Cosmic legends

A few hundred meters ahead, Wolfmann stopped still.

A slightly open stone cave, against the inside of the stone wall side of a depression, depression and a raised stone platform, the stone platform inserted a knife, only half exposed outside, in addition to the blade is still some metal luster, other places are covered with dust, there are places to show the rust, seems to be some years.

The overall look is not very eye-catching, not much luster, but Wolfmann felt that this knife was special, but can not say what special.

She also stood still because there were some white bones on the edge of the stone platform, and even the entire stone cave was scattered with white bones, scattered, not a complete skeleton, some white bones were still fresh, she could smell the smell of blood on the white bones.

A few rats crawled over the white bones, looking for places that could still be gnawed. This rat is not a hamster, Wolfmann is not eaten, she would rather go to eat the stinking meat of those gnomes.

Shao Jun rushed to follow and also saw the stone cave. Not finding any enemies, he walked in.

On the stone wall were crookedly engraved a few words: demon sword sucking soul, touching it means death!

"So these white bones are left by people who touched this knife?" Shao Jun was puzzled.

"Worf, most likely, there are no obvious breaks on these white bones, should not be killed, Worf, the bones are pulled everywhere by rats." Wolfman analyzed.

Shao Jun suddenly thought of the magic he learned, quicksand trap, although abandoned by himself, but it seems good to use here, you can turn the stone under the knife into quicksand, and then pull out the knife.

As for the touch well, that would be a better solution, Shao Jun casually picked up a worn leather armor, guidance magic launched, changed into thick leather gloves.

Ready for these, Shao Jun launched a quicksand trap magic.

However, the stone platform did not turn into quicksand, his spiritual power seemed to be shielded, and only some quicksand was formed in the recessed area around it.

"It does not seem to be feasible, these depressions must be someone who has already tried this type of magic." Shao Jun analyzed.

Thinking of this, Shao Jun again undies to go up, with thick gloves holding the knife handle pulled twice, however, the miracle did not happen, the knife does not move.

Shao Jun is just about to let go, and wants to give up. Suddenly, a harsh aura emanated from the knife, and a whirlwind seemed to be blowing around, a huge suction force came from the knife.

He only felt that his whole body's energy was transmitted towards the hilt of the blade, as if his whole body's energy was starting to drain away.

"Guide!" Shao Jun shouted and unleashed the art of channeling, and began to suck energy back.

The two sucking and pulling forces competed with each other, neither could suck anyone, and for a while a state of equilibrium was maintained.

"Oh, I can think, others can probably think, someone must have tried to pull the knife with gloves, apparently unsuccessful! It is estimated that these white bones are among those people." Shao Jun said with some remorse.

"Wulf! Lord Shao Jun, what is going on?" Wolfmann also noticed something was wrong and walked around the periphery, looking for a solution.

"Miss Wolfmann, don't be in a hurry, don't come over, just keep watch on the periphery, I'm fine for now."

Shao Jun tried to let go and disengage from the knife, but couldn't do it, his hand seemed to be firmly sucked on the knife, and couldn't be separated.

In desperation, Shao Jun also launched a ruthless, the other hand also held on the hilt of the knife, once again launched the guidance technique.

This hand does not have leather gloves, he can clearly touch the knife, as if it was touching a living thing.

A ray of white light was sucked out of the blade, slowly entered his hand, and then raced into his mind.

Shao Jun's consciousness immediately added a new wisp of consciousness, it was an independent wisp of consciousness, although into his mind, but not completely under his control, but self-contained.

He could see the contents of that wisp of consciousness, which was a figure dancing with a sword, one move after another, seemingly ordinary, yet upright, seemingly slow, but in fact as swift as the wind. One move after another, the articulation is smooth and does not fall into a routine, a move is as fast as a move, the conversion is fast and orderly.

Shao Jun watched with fascination, from the hand holding the knife to the swinging arm, from the movement of the feet to the body rolling, from the focus of the eyes to the Qi cohesion, every action Shao Jun could see clearly, as if he had practiced it himself.

In fact, his consciousness had begun to imitate this wisp of independent consciousness, and gradually, his consciousness seemed to merge with this wisp of independent consciousness and become one.

Smooth slash, horizontal slash, sudden strike, diagonal stab, back knock, spinning gouge ......

Simplicity contains change, change contains rhythm, rhythm breeds outburst, outburst hides evolution ......

Wolfmann had to dodge farther away, because at this time Shao Jun's surrounding swords, a white light around him, suddenly from the top to the bottom of the chop, suddenly from the left to the right chop, and suddenly diagonal stabbing and sometimes spin back.

Where these white lights passed, stone chips splashed, as real swords cut out the general, sometimes the residual momentum was not gone, and suddenly flew far away, so she can no longer stay in front of the follow.

After a long time, miso ...... miso...miso!

A long knife and the sound of friction with the boulder echoed out, Shao Jun pulled out the demon knife.

A lightning bolt converged from the blade into his body, and from his body back into the blade. Of course, this lightning no one can see, only Shao Jun himself can feel it.

This is indeed not an ordinary knife, but a divine weapon with the soul of the knife, I do not know which senior loved this knife, the knife as the most important thing in life, even more important than his own life, and finally his spiritual body and the knife fused together, becoming the soul of the knife.

Once upon a time, how many people wanted to get this knife, but the knife soul is too strong, those people's souls simply can not withstand the sharpness of the knife soul, was chopped up the true spirit, was taken away from life.

At this time, the knife in Shao Jun's hand, the luster burst out, sweeping away the previous rust and dust, and even some of the prevailing atmosphere.

Shao Jun picked up the tattered hard leather armor and steel shield scattered on the ground, and channeled the magic to create a sheath for the demon sword in order to hide its sharpness.