(Thank you for taking a look at the classmates and looking for the pink of the classmates of the Todo cat~!) The second update! Question: Are there any three watches today? Answer: Yes! ）

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The last celestial star stone melted into the sword body and fell.

The entire sword body was magnificent, and the golden sword in the ink-dyed body shook slightly, and the light passed away suddenly before it could spread out.

The sword array is only one-twentieth of the original capital god sword, and it is in a class of its own.

The divine sense penetrates, and the stars and stones are densely arranged together, layer upon layer, and the shadows are abundant, no matter from any angle, they all seem to be endless, and they are innumerable.

All the light on the Heavenly Star Stone was swept away by the golden sword, and there was no trace of spiritual light in the entire flying sword, just like an ordinary iron sword chiseled out with an iron hammer in the hands of mortals.

The ink-dyed cloth chief exhaled, and her temples jumped suddenly, even though it was a small part of the sword formation in the sword, it was extremely tugging at her mind, and she was exhausted.

This feeling of mental overdraft has not been experienced by her for a long time, and in terms of the strength of her divine consciousness alone, she, the late stage of Jindan, is not much worse than the monk of the early Yuan Infant stage.

But finally, it's done!

She smiled heartily, so sincerely, from the bottom of her heart.

Anyone could see that this woman, who couldn't hide her tiredness between her eyebrows, was very satisfied with the flying sword she had refined, and even extremely confident.

In addition to her, the other sword refiners had already completed the second part in advance, and the reason why they were so patient and waited for her to melt the heavenly star stone into the sword unhurriedly was because they were attracted by that mysterious technique.

You can't go behind closed doors, and communication is king.

In the cultivation realm, alchemists, refiners, and other people who practice the cultivation of the true arts are rarely so generous to announce their unique secret methods to the public, and most of them cherish themselves, but this does not prevent them from longing for and pursuing the unique secret methods of others.

On an occasion like today, learning from others is a kind of "stealing teachers" behavior that is tacitly approved. It's like an article. A large number of articles in the world are copied, to see who copies the most beautiful, and the same is true for cultivating the true arts, ordinary Dan recipes are within reach, but whether they can be refined into Dan depends on personal understanding and spirituality.

That's how it is today. How much they can comprehend depends on their creation.

The ink dyed clothes stabilized his mind, calmed down the true yuan spiritual power that was agitating in his body, and slowly turned around.

Most people are still stuck in the mysterious and mysterious feeling just now. I touched something, but it didn't seem to have anything, and I tried to recall the moment of realization just now, and completely ignored the past in the ink-dyed clothes.

The sword refiner who came back to his senses, after a little stunned, his face was very strange.

Before, they despised this arrogant woman extremely much, but they turned around and made a clever move. made them forget their original intentions, steal the teacher, and suddenly feel a little unautomatic.

Especially everyone's hands are still unconsciously copying the actions before the ink dyeing clothes, and they are caught on the spot.

Coughing lightly, he hid the not-so-obvious flush on his face, and avoided his gaze, not daring to look directly at the woman again.

The attention of the ink-dyed clothes is not on these people. Instead, he focused on the flying sword in front of the three firefighters.

There were only a few of the seven people who were not inadvertently disturbed by her.

Coupled with the unpretentious fine iron sword that was quietly suspended in front of her, a total of eight flying swords hung in the air.

The other seven swords, all of them are full of brilliance, domineering side leakage, and the edge is hidden or noisy on the surface, but they have the same qualifications, that is, they are extraordinary at a glance.

At first glance, it is not ordinary!

"What kind of array is she arranging? Seem...... Not complete. ”

"It seems to be a corner of a certain formation."

"If you can't make a battle, how can you compare?"

"What we want to compare is the method of arrangement. It's not the subtlety of the formation. If that's the case, then I might as well find the lost fragments of the formation. Arrange the sword at will, isn't it a sure win? ”

"Another trick ......"

Everyone was talking, but at this time the discussion was far less intense than before, and in the end, they sighed to themselves that the trick was as subtle as flowing water, and their words were much softer.

"Mo Xiaoyou arranged the Tiandu fragments?" Cheng Weikang asked gently, the kind smile on his face has never changed, and his gaze has always been wide and tolerant, like an elder looking at an ignorant junior.

"Master Cheng's good eyesight is indeed the main sword remnant formation of the Eighteen Sword Formations of Tiandu, with the power of dyeing clothes, only part of it can be cut off and spread in the sword." Mo Dye Yi said "humbly", only her humble posture is more like a display of Chiguoguo in the eyes of people.

"Although I don't know what kind of technique Mo Xiaoyou used, however, the Heavenly Star Stone that can suppress the remnant array in the sword has not been damaged, the old man asked himself if he could do it, refining the array, I will bow to the wind." Cheng Weikang admitted defeat very gracefully, the people of the Fire Barrier and the blood ghosts did not say a word, in terms of refining the array, the sword refiners here took Cheng Weikang as the strongest, he said that he couldn't do it, let alone others.

"Take!"

For so many years, there may be people who have been copied and refined in the eighteen capital god swords, and they are famous and dominant, but the sword has been extinct without a trace, Rao is these people are well-informed, and they will not think that the ink dyed clothes are because they have the most critical sword, so that they can be freed and released, and sweep away the spiritual light on the heavenly star stone in the sword, so that it retains its shape, but does not retain its quality, and the end is nameless.

"The first two games are warm-ups, and the last battle is the key battle. The Fire Resistant couldn't suppress that breath, and couldn't help but sneer.

It is undeniable that ink dyeing clothes has some ability, but the expressions in these two scenes are inevitably too tricky, so that they "follow the rules" and ...... It's hard to settle!

Mo Dye Yi stretched out his hand, grasped the hilt of the sword, held it, and waved it twice at will, the wind whirring.

"How about splitting the sword? How dare you resist fire? She asked indifferently.

Such an understatement infuriated Yuhuo, "The little girl surnamed Mo, I've put up with you for a long time, when your grandfather and I were arrogant, you were still in your mother's belly!" ”

"Is there a sword with a tongue? Resist the fire, put away your set, I am not a three-year-old child, let alone frightened, here today, I compete with you in the sword competition, with the sword in my hand to win or lose, he is outside, if you want to loosen your muscles, I am not afraid to play with you. Mo Dyeyi's eyes sharpened, his face was like frost, and he spat out cold words, with whose grandfather is long and short, if it weren't for the wrong time and place, she would definitely knock out his teeth, it was not her voluntarily to grow like this, is it really easy for her to bully when she looks weak?

"What a lizzy boy, if the old man doesn't teach you a lesson, you don't know why Huo'er is so popular!" The Fire Daoist gasped, and his eyes widened like bull's eyes, "I won't break the rules, it's a matter here, surnamed Mo, don't run!" ”

"I'm not running." Ink-dyed clothes said lightly.

She hadn't run for a long time, and now she was flying around saying that this old man was too outdated.

"To be fair, we'll only use one sword to split with you." The eerie way of the bloody.

The ink dyed clothes had no opinion, and watched them each cast a magic method to carry out the final step - into a sword.

The bloodcre pulled out more than a dozen bottles, and between his withered fingers was a parasitic orb.

The soul bead cracked, the soul of the wind-winged bird rushed out, and the head and face were sprinkled with blood, the mouth opened and chirped silently, trembling violently, the blood seemed to be high-temperature magma, drenching on the body was extremely painful, the wind-winged bird could not shake off, and could only let the blood seep into the soul.

The process was extremely weird, the faint blue-gray soul was dyed red by blood, and the eyes of the windwing bird that had lost their brilliance also became red like blood.

The blood demon grabbed the Windwinged Bird's neck and rudely stuffed it into the fine iron sword, and a bloody light rose from the flying sword, turning into silk threads, and tightly bound the Windwinged Bird.

The blade shook violently, and blood continued to pour out of the flying sword, burying the color of the fine iron.

The blood-stained soul of the Windwing Bird turned into the blood spirit of the flying sword, blurring a faint shadow of the flying bird's blood on the blade.

The four sword refiners who accompanied the prince to study saw the series of actions of the blood ghost master, and they had lost their heart, and quietly put away the flying sword and retreated.

Cheng Weikang was free and easy, knowing that he was not as willing to sacrifice blood as a blood ghost, so he smiled at the ink dyed clothes and walked on.

The Fire Dao man was extremely unwilling, but he himself knew that he was only better at the spiritual fire swagger, and the quality of the flying sword he refined was not bad, and the power of the same refined iron sword was really not as good as the blood ghost who was good at taking the crooked way, so he snorted heavily, broke the sword in his hand in half, and threw it down angrily.

The ink-dyed clothes moved quickly, took out two things, and slapped them on the flying sword, disappearing without a trace.

Her movements were very sudden, and everyone had never seen such a strange way of disappearing, and for a while, they were all stunned, trying to recall what she had taken out before, but found that the time was too short, and they didn't see it clearly.

The blood ghost has no sorrow or joy, as a demon cultivator, as a demon cultivator, as a demon cultivator swordsman, he can still live well, he has seen a lot of tricks like bluffing, he doesn't know if the ink dyed clothes are bluffing, and he doesn't need to know, he is cautious and suspicious by nature, if it is a fight for his life, he may observe for a while, and then test it, but it is just two swords against each other, what is there to be afraid of distinguishing the good from the bad?

What's more, he was impatient to verify that this girl had just asked someone to spread the word to him, and what was the way to make up for the lack of blood in his body.

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