Beholder!

It spreads out, and the surroundings are awe-inspiring and cold.

The astonishing power of the sword was overwhelming.

"If you use force in the old man's place, you can roll as far as you want."

A loud cry suddenly sounded like thunder, containing terrifying power that shook in all directions, as if it could shatter everything.

I saw an old man dressed in gray hexagram walking forward.

This old man, who must be angry and open like a lion king, has a resolute face, is not angry and self-assured, and the burly body under the broken hexagram has a bronze complexion, and the muscles are bulging, which seems to contain amazing power, and the violent and fiery breath is rolling and permeating.

It's like a moving volcano that erupts with incredible power at any moment.

The extremely strong Dao rhyme is even more shocking.

Merge Realm!

This old man is a Harmony Realm, and this kind of aura is not an ordinary Harmony Realm.

Combined with what the other party said and the giant hammer in his hand, everyone knew that this was Master Xiao Tianzhu, the person who was the best at forging swords in the entire Eastern Wilderness.

Such a person cannot be easily offended.

Even the powerhouses of the Three Holy Lands were unwilling to be enemies with Xiao Tianzhu.

After all, the other party is the first person to forge a sword in the Eastern Wilderness.

Maybe you need to ask for someone at some point.

The First Saint Son of the Tianyuan Holy Land restrained his anger and murderous intent, but the eyes staring at Chen Feng were still extremely cold, as if he was about to cut Chen Feng with a thousand knives.

Chen Feng looked at him without fear.

Transcendental?

So what?

"The old man is going to start forging swords, and keep all quiet."

Xiao Tianzhu snorted a few times, looking like 'I am short-tempered, whoever dares to speak out will hammer whom'.

"Master Xiao, don't worry, we won't make a noise and interfere in the slightest." A transcendent realm saint son of the Nangong clan immediately smiled and arched his hand.

Xiao Tianzhu did not respond to the other party, and directly turned on the furnace to start the fire.

The roar shook and the ten-meter-high oven immediately burned brightly, the original bronze color quickly turned red, and the weapon imprint on it also became red, diffusing an astonishing blazing high temperature, that kind of high temperature, not to mention the forging realm, even the peak of the cultivation realm was difficult to bear.

However, the lowest cultivation level of everyone present was the Qi Sea Realm, which was bearable, but they still felt that the heat wave was paved.

Looking at the sword-forging process, the process is actually not interesting.

For example, if you send spiritual materials into the oven and calcine them until they are completely red, you have to wait a lot of time.

However, when those spiritual materials were calcined and completely red and taken out, I saw Xiao Tianzhu raise the giant hammer in his hand and hammer it down suddenly.

Suddenly, an astonishing sound exploded, like thunder, making people almost deaf.

Everyone stared at the scene of Xiao Tianzhu raising the giant hammer and falling again, the action kept repeating and repeating, constantly beating the red spiritual materials, clamping up all kinds of spiritual materials, and beating and casting them into one.

Looking at it, someone gets bored and becomes careless.

Chen Feng stared, but felt an indescribable mystery.

The moment Xiao Tianzhu lifted the hammer and then hammered it down, every action and detail seemed to contain an indescribable skill and charm, which was extremely unique.

The more you look at it, the more fascinating it becomes.

Vaguely, Chen Feng felt as if he was about to see the mystery.

Suddenly, Xiao Tianzhu's movements stopped, and the spirit material that had been beaten into one was almost cooled, and it was once again sent into the oven for calcination.

Putting down the giant hammer, Xiao Tianzhu's eyes glanced around, and then fell on Chen Feng.

When he saw that Chen Feng's fingers seemed to be tapping up and down, seemingly chaotic, but as if they were about to contain some kind of law, his eyes couldn't help but stare and looked a little surprised. Immediately, he took a deep look at Chen Feng a few times, as if he wanted to imprint it in his eyes.

When the long strip of spiritual material was burned red and shiny again, Xiao Tianzhu took it out again and swung the giant hammer to beat it again.

Chen Feng's eyes froze.

Continue to observe, continue to understand.

Vaguely, there is a gain.

Calcination, thrashing, calcination, thrashing......

Xiao Tianzhu has been repeating this process, at least dozens of times, but there is no sign of an end.

There are already many geniuses who feel impatient and even regret coming to observe the sword-casting.

It's boring!

If it weren't for the fear of disturbing the other party, and if he wanted to see what grade the spirit sword was cast in the end, he would have planned to leave.

Chen Feng was the only one who stared intently, without blinking.

The hundredth thrash.

The original strip has been completely forged into the shape of a sword.

Xiao Tianzhu threw his hand, and the red sword was immediately suspended in mid-air, dripping and spinning.

I saw Xiao Tianzhu put down the giant hammer in his hand, and the ten fingers of his hands popped out one after another, and there seemed to be a series of talismans and phantoms emerging, and they were shot towards the spinning sword weapon one after another.

This step, and the most important one, is called Enlightenment.

When the talisman phantom hit the sword weapon, it emitted a crisp and pleasant sound.

Such as gold and iron, pure without the slightest impurity.

It's like a clear sound in the hollow valley, which makes people feel shocked and refreshed, and distracting thoughts are eliminated.

The more Xiao Tianzhu popped out the talisman phantom, the more solemn his face became, and the further back he went, the slower the speed of the talisman phantom became, as if it was more and more difficult.

"Sixty-seventh ......"

"The Sixty-Eighth ......"

Chen Feng and everyone else counted silently.

"Sixty-nine talisman phantoms...... This is already the top-notch Wang Pin Spirit Sword......"

For a while, everyone's eyes became hot.

In the Eastern Wilderness, Wang Pin Spirit Soldiers are rare, basically only the Hedao Realm can hold, below the Hedao Realm, it is often to hold the peerless Spirit Soldiers, of course, some demons at the level of the Transcendent Realm have Wang Pin Spirit Soldiers, which is also reasonable.

As for the Imperial Spirit Soldiers, they are often only held by a few top-notch Merge Realms.

Even if it is a good Hedao realm like Wang Yuandao, the sword he holds is only a king product, but it is the top king product.

Divine spirit soldiers, only available in the three holy places, the number is extremely rare.

The judgment of the level of the spirit soldier is also very intuitive, that is, the number of talisman phantoms that are melted into the spirit when the spirit is opened.

The talisman phantoms that can be integrated into inferior spirit soldiers are often one to nine, and the lower grade spirit soldiers are ten to nineteen.

And so on.

The talisman phantom that Wang Pin's spirit soldiers could refine was sixty to sixty-nine.

The number of talisman phantoms that the spirit soldier can integrate into is closely related to its own material, the skill of the caster, and the technique and attainment of the spirit to be opened.

Xiao Tianzhu once again shot out a talisman phantom.

Seventy!

Imperial Spirit Soldier!

For a moment, everyone was shocked.

Although, the previous news said that Xiao Tianzhu's casting skills had greatly improved after the retreat, and he had been able to cast the Imperial Spirit Soldier, but the news was the news, which was completely different from seeing it with his own eyes.

"High in the Sky"

"Imperial Spirit Sword, this is mine." The eyes of the First Holy Son of the Tianyuan Holy Land were extremely hot.

An indescribable sword power permeated from his body, entrenched all over his body, extremely powerful, and the sword hanging from his waist trembled faintly.

Chen Feng stared at the slippery spinning sword weapon, and the whole person's consciousness entered a state of mystery and mystery.

Knowing the sea, the creation of the god fluctuation, the word of the road is diffuse, the sword word is shining, there seems to be a sword spirit, the sword sound is melodious and clean.

Countless kendo insights are constantly emerging.

Xiao Tianzhu's speed of striking the talisman phantom is getting slower and slower.

However, the sword weapon continued to merge into the phantom of the talisman, but the red light gradually became dim.

Once the red light completely dimmed, it means that the sword forging is complete.

In the end, it can be branded and melted a few talismans, that is, several, and the final grade is finalized.

Xiao Tianzhu's face was extremely cold, and he finally punched out the seventy-ninth talisman and successfully fused the imprint into it.

The pinnacle of the royal product!

For a moment, everyone held their breath.

Xiao Tianzhu was about to pop out the eightieth talisman phantom.

This talisman phantom will be related to the final grade of this spirit sword, whether it is a top imperial product or a divine product.

The difference between a talisman and a phantom is a grade gap.

Xiao Tianzhu's face was unprecedentedly dignified, sweat was oozing from his forehead, he was unconscious when he crossed his eyes, his eyes were angry and bloodshot, and his face became even pale, as if he had tried his best.

The eighty talisman phantom condensed out.

However, I saw that the red light on the spirit sword had become dim, and only the last faint wisp remained.

A burst of loss couldn't help but grow from Xiao Tianzhu's heart.

At the current speed, the phantom of the talisman that he condensed has not yet ejected, and the red light on the spirit sword will completely dim, which means that this spirit opening is over.

Unwilling!

I am very unwilling.

Xiao Tianzhu's heart was roaring.

The meaning of casting the emperor and casting the god is completely different.

As long as he can forge a divine product, it means that his sword-forging method breaks the shackles and is promoted to a higher level.

If it fails this time, I don't know when it will be able to break through the bottleneck.

Similarly, a wave of loss and unwillingness also appeared in the hearts of everyone.

Witnessing the birth of the Divine Spirit Sword and the birth of the Imperial Spirit Sword, the feeling is absolutely different, and the taste is completely different.

The first holy son of the Tianyuan Holy Land had a pale face.

He felt that he was about to lose a divine spirit sword.

Xiao Tianzhu's face was pale, but his eyes became dim, and the phantom of the talisman condensed on his fingers also vibrated and was about to shatter at any time.

Instantly.

Sudden change!

An extremely powerful sword dao trend suddenly burst out, rising into the sky, shocking all directions, and all the people around were shocked back by more than ten meters, and their faces changed drastically one by one, and they were shocked.

The general trend of the sword path seemed to be about to pierce the heavenly dome, breaking a certain limit, and the power skyrocketed, and the shock that permeated it became more and more amazing.

It seemed to be affected by the general trend of the sword path that Chen Feng suddenly broke through, and the spirit sword that was about to stop rotating suddenly trembled, emitting a melodious and clear sword sound, and in an instant, a subtle residual red like afterglow seemed to return to the light, and instantly became stronger, like a fire burning slurry flowing across the sword body, and the red and dazzling were extremely dazzling.

Xiao Tianzhu was slightly stunned, and immediately came back to his senses, and the phantom of the talisman that had almost collapsed on his fingers recondensed.

"Go!"

The phantom of the talisman immediately burst through the air and flew away, landing on the spirit sword, and quickly melted and imprinted into it.

The redness on the sword body faded at an astonishing speed, completely dimmed, but the sword body trembled, the cold light scorched and shone, and a high-pitched Qingyue tremble sounded, bursting out with an astonishing sword power, which was incomparably sharp, cutting the sky and the earth, and invincible.

(Don't worry about the protagonist skipping too many levels, because the enemies he encounters in the future will only get more and more powerful)