giant tree when he was killing, and made good physical supplies.

When the last giant tree fell in front of him, Feng Qi finally couldn't bear the exhaustion and fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

At this moment, the magic sword was suspended in the air.

Looking at the unconscious Feng Qi, the magic knife trembled, and strands of blood poured into Feng Qi's body, repairing his dry body.

The painful expression on Feng Qi's face gradually became peaceful under the nourishment of the magic knife.

…

Three days later.

Feng Qi's figure appeared in the central area of ​​Dengying Forest.

The front is shrouded in thick fog, and when you sniff it, you can see that the mist inhaled into the body has a slight paralyzing toxicity.

But this level of toxicity is still within Feng Qi's acceptable range.

The area shrouded in thick fog in the central area of ​​the Dengying Forest is the habitat of creatures in the Dengying Domain.

The dense fog with paralyzing toxicity is a derivative substance exhaled by the life of the lamp.

these days.

He has experienced more than ten battles, large and small.

Especially in the battle with the giant tree life, he was seriously injured, but the increase was also obvious.

Through killing and fighting, his physical fitness has more than doubled in these days, and the pressure when carrying the magic knife on the road has been reduced a lot.

But there is still a long way to go before he can unlock the first seal of the magic knife.

By treating his opponent as a whetstone, he will become stronger and stronger.

Next, the Deng Ying Tribe will be his new whetstone and challenge.

Feng Qi knew very well that with his current strength, he would definitely not be a match against the Deng Ying Tribe, unless the Demon Sword unsealed himself and took the initiative to help him.

But he would not choose to do this, and the magic knife would not choose to help him.

This is his path of ascetic killing. If he can't overcome the challenges ahead, how can he embark on the challenge of becoming a god after truly taking charge of the magic sword.

With his thoughts on his mind, Feng Qi took the magic knife and stepped into the thick fog.

His vision was instantly obscured by the thick fog coming towards him, and he could only see clearly things one meter away. At the same time, he could vaguely see a faint green light flashing in the distance.

And the life that shone with a faint green luster in the thick fog was exactly the target of his trip, the life of the Dengying tribe.

Without hesitation, Feng Qi decisively accelerated his pace.

Soon, the life of the Dengying tribe appeared in front of him.

This is a field creature that looks like a mushroom. The difference is that they have thick limbs and can walk at will. A green stem stands up in the center of their heads, and a dark green lantern-shaped fruit hangs from the top.

The sparkling light comes from the fruit.

On the last line of sacrifice, the fruit on the head of the Deng Ying clan is called the fluorescent fruit. It contains extremely high pure spiritual energy. It is a high-quality spiritual plant unique to the West Supply Zone of Star City and is extremely valuable.

The Deng Ying beings are also smarter than the beasts in the field, but their fighting methods are very rough. Their bodies blessed by natural elements have extremely high toughness and strength, and are incredibly powerful. They can also spew purified thick fog attacks with paralyzing toxicity. opponent.

Deng Yingsheng also discovered Feng Qi's figure at this time, but did not take the initiative to attack. Instead, he took several steps back and grabbed the thick dark green stone pillar behind him.

This kind of dark green stone pillar is the weapon of life of the Deng Ying tribe.

It is a unique natural ore in the field of Deng Ying. It has extremely high hardness. Combined with the huge power of Deng Ying's life, it has caused a lot of trouble to many battle groups in the previous sacrifice line.

Feng Qi's shoulders shook, and the magic knife was held in his hand.

"Giri!"

Deng Yingsheng let out a cry, sprayed out a puff of thick fog towards Feng Qi, and rushed towards Feng Qi along the thick fog.

Feng Qi did not retreat, he held the magic knife tightly, and black mist suddenly enveloped his body.

After the domineering black armor covered the body, the magic sword slashed forward. The thick sword energy split the dense fog into two, and collided with the dark green stone pillar in Deng Yingsheng's hand with terrifying power.

Although the magic knife has not recovered from its injuries, its hardness is obviously not comparable to that of dark green ore.

There was only a "clicking" sound, and dark green gravel flew everywhere. The magic knife continued to cast its force and hit Deng Yingsheng's basin-shaped head hard.

The extremely heavy magic knife instantly hit Deng Yingsheng's head, and the sides of his body bulged like balloons.

Snapped!

Dark green juice splashed, and Feng Qi killed Deng Ying with just one blow.

At this time, the surface of the magic knife shone with luster, absorbing the scattered dark green juice and expelling the impurities.

Part of the energy became nutrients for the magic knife to repair injuries, and most of it was input into Feng Qi's body. He could clearly feel a cooling sensation pouring into his body. It circulated in his body for several times before dissipating. His physical fitness improved slightly again. .

Feng Qi's gaze was cast deep into the thick fog at this moment.

At this moment, his eyes turned into pure black, with no whites anymore. His focused vision broke through the thick fog, and he saw a large number of lanterns holding dark green stone pillars approaching quickly.

After taking a deep breath, he stood with his sword in hand and chose to hold the sword in both hands.

The shape of the magic knife is like a thickened version of the Miao knife, and can be held in one hand or with both hands.

Dengying lifeforms are different from giant tree lifeforms. They have a systematic fighting method. The result of underestimating the enemy is most likely to be death.

The corresponding sword skills flashed in my mind.

Heavy knife style, landslide.

His body jumped up at this moment, and the magic knife in his hand struck the Deng Ying life at the front with the force of a mountain.

The whole body of the magic knife suddenly ignited with black flames.

This blow was as powerful as breaking a bamboo through the green stone pillar, killing a lamp with one blow, and the magic knife slashed to the ground.

boom!

It was like a meteorite falling to the ground, huge potential energy pouring towards the ground, mud and sand flying everywhere, and the terrifying power turned into a violent wind and swept around.

The moment he raised the magic knife, a lamplight life on the left approached.

Feng Qi decisively twisted his body and hit Deng Ying Shengsheng's head horizontally like he was hitting a baseball.

boom!

This lamp was alive like a kite with its strings broken. As it flew horizontally, it kept spitting dark green juice from its mouth, and died the moment it landed.

Looking at the steady stream of life coming towards Deng Ying, Feng Qi raised the magic knife high, the fighting spirit burning in his heart.

"Devil Sword, if I faint again, will you save me?"

"Change the master. If you don't save someone, if you can't beat him, you have to learn to run. Fighting to the death is not bravery, it's stupidity. Your sword is inexhaustible, but you must also understand that the situation is compelling and retreat when you need to."

"good!"

After smashing a lamp's life away again, Feng Qi decisively put the magic knife on his shoulder, and then started running for his life without looking back.

If he was surrounded by Deng Ying's life, he knew what his fate would be.

If you think about it carefully, an iron-headed kid like Demon Sword is also an expert at escaping.

He has been fighting Jian Ji for more than a thousand years, and after every defeat, even though his heart is as solid as a rock, he has the firm belief to kill Jian Ji and the magic knife that shatters the ambition of a miracle, he still doesn't turn around and run away.

So form and state of mind are completely two concepts.

At this time, a tall and blurry figure can be seen behind the large group of Deng Yingsheng. Deng Yingsheng has a long lifespan, and he can distinguish his strength from his body shape.

Faced with Xiao Dengying's life, he could easily kill him.

But facing the Deng Ying King who was more than ten meters tall, or even dozens of meters tall, his strength was simply not enough.

Unless the magic knife takes the initiative to unblock itself when facing the enemy, then it is estimated that the weight alone can kill the Deng Ying King.

But the Demon Sword obviously wouldn't do that.

This is not only the experience he gave himself, but also the experience the magic sword gave him.

Although the Demon Sword coexists with him, this symbiotic state is unilaterally controlled by the Demon Sword.

If the demon knife wants to leave, he can end the symbiosis at any time, and he can't stop it at all.

So be cowardly.

Facing more and more lives, Feng Qi ran wildly and quickly escaped from the dense fog area.

But he still didn't stop until he turned around and couldn't see the life of the lamp anymore.

While breathing, the black armor on his body faded away like a tide and was absorbed by the magic knife.

Sweat dripped down his forehead, but Feng Qi had a bright smile on his face.

Compared with strategizing and using his brain, he really longed for a hearty battle.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had fought like this. He had been studying and laying out the previous sacrifice lines, and rarely had a chance to fight.

Even in battle there are many concerns.

After all, borrowing the innate abilities of the main timeline, especially the blood-source abilities, will put a huge burden on the body. This is a way of fighting that consumes vitality.

As for the future dream, his combat power is simply not good enough.

In addition to bullying the beasts in the domain, it was difficult for him to defeat the small powerful tribes in certain areas, such as the God Lord of the Splitting God Clan.

Sitting on the ground, Feng Qi took a breath and rested, thinking about the upcoming experience.

…

The next month.

Feng Qi chose to settle by the lake in Dengying Forest.

When you are hungry, you can pick fruits in the Deng Ying Forest, and then go into the lake to catch fish to satisfy your hunger.

At other times, in addition to practicing sword swinging and sleeping, he would go to the central area of ​​the Dengying Forest to challenge the life of the Dengying tribe.

At the most miserable moment, Feng Qi was chased for a day and a night, and was almost ambushed by a trap set by the Deng Ying tribe.

Continuous actual combat has brought about a significant improvement in strength.

His physical strength is more than five times stronger than when he controlled the magic knife to complete the initial physical strengthening.

The originally heavy magic knife was no longer as difficult to swing in his hand as before, and normal slashing was no longer difficult for him.

At this time, the lakeside of the Dengying Forest was.

Feng Qi's upper body was naked, revealing his strong and muscular muscles. He was holding a knife with both hands with his eyes closed, and he was constantly slashing into the air.

In the process of swinging the knife, Feng Qi will not only rely on the strength of his arms, but also combine the strength of his whole body, and change the center of gravity from the back foot to the front foot. The process is clean and quick.

During the whole process of exerting force, the arms and the knife only need to maintain their structure. When the force is transmitted to the upper body, the hand carries the knife and strikes out smoothly.

The magic sword is an extension of his body, so he can easily master the power of the magic sword.

Through these days of sword-wielding training, his control of the magic sword has improved again.

call!

After swinging the sword a thousand times, Feng Qi breathed a sigh of relief and then put the magic sword on his shoulder.

Now that the weight of the magic knife had reached the acceptable range, Feng Qi suddenly had the idea of ​​unlocking the first seal.

If it works, he will challenge the Deng Ying King next.

At this time, the voice of the magic knife sounded in his mind:

"Are you sure you have unlocked the first seal? If it is unlocked, I will not impose new seals."

"Do you think I can bear it?" Feng Qi asked immediately.

"Yes, but it will be very reluctant and your actions will be greatly affected."

"As long as you can bear it, Brother Dao, open the first seal."

"as you wish."

After the Demon Knife finished speaking, the lowest mark among the five marks on the handle became illusory, and then suddenly shattered into points of light and dissipated.

Feng Qi, who was still smiling at first, suddenly felt a huge force on his shoulders. His body suddenly sank, his calves sank into the soil, and his body was bent by the magic knife.

"This... this is too heavy."

"This is just the first seal. The next four seals are each stronger than the last. This is the path you choose."

Hearing these words, Feng Qi took a deep breath, determination appearing in his eyes.

The bent body slowly straightened up at this moment. He slowly pulled his left leg out of the soft dark green soil, but as soon as he stepped forward, it sank again.

The weight of the magic knife not only made it extremely difficult for him to bear it, but also hindered his movement.

But Feng Qi did not give up, and started walking by the lake with the magic knife on his shoulder.

Although the knife is heavier, its lethality has also been doubled.

If you have trouble wielding a sword, then work on your physical fitness until you can perfectly control the magic sword in the first level of unlocked state.

In the next few days, Feng Qi was adapting to the magic knife that was released from Feng.

The original training of three thousand sword swings per day turned into a hundred. Walking with the magic sword on his back was like carrying a small mountain on his back, making him breathless.

Often he would be sweating profusely before walking very far.

But the effect of the training was also very significant. His body began to gradually adapt to the weight of the magic knife, and his physical fitness improved little by little during the training.

In addition to the necessary rest time, Feng Qi devoted himself to physical training all the time, and occasionally hunted domain beasts near the lake.

During this process, the magic knife will absorb the vitality of the hunted creature and feed it back to his body.

At this time, Demon Sword did not think about repairing his injuries first, but focused on cultivating him.

In the words of Demon Sword, when his strength reaches a high enough level, he will be able to kill a large number of lives, absorb a huge amount of energy and blood, or plunder a large amount of spiritual mineral resources... Then the injuries will be repaired much faster than now. .

In contrast, even if all the small fish and shrimps are absorbed now, they will not be of much help to him in repairing his injuries.

time flies.

Another month passed.

Feng Qi came to the habitat of the Dengying tribe again.

After walking not far, a terrifying figure that was more than twenty meters tall and as huge as a small mountain appeared.

He is the king of the Dengying tribe.

Feng Qi has killed a large number of Deng Ying's lives in recent days, and has obviously angered the Deng Ying King.

Feng Qi had a fight with King Deng Ying a month ago.

He almost died in that battle, but luckily he escaped from the dense fog and survived.

Standing in front of King Deng Ying again, who exuded a terrifying aura, Feng Qi grinned brightly.

Roar!

Feng Qi of the Deng Ying Dynasty roared, and his huge body rushed towards him, causing the ground to tremble.

The thick dark green stone pillar in its hand fell down at this moment.

Facing the oppressive offensive, Feng Qi's body was wrapped in black armor. After taking a step back with his right leg, the magic knife appeared in his right hand.

Heavy sword style, fangs!

Along with Feng Qi's roar, the surface of the magic knife ignited with raging black flames, like a black angry dragon opening its mouth and biting into the sky.

Discovering that his cunning enemy had once again chosen to collide with him, King Deng Ying was ecstatic.

Facing this cunning enemy, it lacks speed, but it is completely victorious in terms of strength.

But when the stone pillar in his hand came into contact with the magic knife, King Dengying felt an unimaginable force coming from his hand, as if it were shaking a mountain, and the dark green stone pillar in his hand was broken by the waist.

The magic knife burning with raging flames quickly enlarged in front of his eyes.

Through the gap in the pitch-black armor helmet, King Deng Ying saw Feng Qi's pitch-black eyes, and seemed to see a ferocious smile appearing on the face of this mysterious enemy.

"die!"

As the roar sounded, Feng Qi's long hair danced in the wind, and the magic knife suddenly struck King Deng Ying's chin.

This blow even made a sonic boom, and the terrifying force knocked the small mountain-like Deng Ying King away.

After landing on the ground, Feng Qi put the magic knife on his shoulder, looked at the Deng Ying King who had hit the ground heavily in the distance, stretched out his left hand and gave a thumbs up.

Then thumbs down:

"weak!"

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