The knife that had absorbed three drops of Chen Feng's essence blood in a row struggled even more, and even Chen Feng could not grasp it with all his strength, Chen Feng felt that what he was holding in his hand was not a knife, but a struggling dragon.
Chen Feng's hand was shaking more and more, the things in the room were crooked, Chen Feng's hand was loosened, the knife was almost broken free, and he was so frightened that he immediately grabbed it with all his strength, and even his face turned red.
Chen Feng took out a drop of essence blood again to feed the knife, Chen Feng, who had used four drops of essence blood in a row, also began to feel a little weak, after this knife absorbed Chen Feng's four drops of essence blood in a row, it became less restless, which made Chen Feng feel relieved, but this knife was still not completely controlled by Chen Feng.
Chen Feng regretted a little that at this time, the blood sacrifice knife, tomorrow is the big battle, he has lost four drops of essence blood, which has already had an impact on his strength, ordinarily, a drop of essence blood is equivalent to Chen Feng's one-layer skill, and now he has lost four drops, that is, he has lost four layers of power.
However, due to Chen Feng's cultivation of the Immortal Divine Technique, coupled with the Xingchen Dantian in his body, Chen Feng would not lose the fourth-layer skill, but the two-layer skill must be there.
But now it is obvious that Chen Feng is still unable to conquer this knife with four drops of essence blood, which makes Chen Feng excited and tragic at the same time, it doesn't matter if it is in normal times, but there will be a big battle tomorrow, but this kind of thing happened at this time, and now Chen Feng is in a dilemma.
"Die or die!
People die and birds face the sky, and they don't die for thousands of years, so I don't believe that I can't conquer you with a knife. ” Chen Feng simply gritted his teeth and forced out a drop of essence blood to fall on this knife again, and at this time, the knife in Chen Feng's hand suddenly came out of his hand and turned into a black dragon in front of Chen Feng.
And the dragon's head was less than ten centimeters away from Chen Feng's face, only to see the dragon open its mouth to him and scream, and the two dragon whiskers on the top of the mouth whipped on the air, making a crackling sound.
And Chen Feng was not to be outdone, and looked at this black divine dragon, saying that it was impossible for him not to panic, but he couldn't retreat at this time, once he flinched or showed a frightened expression, he couldn't accept this knife.
"Obey me!
I am your master. ” Chen Feng confronted this black divine dragon, did not retreat a step, and ordered this black divine dragon with his mind.
"Roar!"
The head of the black divine dragon stretched forward, revealing a vicious expression, and its sharp teeth almost touched Chen Feng's head, and the two dragon whiskers kept fluttering in front of his nose, obviously resisting Chen Feng's order.
"Obey me!
I have released you, and if you do not obey me, I have sealed you.
Chen Feng also gritted his teeth and gave an order to this divine dragon with his thoughts.
"Roar!"
This black dragon has one more dragon horn on its head than a normal dragon, and this dragon horn is located in the middle of the dragon's head, and this horn is golden, giving people a majestic feeling.
"Obey me!
Otherwise die.
Chen Feng pressed it for the third time.
The divine dragon glared at Chen Feng, and had already raised its claws at Chen Feng, as if he wanted to use the dragon claws to grab Chen Feng, but Chen Feng still did not retreat half a step, but looked at the divine dragon with a kind of momentum that dominated the world.
After a long time, this divine dragon roared at Chen Feng, turned into a little starlight and entered Chen Feng's body, and at this time, Chen Feng was already covered in a cold sweat, and when the divine dragon entered his body, Chen Feng sat down with weak legs, gasping for breath, and laughed stupidly by himself.
"It's successful, this knife is really the divine knife in transmission, a knife that is no worse than his Chixiao, and this knife is one of the three great evil knives of the ancients."
If his Chixiao is the emperor's way, then the god-killing is the demon road, the so-called road is one foot high, and the demon is one foot high, but the Chixiao is peaceful and will not back-eat the master, but the god-killing is different, it needs the master to often use essence blood to feed, and the more people you kill, the stronger the god-killing will be.
Chen Feng rested for a while, the light in his hand flashed, and he saw that the black knife had appeared in his hand, the shape of the knife was still the same as before, it looked a little dark, and there was no change, it looked like Chen Feng was holding a knife cast from broken copper and iron.
But this is the body of the god-killing knife, when this knife was baked, it was like this, and the god-killing knife is called the four ancient evil knives, not because of the power of this knife, but because this knife can save half of the user's immortal energy consumption, that is to say, if you can only use one move, then this knife can allow you to use two moves, which is the most perverted part of this knife.
The evil part is that this knife needs to be fed with essence blood frequently, but the user's essence blood is limited, and he cannot often use his own essence blood to feed this evil knife.
So what to do?
So the owner who forged this knife at that time came up with a solution, which was to feed it with the enemy's essence blood, so that the knife became a magic knife that killed constantly.
Chen Feng didn't expect that after tens of thousands of years, this evil knife would resurface, and it also coincidentally fell into his hands, Chen Feng didn't care whether it was evil or not, for him, no matter how evil the knife was, no matter how evil the knife was, there was no evil in people's hearts, and he was confident, this knife couldn't eat himself, just the small universe in his body, not to mention the four ancient evil knives, even if it was an ancient divine soldier, once he was subdued, he had to kneel down in front of him and sing to conquer.
At this time, Chen Feng remembered the woman he blasphemed that night, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show an evil smile, you have a phoenix hairpin, Lao Tzu has a dragon sword, next time see if your phoenix is powerful, or Lao Tzu's dragon is powerful.
Chen Feng put away the god-killing knife, took out the pill and slammed it, and hurriedly breathed, he was absorbed by the god-killing knife just now with five drops of his essence blood, if the rest of the immortal cultivators were left, they would already have only fifty percent of their strength left, and they didn't know how long it would take to recover, after all, losing essence blood and your consumption of immortal qi are completely two different ways.
You have consumed immortal qi, you only need to knock some pills, and if you regulate pranayama more, you will be able to recover in a day or two, but the lost essence and blood may not be able to recover in a year and a half, which is also where Chen Feng hesitated at the beginning.
Fortunately, Chen Feng only consumed about thirty percent of his own strength, which was within the range that he could accept, and when he used this knife, this knife could save him half of his immortal qi.
In general, Chen Feng still earned, but Chen Feng must often use his essence blood to feed this god-killing knife in the future, but Chen Feng does not plan to use his own essence blood anymore, but uses the enemy's essence blood to feed, as the so-called dead Dao friends do not die in the poor Dao, in the endless sky, Chen Feng is still afraid that there is no enemy?