With a heaven-shattering roar, the three magic weapons were instantly annihilated in the golden ball of flames.

Thundered.

Not to mention the three grandmasters, even Gulaman, who was the farthest away from the king disciple, could also feel the blazing energy of the flame in the king disciple's right hand.

"Forge of the Void..."

Gulaman narrowed his eyes and looked at the refining array at the king's feet, and then, his eyes burst with anger.

"White-clothed Sword Immortal, I have been in Europe for decades, and I have never heard of the act of directly upgrading the magic weapon to the Straight Spirit Weapon without the help of any materials, don't deceive yourself!"

Although Gulaman said this, his eyes never took off the hands of the king.

On those hands, the original three-door magic weapon had long since disappeared, leaving only the ball of flame that radiated like the blazing sun.

The king ignored Gulaman and only slowly opened his mouth.

"Raw stove!"

"Here comes the fire!"

"Fire!"

Every time he opened his mouth, the flames in the forge made by his flesh became more and more vigorous, and when the king disciple read the fire, everyone felt that their skin was about to be melted by the heat emitted by the ball of flames.

Seeing this, Gulaman could no longer remain indifferent, and commanded the other Guardians in that hoarse voice.

"Stop him!"

Bakalov and Massius immediately drew their spirit weapons and their bodies flashed, rushing towards the king disciples who were forging.

And at this moment, the crimson light in Wang Tu's eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth, and his voice was like thunder.

"Close!"

Rumble!

The ball of flame in the king's hand exploded, and a wave of fiery red heat swept through everyone present, and the dark night sky turned crimson, and the guardians felt naked and exposed to the scorching sun by the heat.

"What the hell!"

Bakarov turned his wrist and waved the giant scythe in his hand to disperse the flames around him, and when the flames from the flame ball finally dissipated, Bakarov could see clearly what was suspended in the left hand of the white figure.

A pair of flaming, blazing red bracers.

One rod turned into a golden whisk of dust throughout.

A flying sword that was pitch black.

With a wave of his left hand, the three transformed magic weapons were all returned to the three grandmasters, and the grandmasters stroked their new magic weapons with their hands—they should be said to be spiritual weapons at this time. You look at me, I look at you, and my eyes are also full of shock.

Gulaman looked at the three spiritual artifacts and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

"White-clothed Sword Immortal, this is your Void Forging?"

"It's just that you changed the color of these garbage magic weapons, and you think they really became spiritual weapons?"

"I repeat, spiritual artifacts are something that can only be made after hundreds of years of design and conception, don't use your inferior products to embarrass people......"

Before Gurlaman could finish his words, hundreds of pitch-black sword rains suddenly erupted from behind the king's disciples.

Whoa...

The speed of these hundreds of flying swords was so fast that the Guardians were a little unresponsive.

"Ahh

Mira suddenly spurted blue blood from her mouth and let out a terrible scream, unlike the flying sword that Tao Bozhong had just broken in two, this pitch-black flying sword actually easily pierced Mira's body, pierced her chest, and pierced through all her organs and tissues, which were half human and half fish!

"Mira!"

Bakalov stopped in front of Mira, wielding a giant scythe to block one black flying sword after another, and the flying sword slammed into his scythe blade, making a terrifying buzzing sound, which directly shattered Bakalov's tiger mouth.

Wei's face sank, and from that golden pupil shot out a golden spiritual weapon impact, shooting towards the black sword rain.

Boom Boom!

Unlike just now, the flying sword that should have been easily crushed hit the spirit weapon impact, not only did it not break, but even the momentum was better than a few points, and several flying swords that broke through the spirit weapon impact swept through Wei's body, cutting a big hole in his waist. 、

"Hmm!"

Wei, who had never spoken, could not suppress the sharp pain in his lower back at this time, and covered the wound with one hand and whimpered and made a sound.

Tao Bozhong stood two or three hundred meters away from these guardians, and from the pitch-black long sword he held in his hand, flying swords continued to fly.

With the gas war intent in his eyes, Tao Bozhong spoke passionately.

"This artifact...... Awesome!"

Ishubal and Tan Banlong fought in close combat at a speed completely invisible to the naked eye in the sky above the countless flying swords and sword rain, fist to fist, and a dull roar echoed in the night sky.

"Inferior Chinese dog, do you want to win me!"

Ishubal shouted, the deep sea runes in his arms emitting a strong brilliance, attacking the vital points of Tan Banlong's body with a speed of hundreds of punches per second.

Tan Banlong was silent, catching every punch thrown by Ishubal at the same speed, and the terrifying punch that had just made Tan Banlong almost shatter his finger bones became easy to deal with at this time. Seeing the moment Ishbal swung out his right fist, he squatted down and forced it underneath Ishbal, and the crimson golden cyclone in his bracer swirled.

"Broken!"

Tan Banlong let out a loud shout and threw his fists towards Ishubal's chest, like two golden lions galloping towards him.

Rumble!

Hit by an attack with a spiritual weapon at zero distance, all the sternums were shattered, and Ishubal spat blue blood from his mouth, flying tens of meters in the air, and a muffled hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"How... Possibly!"

Sigu stuck out his slender tongue and let out a hoarse chirp!

"Shhh

He shot a torrent of dark blue spells comparable to the convergence of more than a dozen electromagnetic rays towards Tan Banlong in the sky.

Before Tan Banlong could react, Huang Yuanzhi had already appeared in front of him, he had words in his mouth, and the golden whisk in his hand drew a circle in the air, and from that circle, a red golden spell energy collided straight with the sea scale energy shot by Xi Gu.

The two energies collided together, and it was actually Huang Yuanzhi's magic energy that was even better.

Xi Gu's golden slender pupils glared at the boss, he couldn't understand why the magic energy that was vulnerable in front of him just now could be comparable to his own attack in an instant?

Before he could figure it out, the dust in Huang Yuanzhi's hand flew in the air, drawing several spells out of thin air and adding them to the spell energy, and the impact that was even more violent than just now instantly annihilated the dark blue torrent shot out of Xi Gu's mouth, Xi Gu's face was shocked, and he closed his mouth and wanted to dodge, but the scope of that spell energy was too vast, and Xi Gu's entire slender right leg was annihilated in the spell energy and turned into nothing.

"Ahh

Sigu hissed in pain, blue blood spurting from the incision in his right leg.

Huang Yuanzhi looked at the dust in his hand with a surprised expression, and couldn't help but speak.

"The alliance leader is really powerful. ”

Then, Tan Banlong, Huang Yuanzhi, and Tao Bozhong flew in front of Wang Tu together, clasped their fists with both hands, and bowed to Wang Tu.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

This sect spirit weapon forged by the Wang disciples is not only as simple as helping them win the guardians, with this spirit weapon, it also means that the strength of these three sect masters will increase instantly, and the influence of their sect will definitely be even greater in the future. They could never have imagined that they, who had originally come to help the king's disciples, would receive such a thing.

After all, the gap between the magic weapon and the spirit weapon could not be made up by cultivation alone.

Wang Tu just nodded.

"They are all from the Wang League, so there is no need to thank them. ”

Then, the king raised his head slightly, looking at Gurama, who had a crazy look and wanted to tear the king to pieces right now.

At Gulaman's side, several of the newly injured Guardians lay there, groaning in pain.

The corners of Wang's mouth curled, revealing a provocative smile.

"Guramaan, whose spirit weapon is inferior, I think you should know in your heart, right?"

"You're looking for death!"

Gulaman was provoked by the king's disciple like this, and immediately let out a sharp roar, the golden staff in his hand instantly appeared, the red sharp horns on his back spewed something like steam, and the whole person rushed towards the king's disciple with the prestige of rocket artillery.

Where would the king retreat, he drew his red crystal sword and greeted him.

Clang!

The two weapons sparked in the air and slammed into each other.

"White-clothed Sword Immortal, have you forgotten something?"

Gulaman looked at the king from close range, but a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"You seem to know the Sea Scales very well, but have you forgotten what the Sea Scales are best at?"

Guraman spoke, and an ominous black glow continued to condense on the golden staff.

When the king heard Gulaman say this, his face changed slightly, and he shouted loudly at the three of them.

"Get out of the way!"

But the jet-black torrents of spells in the staff of Guramana had already shot towards Tan Banlong and the others, completely annihilating the three of them!