The Ninth Secret Bureau

After reading some of the memories carried by the meat saw knife, Chen Xian also knew more about his favorite weapon. He knew that the meat saw knife came from an ancient and unknown civilization, and he also knew it. The rusty weapon blade on the handle once killed the "God", so some of the abnormal changes that appeared on it were all normal in Chen Xian's eyes.

Just like now.

Seeing the eyes that only opened on the rotten flesh of the meat saw blade, Chen Xian didn't feel nervous or afraid in his heart, because the feeling that the meat saw blade passed to him was the same from beginning to end, and everything was in his master. Under the control of...

Accompanied by the sound of sticky, slippery, and greasy water, the blood flowing from the saw blade slowly flowed along the blade to the ground, rancid and dirty. There was a trace of ancient weirdness in the mud, as if the blood had already With the existence of this weapon for hundreds of millions of years, when the extremely corrosive liquid appeared, the breath of this area seemed to be completely different from before.

Every time you breathe, you can smell the thick **** smell in the air, just like this place has suddenly become a battlefield where thousands of people have fought, and those sticky and thick blood continue to spread on the ground...they They all seem to have become another kind of creature, with these dirty blood as the main body tissue, spreading to the four directions consciously and purposefully.

"What are these things..." Wei Wangxian stepped back nervously, and the look in Chen Xian's eyes became wrong.

Wei Wangxian, like Li Daosheng and the others, are regarded as well-informed strangers in the domestic foreign community. What kind of abnormal cases have not been exposed? What kind of abnormal life hasn't been seen?

But seriously.

He had never seen such an evil weapon in Chen Xian's hand.

Although he had watched some of Chen Xian's previous combat videos, but... no matter how terrifying he was when he used this weapon, he had never seen so many eyes growing on the knife!

"These...should be some sleeping souls..."

Chen Xian replied calmly, remembering that this weapon had killed countless powerful creatures in those ancient years, and at the same time swallowed the souls of countless lives, so it would become the terrifying appearance it is now Chen Free means understandable.

Of course, he can understand, others can't.

Especially after hearing the weird laughter.

As the dirt and muddy blood on the ground gradually spread out, the eyes that appeared on the knife began to blink or roll their eyes slowly, and their attention was almost all on Wei Wangxian and the eighteen spirits behind him. Above, as for the nine scorpions that Chen Xian wanted to siege, the meat saw knife didn't seem to put them in their eyes.

The more blood on the ground, the more delightful the environment here becomes.

Just as the air was filled with the strong smell of blood, the saw meat knife trembles slightly without warning, and a strange and twisted laugh suddenly came from the blade.

It can't be emitted by a person or a creature.

It's a group.

Hundreds...thousands of laughter were entangled.

There are sarcasm, disdain, resentment, hatred, and rage in that kind of laughter... as if the negative emotions of all creatures in this world are reflected in it, and those emotions are conveyed very intuitively through sound performance. Even Wei Wangxian began to have the illusion. He felt that in this muddy blood swamp on the ground, there might be thousands of ghosts and evil spirits hidden.

The rancid, dirty, turbid blood marsh continued to expand on the ground, encroaching on every inch of this desert at a speed visible to the naked eye. If Lu Yisheng hadn't retreated in time, perhaps they would also be deeply trapped in this scarlet liquid composition. In the ocean.

These liquids seem to have a strong individual consciousness. They will actively bypass Wei Wangxian and the eighteen spirits behind him, and they will also avoid the master Chen Xian, but those who are despised by them... Not afraid of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements?

But these weird liquids are not in the Yin and Yang Five Elements.

They are like super glue with extremely high viscosity, and they directly set their bodies in place when they first touched them, and even these crazy struggles were of no avail.

There is physical life.

Intangible life.

In the eyes of these blood, they are all weak and helpless.

When the first man felt the pain of being corroded by blood and screamed, countless human-like arms suddenly stretched out from the scarlet blood marsh. They firmly grasped every part of the man's body. Like a spider that kills its prey, these arms cling to the "ghost king" who is incomprehensible in the eyes of ordinary strangers, and continue to drag it down...

That's right.

This scarlet blood marsh is not shallow, on the contrary, they are much deeper than ordinary people think, like a deep and bottomless quagmire.

Under the frantic drag of those arms, the first man sank like this. In the middle, he couldn't even make a scream, only a few dazzling blood bubbles were left. After that, there was no trace, completely. Disappeared in this blood swamp.

Wei Wangxian was startled.

Lu Yisheng and others who were standing not far away watching the battle were also stunned.

Those audiences in front of the screen were even more frightened and dull, and completely lost their words by this scene.

This is definitely not any way of fighting with other people.

That blood, that knife...

They are like some kind of anomalous life or an anomalous medium with individual consciousness, and they are using that kind of terrorist means that will not even appear in a nightmare to kill those dysfunctions one by one.

"What means is this... Is it Chen Xian's ability... Isn't his ability to eat abnormally?! What is going on?!"

Sitting in the VIP room, Guo Chuxuan stood up directly and looked at the screen in disbelief. Lu Huan really had a serious face on the side that appeared on the screen, as if he felt that they had miscalculated this time.. ...

"What the **** is that blood?" Lu Huanzhen frowned, and his tone of speech became tense. "I remember that the knife is not so powerful... Could it be that we obtained the information incorrectly? ?"

Like them, the people sitting in the other private room were extremely nervous, especially when they saw Chen Xian silently killing the nine...

"Captain, Chen Xian seems to be stronger than we thought..." Wang Huaijin sat in the corner of the sofa, looking pale at the live broadcast on the screen, "You should have a way to deal with him... .."

"Not good."

Little Tianshi tried to control the expression on his face, and didn't want the teammates around him to discover his nervous emotions. At the same time, he was also analyzing what the blood in the picture was? Since it came out of the meat saw knife... it should also be part of this evil weapon, right?

At this moment, Chen Xian in the picture moved.

"Let your old ancestors stand back, don't blame me if they get so close and are slashed by me."

Chen Xian said that he suddenly raised his hand and slammed it. Accompanied by the sharp sound of a metal bang, the folding saw blade spread out in an instant, like a giant axe that needs to be held by both hands. It looks terrifying and hideous. It is even more shocking.

Wei Wangxian did not speak up, he just formed a strange seal with his fingers, and the eighteen ancestral spirits came to Wei Wangxian one after another, forming a defensive line composed of spirits to completely block Wei Wangxian. Behind.

"The Earth Master should have suppressed you..." Wei Wangxian's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"I'll do it if I can't be crushed." Chen Xian smiled, and slowly straightened up under the invisible pressure.

Hearing the frightening sound of bone fragmentation in his body, Wei Wangxian suddenly became more nervous. He knew that Chen Xian's state was not as relaxed as it seemed, and the pressure caused by the ground teacher had already made his bones a little overwhelmed. , But... why is he unwilling to fall? ! Why can he still stand there with ease? !

"Are you sure you don't let these ancestors of yours go far and avoid?" Chen Xian asked patiently one last time.

Wei Wangxian did not respond to Chen Xian's words. He Jieyin with both hands chanted the mantra in his mouth, and started to draw away his own energy and vitality as quickly as possible in his life, allowing them to flood into the battle. Xian has a showdown.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xian did not hesitate anymore.

Under the increasing pressure, Chen Xian's motion of swinging the knife was very slow, and even the audience in front of the screen looked like a slow motion picture.

Along with Chen Xian's lifting of the knife, the blood marsh on the ground suddenly surged, like boiling water boiled by high temperature. Numerous giant bubbles appeared on the surface, and the eyes that appeared on the saw blade slowly began to appear. Turning around, staring at the master who is holding him, his eyes are full of puzzling expectations.

"Yi Zhan... Ghost Zhan Lei!!!"