The two demons talked about the meaning of life for a long time, and the Dark Lord hadn't talked so happily for a long time. At first glance, he seemed like a chatterer, and he didn't have the demeanor of the Dark Lord at all.

After talking for a long time, the Dark Lord was finally ready to teach Xiao Yu. He stretched out his hand, and a black magic knife appeared in his hand. This magic knife was very similar to the Crazy Dragon Sword, almost exactly the same. This is the origin of the Crazy Dragon Sword.

"The most proud secrets of my life are the Dark Magic Sutra and the Eight Movements of the Demon Sword. Now I hand over the Eight Movements of the Demon Knife to you, catch it!" The Dark Lord shook his hand and threw the Demon Knife up, then raised his hand and raised his hand.

Hitting the hilt of the magic knife, the magic knife shot towards Xiao Yu, as fast as lightning, heading straight for Xiao Yu's heart.

The magic knife pierced Xiao Yu's heart, and it was so fast that Xiao Yu had no way to hide. With a hiss, the magic knife passed through Xiao Yu's chest, pierced his chest, and nailed him to the ground with a sting.

puff--

A pool of black blood spurted out, pouring on the magic knife, nourishing it! The black blood was evaporated, and a handful of black smoke came out.

Xiao Yu looked down at the blood hole on his heart, and looked at the Dark Lord dully. The Dark Lord looked at Xiao Yu quietly with a cold face.

Xiao Yu's head became heavier and heavier, and his vision became darker and darker. Finally, his head sank and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The Dark Lord looked at Xiao Yu lying in a pool of blood without any expression and let Xiao Yu fall to the ground.

"Am I already dead?" Xiao Yu was confused and his head was hot. He seemed to have come to a strange space. It was dark and there was no light at all. In the darkness, he couldn't see the way forward and could only walk in confusion.

.

Suddenly, a soft moan came from the darkness. Xiao Yu's tired spirit suddenly perked up, and he endured the heat and walked towards the place where the sound came from. Not long after, a bright light appeared in the darkness.

This is a black magic knife, made of a strange metal. Thousands of humans and demons are carved on the blade. I don’t know whether humans are transforming into demons or demons are transforming into humans.

call--

A gust of evil wind blew, and the wind was mixed with dense devilish energy. The devilish energy gradually transformed into a human figure, which looked like the Dark Lord.

"Demon Lord..." Xiao Yu hesitated to speak, but saw the Dark Lord picking up the magic sword and showing off a series of sword techniques. The sword techniques seemed simple, but in fact, each sword had a supreme mystery. He was immersed in it at a glance.

Inextricable.

In the Dark Demon Palace, the Dark Demon Lord is sitting on the black lotus. Xiao Yu is still lying in a pool of blood. The demon knife behind him keeps clanging and trembling slightly.

"Are you also satisfied with him?" The Dark Lord looked at the trembling magic sword and whispered, "That's great."

The black lotus flew over and landed in front of Xiao Yu. The Dark Lord stretched out his hand and the magic knife flew into his hand. The Dark Lord held the magic knife upside down, pointed the blade at his heart, and stabbed it directly without any hesitation.

.

puff!

The demon knife passed through the body of the Dark Lord, and streams of black demon blood flowed along the demon knife, finally dripping on Xiao Yu's body.

The demon blood had spirit, flowing through Xiao Yu's body, and eventually into his broken chest.

Creak——

Xiao Yu's broken chest was slowly healing. Looking closely, it was the black demon blood that was repairing his body. In just a few breaths, Xiao Yu's wounds were healed.

The Dark Lord's face became much paler. He controlled the black lotus and slowly backed away, took out three small bottles, collected the dripping demon blood into the bottles, and placed them in front of Xiao Yu.

…

Xiao Yuyouyou woke up, and the heat on his body had long since dissipated. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the black magic knife and three black bottles the size of fingers.

"Demon Lord, what is this!" Xiao Yu stood up suddenly. He checked his chest and found that the injury had healed, and no scars were left.

"This is my gift to you." The Dark Lord smiled softly and said: "This magic knife is made of obsidian black gold. It is a priceless treasure in this world. Don't let others find out, otherwise you will point at this knife.

, they will kill you too!"

"Obsidian Black Gold!" Xiao Yu was greatly shocked. This is a rare divine material that can be used to create a peerless divine weapon. Even the Supreme One cannot find it everywhere!

Qiang——

Xiao Yu pulled out the magic sword and immediately felt a sense of flesh-and-blood connection. He had been recognized by the magic sword and had been refined by him.

This magic sword weighs one million kilograms and can crush a mountain. Such a weight is a bit difficult for Xiao Yu. If the magic sword has recognized its owner, he may not be able to pick it up.

"Good knife!" Xiao Yu praised, he liked this knife, this knife was simply born for him!

"As long as you like it." The Dark Lord chuckled and said: "When I got the obsidian black gold, I only had time to make it into a magic sword. I didn't even practice it before I encountered an accident. I have been sitting here for seven thousand years, and I can only make it.

He left it to you."

"Seven thousand years!" Xiao Yu was shocked. The Dark Lord has been sitting here for seven thousand years. In order to sit here for seven thousand years, it is obvious that he was suppressed here!

"You don't need to know about my affairs." The Dark Lord waved his hand, not wanting to mention the past. He pointed at the three bottles on the ground and said: "This is the devil's essence blood extracted from my blood. It can be used at critical times."

Save your life, but you have to remember that once you use demon blood, it means you are one step closer to the demon clan. When you refine three bottles of demon blood, you will become the same existence as me.

There is no turning back."

Xiao Yu silently put away the three bottles of demon blood and said, "I will not use these three bottles of demon blood unless it is absolutely necessary."

"I hope you will never use him." The Dark Lord sighed softly and said: "The Eight Styles of the Demon Sword have been passed on to you. You must practice hard and don't let down my hard work."

Xiao Yu nodded, and then he noticed that the aura of the Dark Lord was getting weaker and weaker. He was startled, and an unpleasant idea emerged.

"Demon Lord, you..." Xiao Yu hesitated, not daring to tell his guess.

"I have been sitting here for seven thousand years, and my life span has been exhausted. My life has come to an end." The Dark Lord smiled, not afraid of death, and said with a smile: "If you have a chance in the future, please do it for me."

Go see Tenglong Zun, I can never let him go."

"Before I was suppressed, I established a Demonic Heavenly Court, intending to collect the demonic people in the world and build a place for them to live and settle down, so as to change the fate of the demonic people and prevent them from being cast aside by the world. In the future, you will not be tolerated by the world.

When the time comes, you can go to live in the Demon Heaven Court." The Dark Lord's eyes fell on the Demon Sword, and he smiled and said, "You haven't given this sword a name yet?"

"Dark Demon Sword." Xiao Yu said quietly.

"Why?"

"I want those who are my enemies to sink into the dark demonic realm for the rest of their lives and never be able to get over again!" Xiao Yu said.

"Okay, then I will give you a Dark Demon Realm, but you must first enter and experience it. This is the last gift I give you." The Dark Demon Realm suddenly stood up and stamped hard, and the black lotus under his feet fell into pieces.

It turned into demonic energy and floated in the Demonic Palace. Suddenly, black mist rolled up in the Demonic Palace, and you couldn't see your fingers. This was all caused by the demonic energy.

"This black lotus has trapped me for seven thousand years. It would be a pleasure to break it before death! Come on!" The Dark Lord laughed, and with a powerful move, the Dark Demon Sword flew into the hands of the Lord.

, the Dark Lord roared: "Open it for me!"

The Dark Lord clapped his palm, and with a bang, a dark world opened up in the magic sword, and endless demonic energy poured in from the devil's palace!

Roar!
Chapter completed!