Buzzing!

The cyan turtle stone platform shone brightly, like a small cyan sun, constantly flying in the air.

The fierce wind pressure is like a dragon and tiger roaring, although it seems to be the size of a palm, it has the power to shake the mountains.

Just when Yang Hao was extremely satisfied with the power of this half-step spirit weapon, the Sun Essence in his chest burst out with a violent reaction, and in an instant, it burst out from the former's robe.

As if stimulated by something, the sun spirit jumped up and down and directly crashed into the Xuangui Stone Seal in mid-air.

"Oops!"

Seeing that the Sun Essence was about to crash into the Xuangui Stone Seal, Yang Hao lost his voice in worry.

"Boom!"

Contrary to Yang Hao's expectations, between the splashes of sparks, the Xuan Turtle Stone Seal, which was a half-step spirit weapon, was easily knocked to the ground by the Sun Essence.

Looking at the stone seal that seemed to be embedded in the ground, Yang Hao was a little overwhelmed, after all, the power of the former was close to an entire mountain.

Just when Yang Hao was looking at the Sun Spirit Wall that was constantly scurrying around the former, Boss Bai seemed to have discovered something, and said with a frown.

"He seems to have something to tell you! ”

Hearing this, Yang Hao also had the intention of trying it out, and put a wisp of aura into the essence of the day.

Driven by the aura, the Sun Jingbi also erupted into a substantial flame light, and then the former was the center of the circle, radiating a one-meter-long light curtain.

When the light curtain was completely formed, clear pictures gradually appeared on the slightly chaotic screen.

It was a magma surface covered in ice and snow, and at this moment, there was a grand sword-forging platform slowly breaking through the ice and rising out.

Above that, on the pitch-black and dark walls on all sides, the Sifang Town Heavenly Beasts were carved.

The dragon of the East Pole guards the sky.

The tiger that kills the West Pole in the west is endlessly murderous.

The south side of the Antarctic is bathed in fire and the phoenix burns everything.

The North Pole Holy Spirit Xuanwu suppresses the Cosmos.

The appearance of the Four Extremes Spirit even caused a slight crack to appear in this light curtain.

On top of the gradual platform guarded by the four spirits, the furnace used to forge the blades was still burning.

And on the burning flame, there are knives, guns, clubs, axes, hooks and forks, eighteen kinds of divine weapons.

These things are all blooming with amazing spiritual power fluctuations, and there is no doubt that these weapons will be weapons of great prestige if they are cast.

"That's the sword-casting platform of the Sword Casting Holy Gate!" Boss Bai's face rose with an extremely surprised expression, and he said solemnly.

Yang Hao's eyes were also filled with a look of extreme consternation, if this was the sword casting platform, then whether that weapon was on it.

That thing has the potential to go beyond artifacts.

Just as Yang Hao's realization kept scanning the picture, the former also accidentally discovered the traces of the blood spirit and Mu Huan'er.

At this moment, the two of them are also on extreme vigilance, and at a short distance, that vigilance has also reached the greatest level.

"So many, which one is it?" didn't have the heart to care about the two of them, Yang Hao couldn't help but feel extremely hot in his heart.

It seemed that he had heard Yang Hao's words, and the flame light curtain formed by the Sun Jingbi was also a sword that pushed the lens towards the corner.

In Yang Hao's sight, that sword should not be called a sword, not to mention the rust, not to mention the sword embryo, not even the sword embryo was cast, and the whole shape was like broken copper and iron.

Compared to the majestic appearance of other weapons, this one is simply miserable.

However, when the picture locked on the sword's body for less than a second, the light curtain also shattered abruptly.

The current situation is very simple, it must be that the blood spirit who has the other half of the moon essence has found the sword-casting platform of the Sword Casting Holy Gate back then, and Mu Huan'er is naturally a follower.

Then with the other half of the day, the essence of the day is naturally capable of projecting all this.

After the light curtain dissipated, the sun spirit was still trembling, and the mood was extremely anxious.

"You mean to tell me to go there to get the sword?" Yang Hao, who realized it later, understood the meaning of the day essence and said.

Ri Jingbi nodded quite humanely, and then after Yang Hao turned around, he hooked the corner of the latter's clothes and walked in a certain direction.

Of course, Yang Hao, who left suddenly, also transmitted the message to Ah Hu and the four of them, asking them to leave to go back to the sect first, and he was going to do an extremely dangerous thing.

.......

With the rise of the Sword Casting Platform, the cold ice layer formed by the ice and snow runes was also completely destroyed by the former, and the extremely hot breath replaced the power of ice and descended again.

The sea of magma and fire incinerated the remaining ice cubes, and the sound was like the fiery sound of firecrackers, one after another.

At this time, the atmosphere on the surface of the magma was surprisingly oppressive.

On the side, the blood spirit stared at Mu Huan'er with a charming face not far away.

On the other side, the blood one and a group of blood guards slowly sealed the Xingchen Purple Flame with the heavy blood waves of the Blood Chain Locking Spirit Array.

However, due to the dissipation of the ice and the extreme heat brought by the hot magma, the Blood Wave Seal also seemed to be moving towards a precarious way.

As for the last area of the Four Spirit Casting Sword Platforms, the powerful weapons inserted in the raging flames on it basically released his unique charm all the time.

It can be said that the purpose of the two groups present is to select the rumored transcendent artifact on the sword-forging platform to resist the heavenly punishment.

Under the fiery magma flames, Mu Huan'er was also smiling, and the beauty that bloomed by accident was another blood spirit and a group of blood guards, and their brows tightened tightly.

Right now, there was also a faint killing intent on the corner of the blood spirit's mouth, originally after fighting with Mu Huan'er, no one could help the other party, and they were immediately separated from each other.

Looking at the results, it was obvious that Mu Huan'er took advantage of her as a rune master to hide, and followed the blood spirit to the position of the final sword-casting platform. How could such an act not make the arrogant blood spirit angry and churning.

"Mu Huan'er, you slut! Since you followed Lao Tzu here, it seems that you don't want to live anymore. ”

The temperature in Mu Huan'er's eyes dropped suddenly, and under that cold gaze, she sneered and said to the blood spirit.

"Hehe! Blood Spirit Child, it seems that your unclean mouth still hasn't improved in the slightest!"

"If you don't want it, then the slave family will help you tear your mouth apart. ”

After all, Mu Huan'er's strength was stronger than that of the blood spirit, and as the cold words fell, even if it was a magma surge, he felt the surging aura, and directly concave a few meters downward.

Now that this is the moment, Mu Huan'er's threatening words naturally can't scare the blood spirit, but instead makes this stalemate atmosphere develop in a more radical direction.

"Hmph! Lao Tzu is not scared, since it is here, if you don't leave, I will die here!"

The blood spirit snorted coldly, the magma exploded under his feet, and his figure soared into the sky, and the blood spear in his hand carried a strong smell of blood, like the claws of a blood dragon bursting down.

Mu Huan'er looked at the blood spear, and her pretty face was covered with boundless coldness, which was enough to charm all beings, and her red lips lifted a sarcastic word.

"Even if you Blood Killing Hall's first-ranked and second-ranked Blood Heaven and Blood Martial Arts don't dare to speak out in front of me, and you don't have the slightest qualification!"

When the blood spear that shone with the cold light was less than a meter away from Mu Huan'er, it also moved.

I saw Mu Huan'er turn her wrist, and her middle finger and thumb were holding a purple silver needle like a hair.

"Brush!"

With a flick of his fingers, the purple needle pulled out a trace of a complete vacuum in the air with extremely sharp energy, and pointed at the sharp tip of the blood spear with incomparable precision.

"Dang!"

The two sharp objects collided together, setting off an extremely dazzling fire, and circles of visible ripples scattered from the contact points, and at the same time, they stirred up a magma fire like waves.

The magma fell like raindrops, after all, the cultivation of spiritual power was also slightly stronger than Mu Huan'er, so in this round of confrontation, the blood spirit also suffered a little loss, and his footsteps were also stepping on the magma flame and taking a few steps back.

If you lose this battle, the tide of the battle will be reversed.

Sure enough, how could Mu Huan'er give up such an excellent offensive opportunity.

The jade hand kept twisting the spiritual energy silk thread to control the purple needle, and the viper-like fierce attack rushed away like a torrential rain, bursting into the blood spirit's heavy blood spear defense array.

Because of the characteristics of the purple needle, the attack is elusive and strange and difficult to prevent, and under each round of sky-high attack, a subtle blood mark will appear on the body of the blood spirit like a small sword.

As he retreated, the blood spirit's footsteps stepped on the hot magma, and because of resisting the strength unloaded by the purple needle, it caused a series of pillars of magma fire that seemed to rise to the sky.

has lost the role of a group of blood guards, judging from the actual results, the blood spirit is indeed going to retire Mu Huan'er.

Just in the unbearable retreat of the blood spirit, the former suddenly exerted his strength, the blood spear suddenly shook open the slender purple needle, and his hands continued to inject blood-colored aura, and with a step on his feet, he once again set off a round of magma like a wave, bursting out.

"You slut, give me death!" The blood spear in his hand was round, and a round of blood-colored energy like a blood moon fluctuated with surging spiritual power, cold and sharp.

"Blood Moon Slash!"

The blood spear in the blood spirit's hand swung at Mu Huan'er.

"Wow!"

In the extremely powerful blood moon explosion, the hot magma below was like the sea, cracking an extremely deep trace, and the surrounding flames were suppressed to an extremely low position.

Mu Huan'er looked at the surging blood moon, and the corners of her mouth also raised a sarcastic smile.

"Brush!"

Two purple needles ejected out of his hand again, and at the moment, under the urging of Mu Huan'er's strong aura, the volume of the three purple needles increased by more than a hundred times at the same time, just like three long swords shining with extreme purple light.

"Three Purple Phantom Swords"

Mu Huan'er snorted, flipped her wrist, and three purple swords erupted with an extremely sharp aura and roared towards the blood moon.

"Boom!"

When the two collided, they both erupted into terrifying and piercing sounds, and the already churning sea of magma and fire in the feature film was now pulled by the two forces, like a sea in anger.

The flame magma that rose to the sky rose one after another, and the towering waves of fire fell heavily and circulated again, and under the sea of fire one after another, it was like the apocalyptic appearance of a red flame tsunami.

And just when Mu Huan'er and the blood spirit were fighting fiercely, Yang Hao, who was belated, had already hidden the sun essence in his robe, and quietly hid it in a dark corner close to the magma area, his eyes on the chaotic battle situation and remained motionless.

This time, Yang Hao still chose to be the mantis catching cicadas and the yellow finch that laughed to the end.