Super God Gene

“How come even the knife embryo came out, does that work?” Hanson wielded the knife embryo for a few moments, and it felt good, but he didn't feel any strange power.

Black steel looked at the knife embryo and said: "Being able to leave without fear is already an illustration of its extraordinary, if it can truly become a knife, at least it will be a king. ”

Go ahead, Black Steel no longer cares about Hanson, climbs up to Mount Knife, and carefully searches through countless knives.

“Sounds pretty good. How can you turn it from semi-finished to finished? Isn't your house a casting knife? Can you cast it for me later?” Hanson asked next to black steel.

“This is a knife born in the tomb of a knife, which is of its own spiritual nature, is not a common material and cannot be casually cast.” Black steel answered casually.

Since the twelfth round of knife rain fell, those knife graves have never erupted, and naturally no knife rain has fallen.

Black steel slowly searched in the mountains, searched for five or six hours, and finally found a royal knife he had identified.

They were looking slowly inside, but the people outside were already desperate, especially Black Moon King, the father of Black Steel, who had been watching for hours, but had not seen black steel coming out, and had already seeped sweat on his forehead.

“It seems that they may have died. At this time, the fifteenth round of knife rain should fall. I really don't know how powerful such a knife rain would be. I'm afraid even if the real duke went in, it would be hard to resist. ”

“They are too greedy to get out. ”

“Just pity the Dark Moon King. He has only one son. ”

……

As people were talking about it, they suddenly saw the white light shining in the black hole, and two shadows rushed out of it, suddenly surprised the people outside.

If you look closely, it is Black Steel and Hansen, the Black Moon King is overjoyed, but the colour of the happy moon flashes away, and the face is restored to its grim appearance, coldly asked: “Black Steel, how did you come out now and find what kind of knife? ”

When Black Steel and Hanson saw so many people outside, they were all frightened. Black Steel heard the Black Moon King's question and immediately unraveled the knife on his back. He held his hands in front of Black Moon King and said: “Please take a look at Father. ”

When the Black Moon King saw the knife, he glanced at it, but did not reach for it. He pressed himself against the ecstasy in his heart. It seemed to calm to say to Black Steel: "Since you brought out the knife, you can excite its power yourself. ”

“Yes." Black Steel responded respectfully, holding the knife in his hands and penetrating his power into the knife.

The black steel knife looks a little odd, seemingly bone carved, straight, four feet long, and one palm wide.

Black steel held the knife handle and injected his thin baroness power into the knife, suddenly hearing the knife's body sound like a dragon's knife.

Then I watched the knife light rush, like a dragon shadow rushing into the sky, and the sound of the dragon bark echoed through the universe.

Buzz!

Nearby, but with knives, their knives suddenly trembled on their own, seemingly barking with the knife of a bone knife.

“King's knife?” Everyone was shocked, and the Dark Moon King almost laughed.

His son, Black Steel, actually brought a royal knife from above the knife graves, something that never happened after the Rebbets occupied the narrow moon.

How many years, so many years, so many Dorebets and their dependent foreigners, do not know how many talented men have emerged, no one has ever been able to bring out a royal knife.

But now, his Black Moon King's son has done it, and the king's knife recognizes his son. Although the power of black steel is too poor to play the true power of the king's knife, it is after all a king's knife. As black steel grows, his compatibility with the king's knife is increasing, eventually one day he will be able to fully drive the power of the king's knife.

This is a good thing that many people can't dream about. The Black Moon King just wants to laugh. If he doesn't laugh now, he's afraid that he can laugh when he dreams back.

“Black steel, what's the name of the king's knife?” The Black Moon King's mouth curled slightly and asked with a smile.

“The knife is called Dragon Ridge.” Black steel knife collector answered.

“Dragon Ridge... ok... ok... haha...” The Black Moon King made three good sounds and finally couldn't help but laugh.

“Congratulations, Black Moon King.” Many of the royal ministers who have made friends with the Black Moon King have come forward to celebrate.

Being able to bring out a royal knife, recognized by royal knife, the future achievements of black steel are almost limitless, and perhaps the eleventh star of the narrow moon will have its master in the future.

Even King Moon and Issa nodded slightly, and the luck and edge of black steel were good things for the Rebbets.

After a while, people finally remembered that there was another one that came out with black steel.

The Black Moon King was in a good mood and smiled and said to Hansen: "Hansen, what knife did you bring out? Take it out for everyone to appreciate. ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Hansen. Hansen and Black Steel came out at the same time. Maybe he could also bring out a royal knife. Although the odds are relatively small, the royal knife can not be found in standing time, but only with luck and opportunity. However, the time in it is long enough, hope is always bigger.

Hanson didn't push out either, so he reached out and pulled the knife on his back. Because all the knives that everyone brings out need to be logged in, and he shows them to no one, so there's nothing to hide.

But Hanson's hand grabbed the knife handle and he felt something was wrong.

What he brought out was the blade embryo, which was like a raw iron with a rough surface and a slightly brushed, astringent hand.

But the knife handle he now holds is very delicate, as if it were carefully polished ivory, the hand feels very good, definitely not the knife embryo's hand feel.

Hanson frowned slightly and pulled the knife out of his back. At first glance, it wasn't the knife embryo.

Hanson's knife is a curved knife filled with purple gas, like the devil's fangs, carved in one piece. Just looking at the knife gives a very ominous feeling, as if it could be eaten by blood at any time.

Hanson turned around and found the knife still on his back. He couldn't help but wonder: “Shit, why did you suddenly have another knife? Where did this knife come from? Didn't you say a man can only bring a knife out of it? I knew it, so I brought out a few more, and brought out my parents, wife, son, sister, grandson's share... and, by the way, little angel... evil emperor...”

Seeing the knife in Hansen's hand, the Dark Moon King's eyes flashed a little surprise and said slowly: "Hansen, try to inspire its power. ”

Hanson nodded and injected his power into the devil's fang-like machete.