Xiao Mo's face was calm, looking at the Vermilion Bird Flame that had gradually calmed down, a trace of determination suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the movements of his hands changed suddenly.

"Boom!"

The Suzaku flames, which had been quiet, erupted again almost in the blink of an eye, and the strange thing was that this time the rampage was not as violent as before, as if it had been suppressed by something.

Xiao Mo's eyes were filled with a thick solemnity, his mind turned, and his spiritual sense carefully controlled the Vermilion Bird Flame, not daring to relax for a moment. Next, it is the key moment of forging talismans.

Only by forging this small group of Vermilion Bird Flames into runes could Xiao Mo be able to integrate it into the Five Elements Xuanyuan Sword.

The method of forging talismans, the most basic is the Qi Shen Dantian, supplemented by internal strength, and the true fire is open, but now what Xiao Mo wants to do is to use the aura between heaven and earth as a supplement, and the Vermilion Bird Blazing Flame condensed by the main body is the main one, and the blazing flame rune is condensed.

The entire Tianxing Dynasty has never heard of it, and it is actually possible to forge runes first, and then fuse them with forgings.

If it weren't for trusting Tang Daofeng, Xiao Mo wouldn't have believed it, and later used a quantum computer to carefully analyze Tang Daofeng's method, Xiao Mo realized that he was short-sighted.

According to Tang Daofeng's words, Xiao Mo began the forging of the Blazing Rune.

The majestic spiritual sense carefully controlled the Vermilion Bird Flame, and with a sudden turn of his hands, a trace of crimson Vermilion Bird Flame swept up from the ball of light, as if pulling a thread from the top of the thread.

As soon as Xiao Mo's mind moved, an unprotected palm poked out like lightning, and he actually grabbed the red mang that exuded an incomparably fiery aura in the air.

With a frown, a hint of surprise appeared in Xiao Mo's eyes.

The Vermilion Bird Flame is worthy of its name, but just this trace of Flame still has such violent power. However, these were all fleeting, and Xiao Mo quickly calmed down.

The palm that was holding the glimmer of flame faintly glowed red, and soon the palm of the hand was completely enveloped.

"Up!"

Xiao Mo let out a low snort, and his body suddenly burst with incomparably majestic power, and it surged towards the palm that was holding the blazing flames, and the internal energy that surged like a tide frantically poured into the palm that was completely wrapped in red mangs.

The palm of that hand also moved slowly. It was difficult to leave a red light in the void, but it stayed in the void strangely, and it could not be erased even if the wind howled.

Xiao Mo gritted his teeth, and more majestic internal energy poured out, frantically pouring towards the palm of his hand, and the speed of the palm movement was also a few steps faster, and it could be vaguely seen that the red light in the void seemed to be a strange symbol.

This was just the beginning, Xiao Mo's forehead was already covered with sweat, and fine beads of sweat soaked the tip of his nose. It slowly flowed down his face.

"Not enough, not enough!"

Xiao Mo whispered, the cyclone in the dantian surged wildly, and the internal energy roared in the meridians, and all the remaining internal energy in the body was frantically pouring into the palm.

Burn one's ship!

Xiao Mo looked like he was fighting to the death, the speed of his palm also increased suddenly, and a strange symbol had been drawn almost generally, just so weirdly staying in the void.

With Xiao Mo's movements. The Suzaku Flame that shimmered with dazzling light also shrank rapidly.

However, at this time, Xiao Mo's eyes were full of solemnity.

Nearly half of the runes were still unfinished, and the internal strength in his body was already very small.

"That's right. Chimang!"

As soon as Xiao Mo's mind moved, his spiritual sense frantically urged the red mangs in the dantian, constantly pouring into the meridians, and the dried meridians finally gradually regained a trace of internal strength.

The Nine Turns of the Forging Talisman also worked, and the surrounding aura seemed to have found an outlet, frantically pouring into Xiao Mo's body. As Xiao Mo's meridians poured into Xiao Mo's palm even more frantically.

With the help of this sudden and powerful force, the rune in the void was finally half completed.

Xiao Mo's eyes were also tinged with a faint joy, however, soon, his face became bitter. As the runes tended to be completed, the internal strength required was even more majestic, and with the internal strength in his body, it could not be supported at all.

"Boy!"

Tang Daofeng's shout suddenly sounded in his ears, and before Xiao Mo came back to his senses, he felt a sudden surge of pure and incomparably powerful power in his body, and his eyes flashed with thick horror.

He clearly felt that this power actually came from Tang Daofeng.

However, he is just a divine soul, where can he have this pure power.

"Stop talking nonsense, forge the talisman!"

Tang Daofeng seemed to be aware of Xiao Mo's doubts, and scolded angrily, and his angry voice echoed in Xiao Mo's ears for a long time.

Xiao Mo also came back to his senses immediately, and when he urged that power, he frantically poured into his palm, and the palm that was moving with difficulty was finally drawn to the last step, but the power in his body was at this moment, and there was no left at all!

What to do?

Is it just falling short here?

Xiao Mo looked coldly at the rune that was only left in the void, his face gradually turned pale, and his deep eyes slowly became unwilling.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, Xiao Mo suddenly sensed the slightest sound coming from the storage ring, and he was suspicious, but the next moment, he saw a green shadow rushing up from the storage ring, setting off a violent wind and sand.

"Stinging Shadow!"

Xiao Mo called out in surprise, the figure with a cyan body and a golden mangling ring pattern was not the long-sleeping thorn shadow?

To Xiao Mo's surprise, the thorn shadow slowly fell down, but it raised its sharp leopard claws, and it was gently reflected in Xiao Mo's dantian. Xiao Mo naturally didn't believe that the Assassin would take the opportunity to kill him, but he was very puzzled in his heart, and he couldn't figure out what the Assassin was doing.

However, the next moment, his face became strange.

Xiao Mo actually felt a strong force slowly pouring into his dantian with the claws of the thorn shadow, Xiao Mo's face became frightened almost in the blink of an eye, and he stared blankly at the thorn shadow in front of him.

"It's okay!"

Obviously, sensing Xiao Mo's thoughts, the voice of the assassin shadow spread in his mind leisurely, Xiao Mo's face was slightly stunned, and he quickly reacted, and he didn't care about saying anything grateful at this time, so he sent the power of the assassin shadow directly into the palm of his hand.

"Boom!"

With the influx of that force, the movement of the palm finally fell, and the Vermilion Bird Flame floating in the void finally dissipated.

"Whew!"

Xiao Mo exhaled a long breath, quietly looking at the successful rune in the void, and his eyes were also filled with joy. (To be continued......)