All eyes were looking into the air, watching Xia Yu swing the Divine Dragon Forging Sky Hammer again and again.

Maybe it’s just because I don’t understand, but my curiosity makes me want to understand more.

In the entire valley, there was only one sonorous sound, echoing in the valley.

Everyone seemed to be attracted to Xia Yu's weapon refining.

No one noticed that the sonorous sounds formed a melody.

Everyone present actually understood what the melody was saying.

The sonorous sound at the beginning seemed to express the arrogance of Xue Ming Dao.

After a while, the Xue Ming Dao seemed to be wailing.

However, there was no intention of giving in at all.

Later, Xue Ming Dao seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, as if a real warrior was reborn from the blood.

However, this kind of bloody rebirth is accompanied by the pain of being broken into pieces.

The unyielding spirit of the Blood-Ming Knife seemed to be inspired, and its sonorous sounds seemed to express its determination to be reborn in Nirvana and remain unyielding until death.

Streams of sword intent began to bloom from the Xue Ming Dao.

Unyielding sword intent!

Domineering sword intent!

The sword intent of destruction!

Finally, after an incomparably clear roar, the Bloody Sword burst out with thousands of golden lights, and the sword intent filled the sky, soaring into the sky from the casting platform.

At the same time, in the void, dense black clouds, carrying extremely violent pressure, and golden thunder flashing from time to time, appeared above everyone's heads.

This scene shocked everyone again.

"Dad, what did I see? Is that knife advanced?"

"How is this possible? Is this a miracle?" Gong Ziyuan could hardly believe his eyes. How could he believe this kind of thing if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes?

Letting a Taoist soldier advance directly to the next level instead of re-smelting it is a magical method, right?

Gong Xiangming was equally shocked. Seeing the bloody sword facing the golden thunder, Gong Xiangming's lips twitched.

After a long time, he said in the voice he heard: "The seventh-level ultimate sword! Oh my god..."

Hu Jifa was no less shocked than the Gong family and his son, which was so surprising.

Although, he vaguely guessed what Xia Yu was doing?

However, Xia Yu really succeeded, and the knife really advanced. Seeing this kind of thing with his own eyes, he felt that he had seen it wrong.

This is something that breaks common sense.

This is tantamount to breaking their worldview!

How is this possible?

Everyone knows that a formed Taoist weapon will never undergo qualitative change unless it is remelted in a furnace.

Unless it is a rare innate secret treasure with growth potential, any artificially refined Taoist weapon cannot be directly advanced without re-smelting it.

However, this perception has been shattered today.

Xia Yu did it without harming the Xue Ming Dao, and directly allowed the Xue Ming Dao to advance.

Although it is said that the Blood Ming Sword is only upgraded from the seventh-level perfect sword to the seventh-level ultimate sword, everyone knows what this step means.

More importantly, his meaning is not only in the sword Xue Ming Dao, it is a kind of subversion!

Subversion of the entire weapon refining industry in the world!

At this moment, Xia Yu held the Xue Ming Dao and frowned slightly.

"It's a pity. It's just one step away from becoming a legendary seventh-level sword!"

"However, this sword is now considered a growth-type Taoist weapon. With enough materials in the future, it can still be promoted or advanced..."

Although Xia Yu's voice was not loud, it was like thunder in the ears of those present.

The shock was deafening and they were extremely shocked!

"Here you go!" Xia Yu waved his hand, and the knife flew towards Lu Jianyuan, and Xia Yu's voice also sounded: "A swordsman should be unparalleled in domineering power, and would rather be shattered than destroyed!"

"With one strike, the world will be shocked!"

"With one strike, there will be death but no life!"

"With one strike, you will die and I will die!"

Lu Jianyuan looked shocked. He took the Xue Ming Knife and knelt on the ground with a pop.

"Thank you so much, Master...Young Master for your advice, I will definitely keep it in my heart!"

Xia Yu looked at Long Junfei and said, "Give me your gun."

Long Junfei, who was also a bodyguard, was shaken and quickly held the dragon spear in both hands.

Xia Yu waved his hand and the dragon spear flew into the air.

"boom…"

The Divine Dragon's Heaven-casting Hammer dances again, leaving afterimages all over the sky!

An hour later, the catastrophe came!

Seven red thunderbolts pierced the sky.

roar!

A dragon roar echoed between heaven and earth.

A golden divine dragon swam in the sky, erupting with astonishing dragon power.

"Seventh-level top quality dragon spear!" Gong Xiangming's eyes were deep, and he was already starting to feel a little numb.

This Young Master Ouyang is so awesome!

"How can a dragon gun be without a soul! The dragon soul enters the dragon gun, and this gun may change. If you have a chance in the future, go to the Dragon Court to ask for a wisp of the ancient dragon soul. You can expect this gun!"

Xia Yu said calmly and threw the dragon gun to Long Junfei.

"Thank you, Master, for the gun!" Long Junfei was filled with joy and knelt on the ground to thank him.

"I still have some unfinished ideas. Bring up your two swords." Xia Yu looked at the other guard.

In fact, he is straightforward.

The heart-breaking bloody blade flew up into the air in the eyes of the upright expectant eyes.

An hour later, disaster struck again!

Seven red tribulations are coming violently.

"It's the seventh-level Taoist soldier again, do you think anyone is going to survive?" Gong Ziyuan's voice was trembling.

Gong Xiangming, on the other hand, stopped talking and was completely numb.

If Young Master Ouyang was not refining a seventh-level legendary Taoist weapon, he would be a little uncomfortable with it.

"This knife should be more hidden. When the knife comes out, you will see blood. I have a strange poison in the knife! Be careful not to hurt yourself!"

Xia Yu waved his hand, and the heart-breaking bloody blade flew towards Geng Zhi.

Gengzhi knelt down and thanked!

"Still a little bit enlightened!" Xia Yu murmured to himself and said, "Give me your sword."

At this moment, Zhou Yutong and others had guessed Xia Yu's thoughts and were helping them improve their Taoist soldiers.

The Emperor's Sword flew into the air!

An hour later, another seventh-level top-grade Taoist weapon appeared.

Then came Yang Fushou's Dragon Tooth Shield.

However, Yang Fushou's Dragon Tooth Shield is itself a seventh-level top-grade Taoist weapon.

This time the refining took a long time.

After three full hours, the catastrophe came together.

This time of catastrophe, everyone's expressions darkened.

Because everyone present felt that this disaster was more than ten times more powerful than before.

"Isn't he an advanced eighth-level Taoist soldier?" Gong Ziyuan's lips trembled and he looked at Gong Xiangming.

At this moment, Gong Xiangming was extremely shocked.

It is incredible that such a young Master Ouyang can refine an eighth-level Taoist weapon.

If it is an eighth-level Taoist soldier, it is comparable to a ninth-level Taoist soldier. It is a Taoist soldier in the Heavenly Dao realm.

this…

"Unbelievable! This little guy is too strong!" Hu Jifa smiled bitterly and shook his head repeatedly.

He found it extremely incredible that Xia Yu could become the Supreme Alchemist.

However, the longer you stay with Xia Yu, the more incredible things happen.

Shocking the soul time and time again, really...

At this moment, Yang Fushou looked at the Dragon Tooth Shield in the sky and clenched his hands.
Chapter completed!