I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

"Ahem, heaven knows, earth knows, you know me, do you understand?"

Ji Mo swung the knife, threatening the two.

The fact that he came from another world cannot be spread, otherwise who knows what troubles will be caused, maybe some evil cultivators will catch him and treat him as a guinea pig for research.

For the sake of their own safety, they naturally shut up Huineng and Fan Jingxing.

"Understood, understood. Mr. Ji, don't worry, I won't leak it even if I die."

Fan Jingxing swore his oath firmly, and made the poisonous oath on the spot.

But Huineng showed a bewildered expression, "Mr. Ji, what are you talking about, just now the old man's mind wandered too far, and he didn't know anything."

Playing stupid and pretending to be stunned, this old bald donkey has already mastered it.

"It's okay! Show!"

Fan Jingxing felt that he had to learn more from Huineng in the future.

No wonder it is said that a smart head does not grow hair. The IQ of this bald donkey is indeed more than a little bit higher than his own.

"Haha, just kidding, just kidding. What comes from another world, it's just a joke, it can't be taken seriously."

Seeing that the two knew each other, Ji Mo immediately changed into a smiling face, and put the knife back.

This is a bad face and a red face, old acting school!

Hui Neng and Fan Jingxing could only laugh apologetically, telling themselves in their hearts that they would have to walk on eggshells in everything in the future, and they must not think or talk too much about Mr. Ji.

After packing up the mink fur, Ji Mo led the two to move on.

Because he feels that in the environment here, it is very likely that he will find what he needs, the special medicinal herbs that can completely heal Ali.

Another place in the ruins.

Hong Qiantu carefully looked around, trying to find an exit to leave here.

He is one of the few people who is not blinded by greed, does not covet the treasures of this place, and only wants to leave.

Because Ji Mo was reminded before that Hong Qiantu was pushed out by those allies, and he was not a human being.

In this dangerous place where danger is ubiquitous, without the help of a companion, it is really difficult to move an inch.

Not only have to deal with the possible Magical Beasts, but also keep an eye out for cultivators with malicious intentions.

Some people are extremely insidious, and they specialize in black hands against the single cultivator, murdering them for money.

If it weren't for Hong Qiantu's two brushes, I'm afraid he would have already explained it here.

"Mr. Ji really does not deceive me. This is not like the tomb of the White Emperor, but more like an ancient battlefield where the White Emperor fought against the demons."

Hong Qiantu explored an area and found the corpses of many strong demons, and had an objective guess about this place in his heart.

For this reason, he felt that his future was unpredictable, and he didn't know if he could leave alive.

"Epic Weapon!"

Not far away, someone shouted suddenly, as if they had found some good treasure.

I saw a dazzling glow flashing towards Hong Qiantu's position.

If in normal times, epic weapons were automatically delivered to the door, he would have been overjoyed.

At this time, this is not a blessing, but a disaster.

Many cultivators chased after Xia Mang with murderous intent.

At this moment, Hong Qiantu's heart was hopeless, and if he didn't do well, he would become the target of being besieged by everyone.

An epic weapon is enough to make people risk their lives to fight, and it will definitely get bloody.

What worried Hong Qiantu the most still happened.

The epic weapon was wrapped in a ball of light, and it was in front of him in a blink of an eye, and fell directly into his hands.

Hong Qiantu only felt a tingling pain in the palm of Own, and a wound was cut directly.

Blood gushed out, but in the next second, it was absorbed by the weapon in his hand.

"This is the weapon of the demon clan, a demon soldier."

Hong Qiantu was terrified, his whole body was cold, and he felt very bad.

A magic soldier took the initiative to send to the door, actively absorbing his Blood Essence.

This is a magic knife, about six feet long, and the whole body is jet-black. The body of the knife is engraved with patterns unique to the demons. As blood is continuously absorbed, the lines begin to bloom a bewitching blood red.

Hong Qiantu clearly felt that a weak soul inside the blade was gradually growing.

Is this a weapon spirit, or the remnant soul of a strong demon?

Hong Qiantu hurriedly wanted to discard this weapon.

However, the magic knife seemed to grow in the palm of his hand, as if it had been integrated with him, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

The blood all over his body was continuously sucked away by the magic knife, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Hong Qiantu, hand over the weapon wisely."

A cultivator rushed over, looking at the magic knife greedily, wanting to take it for himself.

"Give you!"

Without saying a word, Hong Qiantu directly handed out the magic knife, wishing that this person would take this terrifying weapon away.

There is definitely something wrong with this magic knife, and it contains unimaginable danger.

"You are wise!"

The man walked up directly and reached out to grab the magic knife.

But at this moment, Hong Qiantu involuntarily handed out the knife, and the sharp blade directly pierced the man's heart.

This was not Hong Qiantu's desire to kill, but the will of the Demon Saber.

"kill!"

The nearby cultivator immediately turned red-eyed, thinking that Hong Qiantu didn't want to hand over the epic weapon, so they rushed up to attack him and started to snatch it.

Forced to do nothing, Hong Qiantu had no choice but to resist in order to protect himself.

Under the blessing of the magic knife, he unexpectedly exploded with a power close to that of the Half-step Holy Spirit, and slaughtered these cultivators.

The Blood Essence of the deceased was all absorbed by the magic knife, and the blood-drenched magic knife exuded a stronger aura, and the mental fluctuations in the blade became stronger.

"who are you?"

Hong Qiantu's head was covered with cold sweat, because it was confirmed that the soul fluctuated in the blade, and there was a billowing Devilish Qi, obviously there was the soul of a strong demon in it.

"Haha, ants of the human race, kneel down and beg for mercy, this emperor may be in a good mood, and I will spare your life."

In the magic knife, there was a powerful mental wave.

These words immediately gave Hong Qiantu an electric shock.

This guy calls himself this emperor, that is to say, he is the soul of a Devil Emperor.

"I see. Are you that toad who was sacked by Baidi back then?"

Hong Qiantu suddenly remembered a legend about the White Emperor, a battle between man and devil.

And before he judged that this place was the ancient battlefield where the White Emperor and the demons fought, naturally it was easy to guess the identity of the other party.

"Lai Toad? You are courting death!"

The magic knife vibrated, frantically sucking Hong Qiantu's blood, and at the same time, a deadly air eroded his soul.

Obviously, these words completely angered the Devil Emperor in the knife.

"Baidi is dead, but I am still alive, so I am the final winner. As long as I recover my peak strength, the entire Xuanling world will crawl under my feet and be ruled by me. If you are interested, donate your soul and become my slave , otherwise I will let you fall into The Underworld forever, life would be worse than death."

Facing Death, Hong Qiantu was very stubborn, "Just you, a toad, still want to dominate the mysterious spirit world? I advise you to keep a low profile and survive, otherwise you will end badly, and someone will take care of you. "

He was not afraid at all, and with the determination to die, he was ready to kill himself.

But at this moment, he saw a familiar figure in his sight.

Hope surged in Hong Qiantu's heart.

I am saved!