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But Fu Tuwei still didn't stop watering, he carried qi and blood, and new blood was constantly created. As the blood poured out, the long sword with a hollow inside was exposed, but the blade became smaller and smaller.

With the performance of Fu Tu Wei, mysterious lines emerged and were engraved on the sword body.

The sharpness of those shows gradually becomes restrained with the evolution of the lines.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was three days later.

Fu Tu Wei took a deep breath and stopped, even if he cultivated like him, it was not an easy task to continue bleeding for three days like this.

But it's all worth it.

Fu Tuwei looked at the sword forged by the red water in front of him, and his slightly gloomy eyes were full of joy.

The sword is three inches long, has no hilt, and is hollow inside.

The bright yellow sword body is full of dense lines, especially the real name of this sword, which is spread out, and no one can see it except its owner.

The prototype of the war is completed at this moment.

But if you want to temper a soldier, you still need the most important step.

Soldiers and gods are in harmony!

Fuse this sword embryo with the warrior god form, and only in this way can a real warrior be formed.

Originally, the original idea of Fu Tuwei was to use the fortune of the dynasty to directly forge the god form of the warrior that existed in the spiritual will, get involved in reality, and achieve the soldier.

Moreover, his warrior god form has been completed ninety percent of nine.

However, because of his death, because the dynasty changed hands......

He had to think of something else.

So, there is the sword in front of you.

In fact, if he is really a ruthless person, he, the first king of the dynasty, can still win the fortune of the dynasty and temper the divine soldiers.

But how could he bear it?

Fu Tuwei shook his head, a little stunned.

The next moment, his eyebrows cracked, and a trace of golden soul blood flowed down the silver-white color.

Zheng!

There is a sword sound clear and high-pitched, coming from the eyebrows of Futu Wei, and immediately, a brilliant sword emerges, rising and falling in front of Futu Wei, like a king in the sword, king the world.

The three-inch small sword was also trembling, and the sound of the sword echoed, but compared to the divine sword, it looked a little immature.

Zheng!

With a sword roar, Fu Tuwei stared at the royal dao divine soldier, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this guy actually didn't look down on the sword cast by Chishui......

"Buzz!"

The little sword trembled violently, and it was a little annoyed.

"Zheng!"

What about the annoyance, Excalibur turned a blind eye and ignored it at all.

"Buzz!"

The little sword moved slightly, and a flattering sword spirit appeared, allowing Fu Tu Wei to catch it, and suddenly a sense of surprise appeared on his face, and he had a bad premonition.

Is this still the sword he wants......

He felt as if he had been caught in the puddle of red water.

Even the divine sword was also shocked by the flattery of the little sword, and the power of the brilliant sword froze at that moment.

This is the sword body that the master chose for it?

What is this?

Excalibur doesn't look down on the little sword even more.

......

The two are spiritually incompatible, and Fu Tuwei will not force them.

This is the difficulty of forging soldiers.

Many people refine pieces of refining materials with spirit and integrate them into the god form, rather than directly asking someone to cast the prototype of the warrior.

Therefore, it is difficult to have lethality before the soldiers are refined.

Spirituality is not tolerated, this is the disadvantage of asking someone to refine, even if Fu Tuwei encounters it, he can only give up.

Otherwise, I really don't know what will become of this soldier.

But the next scene made Fu Tuwei stunned and stunned.

What did he see?

The little sword that showed flattery, actually took advantage of the moment when the sword power of the divine weapon was stagnant, and it exploded, and a tragic sword intent that had no return rushed into the sky, and the small sword cut through this space, and suddenly appeared in front of the divine sword, Huo Ran collided!

Boom!!

The loud noise was monstrous, and the little sword actually took the opportunity to take advantage of it, and at the moment when the divine sword revealed its flaws, it merged with it.

It's too fast, even Fu Tuwei didn't expect it, let alone stop it.

In this way, the soldier and the god are merged!

The soldiers are done, but is this still the soldiers he wants?

Three hours later, Fu Tu Wei smiled bitterly, looked at the small sword that kept flying around him, and couldn't help but shake his head.

There is only one natal spirituality in the god form, not to mention the sword spirit, all of which will give the little sword a chance.

But the flattery revealed by the little sword made Fu Tuwei's liver ache.

Chi Shui didn't put any back hands on the little sword, but a sword that could show flattery......

How did this guy make this sword?!

Fu Tuwei couldn't figure it out.

Looking at the soldiers whose spirituality is beginning to appear, it is hard for Fu Tuwei to imagine what it will become in the future?

The swordsman would rather bend than bend.

However, looking at the three-inch small sword revolving around him in front of him, Fu Tuwei smiled bitterly.

That's fine.

So be it.

Nine times out of ten, how can everything be as you wish if the world is unsatisfactory?!

Now that it has been done, let it be treated.

Fu Tuwei exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his mind moved, wanting to take this little sword into his body to nourish.

However, that nascent will is unwilling to reveal grievances.

Don't you want to be nourished by qi and blood?

In that case, as you wish.

Fu Tuwei no longer had any hope for this soldier, let it go, let it go.

......

Looking at the ruined world in front of him, Fu Tuwei did not move, the tomb that once buried him, the monument that the woman erected for him, and the four words she wrote......

None of this left a trace in his heart.

Because of decisiveness, the heart is traceless.

Fu Tuwei looked up, the sky was broken, and he could see nothingness, and this place was about to be destroyed.

And it's time for him to leave.

What did the last reincarnation of the body that did not return, after discovering the traces of the little guy's life in Optics Valley?

He wondered if he had seen it in the face of the last reincarnation paw print, another of his own choices.

Shaking his head, Fu Tu Wei sat cross-legged on the ground.

There was one more thing he needed to do before leaving, otherwise, he would have to completely transform into a soul body before he could find his pre-transcendent physical body.

Bitter Sea!

He wanted to survive in death and chose to detach, but he didn't expect to take the initiative to step into this endless sea of suffering again at this moment!

Fu Tu Wei closed his eyes, and the dark gold and colorless blood in his body rushed rapidly, faster and faster, and even in the end, it was like a thunderous sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

Thundered!

The thunder sound of heaven and earth erupted in Fu Tu Wei's body, and the power of his bloodline flowed to the extreme.

In the next moment, there was a bang, and Fu Tuwei's mind went blank.

Then he threw his mind into his body.

What a scene it was!

It's amazing, an inexplicable and indescribable power is derived in the body, it is like a dragon coiling on the dantian sea, stirring up the wind and clouds.

Dao Jin!

This is Dao Jin!

The bloodline is derived, and the path at the beginning of cultivation begins here.

This realm, in those ten ancient lands, is called sentient beings!

Recite!

Qing Yue's sword groaned pleasantly, and the three-inch small sword coiled, like a rainbow of light, crisscrossing around Futu Wei's body.

At this moment, there was no mountain power in Fu Tu Wei's body, only pure qi and blood, milky white soul blood.

That dragon-like strength, turning over rivers and seas, swallowing qi blood and soul blood, became condensed and coarse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Small success! Dacheng! Peak! Perfection!

Rumble!

After all beings is the sea of suffering!

Fu Tuwei's qi engine is still growing.

Entering the sea of suffering at first, and then becoming a small ......success! Peak!