There was no movement outside, and Tianhe walked into the sword-casting furnace with a solemn expression, and Xuzhen and Tiger Roaring Heaven followed him silently. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info didn't have any words, but at this moment, everyone seemed to have a spirit in their hearts, and they all knew that the only hope for survival was whether the spirit sword could be successfully cast.

Three days, a little rushed!

Falsely and diligently agitated the bellows, and the flames in the sword-casting furnace suddenly burst out, reflecting Tianhe's face uncertainly. One by one, he threw the four main ingredients into the sword-casting furnace and melted them, injected them into the sword embryo, and removed all the impurities in them with a unique casting technique.

Two days passed quietly, whether it was inside or outside the cave, the atmosphere was very dull, especially Nangong Ying, the anger on her body increased again, the blood red in her eyes deepened layer by layer, and her will was collapsing bit by bit.

“...... Is there anything else you'd like to say?"

Tiger Xiaotian finally couldn't help but speak, Tianhe had been staring at him intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes were hesitant and unbearable, which brought him a lot of pressure.

"The process of becoming a sword spirit is going to be painful, are you really going to do it?"

Tianhe held another piece of ore in his hand, which he had scooped from the mirage, called Night Star, the size of a fist, and the whole body was pitch black with a little white, as if the stars were twinkling at night.

Legend has it that after death, the soul will become a star in the sky, and it is not clear whether the legend is reliable Tianhe, but this is the origin of the night star. The name is good, but it does not hide the bloody nature of this ore, it will absorb the soul of the living soul for storage, and it is a necessary material for refining the spirit sword and the fierce sword.

“...... Promise me to help me take care of Xiaohu!"

Tiger Xiaotian took a deep breath and looked back at the direction outside the cave, he could feel that Xiaohu was also outside the cave, a stone's throw away, but unfortunately it was far away in the sky.

"Don't worry, I will let the most suitable person in the world always be by his side and take care of him!"

Tianhe did not answer him, but stared at the sword-casting furnace with full attention, he had thrown all the sword embryos into the furnace together, turning into a pool of golden pure liquid, surging like the Yellow River, the undulating waves occasionally turned into a roaring tiger, or condensed into a sharp sword and gun, slowly broke free from the shackles of the sword liquid, and rushed to the top of the sword-casting furnace vividly, trying to escape.

The sword intent of the famous sword has been generated, and the power is not under the four elephants, the four main mines this time, Tianhe is all engraved with the gold system Dao pattern, integrated into the true meaning of the sky, if you talk about the edge, the world's famous sword is afraid that it is difficult to stand out. On the other hand, it is difficult to tame this sword intent.

Fortunately, Tianhe doesn't need to tame it, just throw the night star in his hand into it.

"Get rid of distractions, don't hold grudges, jump, jump......"

Seeing that the night star melted into a little white light in an instant the moment it fell into the sword liquid, Tianhe pointed to the sword casting furnace, but felt that there were ten thousand catties of heavy stones hanging in his throat, and he couldn't spit out the words behind him no matter what.

"Remember your promise!"

In fact, there is no need for Tianhe to say anything, Tiger Xiaotian knows what to do later, because the sword liquid fused with the night star seems to have some kind of magic power, and constantly emits a vague desire, like the most beautiful trap in the world, tempting people to jump into it without hesitation.

"Ah......h

The deliberately suppressed voice resounded low and heavy in the sword-forging furnace.

The scene in front of him was too cruel, even if Tianhe was well-informed and saw this situation, he still couldn't help but close his eyes, but the scene of Tiger Roaring Heaven melting in the sword liquid was difficult to get out of his mind no matter what.

Legend has it that when the famous sword cadre cast Mo Xie, the lightning and thunder between heaven and earth, the ghost cried and howled, Tianhe didn't know whether it was true or not, but when the spirit sword was about to be cast, the earth was indeed shaking.

"What's going on?"

Xuzhen stopped his hands agitating the bellows, and the flow of sword liquid in the furnace suddenly slowed down.

"Don't be distracted, this is the critical moment, and you must not let the sword liquid stop. ”

Tianhe abandoned the slightest intolerance in his heart, opened his eyes and looked around carefully, as the tiger roared and was completely swallowed by the sword liquid, the surrounding sword intent seemed to be stimulated by something, and they became restless and furious, frantically attacking the top of the furnace, blasting the top of the furnace into cracks.

"It's already feeling threatened!"

Tianhe muttered lowly, looking in the direction outside the cave, the vibration just now was not natural, but because the fierce sword Baihu controlled Nangong Ying, wanting to take advantage of the spirit sword to attack and strangle the threat in the cradle, from which it can be judged that the sword spirit of the spirit sword has been preliminarily generated.

As Tianhe expected, a hand was slowly stretched out in the sword liquid, like a tender shoot buried deep in the ground, struggling to break free from the shackles of the soil and break out of the cocoon into a butterfly.

"Qiang ......"

An axe in the furnace seemed to be irresistibly lured, and flew backwards towards the big hand, like a drop of water falling into the sea, with a trace of ripples, and then quietly assimilated into the big hand.

Slowly, Tiger Roaring's head broke out of the sword liquid, and the fierce tiger sword intent in the furnace was also pulled, and he unwillingly rushed towards Tiger Roaring Heaven and merged into his skull.

"Hmm......"

Tiger Xiaotian shook his head desperately, there were countless cracks on his head, constantly spitting flames outward, it seemed that Fang Cai's sword intent was too powerful, making him a little unbearable, and he was about to explode and die.

"Tiger roaring, hold on, think about your son, and those souls of the same clan who were trapped in the fierce sword, now only you can save them......"

Tianhe anxiously encouraged, the sword intent into the famous sword, is the most difficult part of the sword casting process, now the difficulty has been transferred from Tianhe's hands to the tiger roaring sky, if he can't survive, not only will he end up in a scattered end, the casting of the spirit sword will also fail.

"Ah......h

The demon beast that dared to jump into the hot sword liquid, his courage and will are beyond doubt, the only thing lacking is the guiding light on the road to success, fortunately, Tianhe knew the bond of Hu Xiaotian and knew what he couldn't let go, so he pointed straight to his heart when he opened his mouth, so that Hu Xiaotian's consciousness was a little sober, he closed his eyes and roared loudly, slowly squeezing out the sword liquid from his upper body.

More swords, guns, swords, and halberds roared in, merging into Tiger Roaring's body, making him look more concise and more realistic and vivid.

"Boom ......"

The earth shook violently again, mixed with the sound of countless gravel falling, as well as Nangong Ying's loud roar. You don't need to ask Tianhe to guess that the cave can't hold it.

"Click......

What made Tianhe feel even more inexplicable was that the cracks on the top of the furnace were spreading rapidly, revealing cracks that were arm thick. This medium-grade famous vessel has finally come to the end of its lifespan.

"What's going on?"

The crack on Tiger Roaring's head was gradually healing, and the lower half of his body was also freed from the sword liquid, but there was no joy on his face, only panic from the heart.

The surrounding noises were all heard, including Nangong Ying's roar, which was as quiet as a deserted tomb buried deep underground, which made Tianhe shudder.

"No, it's ......"

Tianhe seemed to have been stepped on by his tail, and hurriedly picked up the sword liquid in the sword-casting furnace and poured it into the mold: "Senior brother, you get out of here quickly." Hurry!"

"Tiger Roaring Heaven, the trial that truly belongs to you is coming, if you can withstand the bombardment of the Heavenly Tribulation, the spirit sword will be considered a success, and your wish can be fulfilled, if your will is not strong enough......"

Tianhe didn't continue, because he also needed time to run, the Tribulation is not a joke, it doesn't care if you are the one who should be robbed, as long as you are within its attack range, it will not be finished if you don't blast you into scum. (To be continued.) )