The story of the ancient clan, originally she thought that it only existed in the scroll of the library cave in the Demon Gate, but she didn't expect to encounter such an object in such a place.She looked at the old man opposite in surprise: "What is this?"
”The old man made a please, and a gentle smile filled his eyes."
Open it and take a look, won't you know what it is?"
Mu Shenxiao's sharp eyes glanced at the old man, and resolutely opened the wooden box.The moment it was opened, a bloody breath rushed to his face, and the temperature in the stone chamber seemed to drop by a few degrees in an instant.Even the candle flame was windless and automatic, jumping suddenly.This is an indescribable killing aura, and it seems that the moment the box is opened, it also releases the sorrow that has been silent for thousands of years.On top of the red velvet, a simple blood-colored sword lay there quietly.The blade is dull, the hilt is wooden, and there is not the slightest eye-catching thing.They didn't even feel the slightest aura of aura in this sword, it was like a dead sword, lying there quietly.Such a sword as a whole looks more like the failure of a third-rate swordsmith.In terms of value, this sword doesn't seem to have any more monetary value than the wooden box.Feng Qingcheng looked at Mu Shenxiao with a puzzled gaze, and wanted to ask him what he meant, but he saw that he looked at the sword with a strange expression and a glenish look in his eyes.On his body, a touch of murderous aura poured out faintly, and the boundless deep eyes were like a bottomless black hole, cleansing with a cold aura, and in the ups and downs of the shadows, there was a faint trace of blood-colored hideousness.Feng Chengcheng's heart suddenly tightened, and his fingertips quietly touched his arm: "Mu Shenxiao......"
Mu Shenxiao turned a deaf ear, his eyes locked on the blood-colored long sword in front of him, and his slender fingertips tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.The moment his fingertips grasped the hilt of the sword, a brilliant red light flowed over the blade, like water over a rock.With the sudden appearance of this red light, an incomparably powerful, whirlpool like thunder and rage suddenly burst out on Mu Shenxiao's body.The incomparable destructive power suddenly exploded and spun out in this space, and a wave of qi that was invisible to the naked eye instantly hit everyone's body.Feng Chengcheng's body instinctively burst out of an invisible barrier, blocking all the power of destruction, and he didn't even move the green silk in the slightest.Even the old man, when this wave of qi hit, was directly knocked back to the wall, but the blood and qi were surging, and he didn't vomit blood.The blood-colored red light swirled along the blade and climbed towards Mu Shenxiao's wrist, winding up his skin, and finally condensed on his forehead and eyebrows, blooming into a bewitching blood-colored manzhu shahua.And under the lingering of this manzhu sawa, his eyes were also full of demonic blood-colored magnificence.Feng Qingcheng was stunned to see Mu Shenxiao's changes, and his eyes tightly locked on the bewitching manzhu shahua at the center of his eyebrows.In this bloodstain, a cold killing aura lingered around Mu Shenxiao, like the Nine Shadows Shura that seduced the soul and killed him, exuding the bloody smell of ruthless slaughter.() Supreme Mad Concubine: The fifth lady of the ghost doctor