For the craftsman to cast a weapon, the state must be the most important.

Suddenly, when Shi Jian opened his eyes, only a ray of light flashed through his eyes.

An aura of spirit flowed across Shi Jian.

"The fire is coming," he said softly.

This Jiuqu Divine Fire seemed to sense something, and it leaped into his palm automatically.

Immediately, the flames began to spread madly, covering Shi Jian's whole body.

Shi Jian just raised his right hand when the nine bends of divine fire were like his limbs and could be driven at will.

Lifted the fragments of the True God Sword.

The Jiuqu Shenhuo turned into a long dragon and swallowed five pieces in one bite.

The sound of flame burning sounded in the air.

Recasting the True Excalibur is a long project.

Especially the True God Sword is more difficult than ordinary weapons.

Shi Jian controlled the temperature of the Jiuqu Shenhuo, not much, but not much.

This is also a test for him to control the flame.

Xu Zimo was not in a hurry, he and Venerable Fury were sitting in front of the mountain, blowing a biting wind.

It was autumn, and the maple trees in the distance were swaying in the wind.

A large flaming red maple leaf fell in mid-air, spreading a thick layer on the ground.

"When the sword is finished, you have to leave," Venerable Anu asked.

Xu Zimo nodded slightly and said with a smile: "There is no point in staying here.

I am going to find something interesting. "

Venerable Wrath raised his right hand and pointed his head towards the distant sky.

The scope of the destiny is getting bigger and bigger, and the sky seems to be rendered past.

Wind and cloud changes, aura storms gather.

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building, perhaps this mountain rain is coming more intensely than ever.

This will affect the fate of the entire Yuanyang Continent for an era.

"You will go there," said Venerable Wrath, pointing in the direction of destiny.

Xu Zimo nodded.

"Be careful, don't capsize in the gutter," Venerable Anger warned.

"No matter when and where, don't forget that you are a student from Tiandao Academy."

"How much do you know about the past?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Before? What do you mean?"

"The pioneer of the reckless era," Xu Zimo replied.

"Are you talking about the Holy Lord?" Venerable Anur was taken aback for a moment, and then asked.

As we all know, there are three periods in the long history of Yuanyang mainland.

The age of mythology, the age of recklessness, and the age of emperors.

The age of all emperors was initiated by Zhenwu Shengzong.

In the description of history, the opening of the era of mythology has been blurred, but he ended the end of the gods by the **** of war.

The founder of the reckless era is the Holy Lord.

The flowers in the Valley of Flowers bloomed and withered, and the man holding the true sword walked out of the Valley of Flowers, and an era was created.

He founded the ancient holy court, suppressed one era after another, and finally disappeared into the mist of history.

The only thing left in the world is the true sword.

I left all the treasures and mysteries in the ancient holy court, and the true sword is the key to there.

Since then, this legend has been circulated in Yuanyang Continent.

The man who grows flowers is also honored as the Holy Lord.

There are many speculations about the identity of the Holy Lord.

Some people say that he is the incarnation of the Yaozu.

Otherwise, how can the monster race be prosperous in the reckless era, overwhelming other races.

Some people say that he is a human being, but the Holy Lord has always been fair and never participates in races.

The Yaozu Daxing has nothing to do with him.

"So you are asking the right person," Venerable Anger said with a light smile.

"For a while, I deliberately studied the history of our Yuanyang mainland.

I have read the ancient books of the entire college. "

"Then do you know where the ancient holy court is?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Are you going?" Venerable Anger asked.

Seeing Xu Zimo nodding his head, Venerable Anger just said, "Although I am not 100% sure, it is according to my estimation.

The ancient heaven should be in the space of blood. "

"Where is the sealed blood beast?" Xu Zimo was taken aback for a moment and said.

If you know that there are no accidents in the True God Sword today, it can definitely be made.

But he is still not sure about the location of the ancient heavenly court, after all, he has not studied much about the history of the reckless era.

"It seems that the Holy Master also has some small calculations," Xu Zimo smiled.

In the Shixue space, if you want to enter the ancient heaven, you must kill those peripheral Shixue beasts.

You must know that when the God of War ended the end of the gods, without the gods, this type of blood beast almost ruled the world.

Their strength is self-evident.

Even if it is the seal of the Holy Lord, it will be a matter of time before it breaks.

At this moment, Shi Jian used the Jiuqu Divine Fire to melt for nearly seven hours.

The sky above his head gradually darkened.

The fragments of those true divine swords began to glow red.

"The hammer," Shi Jian waved his right hand again, and saw the supreme hammer with overwhelming power.

It fell from the sky and landed in his palm.

He picked up the hammer and slammed it at the red-hot fragments.

The sound of "boom boom boom" came from above.

Xu Zimo knew that this so-called beating was not meant to change the appearance of the True God Sword.

Instead, it washes away the lead and recasts all the cracks in this fragment, which can be completely new.

In the sky, the moonlight is bright and soft.

Autumn nights are cool.

Xu Zimo leaned on the huge rock next to him, looking at Shi Jian's busy figure.

With a little bit of beating, after the five fragments re-fused, the cracks on the top gradually disappeared.

Shi Jian beat all night, the dawn of the next day.

Suddenly I saw a fire dragon rising into the sky, and with his soft drink, "Go to the sword soul!"

The soul of the True God Sword was directly shot into the sword.

Everything has a spirit, and this sword soul is equivalent to a spirit.

The moment the sword soul entered, the sky seemed to sense something.

The sky suddenly changed from wind and thunder, and piles of dark clouds banned the original white clouds and blue sky.

The black cloud that looked like a whirlpool was on top of the head, slowly turning in a counterclockwise direction.

In this whirlpool, the thunder spread out little by little.

It was the gray thunder ~www.mtlnovel.com~ with the aura of destruction and death.

The thunder is condensing a little bit, but from the spreading thunder, you can feel the amazing power contained in it.

"This is... the Thunder of the God of Heaven" Xu Zimo muttered to himself.

You must know that there are three layers in his God's Eye of Heaven's Punishment.

The strongest layer is Du Tian Shen Lei.

No one knows better than him, the power of this kind of thunder.

"It seems a bit tricky," Xu Zimo stood up and said.

"I heard that this heavenly calamity is divided into nine levels, I don't know how many levels of heavenly calamity this time can attract," Venerable Fury also stood up and said.

"Regardless of the level of the tribulation, we must protect the safety of Brother Shi," Xu Zimo said.

With the fusion of the soul of the sword and the true sword.