After a while, Feng Lin walked in expressionlessly, and after meeting Zhang Feng, he stood aside and watched Ou Datie and the others forge swords.

After not seeing Feng Lin for many days, Zhang Feng glanced at him and felt that he had lost a lot of weight, and compared with the high spirits a few days ago, there was more silence and depression.

'It is estimated that there is not the slightest progress on the side of Dao Baifeng. Zhang Feng secretly guessed in his heart. But it also stops there, he has too many things, and Feng Lin's emotional problems don't let him remember it at all, after all, he is not a nanny, and it is impossible to care so much about his affairs.

The two of them just stood quietly and watched Ou Da Iron Forge Sword.

Zhang Feng didn't know that the sky outside the mountainside was gradually getting dark at this time. A large number of clouds from far and near converge on the top of the mountain. The clouds turned from white to gray, from gray to dark, and then from dark to black, and the black was terrifying.

Boom! Purple thunder and lightning rose and fell in the black clouds like dragons and snakes.

At the Sword Casting Pool, Zhang Feng also felt that something was wrong, the weather outside was comfortable before he came, the sky was clear, and there were no clouds. At this time, the rolling thunder can be clearly heard even in the belly of the mountain. Moreover, the thunder began half an hour ago, and continued to sound without stopping, and the sound became louder and louder, until at last even the ground felt a strong tremor.

In the legend, there are ten great swords in ancient times, and each of them is accompanied by a legendary vision.

"Ancestor Ou Yezi forged the Zhanlu Divine Sword, which is second only to the Xuanyuan Sword, in Zhanlu Mountain. The sword is also completed, the light penetrates the sky, the sun and the moon shine, the stars avoid color, and the ghosts and gods cry out. Today, with the help of the glory of our ancestors, we will gather thousands of years of luck, and we will surely cast an unprecedented divine soldier. Ou Datie's eyes were full of surprise, his lips trembled excitedly, tears brewed in his eyes, and he almost wanted to roll down.

Taking out the divine weapon again, Ou Datie knew that this was the last forging, holding high the hammer made of dark iron, and the muscles of his arms bulged high. With a hammer strike, thunder exploded outside. The walls of the cave shook, and a cloud of sand and dust fell from the rock.

"This is the real magic weapon. Zhang Feng watched Ou Da Tie knock it, and there was a thunder outside, this kind of weapon that accompanied the vision of heaven and earth was by no means comparable to those weapons that were circulated in the martial arts.

Feng Lin, who was standing next to him, looked at the two divine weapons with burning eyes, his eyes were full of naked desire, who doesn't like the supreme divine soldiers?

"Did he really succeed?" the sweeping monk imprisoned in the heavenly prison sighed consciously. Originally, I thought that the weapons forged by the Divine Cult with all the manpower and material resources were not too strong to sharpen iron like clay. I didn't expect that this divine soldier was born with this vision of heaven and earth, which is almost no longer a weapon in the world. I'm afraid that even if the golden bell jar is practiced to perfection. In front of it, it was also like papier-mâché, and it was lightly broken.

"There is no one in the world who can compete with him. The old monk's tone was low, full of worry and despair about the future.

"The movement has not disappeared, which means that he has not succeeded. Stinky boy, hurry up and find a way to escape, or when he succeeds, our lives will hang. Grandma Tong scolded urgently. During this time, the two of them were forced to have their blood drawn every day, and she knew that the Demon Lord had captured them both. It's to provide blood to the gods. If you wait for the divine weapon to be cast, the two people who don't have much value will probably end their lives.

Boom!

The old monk tugged at the iron chain on his arm, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Such a thick black iron is tied." Trying to escape is a fool's dream. "Darkiron is different from other irons, if it is an ordinary iron chain, he can still break free, but Xuantie. The old monk could only smile bitterly.

......

Thundered!

With the explosion of thunder, the atmosphere in the cave was very depressing, as if a big stone was pressed against his heart. Breathing is somewhat obscure.

Rumble!

When Ou Da Tie struck the final blow, the thunder that resounded through the world became the only one in the world. The huge cave shook violently, and everyone only felt goosebumps all over their bodies, as if a fierce beast appeared and was staring at themselves.

The disciples of the Divine Sect outside suddenly discovered something shocking.

"What's going on? My sword is shaking?"

"My knife too!"

"It's really evil, for no reason, the sword is so good at moving?"

Not only the Divine Cult, but also the Tibetan Sect, the Western Xia, the Liao Kingdom, the Dali and even the Great Song Dynasty, all the swords were abnormal.

Someone put the swords on the ground and noticed that they were actually moving, and the tips of the swords were pointing to the same place. Reach out and flick them so that they point to the east, but soon they move back again.

"The Buddha has the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, is this sword the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect now?" a young man looked at the sword moving on the table, touched his chin and groaned.

Ou Datie stared at the flames and walked up the stone steps step by step. Looking at the front covered by flames, only two vague shadows, he was stunned, and the experience of the past flashed in his mind like lightning and stone fire.

After a long time, Ou Datie came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Zhang Feng, and said, "I, the ancestor of the Ou clan, swear to forge a divine weapon that surpasses the ancestors. Now that it is in my hands, I will now use my body as a divine soldier to enlighten the spirit. But I still have concerns in my heart, my daughter is still in your hands, I hope you can let her go and keep her safe and secure for the rest of her life. ”

Ou Datie is a person who can dedicate his life to forging skills, and Zhang Feng's heart is full of admiration. His lips moved slightly, and he said a word to Ou Datie with the method of transmitting sound into the secret. "I am Zhang Feng, Jingyan is my wife, she is more important than my life. ”

He only talked about the relationship between the two, but this sentence was deeper than a solemn promise.

Ou Datie is a respectable person, Zhang Feng thought that he could go with peace of mind. It's not that he has to force Ou Datie to enlighten the spirit for the gods, but he insists on it.

Many people have people or things that are more important than their own lives in their hearts, husbands can fight hard for the innocence of their wives, parents can give the only lifebuoy to their children, and Jains would rather die than become monks. Even if it is Zhang Feng himself, there are people who are more important than his own life.

It is rare for a person to have his own persistence in his life, and it is also a joyful thing to be able to give his life for his persistence.

There is no doubt that Ou Datie regards sword forging as more important than his own life. Even if someone could sacrifice in his place, Ou Datie would not agree, and he would not allow someone to enlighten his soul in place at the last moment.

Ou Datie was shocked by Zhang Feng's secret, but he also let go of his obsession in his heart. He had a clear mind, and he approached step by step without worry.

"These two swords restrain each other, exist and destroy together, I hope you will do it yourself. Ou Datie gave Zhang Feng a final warning, and then the whole person jumped into the flames. (To be continued......)