"Boom"

In the crimson underground cave, Wei Jing, who was sitting in the void, suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes, and two brilliant divine lights shot out, and the dense sword qi in the space suddenly cracked a huge gap in the middle, and two divine rays, one green and one white, rose from the sword casting pool, and the surging coercion spread out in all directions. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the next second, the sword qi in the sky disappeared like a tide, and was swallowed by the vague sword shadow, every minute and every second, the sword momentum emanating from it was growing, until finally, the void exploded, countless spatial cracks were generated, and a nine-zhang high heavenly sword phantom slowly rose from the sword pool, bringing thousands of winds, stretching endlessly, bombarding the hard rock walls around it.

The sword is not out, and the sword momentum is shocking.

Wei Jing's eyes showed a hint of expectation, at this moment, the power displayed by this sword had exceeded his expectations, such a powerful power could definitely be on par with the Heavenly Emperor Sword.

An invisible sword aura appeared in front of his eyes, sharply tearing through the void. "Snort" The sword qi slashed across his palm, and the bean-sized blood beads were connected into a red line, dripping into the sword pool below, and the surging magma couldn't help these blood beads, but in a few breaths, the sword casting pool in a radius of nine zhang was shrouded in a layer of blood.

"Sacrifice the spirit with blood, forge the sword with the heart. ”

Eight words came out of his mouth, and the rich blood color immediately turned into a whirlpool, and the vague sword shadow burst out with colorful streamers, and his blood merged into the Taoist text on the sword body, and a bloody wave erupted, and the countless Taoist texts were writhing, like tiny tadpoles, running through the sword body.

Using the blood of a swordsmith to strike a sword is a method that has been passed down since then.

At the beginning of ancient times, the human race fought in the demon race on the earth, and the ancestors of the human race explored the avenue, citing the flesh and blood essence of countless demon powerhouses, and cast a powerful sword soldier, accompanied by the human race to fight for a lifetime, and later the demon race was extinct, and the human sages improved the casting method, and used the blood of the swordsmith to raise the spirit for the blade.

There is such an article in the Wuji Pavilion of Shushan that is used to record the method of using blood to contain the sword, if it is about the strength of flesh and blood, the Six Realms, who can compare with him only respect, and use his blood to open the sword, which is also the only one.

Wei Jing's palm was clenched, and the jade-like five fingers erupted with terrifying suction, and the invisible vortex devoured everything.

"Up"

In the sword pool, this suction force acted on the vague sword shadow, and in an instant, the sword light moved the heavens and the earth, the sword roared and the storm was terrifying, and the rich blood color of the pool had been completely absorbed, leaving no trace behind.

The ancient sword body slowly rose from the churning magma, the cyan Dao exuded a terrifying edge, and the snow-white sword blade flashed with an icy cold glow, making people shudder.

"Sonorous"

The high-pitched sound of the sword roared suddenly, and the blade of the sword pierced through the void, echoing under the thousands of feet of the earth.

At the same time, this sword roar penetrated the earth and reached the heavenly dome thousands of zhang high, the clouds and mist were dispersed, and a terrifying edge shrouded the top of Shu Mountain.

All the Shushan disciples felt that their hearts were trembling, or they were afraid, and in their minds, the sound of the sword roar was getting louder and louder, and their eyes were full of fear.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng"

All the swords in Shushan are trembling, whether it is the long sword on the waist of the disciples of Shushan, the long sword used by the ancestors enshrined in the ancestral hall, or the mortal iron and flying swords, without exception, all of them are trembling.

It was a terrifying scene, they tried to control the blades in their hands, but found that no matter how much mana was entered, the imperial envoy sword technique, it had no effect, and those swords were not under their control at all.

"Town"

In the Wuji Pavilion, the five people of Qingwei each played a powerful sealing power before they stopped the shaking of the flying sword in their hands.

"What's going on, how I feel the sword in fear. ”

"I felt it, too, as if it was afraid of something. ”

Canggu Jingming spoke one after another.

Qingwei's face was happy, and then said: "Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, this is a sign of the birth of a divine soldier, if there is no accident, my Shushan will definitely have another powerful sword." ”

Only respecting the matter of forging the sword, he naturally knew that even he had to be surprised by the courage of his uncle, and recast the Yishui Sword with the Demon Suppression Sword, what a kind of mind this is.

"It seems that Uncle Shi is about to succeed. He stroked his white beard and smiled.

In the sword pool under the thousands of feet of Shu Mountain. That sword had completely detached itself from the magma, revealing its majestic blade.

Wei Jing's palm was drawn, and the long sword fell straight into his hand, and the two fingers of "sonorous" stroked the sword body, and the uncast kendo rules and sword qi that were wrapped around it suddenly dissipated, and what caught his eye was a sword body that exuded a bleak white glow.

The sword body is three feet three inches long, the whole body is white, like ice, it is engraved with a cyan sword inscription, emitting a deep ghostly light, the hilt of the sword is like jade, the whole is flawless, the atmosphere is simple, and the cold light is flowing in the blade.

"Haha, old man, how do you feel?"

Wei Jing stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the long sword in front of him, and the arrogant laughter suddenly sounded, shaking the void turbulently.

"From now on, you will be called the God of Zhu, accompany this seat, kill the Nine Heavens God Realm, and cut off the head of the God of Zhu. ”

And pointed into a sword, a sword qi extended, and his fingers engraved the word "Zhu Shen" on the sword body.

In an instant, boundless murderous aura erupted, and the terrifying killing intent self-deprecating divine sword rose, and the huge space was shrouded in a layer of scarlet mist.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng"

The sword spirit in the Zhu Shen Sword is still the sword spirit of the Yi Shui Sword, and it naturally has the same heart and mind as Weijing.

"Boom"

The huge stone door was split open by a sword, and the powerful sword wind shattered the powerful rocks, and Wei Jing's figure was like a gust of wind, and in an instant, it disappeared into the cave, leaving only a mess and a sword pool destroyed by the sword qi.

"Bang"

At the entrance of the cave in the back mountain, it was directly torn apart by Sen Ran's sword light, and Wei Jing held the sword of the god in his hand, did not stop, and rushed towards the ten thousand clouds.

"Boom"

Heaven and earth thundered, boundless clouds were born out of thin air, shrouded in the square of Shushan for thousands of feet, and the magnificent heavenly power came.

Thousands of thick electric snakes bombarded the void, the lightning flickered, the void shook, and the powerful Gangfeng came from the sky, like the sharpest heavenly knife, cutting across the earth, slashing out deep ravines.

"Slap Tart"

The heavens shook, and a terrifying thunderbolt blasted a huge mountain into countless pieces, and huge stones shot out, smashing the earth into huge holes.

This is the catastrophe of the divine soldiers, and only the most powerful weapons can cause the catastrophe, once the catastrophe is successfully crossed, the spiritual strength of the divine soldiers is greatly increased, and the power is endless, if it is not enough, it will turn into a piece of scrap iron.

This is the same as the catastrophe of the immortal cultivator, it is a test of oneself, and from then on, the immortal road is free, but it can't be over, and the body and soul will digest the ashes.

"This is Uncle Shi?"

Some Shushan disciples exclaimed.

"That's right, it's Shizu, what kind of sword is that in his old man's hand, the edge makes me can't open my eyes. ”

"Shizu, his old man is going to cross the catastrophe?"

Some disciples speculated.

At this time, Qingwei came from the sky and stopped at the front of all the disciples, and an invisible barrier was erected, blocking the surging power.

"All the disciples of Shushan, all retreat, this is the Divine Soldier Tribulation, don't disturb the Shibo Tribulation. ”

The cold voice sounded in everyone's ears, it was Qingwei who opened his mouth, and the surrounding Shushan disciples retreated one after another when they heard the words, far away, if they were accidentally injured by the Heavenly Tribulation, it would be more than worth the loss.

The rolling thunder took a few breaths to brew, and the purple sky was surging, and dense thunder and lightning came from the sky, enveloping half of the sky, and the momentum was terrifying.

Thousands of feet in the sky, Wei Jing's figure stood steadily in the void, the uncast wind blew from all directions, his white robe swished, the violent sword qi coiled beside him, his eyes were full of thick aggression, looking at the sky full of thunder and lightning.

"Chop"

As he spoke, the sword raised his hand and slashed out, the void was torn open an incomparably huge crack, the sword aura of Sen Ran was majestic and cold, and the unparalleled sword rules converged on the miserable white sword blade, which was incomparably sharp.

This sword, the sky is cut open, this sword, the earth is shaking, this sword, there is a terrifying and powerful power.

"Boom"

After a sword, there was no thunder in the heavens and the earth, all the heavenly canopies were torn open, and the catastrophe of the divine soldiers was annihilated.

"Hey, it's so powerful. ”

"Is this the power of the ancestor?"

"What a terrifying sword. ”

All the Shushan disciples were shocked by the scene in front of them, and the terrifying heavenly tribulation was gone.