What no one knows is that the situation in the sword casting workshop is extremely bad at this moment.

At the deepest part of the sword casting workshop, the owner of the manor Song Ting's face was extremely ugly for a while. The human-level Taoist soldier's sword furnace trembled wildly, and it could not suppress the sword inside!

You know, this sword was refined by him, but even he himself couldn't suppress it!

"What a congenital spirit, he actually gave birth to demonic nature!" Song Ting's face turned cold. He took a deep breath and slapped three palms on his atrium. He also spit out three mouthfuls of blood in his heart.

"Since it is the weapon I have refined, it must be used for me!" Song Ting shouted ferociously, and the three blood-blooded seals gradually changed in his complex seal techniques, condensed into a special blood-red symbol, and then rushed towards the Sword Furnace, as if to be imprinted on the sword inside the Sword Furnace.

When the blood-red symbol rushed in, the sword furnace trembled more fiercely, and an unparalleled and fierce power of the demonic path gushed out from it. It was the endless sharp sword energy and the magical nature of the innate weapon spirit!

A loud bang in the sword furnace was heard, and the hot wave of flames rushed out and swept around. A red stream of light rushed out from the sword furnace, flew out from the big hole above his head, and broke through the deepest isolation formation in the sword forging floor in the flames and smoke.

Song Ting's eyes widened, and his face suddenly changed, and he no longer cared about the escaped sword because the power of the flame path in the sword furnace rushed towards him!

This is the power of the great flame arising from the sword furnace of a human-level Taoist soldier. It is so hot and terrifying that the ordinary Taoist venerable will turn into ashes in an instant when touched by it!

"Damn it!"

The isolation formation disappeared under the impact of the heat wave of the flame avenue, without any resistance at all. While Song Ting cursed, he could only turn around and run wildly, barely blasting out a few moves to delay the spread of the heat wave.

The sword casting workshop was in chaos, and it was almost destroyed. The huge explosion and impact were spread out. The entire mountain where the sword casting workshop was located was shaking, and the magma underground slammed and impacted, and the temperature suddenly rose sharply!

Without any reaction time, the bright red magma erupted from the ground, which was stimulated by the impact of the power of the flame avenue. The mountain where the swordsman is located is shaped like a volcano. Isn’t the entrance of the cave on it the crater?

The magma erupted, and the elder of the sword-making disciples inside and outside the sword-casting yard changed wildly and fled out desperately. No one wanted to be buried in those terrifying magmas that were beyond their imagination.

This is not ordinary magma, but magma wrapped with the power of the flame avenue! It has merged with the power of the flame avenue spreading in the Sword Furnace!

Outside, Xi Sanhai, who was fleeing towards the sword-making workshop, finally raised his mouth slightly. He knew that the owner of the manor Song Ting was here. Although he would destroy Song Ting's sword-making, he thought he could stop the guy behind him.

However, when one of the ones approached here, his face changed from the joy that had just emerged to the fear of entering the gate of hell, and the red magma in the sky rushed out from the entrance of the cave above the sword casting yard, becoming a torrent backflow!

Not only that, there is a dark red streaming light passing by, extremely sharp and full of a very killing demonic nature! The streaming light seems to be hidden in the red magma and also swooping towards it!

Kisanhai subconsciously retreated, but he forgot that someone was chasing him behind him!

"Only my sword!"

One sword, thousands of swords, and thousands of swords return to one sword.

In a fearful gaze, Ki Sanhai was buried under the sword attacking behind him. His entire body was covered with cracks, like a porcelain bottle about to be broken.

A sword cuts off its vitality!

Lin Fang did not step forward. He was going to urge the ghost green fire to refine the Hi Sanhai. However, a dark red light passed through Hi Sanhai's corpse faster, absorbing his blood, and then irrigating the magma down. Hi Sanhai's body was annihilated and became part of the magma!

The entire mountain where the sword-casting workshop was located exploded, and magma gushed out, and the extremely high and hot breath enveloped the entire sword-casting villa in the blink of an eye!

In all directions, deep, halls and pavilions, there were elders and disciples protruding out, and some retreating Taoist powerhouses walked out. While they were shocked, they were also trying their best to resist the invading magma.

"How could it be!"

Qiu Yundao, who came from behind, opened his mouth wide. He couldn't imagine what happened. The sword casting workshop exploded? The underground magma erupted?

Puff! Puff! Puff!

However, what he unexpectedly unexpected was that a dark red light flew through Zhujian Villa at an extremely fast speed. Only a blurred red light could be seen, with the sound of vomiting blood, the sound of throat sealing, and the sound of falling to the ground, one after another.

The Triangle Peak area has the largest number of monks gathered.

At this moment, monks fell down inexplicably, either being penetrated by their hearts, being sealed, or being cut off in half. Their blood was also swallowed up immediately, some were all sucked away, and some were sucked away most of them.

"What's it!"

In the field, the venerables in the Taoist realm all changed their expressions, their eyes filled with intimidating anger. They were also extremely alert, and they glanced around and finally noticed the dark red stream of light.

Chu Tiankuo, the leader of the Dao Alliance, frowned. He slashed a knife towards the crimson streaming light, but the flowing light was too fast. Chu Tiankuo's sword just slashed the air.

The killing of the crimson streamer continued.

An extremely embarrassed figure rushed out of the sword-making yard, with his hair scattered and his robes charred. This person was the owner of the manor, Song Ting!

As soon as Song Ting came out, he noticed the crimson streamer. He shouted angrily: "Track that sword!"

The strong men who were resisting and eliminating the magma heat waves in the Sword Cast Villa frowned. The crimson streamer was a sword? They naturally felt the sharp sword energy and cruelty contained in it.

However, is that sword the sword refined by the owner of the manor? But why is it so evil?

"Master! Control these magma first!"

The great elder Qiu Yundao roared angrily. He was also using his power to control the terrifying magma erupting from the mountains of the sword-making chamber at this moment.

This is the magma deep underground, which is already extremely hot. In addition, it has merged with the power of the flame avenue that has accumulated in the sword furnace for a long time. At this moment, it has become a torrent of the flame avenue. This is the power of the avenue!

If you let it go, the entire Zhujian Villa will be destroyed! I don’t know how many people will die because of this.

Many disciples from the Sword Forging Villa have been destroyed.

Song Ting's face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot and glaring. He had worked hard to refine the sword for more than three years, but he was not controlled by himself! And it also caused the power in the Sword Furnace to explode, causing the magma underground in the Sword Forging Square to erupt, causing such a large casualty. How could he swallow this breath!
Chapter completed!