Simply put, this is a Death Knittarius version of the animal world.

The ghosts fight and swallow each other, you eat me and I eat you, and in the end, the strongest and the best luck will survive by eating other similar people.

This memory full of the strong prey on the weak is really boring...

Lin Fei started yawning when he saw it...

"Huh..." Just as Lin Fei's last little patience was about to be worn out, something interesting finally appeared in the stone python's memory.

This is a relatively blurry picture.

In the picture, the ghost king who was following the stone python was attacking an underground palace located in the north of the Wuhai with hundreds of ghost generals and ghosts all over the mountains. The underground palace seemed to be entrenched. At the beginning, the demon king relied on the defensive arrays of many subordinates and the underground palace to stalemate with the stone python.

But unfortunately, this demon king was already old, his blood and blood had dried up, and his true energy was exhausted. After three days and three nights of fierce fighting, he was killed by the Ghost King in a row. Before he died, he exploded his demon pill and wanted to die with the Ghost King.

However……

A flying knife suddenly turned into a cold light and flew out of the Ghost King's hand. Under the horrified and desperate gaze of the elderly demon king, he shattered the demon pill that was about to explode...

"No wonder when I was in Jianshan, the demon king who was fighting with him once said, don't think I don't know the origin of you, the old guy, it turns out that it's the origin..." Lin Fei activated his true energy and transformed the last bit of ghost energy into the underworld. Then, with a little surprised expression, he said to himself.

There is no way, this flying knife has a great reputation in the northern border...

The four flying swords in the northern territory, Zixu, Huawu, Chop the Immortal, and Luoshen, are all magic weapons with more than 48 prohibitions and can compete with the powerful Dharma figures. Among them, the two flying swords in the hands of the Immortal and Luoshen are respectively controlled by Xuantian Sect and Changsheng Palace. The Zixu flying sword was shattered by the Red-haired True Man with a sword a thousand years ago. As for the last Huawu, it is the treasure of the true sect of the Netherworld Sect...

This is very interesting...

The treasure of the true sect of the Netherworld Sect is now in the hands of a ghost king.

It seems that there have been rumors among the ten major sects in the North that the ghost cultivation sect of the Netherworld Sect has some unknown arrangements in the Death Knives Realm, which is really not groundless...

Lin Fei smiled, and had a conspiracy in his heart, so he temporarily put aside the affairs of the Ghost King and began to activate his true energy to slowly refine the fossil python...

At this time, the stone python had been exhausted by Lin Fei, and turned from an arrogant ghost general to an ordinary ghost. If it weren't for being in the underworld and the ghost body would have been dispersed, he would probably have lost his soul. For a moment, how could he have the arrogance he had when he first met?

"Give me your life, spare me your life, I will never dare again..." The python, hundreds of feet long, was spread softly in the underworld, with bloody mouths opened and closed, but no venom was spitting out, and they were just begging for mercy there...

"Why don't you spare me, go for me!" Lin Fei had no patience to talk to the stone python. The true energy was activated, and the Heavenly Ghost Sword Talisman activated the boundless land and swallowed the stone python directly.

After all, it was a ghost who had cultivated into a ghost general. After this stone python was swallowed by the underworld, the originally deserted underworld suddenly changed. A mountain range slowly raised, thousands of miles long. At first glance, it was rising and falling, with mountains overlapping, and an earth vein gradually emerged from the empty underground. Only poison flowed in this earth vein. Lin Fei knew that this was transformed from the venom of the stone python. If this underworld really evolved in the future, countless ghosts could collect these venoms and refine the poisonous magic weapon that was blood-sealed.

The skeleton of the giant python has turned into dangerous peaks, the scales of 18,000 stones have turned into jungles, and the flesh and blood all over the body have been integrated into the underworld, nourishing the black underworld more fertile...

"This death knives world is indeed the best environment for practicing the Heavenly Ghost Sword Talisman..." After Lin Fei put away the Heavenly Ghost Sword Talisman, he couldn't help but sigh. If this were placed in Luofu World, it would be so easy to find the ghost generals who have survived the four tribulations. Only in the Death Knives world, ghosts and monsters can be seen everywhere. If he had enough strength, he would probably even be able to refine the ghost king into the underworld.

After refining the stone python into the underworld, Lin Fei stayed in the room for another three days.

Three days later, Lin Fei completed the morning class for one day, and then walked out of the door for the first time and walked onto the streets of Wanghai City.

Wanghai City is built in the Death Knit Realm, and of course mortals cannot enter.

Those who can enter Wanghai City are at least cultivators in the Yangyuan realm. Occasionally, they see one or two who have perfect foundation building, which are already considered rare animals. Most of them will point fingers and watch. Which sect is so cruel that even such seedlings will be sent to the Death Knives Realm...

The real soul is not as good as a dog when walking around the ground.

Lin Fei walked along the streets of Wanghai City, doing nothing, just looking at the city of monks curiously...

It was not until the afternoon that Lin Fei walked around most of Wanghai City, and then found a sword forging workshop located in the northwest corner of Wanghai City and walked in.

There are many such sword casting workshops in Wanghai City. This one has a relatively poor business. When Lin Fei walked in, there was not a single customer inside. The only sword casting master was dozing off on the lounge chair. When he saw Lin Fei coming in, he just looked up and said lazily: "What do you want..."

"Look at it casually." Lin Fei smiled, his eyes looking back and forth in the sword casting workshop.

"Oh..." The sword-caster was also quite interesting. After a simple "Oh", he closed his eyes again, as if he didn't care whether this was a business trip.

The Sword Forging Shop is not big. It is just a hundred feet away. A furnace in the middle accounts for one third. There are seven or eight shelves on the shelves. There are all kinds of swords on it at first glance. At first glance, there are almost more than one hundred, but the grade is generally not high, which is probably one of the reasons why the Sword Forging Shop is not doing well.

Lin Fei looked at it and knew that he had found the right place.

"This senior brother."

"Huh?" The sword-caster who was suddenly woken up was obviously a little unhappy, and his eyes looked at Lin Fei with a little unhappy.

"There is nothing else, I just want to discuss it with my senior brother."

"There are one hundred spirit stones on the shelf on the left, and two hundred spirit stones on the shelf on the right. If you go out on credit, go straight, remember to help me close the door."

The swordsman was obviously angry when he said this...

"Haha..." Lin Fei was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing. After shaking his head, he looked at the sword-casting master with a smile: "No, I want to ask, is it sold in your sword-casting shop?"

Then, with a "thump" sound, the sword-casting master fell from the recliner...
Chapter completed!