"Tsk, what can escape from my hands on this continent?" Shangguan Xiaoyao said secretly in his heart, reaching out to caress all the power of the ground.

When he turned around, the haze on his face was hidden in front of everyone with his back, and the haze facing the storm had been revealed.

"Xiaoyao! forge a sword!" Feng Bamian's voice reached Shangguan Xiaoyao's ears, and then hit the wall in the backyard and sent it back, Shangguan Xiaoyao grasped the hilt of the Xiaoyao Sword under Feng Bamian's prompting, and used all his strength to pull it out of the Ding furnace.

The hilt of the sword did not move at all, and the Xiaoyao Sword seemed to have grown in the Ding Furnace, and even Shangguan Xiaoyao's feet had sunk into the dirt without the slightest change.

Seeing this, Feng Ba had already come down from the three-story attic and walked to Shangguan Xiaoyao's side, carefully studying the hilt of the sword and the scene in the fireplace.

"Bang!"

After all, the power of the Divine Venerable is not something that this gravel ground can bear, Shangguan Xiaoyao felt that the earthy yellow dust mist rose in his eyes instantly, and he only felt that his slightly sweaty body instantly became sticky.

Feng Ba floated in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao, as a soul, he was not affected by this fog at all, and stared at Shangguan Xiaoyao's hands tightly: "Gently pump outward, don't force it, guide your breath to pour into the furnace." ”

Then, even everyone in the attic of the Shanhai Residence could hear the loud sound below, and half of the Easy Sword was slowly pulled out of the Ding Furnace with thunder and lightning.

"It must be slow, once the force is exerted, the soul of the sword will be retracted again. Feng Bamian said, pressing his hands on Shangguan Xiaoyao's hands, controlling the speed at which Shangguan Xiaoyao pulled out.

With a dazzling flash, the unfinished sword embryo of the Easy Sword was finally displayed in front of everyone's eyes, and the drifting dust was burned by the fire in the furnace that had not yet been extinguished, and the air suddenly dried.

Ignoring the blazing sword body, Shangguan Xiaoyao was about to touch the Xiaoyao Sword with his fingers.

Walking in the air, Feng Bayian stopped him: "Xiaoyao! Have you forgotten the iron of the elephant? This sword is now a god-slaughtering thing, be very careful!"

His eyes widened suddenly, and Shangguan Xiaoyao finally recovered from his stunned state, and his pupils regained clarity.

"How to forge it next, this ordinary forging hammer can't temper a divine weapon that combines the iron of the elephant with the fire in the furnace at all. Shangguan Xiaoyao casually threw away the forging hammer that was originally considered hard, and the fire-phase aura that appeared on it showed a familiar smell.

"For a forging of Xia Chonglou's level, how could the hammer in his hand touch a God Realm weapon. Feng Bamian took the handle of the hammer and looked at the hammer body at the end, which had turned into an endless stream of molten iron. "Don't worry, I've got you covered with what you need to use. Then, the common thunder hammer from the divine realm. ”

As soon as Shangguan Xiaoyao touched the handle of the hammer, he felt his entire arm fall wildly, as if he was about to drag him down the abyss.

"What is this?!" Shangguan Xiaoyao barely stabilized his posture and gritted his teeth and asked Feng Ba Mian with both hands clenching his hands tightly.

Then he saw that the hammer in his hand touched the blade of the sword, but the hammer body was intact, only the surface was red from the brand.

"This is the true Imprint Iron, not in all worlds, not compatible with all things. Feng Eight-faced Old God watched Shangguan grasp the handle of the hammer with great difficulty, and it was rare to see this physically and mentally strong person in front of him deflated, which made him feel rare joy. "Back then, in order to capture such a natural divine hammer, it took a full thousand years to catch its movement in the Heavenly Realm of the Heavenly Realm, and it took another five hundred years to successfully catch it, and by the time it was completely manipulated like an arm, two thousand or three hundred years had passed. ”

"And then give it to me like this? Don't you feel distressed, Feng Bamian. The Yuan Force in Shangguan Xiaoyao's body was already running like a river, so he barely lifted the small square hammer with one hand.

Feng Ba looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao and lifted the square hammer before he showed a look of sudden realization, got up and stepped back: "The common thunder hammer made of Seal Iron, have you forgotten what will happen?"

Shangguan Xiaoyao suddenly felt that his hand sank again, and he was surprised to find that the Yuan Force in his body suddenly stopped running.

A loud bang appeared on the ground, and the eyes of the crowd in the fang market, which had become bustling again for a while, gathered on the mountain and sea residence, and then saw the dust filling from behind the three-story attic.

The whole air was filled with gray dust, and both the butcher in front of the board and the vegetable seller were scolding and walking towards Shanhaiju, trying to seek justice from the new shopkeeper.

Then they saw a white in front of them, and a thunderbolt in the flat air split the floating clouds of the zenith, and directly slashed to the rear of the mountain and sea residence.

"What is there in this dilapidated restaurant that can actually trigger such a thunderbolt?" a wandering monk with a Dao flag behind his back and a sack draped on his body muttered suspiciously, shaking his long beard. He was surrounded by a crowd of people who were frightened by the thunder and fled.

However, none of the vast crowd paid attention to him, and they passed by him in two groups in the narrow road, standing there as if they were an island in a great river.

"Dangdang. ”

His fingers tapped on the wooden door of the mountain and sea house, and the cloth-clothed priest stood quietly waiting for the two thin doors to open.

"Sorry guests, Shanhaiju does not have tea in the afternoon and does not serve guests. Hachi's head appeared through the crack in the door, and he looked at Fang Shi nervously and said, his two hands about to close the wooden door again.

Then Hachi saw the flag that the priest was carrying and pressed against the crack in the door, and then the tourist, who was covered in white, squeezed in through the small crack in the door.

Xiao Hachi's eyes showed a look of vigilance and confusion, looking at this Fang Shi who was full of nostalgia, it was not easy for him to expel him at this time, and he couldn't let him wander around in the middle of the mountains and seas at will—especially in the courtyard behind him, he must not let the forces that are not his own side see such a scene.

What's more, the blood stains left in the grass, and the familiar aura that permeated the bloodstains, already made him feel the aura of fear.

"Senior, may I ask Shangguan Xiaoyao behind?" Fang Shi bowed respectfully, causing Xiao Ba's complexion to change several times, and the body composed of the soul also flickered several times.

In the scattered dust on the first floor of the Shanhai Residence, Xiao Hachi and the white-clothed Fang Shi confronted each other silently.

"Come with me. In the end, Hachi turned around and led the priest towards the backyard.

There was another thunderclap, and Hachi had just opened the back door a crack, and the wide thick wooden door panel was thrown away by a huge force, and the huge wind swept with a whistling sound, and the robes of the two made a hunting sound.

Then he saw the Gonglei hammer raised by Shangguan Xiaoyao, and the ignorant thunder sounded again in the clear sky.

"Is this Shangguan free, Zhi Yao has found a good guy. Fang Shi pressed the hat on his head and squinted at Shangguan Yao's hands falling again. "No, if it goes on like this, some people will be brought in. ”

A few Dao talismans floated up on Fang Shi's body, and he went straight to the four walls of the backyard of Shanhaiju and pasted them.

Thunder shook from the sky again, but the roaring sound of heavenly wrath was not sealed in this small square courtyard as Fang Shi imagined.

"Do you still think this is an ordinary thunderbolt, and the last god in the world is so visionless?" Feng Ba silently appeared behind Fang Shi with the strong wind, and asked with a smile.

With the flash of lightning, Fang Shi's side face shone in Feng Ba's field of vision, and only that little bit of starlight could show a little bit of starlight in the black eye sockets.

Fang Shi smiled slightly, waved his hand to blow away the wind blowing, and his indifferent expression did not care about the divine aura that gradually filled Shangguan Xiaoyao's body.

"Father?!" Zhi Yao stepped on the stairs and followed the breath from the third floor, looking at Fang Shi's back with surprise on her face. "Why are you here? What happened in the divine realm?"

A gentle smile appeared on Fang Shi's face, and he turned around and gently hugged Yin Zhiyao.

"The barrier between the Upper and Lower Realms has been broken, and the avatar I left on the continent is finally put to use once again. Fang Shi's body was cold and lifeless, and it was only then that everyone realized that there was not the slightest breath of living in this body. "It just so happened to be in this city, and I followed my breath to the middle of the mountains and seas. ”

The rumbling thunder rang out again, and Zhi Yao, the only normal creature among the four, had already felt the dullness that was gradually spreading in the air, and the sky was gradually beginning to be clouded.

......

Shangguan Xiaoyao once again raised the Thunder Hammer high, and each time it was raised, the thunder of Heavenly Fury that fell down slashed straight at his body.

"This heavenly thunder is something from the divine realm!" Shangguan Xiaoyao secretly complained in his heart, and the body of the god could not bear the majesty of the crazy sound in the thunder of this day.

However, once the sword casting began, it could not be stopped unless the sword body was cast, and Shangguan Xiaoyao could only raise the Thunder Guiding Hammer again and again with the support of his will.

Fortunately, on this day, the thunder not only brought him pain, but also the rising meridian pathways and the strength around his body, and now he was much easier than when he had just started to lift the hammer, and the light of thunder and lightning had flashed between his gestures.

"Almost, let's get rid of the next one. Feng Bamian's voice reached his ears, and Shangguan Xiaoyao faintly had a bad premonition.

Then the hammer that had just been raised sank suddenly, and Shangguan Xiaoyao lay on his back on the ground.

The thunder did not hesitate to slash down, and the dust that was startled again covered the figure of Shangguan Xiaoyao who was slashed, making everyone unable to see the internal situation clearly.

The dripping raindrops fell from the nine heavens, gradually dissipating the dust that had drifted up, and Shangguan Yao's tired face reappeared in the field of vision.

"Feng Bamian, is there anything you can take out all at once?"