Chapter 545: Devouring the Sun, the Moon, and the Meteor
Both weapons, whether long swords or discs, are thick and heavy.
The body of the long sword and the relief on the back of the sword are like burning fire. The disc is different, and the patterns on it tend to be cold.
One sword and one plate, the two objects were held in Long Wenmu separately. Wuwang Sword had already flew back to his ring of heaven and earth. Around him, countless weapons were floating, but these weapons no longer launched an attack.
It seems like some kind of worship.
Long Wenmu didn't pay attention to the surroundings, and looked at the hands wholeheartedly. Such a long knife and such a thick wheel, it seemed like a knife and a shield when he held it in his hand. Of course, he knew from the depths of his instinct that this circle was
The disc is not a shield.
With a gentle wave of the knife, the knife energy lifted up dust on the ground.
Rust is stained, but this is not what these two demon soldiers look like.
Since Long Wenmu held these two demon soldiers, he could sense the agitation of the two things that was like a heartbeat. This agitation was completely in line with his breathing and heartbeat, and it was like a part of his body.
It is worthy of being a demon soldier made of soul demons, and his compatibility with him is perfect. I gradually understand the real purpose of the Chenfeng Valley test.
The higher the degree of fit between the weapon and itself, the greater the power it can exert when used, so that the power of the weapon can be fully exerted.
Long Wenmu's hand holding the knife used a little force, and a sharp edge flashed in his eyes. He lowered his voice in a voice that only he could hear: "It's time to wake up!"
Every word he spitted out from his mouth was invisible solemn, extracting demonic power from his dantian and pouring demonic power into two demon soldiers. The throbbing from the two demon soldiers became stronger and stronger, and the encouragement was repeated
Like a drum beats.
The rust on the long knife and the disc faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing its original black sieve. The tip of the sword gradually became sharp, like an invisible grinding stone on it.
When the rust faded and the sharpness was revealed, Long Wenmu's hands suddenly sank and two weapons hit the ground heavily.
So heavy! With Long Wenmu's arm strength, it is difficult to lift it. These two weapons seem to be pressing against two mountains!
Long Wenmu's arms bulged with blue veins. He never thought that one day he would use such a heavy weapon.
He bit his teeth and shouted softly: "Get up!"
The demonic power in the body poured into the two demon soldiers like a storm. As the demonic power poured in, the carvings of the flames on the long sword suddenly twisted, and the white heat flowed along the lines, and then the blade lit the white white
Flame! The heat waves surging, like a storm of sun.
On the other side, the heavy disk rose from the ground, and a "swish" sound suddenly shattered. It was not a break, but a part of it was separated. The disk separated the circle with a position close to one side.
a piece of it.
The huge plate lacked a circle in the middle and turned into a curved crescent moon that was almost connected to the end! The crescent moon was sharp at the edges, and the whole was extremely thick, with several clusters of pale demon fires dotted on it. This is a moon-shaped wheel knife!
The separated circle is divided into nine diamond-shaped blades. The blade is sharp and also set off by a firelight. When it flies like a firefly, it has a sharp sound of splitting the air.
It was not until now that Long Wenmu finally realized that this huge roulette was not a weapon, but two! And these two pieces, whether the moon wheel or the nine flying blades, were all objects of power.
At this moment, a strange sense appeared, and several names suddenly appeared in his mind.
He stared at the long sword in his hand and whispered in a daze: "Yang-Devouring Sword..."
Looking at the huge moon wheel again: "Minyue wheel..."
Look at the nine flying blades again: "Meteorite Sand..."
The Yang-Devouring Sword! The Moon Wheel! The Meteorite Sand! It is the name of these three demon soldiers.
Although the weapon was a little different from his original expectations, he was not dissatisfied with any dissatisfaction and even wanted to laugh out loud.
Synchronizes with your own breath because these three demon soldiers are made of soul demons. The white demon fire on them is clearly the fire of the dragon bird, which means that the bones of the dragon bird are also integrated into these three demons.
Among the soldiers, the original color of the three demon soldiers was black, and they exuded inexplicable pressure in their hands. The scales of the nine heavenly demons must have been integrated into them.
These are three demon soldiers at the level of the Demonic Demon, and two demons have been integrated into it. Even because of the Nine Infant Scale, the level of these three demon soldiers may still be ordinary demons.
Above the demon soldiers.
Long Wenmu gently lifted the blade, and since the demon power was poured in desperately, the weight had been reduced a lot. The fire was raging, swallowing and spitting out the scorching wind and waves. The moon wheel behind it was spinning, and every pattern on it was flowing.
Fluorescence. Nine streams of lights fly around themselves like stars chasing the moon, and they are much easier to control than Wuwang Sword.
Long Wenmu's feet left the ground and slowly soared into the air. Below him, thousands of blades turned into a long dragon and followed him.
The demon soldiers have spirits. The three things in Long Wenmu's hands even surpassed the level of ordinary demons, and were equivalent to a king-like existence in the Tibetan Sword Valley.
Long Wenmu stopped in the air, and the endless weapons behind him were also suspended and still.
Long Wenmu tilted the Yang-Devouring Sword beside him, and white flames licked every part of the blade. The flames rose up, presenting the phantom of a ferocious beast.
The phantom is exactly the same as the soul demon that transformed into a desolate demon. Long Wenmu held a knife in his hand, but it seemed like he was holding a living monster.
He turned around and waved his sword, and a beast roar resounded throughout the entire Canyon Valley. The pale sword light soared into the sky with the fire. The sword light sprinkled towards the clouds above his head, and the clouds that blocked the canyon were cut open from it, and the undecreasing sword light rushed forward.
Toward the endless sky!
Feng Jie and others above the Tibetan Sword Valley were waiting for Long Wenmu to find the demon soldiers and return.
Since Long Wenmu has refined the source stone of the Soul Yuan Demon, the people present will not worry about his failure and return, but are just thinking about how long it will take him. And this kind of waiting is until the sword light of the white fire soars into the sky.
rise.
After the sword light, Long Wenmu's figure flew out quickly from below...
"So fast." Zhou Duo thought that Long Wenmu could come out safely, but he didn't expect that he was so fast. But this undoubtedly proved that he was quite in line with the demon soldiers, otherwise there would be no reason to find it so quickly.
However, Long Wenmu's figure flew out from below, and countless demon soldiers followed behind him. The demon soldiers flew like cows and whispered together, like dragons coming out of the sea of clouds. This scene doesn't matter.
Different people were stunned. Even Feng Jie had seen countless worlds like this, frowned.
Long Wenmu's figure flew into the sky, and his cheerful laughter echoed all over the mountains and fields.
After a long time, Long Wenmu fell back to the front of the cliff, holding the Yang-Devouring Sword in his hand, hanging on the Moon Wheel with his back, and the meteorite sand surrounded his body. The demon soldiers following him were suspended around, and they were everywhere when they saw it.
"Thank you for creating the demon soldiers for me." Long Wenmu solemnly thanked Feng Jie.
Feng Jie, Feng Du, and other women kept nodding. In addition to their praise for Long Wenmu, they were more shocked by tens of millions of demon soldiers.
There are so many demon soldiers in the Cangjian Valley that are so numerous that they are difficult to count. Not to mention all of them, half of them are drawn out by Long Wenmu. I can’t remember how long it was before when such a strange phenomenon appeared in the Cangjian Valley last time.
"It's time for life, and there is no need to thank you." Feng Jie said.
People in Chenfenggu all have the same nature. They devoted themselves to casting weapons for their entire lives, and hoped that every demon soldier could find the most suitable person to use. In fact, not to mention Chenfenggu, they are the casting weapons in the whole world, most of them are
There is such a belief.
These three weapons are most suitable for Long Wenmu, and Feng Jie is also happy about this.
Long Wenmu touched his chin, and seemed to have some sense again. He shook his body gently and whispered: "Come on!"
Three weapons turned into flowing light and flew into his body. There was a burning sensation on the back of his hand. He looked down and there was a sun, a moon, and a star mark on the back of his hand. The mark lighted for a moment and then disappeared.
Go down.
It is not surprising that the demon soldiers built by Dust Fence Valley have such characteristics.
Long Wenmu touched the back of his hand, full of joy, and looked at the many demon soldiers who were still scattered behind him.
"These……"
It is not Long Wenmu's original intention to trigger these strange phenomena. These demon soldiers behind them are from the level of the small demon to the level of the bloody demon, and Long Wenmu didn't know what to do for a while.
Feng Jie cleared his throat and said solemnly: "So you go into the valley to find the demon soldiers. Since you brought it out by you, it should belong to you according to reason..."
Feng Jie said this and saw that Long Wenmu had taken off the Qiankun ring and rolled up his sleeves.
"But!" Feng Jie continued with a dark face, "The demon soldiers in Cangjian Valley are the foundation of my sect, and you must not take them away. You can choose a few of them by yourself."
Feng Jie was worried that if he didn't say this, this kid would have the courage to take all of these away. This little bastard doesn't seem to be a good guy.
Long Wenmu grinned and embarrassedly sucked his head. Feng Jie didn't have the following sentence, so he planned to borrow a few Qiankun rings from Zhou Bian.
Just a few pieces, it’s better than nothing. The demon soldiers you should have gotten, and there are gifts, so why not do it?
Why did these demon soldiers follow him like a pilgrimage? Long Wenmu guessed that it was related to the three newly obtained demon soldiers. Although the details were unknown, it was not a bad thing.
He released his spiritual consciousness and picked up more than ten pieces from it. The pieces he picked out were at least of the level of the Demonic Demon, which made Feng Jie and his group of people feel deeply hurt.
"Select it." Feng Jie asked in a deep voice.
Long Wenmu was about to speak, but Feng Jie raised his finger and slashed his finger. Thousands of demon soldiers seemed to have received some instructions, falling back to the bottom of the valley like rain. How might it be when it came out? How spectacular it was when it returned.
All the demon soldiers flew back, and the separated clouds gathered again.
Long Wenmu just wanted to say that he would wait a little longer, but Feng Jie would not leave him a chance.
I thought I could only have a few items, but I shouldn’t be too greedy as a human being. If I really want to empty the foundation of the Dust Valley, a few old guys must find a place where no one can bury themselves secretly.
This trip to the Dust-Covered Valley requires Feng Jie to give instructions and then to create a weapon. Then he obtained three hand-made demon soldiers and gifts. He gained a lot of money and no regrets.
He thanked Feng Jie again solemnly, this time thanking Feng Jie for taking care of him everywhere. Feng Jie waved his hand and asked Zhou Bi to send Long Wenmu away.
Long Wenmu's goal has been achieved, so he naturally does not have to stay in the dusty valley for a long time. He can leave after he is cleaned up.
Long Wenmu followed Zhou Bi's return, while Feng Jie and the other two elders stayed there.
After walking far away from Long Wenmu, the third elder Feng Du sighed: "Ten thousand swords came out of the valley, this kind of wonder has not appeared for a long time."
"I'm afraid it's been hundreds of thousands of years." The woman thought about it and said.
"The only thing that can trigger such a wonderful scene is the only weapon made by the Heavenly Demon material," said Feng Du.
The Heavenly Demon is the ancestor of all demons. Even if there are only two scales, it has such a miraculous effect.
The woman nodded and had a sudden whim: "You said, can the things that this kid has obtained be included in the magic weapon list?"
After being silent for a long time, Feng Jie finally spoke: "The 108 weapons recorded in the Demon Soldiers' Chart are all integrated with the body of the Heavenly Demon. The three items he obtained are already met. However, whether they can be included in the Chart depends on him.
How to warm up. Such demon soldiers can already give birth to innate spirits, and are related to their main loss and prosperity, and may not be unchanged in the future."
Feng Du and the woman nodded in agreement after hearing this.