The black clouds rolled above the sky, and the golden sea of ​​clouds that appeared because of the fall of heaven and man seemed to be directly torn apart by the overbearing power and torn apart by the supreme power.

Soon, black clouds emerged, and there were rich lightning arcs jumping in the black clouds. Those jumping lightning arcs were all disasters.

The Sword Calamity!

On the Wanjian Mountain, there had already turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the boiling magma was squirting, like a roar of fire dragons. In the magma, on the sword-casting platform, the three Wu family's sword-casting masters were full of excitement and shock.

The sword is done!

Later, the essence of life poured in was like the irrigation of the sky river, and by the way, the unsustainable sword tempering action was completed in an instant. The hissing heat wave changed the surface of the sword and the inner part of the sword.

Sword quenching is a very important process. Whether a sword is strong or tough is achieved by relying on sword quenching.

The liquid of sword quenching is crucial. For example, the Wu family in the Great Chu, used to forge swords is a kind of spiritual spring in the world. It is precisely because of this spring that the sword cast by the Wu family is the best in the world.

However, no matter how good the spring is, it is not as good as the essence of life.

Swallowing!

The three sword-casting masters shot out of the sword-casting platform and coughed up blood. Their cultivation was actually not strong, and the strongest one was Wu Ding. However, the second-level land immortal, the three of them had already tried their best to withstand the power of the sword-casting.

Wu Qinghua raised his hand, and the sword energy swept past like the wind, stabilizing the figures of the three sword-casting masters, but saw the three masters staring at them frantically.

This move of making swords was not favored by them at all, on this day, which made them crazy and even willing to give their lives for it.

As for their ridicule of Luo Hong, their dislike of Luo Hong has long been left behind.

If their unfavorableness can be exchanged for a sword that surpasses the magic weapon, then they would not be optimistic about the whole world.

This is the art of casting, this is devoting one's life to art. Perhaps it is their mentality that they can become masters of sword casting.

In the void.

Chen Tianxuan was already shocked.

He used his sword energy to wrap up the little douhua, so that the little douhua thrown out of the sword-casting Taichung by Luo Hong would not be affected by the environment.

"Young Master... I actually cast a sword!"

Chen Tianxuan was shocked. The ground dragon under his feet was trembling. It was a kind of sensing that he had encountered the strongest sword weapon.

When the empress returned in a daze, her beautiful eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

Are the gods so easy to kill?

When Luo Hong called her to kill the gods, she actually didn't believe it, but since Luo Hong spoke, she naturally wanted to give it a try.

Then, the two arrived at the place where several heavenly beings were located one after another.

Luo Hong asked her to block the space and let her beat those gods and gods.

She did as she did. Those gods who watched the fun were the best at five realms, and it was easy for the empress to crush them.

However, she knew that it was difficult to kill the gods and the gods. Even if they were killed, the vast essence of life would bring these gods and the gods and the gods and the gods to resurrection.

But she did as she did because she had some expectations.

Luo Hong never let her down, which made her understand what it means to kill a god.

But Luo Hong's will was like a knife, without any dragging out, and it slashed into the sea of ​​will of those gods and humans. In an instant, the great way was cut off and the Tao flowers were withering.

The essence of life after the Tianmen also fell down, and Luo Hong intercepted it all with mysterious means.

The empress could even hear the existence in the rushing river of life roaring angrily after the Tianmen.

So...simple?

So fast?

It's like pressing a struggling fish on the chopping board, then the knife falls and the fish dies.

Killing the gods is so easy?

The empress is really confused. Even if she returns now, she is still in a sense of incredible and even suspicion of the world.

But soon, a clear and bright look, an excitement, and a feeling of emotion appeared in her eyes...

grass!

Luo Hong... can really kill the gods!

Even killing gods... is like slaughtering dogs!

The gods who are supreme disasters to the world are in Luo Hong's hands... but they can be destroyed by turning their hands!

The empress's plump mouth hangs a curve of smile, and her smile becomes brighter and brighter!

He is worthy of being the example of justice in the world. He is indeed a good example of dealing with evil worms like heaven and man that corrupt the world!

I have seen it for a long time!

Rumble!

The black clouds rolled, and there were roaring thunder.

The images of heaven and earth change for it!

The sky and the earth are storms, and above the sword-making platform of Wanjian Mountain, there are even thick black clouds that are as thick as the sky and the earth, as if they are mirrored, and there is a vast black cloud world that is about to be oppressed down.

Around Wanjian Mountain, a whistling wind was sweeping, and the trees were uprooted and rolled up, washed up into the sky, and the waterfalls were flowing backwards, like broken jade belts, flying everywhere.

On the martial arts field.

One by one, the disciples of the Wu family felt great pressure. This was the pressure of heaven and earth, and it was vast.

Wu Qinghua carried his hands on his back, and his mind controlled the sword energy to turn into a barrier, blocking all the magma flames that emanated from the center of the earth. If he was not controlled, these hot core magma would probably destroy Wanjian Mountain.

"The Sword Calamity..."

Wu Qinghua's plain clothes were constantly blowing and rolling. He stared at the black clouds that seemed to be crushing Wanjian Mountain, with a complicated expression.

The disaster of making swords... represents the disaster of the birth of divine weapons.

This is not the first time he encountered it. Two hundred years ago, the Dragon Bird Sword was successfully cast, and that time also caused the sword-casting disaster.

However, compared to the catastrophe of the Dragon Bird Sword, this catastrophe is even more difficult.

"Successful sword casting is only the first step, but the disaster in heaven and earth is the key to whether it can be overcome."

"It is impossible to overcome the disaster. If you die, you will die. If you will die. If you will die, you will die. If you will die...."

The three sword-casting masters also stared at each other.

What kind of sword is this?

Evil sword? Holy sword?

They can't say it, and they are not qualified to comment.

The magic weapon is based on the spirits of many evil cultivators and the meaning of thousands of swords as the soul, tempered with the essence of life, rewarded with the rules of heaven and earth...

Such weapons are unprecedented and no one comes after them!

The aura of war suddenly rose and rose, and the wind and waves swept across the sky and the sea of ​​clouds.

The world seems to be in tranquility.

The Wu family members on Wanjian Mountain, the gods and gods watching the battle around them, and some tourists from the world who came to hear the news all breathed.

Especially those gods, their faces looked a little ugly.

Luo Hong and the Empress killed the Heavenly Man and received the reward of the rule. After adding the essence of life of the Hu intercepted Hu to make a sword.

This made them understand that the ruthless man who can kill the gods is here!

This made them a little indignant and some murderous intent surged. How terrifying would it be to such a sword cast by a ruthless man who specializes in killing the gods?!

...

Luo Hong didn't care about them or the outside world.

After he successfully quenched his sword, he already felt a sense of cheering.

Luo Hong was hanging in the air, and there was a black gold hanging between the sky and the earth.

And the essence of life is washed away, and the evil evil will fade away.

At this time, the sword had already succeeded, but it caused a disaster. There were also many soldiers and swords on the sword-making platform of Wanjian Mountain.

These weapons and swords are baptizing this sword, making the sword extremely sharp.

However, there is one last step left.

For the new sword, break this disaster!

...

Anping County, Dongshan.

Jixia Academy.

Li Xiuyuan stood up, stretched, yawned, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and rubbed a ball of eye poop.

He pinched a peach branch and pressed it on the ground, looking into the east.
To be continued...