"Don’t worry, I’m coming." King Kong Bao said and left the pool.

"Don’t draw your sword until the key is reached." I hesitated for a moment and threw it to him. "Don’t break it too, or I’ll kill you."
Thank you for taking a look at me, taking a deep breath and diving.
Chapter 94 Blood-eating weapon
Watching the king kong cannon slowly dive into the water, I picked it up and threw it aside. The blood was broken and I looked at it.
Twilight blood from the tip of a third of the fracture is flat and medium, and the red liquid added during refining is slowly overflowing.
I stretched out my hand and smelled the red liquid in my hand, which was slightly bloody. It seems that it should be some kind of animal blood. The melting temperature of steel is about 1,500 Baidu. How can a master swordsman melt blood into the sword body? What kind of animal is this blood? I shook my head and drove the question mark away. I went back to the pool to light the cigarette. What is the origin of the twilight blood in the back will be recorded in the story of Xu Zhaopei’s resurrection of the Five Mountains.
I haven’t seen the king kong gun emerge after smoking for more than half a cigarette. I’m a little panicked. The king kong gun held its breath for about four minutes when it was in the army, and it was still before it stood still. My cigarette can usually smoke for five to six minutes. It is reasonable to say that he should come.
I threw a cigarette butt and nervously picked up the gas-watching tactic. I explored Yishui and found that the red aura of the King Kong cannon was floating rapidly beside me, carrying a yellow aura. He succeeded.
"Ahem ….." King Kong cannon surfaced, coughed violently and changed his breath for a long time, then shouted "Then!" The left hand lieutenant threw it at me.
I grabbed the popular tactic and jumped out to draw my sword far away. When I saw that it was safe and complete, I quickly ran the lieutenant back to the water’s edge and pulled the King Kong cannon out of the pool to see that his right hand was clutching a strange knife-shaped weapon.
"Good things have been pulled out." The King Kong cannon sat on the water’s edge and the stone jumped up again. It turned out that the water was warm and the stone was cold.
"You get dressed first." I reached out and took the weapon in the gunner’s hand. When I looked at it, it was about three feet long, and it was vaguely knife-shaped. Rather, it was a knife-shaped metal with potholes, no traces of polishing, and the handle of the knife was not smooth, which made me wonder whether holding it would cut the palm of my hand, showing a dark red blade, generous and heavy, and not sharp. It was really not something that ordinary people could wave. "It was it!" I looked through it for a long time and finally determined the knife-shaped metal in front of me. It said that the first knife in Zhongtian was the Ming Hong Dao. "This time, it didn’t turn into a duck, but it was inserted in a big rock face together." The King Kong gunner pointed to the blade and faintly appeared the impression. "It was almost inserted and I pulled it out with hard qigong."
In fact, the true identity of the water duck in the mouth of King Kong cannon is the cloud magpie transformed by the soul of Ming Hong Dao, but we didn’t know it at that time.
"Didn’t you cut your hand?" The handle of the Ming Hong Dao was covered with irregular metal burrs, and the hard-pressed King Kong cannon was not injured.
"No," King Kong Gun was overjoyed and grabbed the Hong Dao in my hand and looked at it with joy. "It’s older than you said that it can cut off my twilight blood only by the soul of the knife. Isn’t that worse now?"
"Try it." I pointed to the boulder where King Kong Gun had previously sat.
King Kong cannon’s right hand held a knife over his shoulder, and when he hesitated and roared, he rushed to the boulder near the pool. There was no suspense. The whole boulder cracked without any pause and force. It was indeed a peerless magic weapon!
"Give me your hand!" I shouted that I grabbed the right hand of the King Kong Gun and approached it. I saw that there were several bloodshot wounds on the right hand of the King Kong Gun, and the wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the previous King Kong Gun wielded a knife, I noticed that his own aura quickly flowed into the blade through the handle.
"It’s okay, it’s okay." King Kong Gun withdrew his hand and excitedly pointed to the boulder that had been split in half. "See, that’s a knife."
"You can’t control the knife of the old cow. It’s pumping your blood!" I pointed to his right hand. "It just sucks your blood through those small wounds."
"No, I’m older than you. What do you mean?" King Kong cannon held out his right hand at me, and those tiny holes had already healed automatically.
"This knife is fierce, but you can’t control it now." The blood gas of King Kong cannon entered behind the knife to be calm and yellow, and instantly became bright red, violent and cruel, as fierce and overbearing as a tiger.
"Can you let me know?" King Kong Gun was a little unhappy. "If you want it, I’ll just give it to you."
"Give it to me, I don’t want it!" I pouted and packed my things. Although I said this in my mouth, I held the Ming Gong Dao tightly in my hand, so don’t give it to me. I just stabbed him with a sword and I don’t think he would let go.
"I knew you didn’t want to hey hey hey," said King Kong Gun, pulling out his clothes in his backpack, wrapping the Ming Dao tightly and stuffing it into his backpack.
"Brother Niu, it’s drinking your blood." Mu Zhuifeng saw the King Kong cannon put the Hong Dao in his backpack and leaned in to catch the King Kong gunner.
"Don’t listen to your nonsense about Big Brother Yu." King Kong cannon showed an excited expression on his face. "With this knife, if anyone dares to stand in our way again, I will kill him directly."
"I saw …" Mu Zhuifeng’s words were interrupted by King Kong cannon in the middle. "Don’t worry, with it, we will get to Kunlun Mountain in time, and I will not let you die."
"You can hold the old cow, but it’s better to have less!" I can’t change the idea of King Kong Gun, but I can settle for the second best.
"Don’t worry, by the way, what is older than one?" King Kong cannon looked excited. "It better be a monster so that I can try the knife."
"Give you an Altman. Do you want it?" At that time, the society was popular with Japanese ghost nonsense cartoons, and I said sarcastically.
"Seriously, what is it?" King Kong Bao picked up his backpack because it was too heavy to press him.
"No monster is a forest." The first breath of the map left by the wind tunnel is blue
"There are no monsters?" King Kong cannon was disappointed to hear that there was nothing difficult.
"It may be helpful for our practice to gather qi and coagulate Dan in Sanyang pine forest for 700 miles." I made an analysis with Lu Yin.
"Translate for your brother." King Kong Gun was in a good mood, took up his backpack and was ready to leave.
"There is a 700-mile-long Sanyang pine forest in front. Sanyang pine is not as miraculous as Jiuyang pine, but it is also a vital thing in heaven and earth. That road is a good opportunity for our monks to gather gas and coagulate Dan." I explained to King Kong Gun as I walked.
"What do you mean, broken spirit?" King kong cannon asked again
"Breaking the spirit is to break through the purple gas Xuan. Let’s watch the gas. Gathering gas is the root of everything. If we encounter a place full of aura, we can gather the aura of heaven and earth. When our aura reaches dark blue, we can consider gathering aura. If it is purple, it can condense Dan, but it can also mobilize and make the natural aura of nature. However, the purple gas Xuan is generally difficult to be protected by no one …"
"I am too old to walk!" The sound of king kong cannon came from behind me and interrupted my long speech.
"If you can’t walk, you have to walk. Who’s not tired?" The white wolf may be the most energetic one in our party, and he has already run out far away by wagging his tail.
"I didn’t mean that. I said I couldn’t move." King Kong Bao shouted behind me.
"Let’s have a rest in front," I said and took a few steps forward.
"I’m trapped by the wind." King Kong cannon hysterically shouted my name, which sounded wrong.
I quickly turned to see a dramatic scene …
Chapter 95 An Ill Dream
Seeing the King Kong cannon crashing around the pond like a headless fly will be bounced back by a barrier whenever it is about to walk out of the stone pile by the pond.
I walked quickly to the king kong cannon. "What’s going on?"
"I don’t know. There seems to be a wall blocking me."
"No," I shuttled back and forth between the stone pile and the forest several times and didn’t encounter the situation that King Kong Bao said.
"Look!" Said the king kong cannon and rushed forward again, only to be bounced back.
I observed it carefully for a moment, and even lost my concentration, but I didn’t find anything unusual in my breath. What blocked the way of the King Kong cannon?
"Take off the old cow’s backpack," I said at King Kong Gun.
King Kong cannon obediently put the backpack to go forward, and sure enough, there was no resistance. I grabbed his backpack and threw it forward, only to be bounced back. It seems that the problem lies in the backpack.
"Why are you old?" King Kong Bao ran back when he saw that I threw his backpack. "That nod is still inside."
I hit his backpack with a wry smile and took out the Ming Gong Dao wrapped by him. "You can’t take this Dao with you, Lao Niu."
"What?" King Kong cannon exclaimed at me.