Above the sword-casting pool, the dense iron swords are all accumulated by the sword-casting city for hundreds of years.

Among them, the Fire Sword, a specialty product of Sword Casting City, is the most.

Although the Flame Sword is not among the divine soldiers, it is also the best among mortal soldiers.

However, everyone swept it away, but they could also recognize that there was definitely no Lingshuang Sword in it.

Even if the gods are obscure, they will have their own uniqueness.

Everyone looked at Jian Zun, waiting for his answer.

Sword Venerable smiled, "The Lingshuang Sword is still in the Sword Casting Pool, and only the Nine Dragon Stone can be cast as a sword soul. ”

After speaking, Jian Zun took out a stone engraved with the shape of a dragon from his arms, glanced at everyone, and threw it into Sword Casting City.

In an instant, the white rainbow in the sword-casting pool was full of sun, and it was the scene of the white rainbow that would only be formed when the sword-casting seven-turn sword was completed.

Under the gaze of everyone, a sword rose from the sword casting pool in the bright divine light.

The divine light flickered, and the Ling Shuang Sword shook endlessly, and just as Jian Zun was about to collect it, the Ling Shuang Sword fell into the sword casting pool again as if it had lost its support.

"What's going on?" Jian Zun was surprised, and the others were also very puzzled.

"Haha, of course it's because the Lingshuang Sword hasn't taken shape yet."

At this moment, a hearty laugh came, and a handsome man walked in.

He is not tall, but as soon as he walks out, he attracts everyone's attention, and a V-shaped pattern on his eyebrows adds a sense of bewitchment.

It was Guan Yutian, who had already put on Murong Hua's skin!

"Murong Hua!"

Jian Zun's face was not good, and he didn't have a good face in the face of Murong Hua.

"What the hell did you do to the Lingshuang Sword?!"

Facing Jian Zun's questioning, Murong Hua only smiled and was not angry.

"I didn't do anything with the Lingshuang Sword, it's just that it hasn't come out yet, it's just because I still lack the sword spirit."

"The Nine Dragon Stone is the sword soul of the Lingshuang Sword, and the blood of the Demon Sword Relic is the sword spirit of the Lingshuang Sword, only when both are together, the Lingshuang Sword will come out."

Everyone suddenly realized, after all, Wu Yan had explained the origin of the Lingshuang Sword before, it was a matching sword built by Ying Shuntian for five hundred years, and now if he wants to be born, he needs to be born after Ying Shuntian, and the blood of the Demon Sword Relic Clan is also normal.

"This Murong Hua is so strong."

In the corner not far away, the blue bird's eyes froze, she has now surpassed the great grandmaster to touch the boundary between heaven and man, and she can be regarded as a half-step celestial, but Murong Hua can still give her a sense of danger, and she is definitely a ruthless character.

"Blue Bird, don't you remember, you and he met in Daming Qilian Mountain a few days ago."

"Murong Hua is just a skin that hides people's ears."

Wu Yan saw that Murong Hua Jianzun and the others were crooked in the ink, and with a flick of his fingers, the sword wind slashed through Ren Qianxing's arm, bringing a wisp of blood and falling into the sword casting pool.

"Who?!"

Ren Qianxing turned his head to see that he didn't see anything.

Before the others could react, they were alarmed by the movement in the swordsmithing pool.

As soon as Ren Qianxing's blood entered the sword-casting pool, it was absorbed by the Lingshuang Sword, and then the Lingshuang Sword rushed out of the sword-casting pool again and inserted it next to Ren Qianxing.

Ren Qianxing's heart was pounding, but he didn't dare to take the Ling Shuang Sword.

Because dozens of pairs of eyes were watching at the scene, if he dared to take the sword, he might face dozens of attacks, and he would definitely not be able to die again.

Not far away, Murong Hua stared at Ren Qianxing, his heart shook.

"Could it be a thousand lines..."

The others didn't think Murong Hua was acting strangely, thinking that he was also looking at Ling Shuangjian.

However, some people's eyes flickered, and they all secretly glanced at Ren Qianxing.

It was Jian Zun who spoke first.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that the Lingshuang Sword has been born, I said at the beginning, let the divine soldiers choose their own masters, I don't know what you think?"

Although he was saying it to everyone, Jian Zun's gaze was always looking at Murong Hua.

Except for Murong Hua, who couldn't see through it, other people's cultivation was inferior to him in the end, even if it was a peerless Tianjiao, Jian Zun didn't have much pressure.

Murong Hua snorted coldly and stopped pretending at all.

"This Lingshuang Sword is originally the ancestor Ying Shuntian with the sword, and it should be in charge of my Demon Sword Remnant!"

As he spoke, Murong Hua had already moved to Ling Shuangjian's side.

"The old puppet still wants to dominate the Lingshuang Sword?!"

Broken Waves smiled unruly, and the Huolin Sword in his hand lit up with scorching light, and the fiery red heat wave condensed into bundles of sun rays.

It is the ancestral inheritance of the broken family, the eclipse swordsmanship!

The shot of the broken wave seems to cause a series of chain reactions.

The other people's attacks followed.

Of course, not everyone made a move, like Nie Fengbu was shocked, Ding Peng Ximen was blowing snow, Shangguan Yan Shifei Xuan and others naturally disdained to dominate the crowd.

But even so, Murong Hua still had to face the attacks of more than twenty grandmasters.

But he wasn't afraid.

"Hmph, let you see the essence of being a Demon Sword Relic!"

Murong Hua stepped forward with his right foot, raised his right hand high, followed with his left hand, his head was high, and his body gradually bent into a look of looking up.

The power of the half-step celestial man was no longer reserved, and the terrifying white qi wave surrounded his body, forming a spherical shield.

"Innate Gang Qi!"

Rumble!

The explosion sounded, and everyone's attacks hit Murong Hua's innate qi shield one after another, and they couldn't even break his defense.

What kind of martial arts is this?!

Jian Zun's eyes widened, he was originally going to wait for everyone to fight Murong Hua to the end, and go up to pick up a bargain, but he didn't expect Murong Hua's strength to be terrifying.

One person resisted the killer moves of more than twenty grandmasters.

Innate Gang Qi, invincible defense!

Not only Jian Zun was shocked, but others were also shocked.

The innate spirit made its debut and was shocking.

"Drink!"

Murong Hua wrapped his hands around him, and opened it violently, and the innate Gang Qi shield directly expanded, exploded, and shocked everyone away.

However, he himself was shocked back by the force of everyone's joint bombardment, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Uh-huh..."

Just as Murong Hua was confronting everyone, loud laughter came, and there were many phantoms, and an old man flashed next to the Ling Shuang Sword and picked it up.

"Haha, now this Lingshuang Sword belongs to me Helian Ba!"

Seeing that Helian Ba took advantage of the battle to steal the Lingshuang Sword, Jian Zun's face was furious, and he wanted to make a move.

But before he could make a move, a man wearing an ice sculpture mask appeared in front of Helianba.

He Ranba was furious, and before he had time to think, Ling Shuang's sword swung and slashed directly at the other party.

In the face of Ling Shuangjian's blow, the masked man was unmoved, his right hand raised his middle two fingers and opened them, and under the disbelieving eyes of everyone, he directly clamped Ling Shuangjian.

"Young people, you must know how to respect the elderly!"

With a slight force in the masked man's right hand, the Ling Shuang Sword reached his hand, and then with a kick of his eyes, Heran Ba was directly shocked and flew away.

Picked up the Lingshuang Sword and took a closer look, but the masked man shook his head.

"I thought this Frost Sword could be used as one of the seven weapons, but it seems to be overestimating it."

At this moment, everyone looked at the masked man in the field with shocked faces.

Just now, after Murong Hua collided with everyone with his innate qi, between the lightning and flint, Helian Ba rushed out to seize the Lingshuang Sword.

Unexpectedly, an even more terrifying masked man came out, holding the Lingshuang Sword between his fingers, and glaring at Helian Ba with a glance.

What the hell is this?!

Everyone looked at the ice sculpture mask man on the field vigilantly, and their hearts were worried.

Because in the eyes of everyone, judging from the deeds of the masked man just now, this is definitely at least a terrestrial celestial!

Before everyone could think too much, at this moment, the sword-casting pool was tumbling, the cave was shaking, and when everyone was at a loss, the phoenix roared loudly in the sky!

I'm sorry.,It's going to be a holiday and there's a little more work.,I have to sort things out and go home.,There will be a little less update in the past two days.,Probably the day after tomorrow has stabilized at home.,Will start to change more.

(End of chapter)