A few days later, beside the extremely hot sword casting pool, dozens of sword slaves were busy in an orderly manner.

Nangong Wuself was bare-armed, revealing his strong muscles, and was doing the final material examination.

Chen Fan cut 36 ink bamboos into exactly the same length as the most primitive sword blank.

Because the ink bamboo contains an extremely terrifying thunder spirit qi, even Nangong Wuself can't do the first step of 'cutting it off'.

Even Chen Fan, just by cutting off this step, he has already suffered a lot.

If it weren't for the fact that his lightning control skills had reached an extremely subtle level, he would have been scorched by thunder and tender inside.

"If this continues, the first step alone will take at least half a month. ”

Chen Fan's hair was unkempt, and he didn't have the demeanor he had before.

At this time, Nangong Wuself came over, he looked at the ink bamboo that entered the 'Sealing Spirit Pool', and muttered: "It's too slow, the old man is already itching, these purple gold ink bamboos have absorbed the things that are just to the yang between heaven and earth, and if you want to break them, you have to go to the yin and soft things, but like this...... Cutting off will also lose its spiritual power, if there are those legendary materials that can absorb spirits, not only will the efficiency increase, but even the power of the flying sword will have special effects...... It's a pity that now my Nangong family ...... But there are no such strange things. ”

When Chen Fan heard Nangong Wuself's words, his expression moved, and with a palm of his hand, a fist-sized piece of meteorite iron appeared in his hand.

This is when he crossed the catastrophe that day, after the accidental fusion of the Sun and Moon Divine Sword, it was dissolved into a piece by the power of thunder and lightning, and it was also the last material left after the baptism of the Sun and Moon Divine Sword and the materials of the broken sword.

"Huh......"

Without waiting for Chen Fan to introduce, Nangong Wuwu almost snatched it, his eyes were shining, and he kept rubbing it with his calloused hand, and muttered, "That's right...... That's right, it's the Sun, Moon and Star Diamond...... It has the effect of absorbing and exhaling all souls...... Back then, our Nangong family also had such a piece ......"

Nangong Wuwu suddenly stretched out his hand, patted Chen Fan's shoulder, and said in an almost pleading tone: "Boy, the old man helped you refine a whole set of flying swords, can you give me a little ...... As long as the size of a fingernail is enough......"

"Good. ”

Chen Fan replied without hesitation.

"In this way, you will be optimistic, a set of peerless flying swords will be refined in the hands of the old man!"

Nangong Wuself flew up with a swish, grabbed the iron chain above the sword casting pool with both hands, his hands showed a flame pattern, and roared: "Open the furnace ......"

Suddenly, the thirty-six sword slaves returned to their places, and soon, a huge furnace gradually rose from the ground, rolling heat, mixed with terrifying temperatures, even Chen Fan was very uncomfortable.

Soon, Nangong Wuself placed the fist-sized meteorite in a closed ball, urging the firepower, and soon, sparks flew out from different fire holes.

Under Chen Fan's control, one by one the ink bamboos were submerged into the fire holes, and the thirty-six sword slaves all urged the fire dissolving array and began the first step of dissolving the sword......

A few days later, starlight fell from the sky, and disappeared into the sword washing pool of Nangong's house.

This scene shocked many people.

It's a pity that someone with a heart came to investigate and found that the mountain gate of Nangong's house had been sealed and was not allowed to enter at all.

And just when the Nangong family's sword washing pool continued to have visions.

The ancient city of Golden Loulan, which was spread among the hidden gates, actually appeared from the sky above the Western Regions in the Alan Mountains, in the depths of the grassland, less than a thousand miles away from the stronghold of the Golden Ancient Witch.

On this day, the Golden Ancient Witch in the depths of the grassland sent the Twenty-Eight Constellation Golden Witches to cover the Golden Loulan Ancient City with a strange golden banner, trying to take it for themselves, which made the monks of the world angry.

Under the joint attack, the ancient city of Golden Loulan rained a 'golden rain' from the sky, turning the entire grassland into a golden world.

Countless gold diggers went crazy.

The major hidden sects were unable to stop all this, and it was not until recently that the people of the Hidden Gate Elders' Church came forward to hide the entire grassland where the miracle had occurred with the Great Array of Sealing Mountains, and this farce was ended.

......

At the foot of Alan Mountain, the snow eagle is circling, and under the mountain range, a yurt house with the mark of the sect is hostile to the grassland.

In the yurt room full of prayer flags in the wind, the chief presiding officer of the Dayin Temple, Miaokong, was wearing a gold glazed robe, and behind him, the new left and right protectors closed their eyes.

The Three Venerables, the Four Great Kings, the Eight King Kongs, and the Sixty-four Arhats.

The ancient Buddhist Sanskrit sound continues to soar into the sky in the grassland yurt, so that the snow eagle also stomps.

A gust of wind suddenly rose, and the sound of Brahman was mixed with the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling.

All the monks stared.

Myokora also opened the eyes of the Buddha.

I saw that in the yurt, there were twenty-eight more ancient witches with ox bones and sheep bones, these twenty-eight ancient witches seemed to jump but not jump, and the strange crutches in their hands emitted a blue light, and in an instant, twenty-eight different light points were formed, and different pictures such as cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods were conjured.

The faces of the Grand Presiding Priest Miaokong and the left and right Dharma Protectors were slightly better, and the rest of the Venerable Vajra and his Arhats all showed frightened expressions, and the Sanskrit sound disappeared.

But at this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and I saw an old man of short stature, dressed in gold and black, with three eagle tails on his head, walking in.

This person is the Witch King of the Golden Ancient Building, Fu Luo! That is, the younger brother of the Ancient Tomb Futian!

With a pair of eyes like an eagle falcon, he sat down and said in a hoarse voice: "In my heart, there is only one Rulai, that is Yan Sha, the big host, you are wearing a robe like Lai, but the cultivation is not yet, you raise the temple to the grassland, and violate the rules of my golden ancient building." ”

Miaokong has changed his appearance, looking like a laughing Maitreya, in the face of Fu Luo's aggressiveness, he folded his hands and said: "Senior Brother Rulai took away my golden body that has been practicing for thousands of years, Lao Gao's stinky skin is not used, to ask for a wisp of opportunity, I smell 'Loulan gold is full of sand, the ancient years are endless, the golden body of the big sound is dressed in Jialuo, looking back at the upper realm and giving birth to Huafa', Senior Brother Fu Luo, you also want to stop me?"

"Hahaha...... Rumors are rumors after all, since the ten heavens were sealed, there are no ascended monks in this world, and the golden Loulan is just a dream after all, Miao Kong, retreat quickly, and recite the Buddha for another three thousand years. ”

As he spoke, Fu Luo waved his hand, and the entire yurt disappeared at once, and a black ghost bone and black banner covered the sky and the sun, and the ghost was full of spirit.

Miaokong's complexion changed greatly, and the monks were about to make a move, but at this moment, a strange ancient mirror suddenly appeared in the sky, and the ancient mirror emitted the light of yin and yang, and from under the sky cover, a yin and yang gossip array was formed on the ground with a radius of 100 miles.

"Qiankun Mirror? Daomen Lao'er, you can't come to join in the fun!"

Fu Luo raised his hands to the sky, and an ancient mirror became brighter and brighter.

I saw the breeze coming in the wind, and the clothes were fluttering.

Behind him, followed by four veterans with gossip patterns.

"Wu Zun, long time no see. ”

Feng Qing waved the dust, his face was thin and indifferent.

However, Fu Luo was muscles jumped horizontally, and with a sudden wave of his hand, a huge ghost head flew out of the ghost flag, making a strange laugh, and flew towards Fengqing and the four old Daoists.

Feng Qing held the dust in his hand, without the slightest intention of making a move, seeing that the huge ghost head was approaching, the sky suddenly thundered, and the ghost head wailed, rolled to the ground, and turned into wisps of black smoke.

After the thunder, a man with a national character face appeared out of thin air, and his powerful aura, centered on him, dispersed in all directions, and at the same time, countless hidden door tokens surrounded him, forming layers of strange barriers.

The hidden monks who gathered in the grassland were shocked when they saw this person.

"It's him...... President of the Hidden Gate Presbyterian Church...... That ancestor of the Fu family!"

"I didn't expect even this person to come...... Isn't he the guardian of the Chinese secular and hidden gates......"

"It is said that this person's combat power is unrivaled in this realm......"

"Invincible...... It is said that this ancestor of the Fu family once sealed the interface seal of the Ten Realms Mountain...... Stopped the invasion of the aliens......"

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