Ye Fan's movements were not fast, but in his hands, it seemed that he was in control of the rules of heaven and earth, the cycle of cause and effect, and even the Dark Supreme Great Enchantment could not stop it.

In an instant, the fruit of light in the center of the darkness fell into Ye Fan's hands.

"How is that possible?"

The angry voice of the remnant soul of the Moro God resounded through the heavens and the earth: "Stinky boy, who are you, how can there be such a powerful existence in your body?!"

For some reason, although the god Moro lost his body, he kept a wisp of remnant soul in this giant hammer.

It gathers the power of faith of thousands of tribes in the Amazon, as long as those devout believers still worship it, then it is an immortal and immortal existence, in terms of the power of divine consciousness, the huge earth, I am afraid that there are few people who can compare with it.

But now, the power that burst out of Ye Fan's body brought it an unprecedented sense of crisis.

"Hmph! The power of the deity is beyond the reach of a little pseudo-god of yours?"

Wei Lao manipulated Ye Fan's body, and the vast divine power was stirred, like an abyss like a prison, like the king of the gods descending into the world.

Only the king of the gods, the supreme god king who dominates the nine heavens and ten earths, the four seas and eight wildernesses, can have such a momentum.

"Give me refining!"

Say what you say.

The majestic and surging internal strength was frantically injected into the fruit of light, constantly washing and baptizing.

"No, ahhhh......h

The remnant of the god Moro screamed hysterically, but no matter how much it resisted, it was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, powerless to fight back.

After a few breaths, all of its consciousness was erased and turned into the most primordial and pure power.

The god Moro, which is believed in by thousands of tribes in the Amazon, has completely fallen.

"Xiaofan...... Refining this remnant soul consumes a lot of the power of the deity!Next, you can inject this bright fruit into the Thunder Tribulation Sword, and then cast the Heaven and Earth Crucible, you can make the Thunder Tribulation Sword give birth to a machine spirit!"

Wei Lao said, returning the control of his body to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's face was excited, and without any hesitation, he immediately injected the Bright Fruit into the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

However, although the consciousness of the remnant soul of the Moro God has been erased, the fruit of light contains the power of countless faith for thousands of years, how can it be so easy to refine?

The moment it touched the Thunder Robbery Sword, it immediately bounced off, and it was clear.

However, this is not difficult for Ye Fan.

"Nanming leaves the fire, burns the sky and destroys the world!"

The next moment, he carefully controlled Nanming Lihuo and wrapped the Thunder Tribulation Sword and the Bright Fruit.

Nanming is away from the fire, you are the first of the five innate fires, nothing does not burn, no matter how extraordinary the fruit of light is, it cannot resist such a divine fire.

After a while, the rich and pure power of faith, like snow meeting the warm winter sun, slowly melted and turned into a liquid state, nourishing the Thunder Tribulation Sword like a jade liquid.

The spiritual liquid turned into the power of these beliefs is extraordinary, and if ordinary people drink a sip, even if they do not become immortal, they can prolong their lives and avoid all diseases.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan suddenly spit out a large mouthful of precious essence blood and merged it into the sword, which was just the method of blood sacrifice recorded in the "Melting Pot of Heaven and Earth".

It is rumored that in ancient China, in order to refine the sword, the cadre Mo Xie picked the iron essence of the five mountains, the gold of the first mountain, waited for the heavens and the earth, chose the auspicious day, opened the furnace for forging, and the hundred gods came to watch.

However, after smelting for a long time, the gold and iron collected could not be melted, and it could not be made into a sword at all.

In order to melt the gold and iron, the cadre and Mo Xie both jumped into the furnace, sacrificed themselves, and forged two swords.

And now, Ye Fan has refined it with refined blood, and this sword will carry his brand, and once the machine spirit is born, it will confess to him.

Even if someone else snatched the sword from him, he would not be able to exert his might.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, in the Thunder Tribulation Sword, a high-pitched sword roar sounded, resounding through the heavens and the earth, roaring mountains and rivers, and shaking the stars.

When the ancient swordsmen clashed, the sword was not unsheathed, and it was the first to take the lead.

And now, the sword chant emitted from the Thunder Tribulation Sword is magnificent, vibrating and clear, piercing through the golden cracked stone, and soaring into the sky, revealing a majestic and domineering aura that dominates the world.

On the surface of the blade, thousands of blood-red lines suddenly appeared, densely packed and intertwined, like blood vessels inside the human body, revealing extraordinary spirituality, more mysterious than those divine weapons that had been tempered for thousands of years.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

At this moment, there was a sound from the Thunder Tribulation Sword, like earth-shaking thunder, and like the roar of an ancient beast, and the surrounding space was shaken and distorted.

But if you listen closely, the rhythm is like the heartbeat of some kind of creature, faster and louder.

In the end, it seemed that only this voice was left in the heavens and the earth, enough to reach the heavens.

At this moment, the Thunder Tribulation Sword can be regarded as truly completing its transformation.

Whether it is the blood veins on the surface or the heartbeat sound inside, it means that the Thunder Tribulation Sword is still giving birth to a true machine spirit.

……

With excitement, Ye Fan tried to release his divine sense and enter the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

The next moment, Ye Fan only felt that he had come to a chaotic space, where thunder flickered, and thousands of lightning rays were intertwined, just like the legendary Ancient Thunder Pool, revealing an extremely terrifying aura.

When he was refining the Thunder Tribulation Sword, Wei Lao was to trigger the Nine Heavens Thunder, and he also carved a mysterious formation in the sword.

Ye Fan didn't expect that there was still such a mystery in the Thunder Tribulation Sword, and Na Sumeru was like a mustard seed, which was similar to the Qiankun gourd.

However, these thunderbolts are too irritable, and if they were stored in them, they would turn into powder and shatter into slag in an instant.

After sensing the arrival of Ye Fan's divine sense, the thousands of lightning rays suddenly contracted, condensing a fist-sized light cluster, although the volume was reduced, the power in it was extremely condensed, without a trace of impurities.

Immediately after, the ball of light flew towards Ye Fan and hovered beside him, looking happy.

In this light cluster, Ye Fan could feel a strong sense of intimacy, and the blood dissolved in water, like the extension of his body.

There is a spirit in the sword!

Obviously, this is the sword spirit condensed by the Thunder Robbery Sword, just like a newborn baby, with pure thoughts, and after seeing Ye Fan, it is like seeing a "mother".

In a sense, Ye Fan gave it life and was its incubator!

However, in terms of energy alone, this Thunder Tribulation Sword Spirit is not weaker than a powerhouse in the Heavenly Realm at all, even if it is a peerless giant in the Hidden World Sect, it may not be able to subdue it.

The power of the Thunder Tribulation Sword has increased exponentially compared to before, just like the Jiao King, who has cultivated for nine hundred and ninety-nine years, has finally transformed into a dragon and soars above the nine heavens.

Although Ye Fan's martial arts realm has not broken through, his combat effectiveness has risen.

He had a strong premonition that he was holding the transformed Thunder Tribulation Sword, and if he encountered the Sword Saint Source Musashi again, he would probably not need to awaken the Chiyou bloodline to be able to win the battle.

What's more, this sword spirit has just been born, and it has the possibility of infinite growth.

Maybe it won't be long before it will be able to cultivate on its own and speak on its own.

Ye Fan learned from Wei Lao that there were many top-level Dao weapons and ancestral weapons in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and they could even transform into human forms and perform Dao methods, and their power was not much better than that of Immortal Venerables.

The next moment, Ye Fan entered a state of having no distractions and forgetting about things and himself, and began to cultivate in the chaotic space in the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

……

Minutes and seconds passed.

For most of the hour, a few miles east of this coast, a sudden light burst into the sky, tearing through the night as if it were day.

Then, from the light, a handsome and unparalleled beautiful man walked out.

A brilliant blonde hair as bright as the sun, facial features are well-defined and deep, like a Greek sculpture, the eyes are ice blue, looking arrogant, rich and sexy lips are slightly raised, with a mysterious smile, looking wild and uninhibited, evil and sexy.

Between the eyebrows, he reveals his innate dignity, just like a royal prince.

Wearing a slightly tight-fitting white suit, his perfect figure is fully revealed, and the top three buttons are opened, revealing strong chest muscles, even the top male models on the world stage are nothing more than that.

"Aha...... Arnold, you are trapped in the Broken Ding by a Chinese boy! You, the number one warrior of the Amazon tribe, seem to be unworthy of your name!" the blonde man teased.

Although Arnold was trapped in Qingding and couldn't see anything from the outside world, he still recognized the identity of the person who came through his voice, and hurriedly shouted:

"Sun King Apollo, you're here too!Hurry up and get me out, let's join forces and kill this kid together!"

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