Improved again!

The Sword Casting Furnace once again broke through the grade, improved its texture, and obtained Heavenly Dao Infusion for the second time in just a few minutes.

Last time it was even more gorgeous and powerful, and even Xuanyuan couldn't help but be jealous.

"I think that at the beginning, the Xuanyuan Sword was only branded with a few Heavenly Dao marks, and this magic sword actually opened the door of the legendary Wonders and obtained the blessing of the Xuanyuan Dao."

Xuanyuan didn't know that it was the Sword Casting Furnace that really received the Heavenly Dao infusion and blessing, not the Demon Sword.

Otherwise, he would have been even more mad.

Before the magic sword, the first sword in the world was Xuanyuan Sword, and the first swordsman in the world was him Xuanyuan.

However, the birth of the magic sword changed everything, Fei Peng was the first god of war in the heavenly realm, and with the magic sword, his strength would inevitably go to the next level.

Feipeng is under Fuxi's seat, Xuanyuan doesn't dare to complain about anything, but now Feipeng is reincarnated, his will is sinking, and it is difficult to have a chance to wake up, the magic sword has switched to others, and Xuanyuan finally has a reason to be righteous and bright.

"Although the world is big, there is enough Xuanyuan!"

As he spoke, Xuanyuan's feet shifted to the left and right, his hands clenched the hilt of the sword, and the Xuanyuan sword was raised high and fell heavily.

This sword is slow, even slower than a toddler who is new to swordsmanship.

This sword was very blunt, and there was hardly a trace of sharpness in sight, and the gap was less than half a bit sharp.

However, Chonglou, who was facing this sword, suddenly tensed up, and the blood light in his eyes burst out more than three feet.

Reason told him that this sword was unstoppable, and it was better to retreat.

However, the arrogance of the demon and the hatred in his blood made him unwilling to escape.

There is only Chiyou standing and dying, and there is no kneeling living demon clan - this is the biggest and most essential difference between Chiyou and Xuanyuan.

"Holy Sword—Sword of Kings!"

Xuanyuan's voice was calm, neither yelling nor shouting, but his voice went straight to the heart and shook people's souls.

The earthy yellow light swirled around Xuanyuan's body, and the Heavenly Dao mark on the sword was activated, and the shadows of the sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers, grasses, farming, and animal husbandry, and the unification of the four seas emerged at the same time.

Millions of Li people knelt on the ground and bowed, hundreds of saints worshiped with devotion and sincerity, the four seas were leveled, the five grains were abundant, the world was one, and the people's hearts were in hand......

It's a sight that can't be described in words.

In a short moment, it seems to have passed for thousands of years.

The will of the people is irreversible, and the general trend is irreversible.

Under the wheel of history, any stubborn resistance will only be crushed to death, crushed, and crushed.

Rumble!

Xuanyuan's sword slashed at Yanbo's bloody blade, like a sledgehammer smashing nails, and Chonglou's body instantly became shorter, as if kneeling on the ground.

No!

He was still standing, his legs stiff, his spine straight, and even his head unyielding.

It was the ground beneath his feet that was broken.

Chonglou's body was deeply embedded in it, reaching up to his waist.

The Xuanyuan Sword was sealed by the Yanbo Blood Blade, and it was only three inches away from the heavy floor door.

Xuanyuan exerted force with both hands, and exerted further pressure.

However, the Holy Word, like the hearts of the people, cannot last long or be maintained.

The will of the people can be used, but it cannot be abused again and again, and if one blow is missed, nothing will be accomplished.

Rumble!

The heavy building suddenly erupted, and Xuanyuan stepped back three steps.

It's just that Xuanyuan's expression remains unchanged, but Chonglou is gasping heavily.

The blood flame rose, and in the swirling blood light, there were figures full of strong aura one after another.

Those are Chonglou's defeated subordinates, and they are the results and accumulation of his past thousands of years.

Fighting is the way he cultivates.

Cultivating in battle, becoming stronger in battle, and even more enlightening in battle.

It's a pity that there are no people in the world, and there are only a handful of heroes in the world.

In terms of quality, Xuanyuan is far inferior to Chonglou, but in terms of heritage, Chonglou loses Xuanyuan too much.

Xuanyuan glanced at the sword-casting furnace, and finally understood his mistake-the vision of heaven and earth was brought about by the sword-casting furnace, not the magic sword in it.

Thinking through this verse, an irrepressible greed surged in Xuanyuan's heart.

If he can get the magic sword, he will not be a simple human king, he can go further.

Those who live because of the sword will be crazy because of the sword and crazy because of the sword!

Xuanyuan slashed and forced the heavy building open, and his body rushed in, heading straight for Xi Tong.

Sonorous!

Chonglou's left hand Yan Bo Blood Blade held the Xuanyuan Sword, and with a horizontal swing of his right hand that was fast to the limit, tearing the space and cutting off the long beard under Xuanyuan's chin.

Looking at the black hairs scattered all over the ground, Xuanyuan's eyebrows faintly tended to be raised.

Looking at the restrained and shrinking demonic flames on Chonglou's body, as well as the unstable spatial fluctuations around him, Xuanyuan's brows jumped.

"This is the human world, if you cast the Heavenly Demon Disintegration, aren't you afraid that this heaven and earth will completely collapse?"

The long sword shook and pointed at Zixuan, and Xuanyuan asked, "Do you expect her to make up for the sky?" ”

Jian Feng pointed at it, Zi Xuan's expression did not move, she just muttered to herself, and then, the Heavenly Snake Staff slammed into the ground.

Airplanes!

A ray of light radiated from the center of the Heavenly Serpent Staff to the surroundings, instantly enveloping the space where the Sword Forge was located.

Everything around them quickly blurred, and everyone seemed to be pulled into the endless starry sky.

Space Transfer!

This is by no means the power that Zi Xuan can wield.

After all, she was just an ordinary little girl a few minutes ago, without any cultivation, even if she inherited her mother's power, it was impossible for her to grow so fast and so tall.

However, seeing the shining Sky Snake Staff, Xi Tong was relieved.

This must have been a spell that Nuwa had arranged a long time ago, and Zixuan just attracted it.

Xuanyuan stroked his sword and was silent.

He felt a hint of happiness in his heart, glad that he didn't make a move on Nuwa, otherwise it would be Nuwa who was presiding over the formation at this time, not Nuwa.

Rumble!

The body of the heavy building is like detonating something powerful, a majestic extreme, a force that is strong to the limit bursts out, revealing the surface of the body.

The rules around him were instantly chaotic and annihilated, and his feet were off the ground little by little.

The overflowing magic power flowed and outlined behind him, forming a magic wheel, and the dense rune seal characters were bright and dark on the wheel, as if the sky was full of stars.

The magic wheel has two layers, the inner and the outside, and slowly rotates in different directions.

With the rotation, the power of the heavy building rose rapidly, rapidly increasing, and the surrounding area of the rule collapse also spread rapidly, occupying almost half of the Sword Casting Workshop.

The light of the Xuanyuan Sword flickered, the virtual shadows of the sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers and plants condensed as if they were substances, and the surrounding rules and spaces were reinforced by the Xuanyuan Sword to resist the erosion and oppression of the heavy building.

Xi Tong secretly praised, this is the true face of Chonglou, the real strength of Chonglou, and it is also the desperate trick of Chonglou to press the bottom of the box.

It's a pity that it's not the right time to use it, Chonglou is carried away by hatred.

No matter how strong Xuanyuan is, he is only a thug under Fu Xi, and now he will use up Wang Zhan, how can Fu Xi's other backhands be broken? Fu Xi appeared in person, how should he deal with it?

Sonor!

Xuanyuan's finger flicked on the blade of the sword, and the phantom of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, grass and trees skyrocketed instantly.

"Chonglou, do you know what trick I used to cut off your father's head?"

Anger can make people powerful, but anger can also make people fallible – this is the most valuable lesson that Xuanyuan has learned from Chiyou.

Chonglou shouted angrily, and when he raised his hand, a dense demon blood bullet rushed out, and Xuanyuan blocked it with a vertical sword, turning into the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, grass and trees, and the demon blood bullet was instantly wiped out and invisible.

"Xuanyuan, today I will cut off your head with my own hands."

When Xi Tong was thinking about how to extinguish Chonglou's anger, a sigh came from beside him.

It's not Zixuan, it's Nuwa's sigh.