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Chapter 655 Mutation
It wasn't just the blood of that blood clan that was stained on the cross knife. After all, the strength of that blood clan was only in the mid-stage of the Sanctuary, much weaker than Yue Chuan's current strength. .

In addition to the blood of that vampire, the cross knife was polluted by the curse of blood that he cast with the help of the blood coffin array, and the evil spirit accumulated in Heiyu Mountain for an unknown number of years made this curse ten times and a hundred times stronger. is the trickiest.

When Xilan gave up the demon sword, it was because the demon sword was polluted by the resentment of the apostle Sherlock before his death. The cross knife was similar to this situation, polluted by the curse of blood, and Yue Chuan faced the same choice as Xilan .

However, Yue Chuan's choice was completely opposite to Xi Lan's. Xi Lan buried the demon sword, while Yue Chuan held the cross knife.Judging from this choice alone, Yue Chuan is more courageous than Xi Lan.

However, this courage comes at a price.

A series of black silk threads were wrapped around Yue Chuan's ghostly hands, like deformed blood vessels, piercing into Yue Chuan's flesh, connecting to Yue Chuan's blood vessels, and infusing waves of filthy and evil power into Yue Chuan's body.The dense black light lingered around Yue Chuan like a mist, and the thin mist gradually became deeper, reflecting twisted and winding lines on Yue Chuan's body, like tattoos, covering his elbows, arms, neck, cheek.Those tattoos are like ugly blood vessels protruding from the skin surface, which are still wriggling and twisting, expanding and spreading little by little, trying to swallow and erode Yue Chuan's whole body.

Yue Chuan's complexion can't be considered white, but it can't be called dark either. However, under the cover of this force, Yue Chuan has become a complete black man. The gloom emanates from him, envelops it, devours and infects everything around him, Yue Chuan is like the source of the plague, the meaning of his life is to pollute the world and poison the common people.

Yue Chuan didn't deliberately block this force, and he couldn't stop it either. It was an unstoppable force, almost a rule.What Yue Chuan can do is to stick to his heart, stabilize his blood, and at the same time communicate with each other, understand the cross knife, and constantly master the cross knife.

That blood family died under the cross knife, the cross knife is the end of that blood family, the power of the curse comes from the cross knife, and the cross knife is its root.All of this revolves around the cross-cutting knife, and the person who tied the bell must be untied, and all of this needs to end on the cross-cutting knife.

This sword is for you!
The old man's voice kept echoing in his mind, like an echo in the valley, echoing in Yue Chuan's mind, and also echoing in the cross knife. The cross knife made a clear clang, responding to Yue Chuan's call.

Although Yue Chuan was holding the handle of the cross-cutting knife, he could feel that what he was holding was just a handle, and what he was holding was not the cross-cutting knife. to its heart.Yue Chuan felt this way, he could clearly feel the power of the curse wrapping the Cross Zhan Dao, wrapping himself, lying between himself and the Cross Zhan Dao, like an insurmountable moat, making it impossible for him and the Cross Zhan Dao to communicate, communicate.

But after hearing the old man's words, Yue Chuan immediately grasped some clues. His fingertips seemed to grasp something, like finding a needle in a haystack, invisible, without trace, without trace, but suddenly, Yue Chuan touched a needle tip. Things, and then, a clear pain came from the fingertips, and he felt the presence of a sharp edge.

A series of snow-white blazing lights shot out from the blade of the cross knife. This knife felt Yue Chuan's call, and it also responded happily to Yue Chuan.After all, Yue Chuan is its owner, and it was picked up and bound by Yue Chuan from the very beginning.

laugh!
The one-meter-long blade of the cross-cutting knife shot out a three-meter-long sword energy, and the knife energy shot straight up into the sky under the power of the blood curse, piercing the sky.In an instant, a crack appeared in the darkness that enveloped Yue Chuan, like a crack was torn from the boundless black curtain, the warmth and light from the outside fell down again, and Yue Chuan's pitch-black face became smooth, bright, clear and angular again. distinct.

The malformed blood vessels on Yue Chuan's body withered instantly, and their roots wrapped around the cross-cutting knife were cut off instantly by the knife's energy. All the cursed power was like a rootless tree, which lost its vitality in an instant, and the inexhaustible darkness The blood vessels formed by the power became shriveled in the blink of an eye, like cobwebs, entangled on Yue Chuan's body, but they had lost their vitality and ability, and could no longer do anything.

As soon as he raised his hand, Yue Chuan broke countless gray silk threads, and between twisting and stroking, the dense gray things on his body fell down, even before they fell to the ground, they were shattered and turned into dust ,Disappear.

When Yue Chuan opened his eyes, his eyeballs became dark and bright, and his eyes were black and white.The gray substance on the hair was torn off, but the jet black on his head did not fade away, Yue Chuan's hair was no longer that brown, but pure black.His face also changed, it was still the same as before, but with slight changes, Yue Chuan seemed to have become another person, but it didn't seem to have changed much.

There are still dark tattoos on the arms, neck, cheeks, and chest, but the lines of these tattoos have changed, and they are no longer as ferocious and deformed as before. All the lines have a graceful and luxurious atmosphere, which is inexplicable The majesty even makes people unable to suppress the psychology of worship.More importantly, these tattoos and Yue Chuan's flesh and blood are as one, and the two are seamlessly combined, as if they were born from the heaven and the earth, without the slightest bit of craftsmanship.

The power of the curse of blood was cut off from the root by the cross knife, but some powers could not be cut even by the cross knife, and these powers had been deeply integrated into Yue Chuan's body.Yue Chuan understood that it was the power of the ancient gods and demons, although it was very subtle, it was as insignificant as a drop of water in the sea.However, that is the blood of the gods and demons, the power of the gods and demons, even if the inheritance of millions of years has been thinned to the limit, it still exists, and it still makes Yue Chuan irresistible.

However, Yue Chuan didn't have the slightest resistance to these things. Black hair and black eyes were exactly what Yue Chuan wished for.The only bad thing is that these tattoos are a bit too eye-catching.

As if hearing Yue Chuan's thoughts, the tattoos on his body gradually dimmed and became indistinct, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. His skin was as white as a baby's, and he couldn't even find a single mole, let alone a tattoo.

Seeing this scene, the last trace of dissatisfaction in Yue Chuan's heart disappeared.Although I don't know whether these changes are a blessing or a curse, but as far as the current situation is concerned, it is not too bad.The last sliver of worry has also been resolved, and it is imperative to come to the mainland of the devil.

[Thank Liuyu Xingkong for rewarding "Creation" with 588 book coins!Thank you very much]

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