As the time passed, the phantom of the 'Ink Sword' in the 'Heaven and Earth Oven' became more and more condensed, and a strange fluctuation continued to emanate from the 'Ink Sword', and even the sound of the sword roared sounded.

Everyone gathered in front of the 'Heaven and Earth Oven' and looked at the 'Ink Sword' in the furnace curiously.

"Lao Wang, I suddenly have an idea!"

Jian Twenty-three came to Wang Xian's face excitedly.

"What thoughts?"

Wang Xian asked suspiciously.

"Why don't I jump into the furnace and sacrifice my sword?" Sword Twenty-Three said.

"What did you say?"

Wang Xian was directly stunned.

When the others heard Sword Twenty-Three's words, they all looked at Sword Twenty-Three in shock.

What kind of brain circuitry is it that can pop up in your head with such thoughts?

"Wang, how do you feel?"

Jian Twenty-three ignored the other people's eyes and looked at Wang Xian with expectant eyes.

Sacrificing a sword?

Wang Xian's brows furrowed.

No matter how you look at it, this thing is thought to be some kind of evil ritual, although in ancient legends, there have been cases of sacrificing swords with bodies, and it has also made the casting of swords become famous swords through the ages.

But the sword worshippers are gone!

Therefore, in the end, Wang Xian still shook his head at Sword Twenty-Three and said, "Even if you sacrifice the sword with your body, even if you have the number of resurrections, there is no guarantee that there will be no accidents." ”

"Uh......"

After Wang Xian said this, Jian Twenty-three also calmed down.

He just thought of that idea just now when his brain was hot, and now when he heard Wang Xian say this, it seems that it is really like that.

There is a way that he is not afraid of 10,000, but he is afraid of what happens, he sacrifices his sword with his body, if something really happens, there is no place to cry!

Wang Xian saw Jian Twenty-three in a daze, and thought that his idea of 'sacrificing the sword with his body' had not disappeared, so he tried to say: "Although it is not possible to sacrifice the sword with the body, why don't you just drop a few drops of blood into it?" ”

"That's right! I can't sacrifice my sword with my body, but I can sacrifice my sword with blood! ”

Sword Twenty-Three exclaimed, and then, without saying a word, took out his weapon and swiped it on his finger, and the bright red blood instantly overflowed.

Blood floated up and flew quickly towards the ink sword in the furnace.

In the curious eyes of everyone, the blood of Sword Twenty-Three was really integrated into the 'Ink Sword'.

Moreover, after the 'Ink Sword' was fused with the blood of Sword Twenty-Three, it emitted an earth-shattering sword roar, and the sound of the sword roar shocked everyone's ears for a few seconds.

"Little Dragon!"

At this time, Jian Twenty-three rushed in front of Long Aotian and looked at Long Aotian with blank eyes.

"Brother Jian, why are you looking at me like this?"

Long Aotian was frightened by Jian Twenty-three's eyes and retreated again and again, and quickly hid behind Qin Zheng.

"Xiaolong, your sword brother usually treats you well, okay?"

Sword Twenty-Three said.

"Hmm."

Long Aotian hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"In that case, isn't it too much to contribute a few drops of blood?"

Sword Twenty-Three looked at Long Aotian longingly.

"I see, Brother Jian, just say it directly, your eyes are too scary!"

Long Aotian walked out from behind Qin Zheng and patted his chest directly, looking like he had just been frightened.

Without waiting for Jian Twenty-three to say anything, Long Aotian quickly walked to the 'Heaven and Earth Oven', cut his fingers, and sent a few drops of his own blood to the furnace.

Oh!

When Long Aotian's blood was integrated into the 'Ink Sword', a dragon's groan suddenly sounded in the furnace, and a divine dragon phantom appeared, and after roaring a few times in the sky, it quickly merged into the 'Ink Sword'.

At this time, the appearance of the 'Ink Sword' also changed dramatically, and the originally smooth blade began to become uneven.

This startled everyone, especially Sword Twenty-Three, who wanted to go straight into the furnace.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and the unevenness gradually turned into scales under the calcination of the furnace fire.

Dragon scales!

Everyone understood.

"Lao Wang, why don't you also contribute a little blood?"

Seeing that there was no problem with the 'Ink Sword', Jian Twenty-three looked at Wang Xian again.

Wang Xian was not born, he directly cut his finger and sent his blood to the furnace.

Click!

Click!

A scene that no one expected happened.

After Wang Xian's blood was integrated into the 'Ink Sword', the sword body of the 'Ink Sword' immediately emitted a burst of sounds that made people feel tooth soreness, and then the 'Ink Sword' directly shattered.

"This ......"

Wang Xian was dumbfounded.

What's going on?

The others also had similar expressions to Wang Xian, and they all looked at the 'ink sword' in the furnace in a daze.

After a while, Sword Twenty-Three said pitifully: "Forget it, if it's broken, it's broken!" ”

Wang Xian didn't speak, his eyes were on the virtual screen in front of him, because the progress bar that had almost reached the full value before, now there was only about half of it left.

"Immediately go and move the equipment to the furnace!"

Wang Xian said to everyone.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all ran to the equipment mountain, and began to pick up the equipment continuously, and then sent it to the 'Heaven and Earth Oven'.

As a large amount of equipment was sent into the 'Heaven and Earth Oven', the progress bar on the virtual screen in front of Wang Xian also slowly increased.

"Gathered! Gathered! ”

Sword Twenty-Three pointed to the stove and shouted.

Everyone's eyes were instantly drawn to the past.

It turned out that after the equipment was sent into the 'Heaven and Earth Furnace', the broken 'Ink Sword' actually showed signs of convergence.

"Don't be stunned, continue to move equipment!"

Wang Xian urged everyone.

"Uh-huh!"

Sword Twenty-Three nodded frantically a few times, and then quickly ran to move the equipment.

This time, there were far more equipment put into the 'Heaven and Earth Oven' than imagined, first the remaining one-fifth of the original equipment mountain was moved, and then the entire equipment mountain was moved, and the progress bar on the virtual screen in front of Wang Xian reached full value.

And the 'ink sword' in the furnace has long since been reintegrated together, returning to its previous appearance.

Airplanes~

As the progress bar reached its full value, a sword roar suddenly sounded.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Suddenly there was a roar.

Everyone looked up suspiciously, and at some point, the territory of the 'Asgard Palace' was covered with thick dark clouds.

"Isn't this going to be a catastrophe?"

Wang Xian couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

In ancient myths and legends, whenever a powerful artifact was refined, it was often accompanied by a catastrophe.

Now, the refining of the 'Ink Sword' has been completed, and suddenly there is a scene of dark clouds in the sky, accompanied by bursts of thunder, which really makes Wang Xian have to think of the 'Heavenly Tribulation'!

The dark clouds in the sky grew thicker and thicker.

Rumble!

A flash of silver light appeared, and a thunderbolt about the thickness of a bucket slashed down from the dark clouds, and the target was the 'Heaven and Earth Oven' in front of everyone.