The milky white pillar of air spiraled from the luck pool with the sound of an angry roar, and in a moment it was connected with the cyclone above the Honghu Sword, and suddenly, a sound came from above the nine heavens like thunder, and the entire mountain seemed to have a behemoth awakened.

Even characters like Yao Sanming and Yuan Tiangang are shocked and inexplicable, let alone Zhang Shaoyang and Xi Wan?

The Honghu Sword held in Zhang Shaoyang's hand was beating violently like a heart, and at this moment, the Honghu Sword was like an abyss that was not filled, from the cyclone above, a pure white air flow poured down, all flowing into the Honghu Sword, and it seemed to have life, frantically sucking these heaven and earth luck.

Zhang Shaoyang didn't dare to move, the hand holding the Honghu sword kept trembling, and the sweat in his palm made him a little unable to hold the sword, so he firmly held the hilt of the sword with both hands, for fear that the sword would rush to the sky if he was not careful.

But he far underestimated the power of the Honghu Sword, and after swallowing the bucket-thick pillar of air, the Honghu Sword suddenly flourished in black and yellow, covering the brilliance of the sun in the sky in an instant, and then entangled with the white mist in the Qi Luck Pool, forming a black, white and yellow cyclone, which rotated wildly in the air.

Then, the entire pool of qi luck was also squirming with a surge, like a boiling oil pot began to tumble violently, and at this moment, the sword body of the Honghu Sword, which originally accounted for half of the black and yellow color, seemed to be resurrected, turning into two black and yellow qi machines, detached from the Honghu Sword, revealing the white sword body inside.

Then the black and yellow qi quickly entangled, turned into a ray of light, and rushed into the pool of qi luck in an instant.

Before Zhang Shaoyang could react, he felt that the Honghu Sword flew up into the sky, and he was pulled off the ground with him holding the hilt of the sword, and he only felt a buzzing in his ears, and when he looked at it again, it was already dozens of feet off the ground.

Seeing that the few people on the top of the mountain were getting smaller and smaller, Zhang Shaoyang was extremely frightened in his heart, and the strong air flow made him unable to shout if he wanted to, he could only watch Yao Sanming and the others turn into a few black spots, and the Honghu Sword carried him without the slightest tendency to stop.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the sky above the center of the huge luck pool, and then the Honghu Sword finally stopped, Zhang Shaoyang subconsciously glanced at the soles of his feet, almost fainted with fright, I don't know how high the soles of his feet are, anyway, the mountains that have just climbed for an hour can only see one mountain at the moment, and there are five such mountains, and there is a huge circular pit in the center, which is full of white mist that is about to overflow.

Zhang Shaoyang held the hilt of the sword vigorously, his bones ached, sweat kept falling down his cheeks, and the Honghu Sword hovered in the air, without moving.

The original black and yellow color on the sword has disappeared, and it has become a white long sword, although the sword body is slender, but it is the same as an ordinary sword, and there is nothing brilliant about it.

"Hey, what are you going to do. Zhang Shaoyang shouted at Honghu Sword, but Honghu didn't move.

"Can you put me down first? I'm also your master, give me some face!"

"Hum!" Honghu Sword shook violently, almost shaking Zhang Shaoyang out of his hand, he was scared into a cold sweat, and quickly shut up, but his heart was panicked to the extreme, this sword seemed to be able to understand his words?

hung in the air like this for a long time, Zhang Shaoyang didn't wait for Yao Sanming to come to rescue, he felt that he couldn't support it anymore, if the master didn't appear again, I was afraid he would fall.

However, at this time on the top of the mountain, Yao Sanming looked at the strange scene in the air, and his brows furrowed tightly.

It's not that he doesn't want to save, when Zhang Shaoyang was taken away by the Honghu Sword, Yao Sanming planned to make a move, but was stopped by Yuan Tiangang, for no other reason, people like him and Yuan Tiangang in this realm, once they make a move, they trigger this ocean-like luck, it is no different from the heavenly calamity, when the thunder rolls down from the sky, plus this full pool of luck as a guide, I am afraid that this place will be razed to the ground in an instant.

When such a strange thing happened, Yao Sanming could probably understand one thing in his heart, the Honghu Sword was not an ordinary sword, and it was not the same as a good sword like the Bailu Sword.

At this moment, there is so much luck here, it is normal for Honghu Sword to re-temper it with the help of this heaven and earth qi machine, and his stupid apprentice has suffered an unwarranted disaster inexplicably, and I don't know if it will have any impact on him.

Everyone here anxiously looked at the changes in the air, Zhang Shaoyang over there already felt that his arms were sore, and the Honghu Sword was motionless, just hanging in the air so steadily, making Zhang Shaoyang more and more anxious, but helpless, he looked at the soles of his feet, the mist in the luck pool slowly rotated, and it looked extremely magnificent.

Zhang Shaoyang couldn't help but think of the dream he had when he fell into the ice cave, everything in the dream was white, there was no direction, no living creatures, nothing but him was alone, and there was a tall horse.

The scene in front of him is really quite similar to the dream, he was a little stunned, he dreamed of the white world in the dream, and also dreamed of Zhang Boduan, who claimed to be the real person of Ziyang, these all appeared in reality one by one, the tragic battlefield that appeared in the dream, as well as the broken red clothes, and the last road to heaven in the dream, will it finally become a reality.

Zhang Shaoyang didn't dare to think about it, his body was cold when he thought about it, and at this time, the Honghu Sword finally moved, it hung upside down like that, and then trembled slightly, and suddenly countless white air currents appeared under his feet, rushing towards the Honghu Sword, and in the end, all of them were swallowed by the Honghu Sword Whale.

Soon, a layer of white light lit up on the sword's body, and as the white qi was absorbed by the sword one after another, three different qi engines, black, yellow, and white, gradually emerged in the dense qi luck pool under the feet, each occupying a third of the area, and then rotating in one direction.

The scene was simply spectacular, looking at the huge rotating disk, which had surpassed all of Zhang Shaoyang's previous cognitions.

Zhang Shaoyang highly respects Taoist thought, so he has some understanding of the Tai Chi of Yin and Yang Mutual Aid, and now this three-color disc is shaped like adding a pole to the Yin and Yang fish, and it is no longer the atmosphere of the Yin Fish hugging the Yang Yang Fish hugging the Yin, but the strange thing is that he does not feel anything strange, on the contrary, he also feels extraordinarily harmonious.

As more and more qi luck was absorbed by the Honghu Sword, the mist in the qi luck pool had gradually dimmed, and finally the three-color qi machine became more and more obvious, and a moment later, the three-color qi machine suddenly compressed sharply from a huge disk, slowly forming a small three-color ball.

The air flow no longer rose from the luck pool, but the three-color ball became more and more dazzling, and finally it rose into the air, turning into a streamer and rushing into the air Honghu Sword, Zhang Shaoyang only felt that the strong light in front of him pierced him and couldn't open his eyes, and then the ball of light suddenly hit the sword in his hand.

There was no sound at all, and the light only lit up violently and suddenly dimmed, and then everything returned to its normal appearance, but on the Honghu Sword, there was an additional three-color brand, no matter how hard Zhang Shaoyang looked at it, he couldn't see what shape this brand was, it was like a thousand strands of thin threads entwined together, and then kept intertwining, deriving endless shapes.

"It's going to be over, right?" Seeing that everything was back to quiet, Zhang Shaoyang asked tentatively.

The Honghu Sword seemed to understand, and the qi emitted from the sword gradually disappeared, and then slowly fell downward.

Zhang Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that it was finally over, but the next moment, Zhang Shaoyang's face suddenly became flushed, all the green tendons in his body burst out, and his eyes were covered with countless bloodshots in an instant, and then black blood oozed from the corners of his eyes.

In just an instant, Zhang Shaoyang's mind was in chaos, he couldn't feel anything, he couldn't hear, he couldn't see, he couldn't smell, he only knew that an extremely fierce aura suddenly came from the sword's body, and in an instant, it traveled from the palm of his hand all over his body.

"Not good!" Yao Sanming exclaimed, Zhang Shaoyang in the sky at this moment, a series of explosions sounded from his body, how could Yao Sanming, who had practiced martial arts so far, not know what it meant, Zhang Shaoyang was experiencing the pain of broken meridians at the moment.

When he saw the Honghu Sword, Yao Sanming felt that this sword was extremely angry, and when he asked Zhang Shaoyang and Wu Sanqi to choose the sword, he hesitated whether this sword could be handed over to an ordinary person who didn't know anything about the sword.

But Zhang Shaoyang took the Honghu Sword with him for so long, and there has been no ominous thing, I didn't expect that the Honghu Sword has not really been cast at all, it can only be counted as the first embryo, until today I met this luck pool, the Honghu Sword is simply a great opportunity to soar into the sky, the Honghu Sword itself is the heaven and earth luck cast, and now it has absorbed so much heaven and earth luck, just like putting it in the furnace to burn the white calcine, now the Honghu Sword has been formed, and you can naturally feel the true strength of the person in your hand.

Yao Sanming was anxious, seeing that Zhang Shaoyang's clothes all over his body had been stained red with blood, if he continued like this, his apprentice would have to explain here, he didn't care about the thunder and punishment, now as long as Zhang Shaoyang and Honghu Sword are separated, there will still be a glimmer of life.

Yao Sanming was about to rise into the air, but was once again stopped by Yuan Tiangang, Yuan Tiangang also looked solemn at the moment, he sighed while looking at the scene in the air: "Brother Yao, even if you go, it won't help, now you can only look at his own creation, if he can carry this level, this sword will recognize him as the master, if he can't carry it, even if you forcibly intervene, he won't be able to live." ”

"What!" Xi Wan staggered, looking at Zhang Shaoyang, who had become a bloody man in the air, she only felt that her eyes were dark, but fortunately she was supported by Yuan Zhiyi on the side, she didn't dare to look at the tragic situation in the air, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she clasped her hands tightly, as if she was pinning all the hopes in her heart on these hands.

Just like beside the wishing well in Chang'an City, she held her hands and made a small wish that only she knew.

"Sister Fat, do you believe in gods?"

"Huh?" Yuan Zhiyi hesitated a little, and glanced at Xi Wan, who had her eyes closed, she didn't answer, but looked into the air again, where Zhang Shaoyang was still holding the hilt of the sword tightly, making a final dying struggle.