When forging a weapon, the condition must be the most important thing for the weapon refiner.
Suddenly, when Shi Jian opened his eyes, he saw a ray of light flashing through his eyes.
A spiritual energy was flowing around Shi Jian's body.
"Come on, fire," he shouted softly.
The nine-curved divine fire seemed to sense something and automatically leapt into his palm.
Immediately, the flames began to spread crazily, covering Shi Jian's entire body.
When the nine-curved divine fire was like his limbs and could be controlled at will, Shi Jian raised his right hand.
Lifted up the fragments of the True God Sword.
The nine-curved divine fire turned into a long dragon and swallowed the five fragments in one go.
"Whoosh whoosh" the sound of burning flames sounded in the air.
Recasting the True God Sword is a very long project.
Especially the True God Sword is more difficult to use than ordinary weapons.
Shi Jian controlled the temperature of the Jiuqu Divine Fire, not a little too much, not a little too little.
This is also a test for him to control the flames.
Xu Zimo was not in a hurry. He and Lord Nu were sitting in front of the mountain top, enjoying the biting wind.
It was autumn at this time, and the maple trees in the distance were swaying in the wind.
A large piece of fiery red maple leaf fell in the air, covering the ground with a thick layer.
"Are you going to leave when the sword is finished," Lord Nu asked.
Xu Zimo nodded slightly and said with a smile: "There is no point in staying here anymore.
I'm going to find something interesting."
Lord Nu raised his right hand and pointed to the distant sky.
The scope of destiny is getting bigger and bigger, and that piece of sky seems to be painted by.
The wind and clouds are changing, and the spiritual energy storm is gathering.
The mountain rain is about to come, and perhaps the mountain rain this time will be stronger than any other time.
This will affect the fate of the entire Yuanyang Continent for an era.
"You will go there," Lord Nu said, pointing in the direction of Tianming.
Xu Zimo nodded.
"Be careful, don't capsize in the gutter," Lord Nu warned.
"No matter when and where you are, don't forget that you are a graduate of Tiandao College."
"How much do you know about the past?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Before? What do you mean?"
"The founder of the wild era," Xu Zimo replied.
"Are you talking about the Holy Lord?" Lord Nu was stunned for a moment, then asked.
As we all know, there are three periods in the history of Yuanyang Continent.
The age of myths, the age of wilderness, the age of emperors.
The era of emperors was created by Zhenwu Shengzong.
In historical descriptions, the creation of the mythical age has been obscured, but it was the God of War who ended the end of the gods.
The founder of the Wilderness Era is the Holy Lord.
The flowers in the Valley of Flowers bloomed and withered, and the man holding the True Divine Sword walked out of the Valley of Flowers, creating an era from then on.
He founded the Ancient Holy Court and suppressed one era after another. In the end, his traces became a mystery and disappeared into the mists of history.
The only thing left in the world is the true divine sword.
I left all the treasures and mysteries in the Ancient Holy Court, and the True Divine Sword is the key to there.
Since then, this legend has been circulating in Yuanyang Continent.
The man who grows flowers is also revered as the Holy Lord.
There have been many speculations about the identity of the Holy Lord in later generations.
Some people say that he is the incarnation of the demon clan.
Otherwise, how could the monster race flourish in the wild era and dominate other races?
Some people also say that he is a human being, but the Holy Lord has always been fair and never participated in racial conflicts.
The great prosperity of the demon clan has nothing to do with him.
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"You've finally asked the right person," Lord Nu said with a chuckle.
"For a while, I deliberately studied the history of our Yuanyang Continent.
I have read through all the ancient books in the academy."
"Then do you know where the Ancient Holy Court is?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Are you going?" Lord Nu asked.
Seeing Xu Zimo nodding, Lord Nu said: "Although I'm not 100% sure, according to my estimation.
The ancient heaven should be in the Shixue space."
"Where is the sealed blood beast?" Xu Zimo was stunned for a moment and said.
You must know that if there are no accidents, the True Divine Sword can definitely be forged.
But he is not yet sure about the location of the ancient heaven. After all, he has not studied much about the history of the Wilderness Era.
"It seems that the Holy Lord also has some small calculations," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
In the Shixue space, if you want to enter the ancient heaven, you must kill the peripheral Shixue beasts.
You must know that after the God of War ended the apocalypse of the gods, this blood beast almost ruled the world without the gods.
Their strength is self-evident.
Even if it is the Holy Lord's seal, it will be broken sooner or later.
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At this moment, Shi Jian used the Nine-Bend Divine Fire to melt for nearly seven hours.
The sky above our heads gradually darkened.
The fragments of the True Divine Sword began to turn red.
"Sacred Hammer," Shi Jian waved his right hand again, and saw the Supreme Hammer carrying overwhelming power.
It fell from the sky and landed in his hand.
He picked up the hammer and struck hard at the red-hot fragments.
The banging sound of "boom, boom, boom" came from above.
Xu Zimo knew that this so-called beating was not to change the appearance of the True Divine Sword.
Instead, wash away the lead and recast all the cracks in the fragments to make them look brand new.
In the sky, the moonlight is bright and soft.
Autumn nights are cool.
Xu Zimo leaned on the boulder next to him and looked at Shi Jian's busy figure.
With a little tapping, the cracks on the five fragments gradually disappeared after they were re-fused.
Shi Jian banged all night, and at dawn the next day.
Suddenly he saw a fire dragon rising into the sky, and he shouted softly, "Go away, sword soul!"
The sword soul of the True Divine Sword was directly driven into the sword.
All things have spirits, and this sword soul is equivalent to spirit.
The moment the sword soul entered, the sky seemed to sense something.
The sky suddenly changed color due to wind and thunder, and piles of dark clouds destroyed the original blue sky with white clouds.
The swirling black clouds above the head were slowly rotating in a counter-clockwise direction.
Within this vortex, thunder spread out bit by bit.
That's gray thunder.
With the smell of destruction and death.
The thunder is gathering little by little, but from the thunder spreading out, you can feel the amazing power contained in it.
"This is... Dutian Divine Thunder" Xu Zimo murmured to himself.
You must know that his Divine Punishment Eyes have three levels.
The strongest level is Dutian Shen Lei.
No one understands the power of this thunder better than him.
"It seems a little tricky," Xu Zimo stood up and said.
"I heard that this calamity is divided into nine levels. I don't know how many levels of calamity it will cause this time," Lord Nu stood up and said.
"No matter what level of catastrophe, we must protect Senior Brother Shi's safety," Xu Zimo said.
With the fusion of the sword soul and the true sword.
