Magic Chef of Ice and Fire - Chapter 93.2

Darkness is mysterious for reading ice, and at the same time, the area he most wants to explore.

Hilard is watching the ice. Although he hates the darkness most, he is convinced of the words of the sage, mimicking magic. What is it? Can you read the magic of all the lines? Does he want this knife? In cases where it is possible to pay the price of disability. If you are yourself, how will you choose? The answer is stunned, and Hillard also understands how difficult this decision is.

Half a sigh, the ice slowly raised his head, his gaze has become calm, and his eyes are soft and radiant, without emotional fluctuations, calmly to the holy teacher: "I am willing to give it a try."

There are only five simple words, but this represents great courage! The calmness of the ice, deeply shocked the heart of Hillard, made him have a new understanding of the young man in front of him. He suddenly had a feeling that he seemed to be inferior to his daughter in terms of acquaintance. The youth in front of him was indeed Excellent, and so good, not only his weird magic, but also because of his heart. Hilard looked at the ice deeply and his eyes had softened. In fact, long after he and Nian Bing fell into the abyss, he had no negative thoughts about Nianbing, and he did not say it, but Hilard knew very well how the wounds on the ice came. When they fell into the abyss from the cracks, their mental power was very weak, especially for themselves. Spiritual magic could not be played because of the restriction of mental power, and it was impossible to summon their pets. In that case, Hillard has closed his eyes and waited to die. However, he did not die. He read that the ice caught his arm in midair, and the mental power of the ice was equally weak. When using the space magic to slow down, the speed of the decline was getting faster and faster. In order to survive, read Ice pulled Hillard as close as possible to the stone wall of the abyss. Every time he used the space magic, he made a full effort to kick a few feet on the stone wall, combined with space magic to reduce the speed of the decline. At that time, Nian Bing always used his body to use Hillard. Beside him, the scars on his body were all drawn by the stone wall, and Hilard was unharmed. When he landed on the ground, Hillard had mixed feelings. Although he tried to keep the surface calm, his heart was already turbulent. When the Witch Safin appeared, Hillard had secretly decided that even if he sacrificed his life, he would save the ice, and he was still human, but in the end, he still saved the ice knife. At this moment, in order to gain more powerful strength, Nian Bing chose to try, this kind of courage is what Hilde can't match.

The voice of the sage has become more kind, "Is it ice, do you really want to know? There is no regret in the world to eat, even in the land of God, I hope you can understand."

Nian Bing nodded firmly and said: "I am willing to give it a try. How can I get it without paying? This principle I understand, the Holy Teacher, please teach me how to do it."

The holy white light on the sacred knife is more dimmed than before. The holy teacher said: "I have brought you here, and told you the price you might pay. How to do it depends on your own. If you want to let the devil knife recognize it, it is equivalent to let the Black Emperor recognize it. This requires your determination. I believe that you will succeed."

Read the ice a little, do you want to find a way? The faint color of the eyes flashed past, nodded, and took a firm step to the front of the black martial arts. No need to tempted or reach out and touch, the ice can clearly feel the black left by the Black Emperor. The skeleton is like a steel feeling, and the martial arts can be trained to such a degree that it is no wonder that even the sages are so respected.

There was a faint smile on the face of the ice, kneeling down on the ground, firmly extending his right hand, holding the interrupt of the devil knife, the black scabbard is so cold, it is completely different from the morning dew knife. The coldness, in an instant, the body of the ice trembled fiercely, all kinds of illusions continued to appear in his mind, the illusion was not clear, but the ice seemed to see everything that happened before the black martial arts, the scene Full of power, this fine knife is in the hands of the Black Emperor, with a domineering atmosphere between the heavens and the earth. In the vagueness, the ice seems to feel that the black martial arts are not dead. The cold darkness is so pure. The pure darkness contains the evils that are not as strong as before the original sacred knife. The force constantly stimulates the body of the ice, as if to trigger something. The Tianhua brand exudes a gentle atmosphere. Under its traction, the power of the same kind of ice and fire is completely superimposed, and it merges into a red and blue entanglement. The light ball, though not able to rule out the huge evil spirit, is able to hold on to the heart, and cooperate with the Tianhua card to prevent its own mind from being invaded by evil.

What Hillard saw from the outside was another scene. On one knee, the ice was wrapped in red and blue. The outermost part was a holy white atmosphere, but the demon knife was full. The sense of darkness, the black airflow covered the body of the black martial arts, it seems to be the exchange of energy, and it seems to be mutual stagnation, Hillard knows that at this moment, no one can help to read ice, can help His only one is himself. Unconsciously, Hillard had already tightened his fists. He suddenly discovered that this young man who complained in Germany was so tall in his heart.

I didn't know how long I had been in the ice. At the last moment, all the illusions were completely blended together. He saw only the knife and the magic knife. That is the blade of the evil spirits!

When Yan Bing opened his eyes, he found that he had stood up, and the devil knives that had been held tightly in his hands by the Black Emperor had already reached his own hands. Contrary to the sacred knife, the narrow blade seems to have no weight, and it is extremely light in the hand, and the cold evil spirit is bred on the knife, as if the silent World of Warcraft is generally calm. Ian Bing understands that I have not yet received the recognition of this magic knife. I only experienced the first test of the Devil Knife and the Black Emperor. He is convinced that this knife is spiritual and that its spirituality is even more The first of the few knives that you have obtained.

Holding the scabbard in one hand and holding the handle in one hand, the feeling of coldness seems to be more intense, especially the evil atmosphere, from the outside to the introvert, the ice is clear, the time to truly test yourself, the eyes are revealed A faint cold light, the right hand of the ice, violently pulled the devil knives out of the scabbard, the blade is the same as the scabbard, the same bleak, even in front of the light of the sacred knife, there is no reflection of light I read the right hand and held the handle, and slowly lifted the devil knives. The black blade was only slightly curved in front. Although the knife was very thin and light, it was full of feeling in the hand, as if it was going down. You can open all the barriers, the wrists move gently, look at the pure black blade, read the ice and whisper: "Devil, demon, from now on, I am your new master, though, I There is no such strong strength as the Black Emperor's predecessors, but I will never let you be ashamed. One day, I will make you the most dazzling brilliance." After the last sentence, I suddenly saw the sudden glow in the eyes. In Sheila Screams, the fierce bite Modao thrown into the air. The devil knives disappeared into the air during the rotation, and the left arm of the ice was stretched to the side and closed his eyes. His purpose was very simple, that is, he should use his left arm to gamble on whether the gambling knife can be recognized. Himself, the knife is spiritual, and he is convinced of this.

Hilard’s heart suddenly tightened, but he did not stop the ice. Since he had chosen ice, he respected this courageous choice. The rotating knife appeared again, and the speed was not as fast as it was thrown up. Falling down in the direction of the left arm of the ice, no one would doubt that if the blade fell on the left arm of the ice, it would inevitably smash his arm.

Hilard slammed his eyes shut, his slamming sound, the knife landing, and the half of the blade had been inserted into the hard rock on the ground, and the ice and Hillard opened their eyes almost at the same time. Their goal was to read the ice. Left arm, left arm still, a thin red mark appeared on the arm, blood, a drop dripping from the red mark, just dropped on the sharp purple gem on the devil's handle, The gemstone was dyed in a blood red color, and the originally dull blade suddenly burst into red brilliance. The purple gemstone lit up like a bright lamp. Although it was not as bright as other gems owned by the ice, it was bred. The huge dark energy, at the moment when it lights up, the radiance of the sacred knife violently fluctuates and instantly halved.

A slamming sound, the blade of the devil knives shivered slightly, it was a longing voice, it seems that because of the blood of the ice, it reawakened, the strange scene appeared, the black skeleton of the black martial arts Suddenly changed, the black skeleton melted like ice and snow, forming a black powder floating up, and the red light rushed toward the blade. When the red light came into contact with the black powder, it was like phagocytosis. Completely digested, the powder gradually disappeared, and the red light on the knife became dark red, and the brilliance of the purple gem gradually converges and changes back to its original appearance. A black air flow rises from the blade and wraps around. The left hand of Nianbing, with a bang, the knife flew away from the iced hand under the traction of the black airflow, and opened the palm of the ice consciousness, firmly grasping the handle of the devil knife, and then One contact, but a completely different feeling, although the evil still exists, but there is no feeling of intrusion, like flesh and blood, the devil knife seems to be an extension of the left hand of the ice. Slowly raised his arm, the blade cross in their own eyes, read the ice, his face showing faint smile.

"Your courage has been recognized by the demon, and master it. Even if it is an evil knife, it can still be a blade of justice. I have to go back. You changed the name of the sacred knife. I will not have my spiritual branding anymore. It will really become your knife. Use it well. As you said, don’t let down your swords. One day, let them shine out. Oh, yes, one thing I want to remind you, when the Devil's Knife is in the hands of the Black Emperor, there was once a title, the curse of the eternal hell. Once your heart is filled with resentment, it is possible to inspire the curse. What will happen at that time, even I don't know, I hope that this will not happen. Since it is called a curse, it will not be a good thing." The white light is also dimmed, a slamming sound, holy light The knife was inserted into the ground, and the white light formed by the sacred teacher passed away, but the holy radiance still flashed a holy white light.

Ian ice went to the front of the sacred knife, and the right hand took the shank and pulled it out. The arms stretched out on both sides. The light and the darkness spurred his body at the same time. The ice and fire were the same as the red and blue magical forces. Under such strong stimulation, it actually expanded a little more than the original. Suddenly, the clearly visible black air flow condensed toward the magic knife, and a circle of black air was continuously poured into it, and the evil atmosphere in the surrounding air was Quickly weakened, the Devil's Knife has not changed, but it has become more and more intense to the cold and evil of the ice.

Time has passed, and the ice has always maintained its original position. Finally, when the last black gas rushed into the magic knife, the scabbard that originally fell on the ground was turned into powder, and this abyss The surrounding stone walls turned gray, and the original black evil atmosphere completely disappeared. After reading the ice, the Devil's Knife, after acknowledging himself as the Lord, used his own blade to absorb all the residual evil seals in his own body. At this time, I couldn't help but be confused. I got this darkness. Is the blade a good thing or a bad thing? The sage just said, even if the knife is evil again, as long as people are not attacked by evil and resentment, the devil knives can also be used as the right way, yeah! The knife is not wrong, the wrong one is only human. He understands that if he wants to master this demon knife, he still needs to go a long and long way. Demonize and demonize, I will take you to deceive all the demons in the world.

Previously, when the demon knife fell, its blade did touch the arm of the ice, but it only slipped from the surface and landed on the ground during the rotation. The red mark on the left arm of the ice was only subtle. The wound, even the muscles were not injured.