Chapter 593: The Spirit of the Sword

Tao Zi felt extremely painful, and he had never even felt so much pain in his forging body.

The scorching thick magma enveloped him, and his heart was piercing, but he soon couldn't find himself, because the whole person completely melted into the magma.

The person is obviously dead and no longer exists, but the pain is not reduced in the slightest.

Why is it so painful, Wang Biyun?

Does she hurt more than herself?

"Woooooooooo......oo It hurts, it hurts. Tao Zi thought it was her own cry, but it turned out to be Wang Biyun.

She curled up in a ball, hiding in a corner and crying.

It was gray all around, and there was nothing but her.

"Junbao. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Cheng An's figure slowly approaching.

"Little brother. Wang Biyun raised her head: "Why are you here?"

"I'll accompany you, okay?" Cheng An squatted beside Wang Biyun and wiped the tears on her face with his hand.

"Not good. You all deserve to live well. The tone was unexpectedly firm.

Cheng An smiled slightly, no longer the original warmth and brightness, but a little sarcastic: "However, there is no chance." ”

He ...... Also, kill you?"

Cheng An closed his eyes, not wanting to answer.

"Yes. "Another man came.

Wang Biyun was startled and hurriedly jumped up: "Big brother, you ...... How do you ......"

Cheng Yin grabbed Wang Biyun: "Does it still hurt?"

Wang Biyun shook her head, tears rolling in her eyes again: "Why? Why can't we beat him even if we try so hard...... Is this fate?"

Cheng An looked up, and the three of them fell silent at the same time.

yes, is that fate?

How unfair is that fate!

Why should anyone do all the evil deeds, but take all the benefits?

Cheng Yin found a place to sit down, he died, did Cheng Yue get his wish?

What exactly does he want?

He must not be asked to do so.

......

When the day dawned, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and before it could fall into the magma, it turned into gas.

Cheng Yue stood by the furnace, like a snow statue.

The wind stopped completely, the speed at which the snowflakes fell slower and slower, and the heavens and the earth were sad and vast, and the miles were silent.

Suddenly, goo-goo!

There was a boiling in the furnace.

Cheng Yue moved, and his heart was also boiling.

Is it going to be done?

He hurriedly condensed his consciousness and carefully observed.

The boiling lava churned violently, and a huge sword embryo of extremely rough, black and red came to the surface.

Cheng Yue's eyes narrowed, and the whole person was as deep as an abyss.

Didn't work out?

What went wrong?

Could it be that the body of the sword heart with killing intent as a sword can't be the sword spirit of a divine soldier?

Or is it that the foundation is too low?

A strong wind blew, Cheng Yue almost couldn't stand, for this day, how long did he plan, how long did he plan?

How much effort did it take?

He only has Yuanying cultivation, but he wants to forge a super-grade super-rank, even beyond the immortal weapon.

The world laughed at him for being crazy, so he moved his clan, and the clansmen were afraid of him like a tiger, so he buried himself in forging a sword.

Because, when the god soldier is completed, no matter the clansmen around him or the people of the world, they will know his hard work and praise his genius.

The huge sword embryo began to sink, and Cheng Yue's heart gradually sank.

No, that's not what he wants!

In the snowstorm, Cheng Yue began to pinch.

One drop, two drops, almost half of the essence blood, were thrown into the lava......

Cheng Yue fell into the snow with a miserable face.

Heaven and earth are gloomy, and he desperately needs someone to accompany him.

"Shore, Shore!"

However, no one should be.

Only then did he remember that the son he had raised had also been thrown into the furnace.

......

"Brother, be careful!" Cheng An yelled, reminding Cheng Yin to pay attention to his back.

Behind Cheng Yin, there was a blood-red, foggy "thing" all over his body.

It can transform any shape, and naturally there is no fixed entity.

So, even if they break up, they will always come back together.

Wang Biyun was protected by the two brothers in the middle, there was not much fear on her face, and she even took action to solve one or two "shadows".

Their people are long dead, but their souls are trapped in one place.

Cheng An guessed that this was probably in the body of the sword that Cheng Yue wanted to cast.

There are a lot of shadows, but the sense of autonomy is not obvious, and the actions are mostly based on instinct.

Seeing that the three newcomers were not something they could deal with, they finally retreated.

The surroundings returned to emptiness and quiet.

Wang Biyun asked, "What is that?"

Cheng Yin was silent and didn't speak, but Cheng An said, "It's the same as us." ”

"Just like us?" Wang Biyun was shocked, she looked at her soul body, her hands, and she could still recognize her appearance.

But those shadows just now seem to be nothing.

If you don't become yourself, what's the point of staying in the world?

"Yes. Cheng Yin touched the top of her hair.

"Huh?" Wang Biyun looked up, looking puzzled.

"The soul is the best thing to keep a sword. Cheng An smiled sarcastically, he had never forged a sword, but it didn't mean that he didn't understand the process and the key points.

"Hehe, I knew that he was going around to catch human sacrifices and use them to raise swords, but I didn't expect that one day, he would also become the soul of sword raising. ”

Cheng Yin stared at him for a long time before saying, "No, you're wrong." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Xiao'an, we will always be brothers. Cheng Yin pulled Wang Biyun with one hand, and Cheng An with the other.

"Brother, what do you mean?" For some reason, Cheng An was a little flustered, but: "I want to know." ”

"Alas. Cheng Yin pulled the two of them to sit down: "Cheng Yue did all this, I'm afraid it's all because of me."

I have always hated Cheng An, hated him for being partial, hated him for taking me unfairly, and hated him...... Kill your mother......"

"What? Mother was killed by him? Why!"

"Listen to me first. Cheng Yin held down the excited Cheng An: "If it's as expected, those shadows are not used to raise swords." ”

Is that......

Wang Biyun and Cheng An looked at Cheng Yin, and Cheng Yin finally said, "It's used to support me." ”

"Why, big brother, where do you need him to raise?" Wang Biyun muttered in a low voice: "You have grown up to eighteen years old." ”

Cheng Yin wanted to pinch her face, but thinking about the current situation, he only said: "You all died because of me, but I have no choice, I can't save myself, let alone save you......"

Cheng An trembled a little, and finally asked a sentence: "He...... He wants you to become this sword spirit?"

Cheng Yin nodded, Xiao An has never been stupid.

"Hehe, hehehe...... Then the sword he killed you was also planned, right?" He looked at Wang Biyun, and said to Cheng Yin: "Because, he knows that this stupid girl will save you, and if she dies, you will have a stronger killing intent."

But what about me? He raised me to kill me?

Brother, you say, does he have a heart?

I haven't seen my mother, I've slept with him since I was a child, and he ......."

As he spoke, Cheng An's eyes changed: "What will you do?"

Obey it and become a sword spirit?

Cheng Yin patted him on the shoulder: "Since there is no next life, then this life will not let him get his wish." ”

Then, a little light appeared in his dantian.