Chapter 220: What kind of sword do you say you have in your hand?
"Ha, stupid bird, I told you not to get excited, and to use Jin Ling."
The white fox laughed, flicked his tail, released the fireball, and mocked Jin Wu's behavior by the way: "Look, another one is sent to death, do you want to waste another golden feather?" β
"Stinky fox, don't talk cool there!"
Jin Wu scolded, it was a nice female voice: "If you didn't say a few words of truth all day long, how could I doubt you every time!?" β
"Did you stupid bird know me for the first day?"
The white fox immediately replied: "I like to joke about some small things, but when it comes to important or serious things, when have I lied to you?" β
The two demons watched each other scare at each other, throwing fireballs without looking back.
The formation used by the previous formation master to defend had been destroyed, and the monk who came later to hold the sword only lasted a few breaths before being burned by the gold and blue flames.
But immediately a third man rushed up, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and continued to chant "Sword, come".
These monks could only hold on to the flames for a few seconds, and through their death relay, the refining of the sword continued, and in the aura, the sword form became more and more condensed.
On the ground, Qiqi cautiously poked his head out from behind An Wenjian, looking at the monks who were constantly dying in the air, and the sword that was rapidly forming.
The surrounding formations protected her well, and she still felt a little uneasy: "Aren't these people afraid of death?" β
"Even if you are crazy, you are still human, and you will not ask for death easily."
An Wenjian's tone was not relaxed: "Such a sacrifice of life and death, going forward and succeeding, it can only be that the unfinished sword originally had that value." β
"Originally..."
Qiqi remembered that An Wenjian had modified the wedges buried by these people: "What modifications did you make to those wedges?" Why didn't they find out about something so important? β
"They hid the wedge so well that they couldn't easily confirm it themselves, in order to make sure it wasn't detected."
"But like you said, the wedge is very important, so they must have the means to confirm whether the wedge is damaged from a distance. On the basis of clarifying this point, what to do is very simple - do not destroy or affect the use, just by adding some 'details', the original 'goal' can be greatly deviated. β
"What riddle are you talking about?"
Qiqi said depressedly: "Can you say something I can understand?" β
"Then, let's talk about the formation of those wedges first."
An Wenjian thought for a moment and said, "The effect of the formation is refining, using all the demon clans within the influence of the formation as materials to refine a sword of extremely high grade. β
"No wonder they use the Broken Sword Stone as a wedge..."
Qiqi suddenly understood what An Wen meant by the goal he said before: "You modified the wedge to make the refining target of the formation change?" β
"To be precise, it is to make the refining goals more concrete. Originally, it was all the demon clans, but after the modification, it became a few hairs, scale fragments, nails and the like on all the demon clans. β
An Wenjian affirmed: "I have neither destroyed the wedge, nor modified the original structure on the wedge, and the formation can still be activated." So, even if they tried to activate the formation beforehand, as long as they hadn't actually used the effect, they would find out about it. β
"It should be impossible to find out."
Qiqi suddenly felt relieved, and looked at the eyes of those monks in the sky, with a bit of hypocritical sympathy: "If those people knew that the sword they sacrificed their lives to refine was just a waste in the end, would they be so angry that they came back to life?" β
"Don't fool me!"
An Wen said nervously: "If they know, whether they are dead or alive, I will definitely be targeted by the Excalibur Gate behind them!" β
"Don't worry."
Qiqi comforted with a smile: "With my third grandfather, plus the Golden Heavenly Kingdom Lord of the Crow Country, these monks will not even be left with scum." β
During the conversation between one person and one demon, thirty-six monks had already died generously, and thirty-six "swords came" sounded at the scene.
Finally, when the thirty-seventh monk shouted "Sword", the sword really cameβthe sword body wrapped in spiritual power solidified and formed, and a sword qi soared into the sky!
The monk's face holding the hilt of the sword bloomed with incomparably strong ecstasy, and at the same time, the remaining monks in the one hundred and ten containers gave up the formation of the containers for the first time, and rushed to the sword-holding monk to prevent the sword from being taken away by the two demon clan bosses in the sky.
After a while, these monks found that the two demon clans not only had no intention of snatching, but even stopped attacking temporarily.
"Hahaha!"
The sword-holding monk looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "It seems that the two lords of the country have understood that in front of the immortal sword, robbing immortals is no different from ants!" β
The white fox didn't speak, just looked at them with a mocking gaze.
"Idiot."
Jin Wu said coldly: "What kind of sword did you say was in your hand?" β
The cold words, like a bucket of cold water, poured cold on the fiery hearts of the monks.
Together, there was also the "fairy sword" - the sword qi that rushed to the sky stopped abruptly, and the sword body that was still shining a moment ago seemed to run out of energy, quickly lost its luster, and disconnected from the middle.
"No, no, no way!"
The sword-wielding monk roared like madness as if the sky had fallen: "Wedge, formation, timing...... No problem with all the links! Why is it broken? How can this not be a fairy sword! β
"Guess?"
The white fox let out a sneer: "Or, you guys try again?" β
Kill, punish the heart!
The people and rat demons who gathered around the sword-holding monk were dead silent, the spiritual power in their bodies was furious, and there was only despair in their eyes.
"Want to die? That's not up to you! β
The white fox opened its bloody mouth and let out a howl.
An Wen saw that there were a large number of formations around him, but he was still roared by this sound to the point that his heart beat faster.
Analysis: The charm ability of the fox demon.
[What is this so charming!? γ
An Wen saw that he complained in his heart, looking at the heavenly monks, one by one, his spiritual power and sword qi poured wildly, and he fell down after two or three seconds.
"Stinky fox, won't you use any other way?"
Jin Wu said again: "What should I do if I fall to death?" I'm going to catch a few more soul seekers! β
"Are you stupid or pretending to be stupid?"
As he spoke, the white fox's huge body turned into Qingyan and dispersed, turning back into Cangyan's appearance: "These monks are all sword cultivators, and the worst is also the Mortal Realm, if you can fall to death at this height, you really deserve to die." β
"What if?"
The body of the golden crow turned into a golden mist and rose, turning into a long black straight beauty with a proud figure (only two legs): "For example, any magic weapon or talisman they carry on their body will activate when they are hit by a certain impact, destroying their body. β
"Do you even know about the Excalibur Gate?"
Cang Yan sighed with disgust, and said loudly to An Wenjian on the ground: "Boy, you come and explain to this stupid bird." β
The black long straight beauty kicked Cang Yan's calf: "If you call me a stupid bird in front of the juniors again, I will kick off your three tails!" β