"It turns out that Sword Forge Villa is here!" Zhao Hongming muttered to himself.

At this time, all kinds of information about Sword Forge Villa appeared in his mind one by one.

At the beginning, this martial arts force was just a little-known martial arts force in the Wei State.

At that time, the highest martial artist in the Sword Casting Villa was only an innate eight-rank martial artist, and he could only be regarded as a third- or fourth-rate martial artist among the many martial arts forces in the Wei State.

However, due to its unique casting process, it can cast weapons and armor, and in the Jian'an Dynasty, the Eastern Army had many dealings with it.

In the past one or two decades, the Sword Casting Villa has not shown mountains or water, and there is no abnormality.

But more than ten years ago, this martial arts force suddenly rose more than ten years ago, and quickly came together with the Huo family and colluded with each other.

During the period when Chu, Zhao, and Han invaded Wei, there was a vague shadow of the participation of Sword Casting Villa.

It's a pity that at that time, the martial arts forces held great power, and the royal family was in a weak position.

Jian'an Emperor Zhao Fuxu only killed the warriors of the Sword Casting Villa who traveled in the palace, and the others were beyond the reach of the whip.

is to turn a blind eye to everything the Huo family does.

As a martial arts force, the Sword Casting Villa is naturally powerless to care about, so it can only be left to its own devices.

But for the current Zhao Hongming, he is unwilling to let go of this scourge anymore.

He looked around, and the gate of the Sword Forge Villa was hidden between the deep mountains, surrounded by dense forests and precipitous cliffs, and there were few people on track.

Standing at the mountain gate, he only heard the occasional birdsong and the sound of the wind.

He let go of his senses, and an invisible ripple spread out in all directions.

"Huh?"

As his divine consciousness spread, he gradually felt the strange aura hidden under the peaks around the mountain gate.

The breath was deep and intense, revealing a heavy metallic texture.

Zhao Hongming's heart moved, and he instantly understood: under these peaks, there is a wealth of iron ore!

He couldn't help but smile dumbly: "No wonder Sword Forge Villa will put the door here, it turns out that there is this reason. ”

In his perception, those iron ores were like dragons lurking deep underground, and the number was huge.

Zhao Hongming looked up at the west and identified the next position.

Judging from the place where he chased all the way, this place should be in the border position of Wei Zhao, in the eastern part of Wei State.

With such a geographical location, when they are backed by Wei, they can also vote for Zhao at any time.

I have to say that this approach of Sword Forge Villa is very chicken thief.

Zhao Hongming put away his mind and walked in.

A powerful divine sense, locked on to the left.

Judging from the perceived breath, Saomi did not go far, but continued to go deeper into the ground, far from stopping.

Zhao Hongming quickly followed.

Airplanes!

As soon as Zhao Hongming stepped into the Sword Casting Villa, there was a staggered formation of Dao sword qi, blocking his way.

Zhao Hongming stared at the sword formation formed by the interlacing of countless sword qi in front of him, and there was not the slightest fear on his face.

He took a deep breath and stepped lightly into the seemingly dangerous sword formation.

In an instant, countless sword qi swept towards him like a raging storm, and each sword qi contained an unparalleled might, as if it was about to tear him to pieces.

Zhao Hongming did not panic at all.

He had already achieved the formation, and he saw that this formation originated from an ancient formation, which was similar to the formation of the city in South Korea, and it seemed to be extremely mysterious.

In fact, in the eyes of the monks who specialized in the formation in ancient times, this formation was just a child's play, and it was not worth mentioning.

Zhao Hongming ran the Formation Dao Sutra and carved the cracked formation on his body, and one after another the formation patterns flew out from his fingertips, merging into the violent sword qi.

Rumble!

These formations exploded violently, and it seemed to contain the power of the mysterious law inside, and it actually dissolved the fierce sword qi little by little.

Those sword qi that were originally extremely violent became docile under the guidance of the formation pattern, and no longer posed any threat to Zhao Hongming.

After shuttling in the sword array for a while, Zhao Hongming had completely mastered the operation law of the sword array.

His heart moved, his hands snapped together, and he shouted: "Break!" ”

As his shouts fell, the formation engraved on his flesh levitated and spread out in all directions.

The entire sword array was impacted by some mysterious force and collapsed in an instant.

Those originally extremely powerful sword qi dissipated without a trace in front of Zhao Hongming.

Zhao Hongming slowly withdrew his hands, with an indifferent smile on his face, and walked towards the depths of the Sword Casting Villa.

At this moment, a roar of anger pierced the sky.

"Who dares to trespass on Sword Forge Villa?!"

Many Sword Forging Mountain Villa disciples poured out from all directions.

Obviously, his action of breaking the formation aroused the perception of the people in the mountain villa, making the Sword Casting Mountain Villa feel like a great enemy.

Zhao Hongming stopped and looked ahead.

These disciples of the Sword Casting Villa, one by one, are holding long swords, their eyes are sharp, and those who have cultivated to the highest level have reached the realm of martial courage, and there are no less than ten such martial artists.

They surrounded Zhao Hongming one after another, forming an impenetrable human wall.

Zhao Hongming glanced around, his brows furrowed slightly.

He sensed that there was something different about the qi and blood in the whole body of these disciples, as if they were being eroded by some evil force.

Zhao Hongming seemed to think of something, and asked coldly, "Have you worshiped God?" ”

These people have always been in this deep mountain and old forest, and they know little about the changes in the outside world, and they don't know Zhao Hongming's prestige.

In addition, their cultivation is not from the right source, the foundation is average, and they have not discovered the depth of Zhao Hongming.

Seeing that Zhao Hongming was dressed in Wei armor, these disciples of the villa only regarded him as a person in the court of the Wei State, and their attitude was also a little arrogant.

"You even know how to worship God?!" A martial artist from the Martial Courage Realm laughed arrogantly: "If you know each other, hurry up and arrest you, otherwise, you will die without a place to be buried!" ”

When Zhao Hongming heard this, a wave of anger suddenly surged in his heart, and his face became more and more cold.

So many martial artists.

I'm afraid that Sword Forge Villa has sacrificed the lives of an unknown number of people over the years to reach such a point.

He has smelted the jade seal of the Wei State, and he knows that once the people of the Wei State pass too much, it will cause the loss of national fortunes.

At that time, it will reduce his control over the Wei State.

These people are guilty of great crimes.

Zhao Hongming took a step forward and said, "Are you sure you want me to die without a place to be buried?" ”

"So what?" The martial artist of the Martial Courage Realm led by him said indifferently: "We are all people who have obtained the power of immortality, and we still need to be afraid of you, the lackey of the emperor's family?" ”

"Kill!"

A burly martial arts martial artist, holding a long sword, took the lead in attacking Zhao Hongming.

His sword light flickered, and his momentum was like a rainbow, and he was obviously the best in the Sword Casting Villa.

Zhao Hongming flashed slightly, leaving behind a series of afterimages, and went around behind this martial artist of the Martial Courage Realm.

Immediately after, he pulled out a backhand, and the black light was sharp, cutting directly into Nawufu's neck.

Nawufu was shocked, it was too late to dodge.

only heard a crisp sound of "click", his neck was cut off by Zhao Hongming, his head rolled to the ground, and his headless body also fell.

This sudden scene frightened the other warriors of Sword Forge Villa.

Zhao Hongming held the god and demon blade in his hand and put it in front of him slightly: "Since you are obsessed, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”

"I'm going to have a river of blood here today!"

Zhao Hongming urged the true intent of his whole body and melted into the blade of the gods and demons.

The next moment, a knife slashed.

The sword light of the god and demon blade rose in the wind, and instantly extended to nearly a hundred zhang, falling overwhelmingly.

The martial artists of Sword Casting Villa only felt that there was only this black light left in the world in front of them, and there was no way to avoid it, and they were all overwhelmed by this black light.

The gods and demons are all urged by their blades, but they can break the peak with one sword, let alone these flesh and blood.

With a scream, the martial artist of Sword Casting Villa was completely cut in two by Zhao Hongming's sword, and fell to the ground, constantly wailing.

The cultivation and strength they were originally proud of were as vulnerable as paper in front of Zhao Hongming.

One move, just one move, and the entire Sword Forging Villa has turned into a sea of blood.

Zhao Hongming stood in a pool of blood, his armor dyed, like a killing god.

With a flick of his wrist, the blood stains on the blade of the gods and demons turned into a blood mist, peeled off the blade, put the blades of the gods and demons into the sheath, and strode towards the depths of the Sword Forging Villa.

The disciples of Sword Mountain Villa fell to the ground.

Even if some people's bodies have been broken into two, as martial artists, they have deep qi and blood, and they will not die immediately.

Some people who are more fortunate are just cut off by the waist, and they have a chance to live.

When they saw Zhao Hongming walking step by step, their eyes were full of fear, and they tried all their strength to climb to the side.

One of the disciples shouted in horror, "Hurry up...... Go and ask the owner! Only the owner can deal with ...... Fast! ”

Zhao Hongming passed by him, and a purple thunderbolt fell out of thin air, turning all his flesh and blood into charred ash, and he was completely silent.

Everyone was silent, trembling like chaff.

Zhao Hongming didn't have much interest in these people who had lost their personality, and turned into a remnant of the Dao Dao and chased towards Zuo Jian's location.

He clearly remembered that when Huo Yu was dying, he said that the Sword Casting Villa had obtained the heritage of an ancient family, mastered the way of worshipping gods, and also spied on the secrets of the immortal path from it, and there was a way to enter the immortal heaven.

This may be a good opportunity for him to gain insight into immortality.

Zhao Hongming's divine sense was tightly locked on Zuo Jian's body, and he walked to the entrance of a cave in a mountain.

He looked at the dark and secluded entrance of the cave, paused slightly, and carved several profound formations on his own flesh and blood before going deeper.

As he dived, his surroundings became darker and damper, the air smelled of rust, and the entrances to the cave were intricately intertwined, with branch junctions.

Apparently this is the result of years of mining in Sword Forge Villa.

However, Zhao Hongming has already gained insight into Zuojian's trajectory, and coupled with his own keen sense, he is also well aware of these forks and routes.

As he went deeper, the scene underground gradually changed.

The originally narrow passage became more and more wide, and some mysterious runes and patterns began to appear on the surrounding stone walls, emitting a faint light.

And the air is getting a little hot.

Zhao Hongming knew that he had approached the core area of Sword Casting Villa.

Suddenly, Zhao Hongming found that Zuo Jian's aura disappeared into his divine consciousness.

He frowned, hurriedly urged the true intent of the thunder, turned into a ray of thunder and galloped forward.

When he passed through the last stone gate, his eyes suddenly opened up.

He finds himself in a vast underground space filled with all sorts of intricate machinery and furnaces.

A roaring flame burned in the furnace, illuminating the entire space.

"That's where it disappeared."

Zhao Hongming stood in front of a stone door and looked up and down a few times.

He took a deep breath, and the true intent in his body surged wildly, as if it was about to tear his body apart.

Immediately after, he violently urged his martial art to increase his strength - moving mountains!

As his mind moved, the air currents around him instantly became violent, as if an invisible hand was manipulating.

Zhao Hongming's whole body strength skyrocketed at this moment, his muscles swelled up rapidly as if inflated, and the tough armor was bulging, and the whole person looked like a majestic mountain.

Every inch of his skin shone with a faint cyan sheen.

Under the urging of the immortal true intention, the green tendons burst out under the skin like a dragon, and the whole person seemed to be an awakened beast, making the surrounding air tremble.

Endless power gathered from all directions, pouring into his body in a steady stream.

Zhao Hongming put his hands on the stone gate, and his muscles like a small hill burst out, and he suddenly exerted force.

Thundered!

Under Zhao Hongming's violent power, the stone gate was opened little by little.

Suddenly, a fishy smell came to my face, which made people smell sick.

Zhao Hongming held his breath, opened the stone door, and saw the scene inside.

It was a confined space surrounded by stone walls, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

In the center of the space, there was a huge pool of blood, the water was boiling and gurgling, and there was no roaring sound on it, as if something terrifying was about to break out of the pool.

There was a figure next to this pool of blood, and that was the left view he had tracked all the way.

At this moment, Zuo Jian has completely changed, his face is as pale as paper, his eyes are flashing with a crazy light, and the whole person exudes a terrifying aura.

"Hahaha, you're finally here!" When Zuo saw Zhao Hongming, he laughed maniacally: "You are lucky to be able to witness a miracle here." Maybe let me smelt your qi and blood, and we can soar to the immortal realm together. ”

When he said this, Zuo Jian couldn't help but lick his lips and said, "The martial artist of the Creation Realm must be like a sea of blood and blood. ”

Zhao Hongming's brows furrowed deeply, looking at the array flags around the blood pool, he always felt a little familiar with this scene.

If I am not mistaken, when he was named King Wu, on his way to Yingjun, the old Taoist priest used this to condense Shoudan.

"Do you want to condense Shoudan? For immortality? ”

"Shoudan?" Zuo Jian sneered: "What I want to refine is not that kind of garbage. I want to use the power of the Immortal Heaven to condense all the qi, blood, and spiritual power to achieve the Blood Pill. It will help me break through the shackles and reach a level I have never seen before! ”

As soon as the words fell, Zuo saw that his hands were pinched, and the pool of blood suddenly rolled up. (End of chapter)