"Church!"

"Is the sword done?"

"What happened just now? Why did this sword suddenly escape?"

Chu Jingtian looked at the people who were looking forward to it outside the Xiandao Mountain. As soon as he waved his hand to cancel the formation, countless figures rushed in.

Many people looked at the silver-white long sword in Chu Jingtian's hand in confusion.

Everyone wants to know what level of weapons Chu Jingtian has forged, and even Wu Hou is extremely looking forward to it.

Chu Jingtian smiled and said, "This is an eighth-level weapon! I call it Ling Xiao!"

Eighth level!

Chu Jingtian's words made everyone present suck the air conditioner.

Although everyone has already guessed, when the other party admits it, it is still difficult to hide the shock.

"Is this the eight -order weapon?"

Wu Hou got up and looked at Chu Jingtian's hand in his hands, and his eyes showed an extremely exciting look.

Ling Xiaojian showed a faint silver, with a strange pattern on the surface, like the text of the gods.

I couldn't forge my life for myself, but today I saw Chu shocking forging. How could Wu Hou be excited?

"He really forged it?"

Zhao Qian was also full of faces and couldn't believe it.

An existence who forged eighth-level weapons had surpassed his master Wuhou in terms of forging level. For such an existence, he actually mocked him for not knowing how to cast weapons.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to find a ground sewing into it.

"Brother, did he hear? He actually forged the eight -tier weapon ..." Xue Jiao couldn't help but excited.

Eighth-level weapons can be used to enclose territory and territory.

If you get the second one, you can be immortal for thousands of years.

Now they have become witnesses to this miracle.

Fu Long, who was standing beside him, could no longer listen.

'The eighth level is actually the eighth level!';

His eyes were staring at Chu Jingtian, and his heart was filled with storms. He wished he could slap himself twice.

It would be fine if it was cast by someone else.

It was Chu Jingtian!

You know. At the time in Wuhou’s mansion, he was worried about offending Wuhou, so he directly refused Chu Jingtian’s kindness to help them repair the demon refining pot.

At the beginning, he thought that this kid didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was strong, so he dared to mainly ask for the repair of the top-grade demon refining pot of the sixth level. Now he realized that he was not aware of the real person.

Not to mention repairing this demon-refining pot, it would be very easy for him to forge one casually.

And he actually refused, refused...

"Lingxiao Sword!"

"The Great Dao Immortal Sect has another eighth-level weapon!"

"Who said just now that Lord Chu could not forge an eighth-level weapon?"

Looking at the figure on Xiandao Mountain, and then at Lingxiao Sword floating in the air, the warriors in the field opened their mouths wide, and then all kinds of screams, shocking and admiration swept across from all directions.

"It's actually cast?"

Xing Dian's eyes closed.

He thought about all the possibilities of forging failure.

Everyone will ridicule Chu Jingtian and don't know the thickness of the sky.

Even the Dadao Immortal Sect will become a laughing stock in the fairy martial arts world.

But he didn't expect that Chu Jingtian had actually successfully forged it.

"Since the weapons have been cast and I have used up the fire of the Immortal Way, I will be in seclusion for a while next."

Chu Jingtian opened his mouth and sucked it, and the Lingxiao sword suddenly turned into a silver light and shot into his throat.

Although the Lingxiao Sword was refined, he also consumed a lot of essence and blood. Not only did he need to recuperate, but he also had to become familiar with the Lingxiao Sword.

He casts thousands of weapons in his previous life.

But it was the first time that he encountered when casting the Lingxiao Sword, even he was puzzled.

Elastic

Just as Chu Jingtian was resting and recuperating, there was a rush of undercurrents in the outside world.

Demon Sect.

In a place of yin and evil white bones, black peaks rolled and rolled, like a falling black dragon.

In these black peaks, there are even magnificent palaces built.

If there is an erased warrior here, he will definitely recognize that this is the famous Dragon Soul Mountain among the Demon Sect.

"Damn it!"

At this time, a roar came from the Dragon Soul Mountain.

A majestic and domineering man wearing black dragon armor was furious.

Below him, the famous people in the Demon Sect were trembling in front of this person and did not say a word.

Since the news of Peng Ao's death came, there has been no peace in Longhun Mountain. Especially when they learned that Chu Jingtian actually destroyed the Black Dragon Battle Spear and forged it into the Lingxiao Sword, he even angered the Dragon Soul Mountain.

The owner Peng Tianhao!

"What else is there to say? Please call everyone and let us join forces together. If you don't believe that you can't kill Chu Jingtian and avenge the young master!" An old man in a python roared loudly.

"Second Elder, that's not an ordinary person, that's Chu Jingtian! Even the cliff was dead in his hands. Now he has the Lingxiao sword in his hand, no matter how many people are, it's useless!" Another cold and beautiful woman said.

"Great Elder, don't be ambitious to others and destroy your own might. Who have we ever been afraid of in Dragon Soul Mountain?" said the old man in the python robe.

"Haha, Chu Jingtian is not a single-handed cultivator. He is the master of the Taoist temple. No matter how powerful our Dragon Soul Mountain is, can it shake the Great Dao Immortal Sect?" said the cold and beautiful woman.

When the old man in the python robe heard this, although he was extremely unwilling to accept it, he could only sit down angrily.

The other party is the master of the Taoist temple. Not only is his own strength terrifying, but he is also backed by the Dadao Immortal Sect. If only Chu Jingtian was the only one, Longhun Mountain could naturally be easily killed. But when everyone thinks of the Dadao Immortal Sect behind him, they feel deeply

Deep despair.

"Would you just let it go?"

Everyone's browsing.

"Hmph, if he Chu Jingtian dares to kill my son Peng Ao, I will definitely let him pay his life." Peng Tianhao said in a cold voice.

When everyone heard this, they felt a headache.

Although Peng Tianhao is the owner of Longhun Mountain, it is impossible for everyone to deal with the Dadao Immortal Sect just because of his words. Wouldn't that be like hitting an egg to a stone?

"Master, although our Dragon Soul Mountain is powerful, it is not of the same level as the Dadao Immortal Sect. How can we deal with Chu Jingtian?" The cold and beautiful woman reminded.

The hall was silent, and everyone showed fear.

Peng Tianhao glanced at everyone and said coldly: "Yes, although my Dragon Soul Mountain is not as good as the Dadao Immortal Sect, it is not realistic to send people to deal with Chu Jingtian on a large scale, especially to kill him in the Dadao Immortal Sect. But if he takes the initiative to leave

The Great Dao Immortal Sect can’t help but live or die!"

"Yes, Chu Jingtian cannot hide in the Dadao Immortal Sect for the rest of his life and never come out. As long as he dares to appear, it will be his death!" Everyone said excitedly.

"But, can our Dragon Soul Mountain deal with him?" Someone said worriedly.

"Hmph, although the foundation of my Dragon Soul Mountain cannot be compared with the Dadao Immortal Sect, killing him is more than enough. What's more, there are so many people who want to kill him in the Demon Sect, like a star!"
Chapter completed!