Zhu Minglang disdains this!

God is quite tempting.

But God has treated him well. Recently, Zhu Minglang also clearly felt that his Fu Chen divine character seemed extraordinary. Perhaps this is the treatment that the top scholar in Longmen should have.

I guess I will be no less than the Seven Gods of the Beidou in the future, so there is no need to compromise for this little god's cultivation and look longer.

The most important thing is that Zhu Minglang is quite satisfied with the power of his god. The evil sword immortal, which is incompatible with the world, is not suitable for the immortal spirit like him!

Zhu Minglang naturally refused, but fortunately the sword spirit dragon could hold on, so that Zhu Minglang could always remain awake and not be deceived by his mind.

"Zhu Zun, it's untied, let's go away quickly!" Ling Song said.

Zhu Minglang finally saw the four walls returning, and the stairs finally appeared.

Following the wooden stairs to the first floor, Zhu Minglang saw lightning and thunder outside the pagoda, intertwined with ice and fire, and it was obvious that the battle never stopped.

As soon as Zhu Minglang stepped out, he saw the female Arhat wearing zither clothes standing there. Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, her arms and fists slightly tangled, and the golden flames on her body were sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

If you look closely, you will find that there are still some blood on her shirt's wide sleeves, which should be injured by a sword weapon.

Sure enough, this female Arhat is not Linghu Ling's opponent.

The female Arhat was all focused on Linghu Ling, and she didn't expect that two little thieves had already sneaked into the pagoda.

Her back was facing Zhu Minglang and Ling Song, her eyes were facing Linghu Ling standing on the eaves. At this time, Linghu Ling had already summoned some of the blue flying swords. It was probably because the two of them had spent too much time in the pagoda, and she had to show her true strength to deal with this divine master-level female Arhat.

"Please give it up!"

Zhu Minglang has a bad temper now, and his eyes are full of evil silver sharps. Seeing the female arhat blocking her, he walked over and kicked the female arhat down the ladder before the other party could react!

When the female Arhat felt that there was someone behind her, she was too late and kicked directly to the stairs by Zhu Minglang, and threw heavily on the hard stone bricks, still facing the ground!

Ling Song, who was beside him, was stunned.

This... this is just kicking the female arhat on the butt, and it's so fierce!

Zhu Minglang is very irritable now and will not be polite if anyone blocks his way!

The female arhat climbed up, turned her head and looked at Zhu Minglang in anger. She patted the dust on her body, and the flames on her body became inexplicably prosperous, as if Zhu Minglang's humiliation had stimulated her potential.

Zhu Minglang stood there, and suddenly one soul mountain after another appeared behind him. These soul mountains were piled up, one more and one higher than the other, and they could not see the top at all. However, when you stare carefully, you will find that the horrific scene behind Zhu Minglang is not the soul mountain at all, but the mysterious ancient holy demon after another. They have three heads and six arms, their fairy fetal demon souls, and their evil light soars into the sky...

When the female arhat saw these scenes, she felt as if she had been taken away from her soul. She stood there blankly. Soon a sense of fear that was born in the depths of her soul spread rapidly to her whole body like a deep cold air, making her whole body shiver and making her unable to stop wanting to cry in pain!

"Let's go."

Zhu Minglang walked past the female arhat. The female arhat completely lost the courage to confront her. She even retreated to the side, constantly muttering the word "Tianshu Lord's Divine Hun" as the word "Divine Hun" hatred."

However, Zhu Minglang is the one who killed Hua Qiu Shen. It is useless to recite such words of protection in front of him. Instead, it will produce a more mysterious sense of suppression and fear, which will destroy the female arhat's understanding of the hierarchy of the gods!

Zhu Minglang walked out of the pagoda temple in a swagger.

After whistling, Fengyue Bailong and Hell Dragon flew over one after another, one left and one right. No matter how many powerful people and gods from Tianshu Shenyu were sent outside the pagoda and temple, Zhu Minglang was not afraid!

In fact, Zhu Minglang's current half-in-evil state is already quite terrifying. The aura of the Xuan Ancient Holy Demons is being released through Zhu Minglang's body. There are few gods in Tianshu who dare to face the Xuan Ancient Holy Demon army!!

Tens of thousands of ascetic monks were outside, Zhu Minglang jumped onto the Moon White Dragon and opened the way with the King of Hell Dragon.

As soon as they flew into the sky, tens of thousands of ascetic monks also climbed into the sky together. They held bundles of silver hemp ropes and threw each other in the air, forming a huge demon-hide sky net in extreme times.

Zhu Minglang held the sword in his left hand, which was the Yinxi evil sword that had just been born, and it was the sword evil dragon.

"Swish!!!"

With a sword, the sky and the earth changed color, and then all demons broke out into the sky. The souls of the gods and demons were comparable to the magic weapons and weapons in the sky, and they massacred those ascetic monks!!

The broken body of the ascetic monk fell down, causing a bloody rain to stupa, temple and around him.

Zhu Minglang never ruthlessly treats these lackeys of Hua Qiu, and kills as much as he can in front of him!

Thousands of ascetic monks were killed, and the power burst out by the sword evil dragon was definitely at the level of a god. Not to mention that these ascetic monks who have not yet transformed into gods could not bear it, I am afraid that the female arhat and the two monks and masters would be killed even when they stood in front of Zhu Minglang!

This unstoppable evil nature made Linghu Ling even more worried. She looked at Zhu Minglang who was slaughtering in the air and hesitated for a moment, but in the end she did not inform Yuheng God of Zhu Minglang of this evil state.

She flew to Zhu Minglang and spoke to Zhu Minglang, "It's not too much time, leave here first."

"Okay!" Zhu Minglang was not obsessed with killing. He put away his sword and flew north on Fengyue Bailong.

Seeing Zhu Minglang stop immediately, Linghu Ling breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Zhu Minglang still maintained his sense of autonomy. The reason for killing was only because of the grudges between him and the Chinese hatred.

Linghu Ling also knew that since Zhu Minglang cut off Hua Qiu's wandering shell from the Longmen, then in the Beidou Shenzhou, there must be only one person who can survive in Hua Qiu, and he has no mercy and ruthlessness to treat the enemy!

"The evil energy has begun to enter the body..." Zhu Minglang said.

"There is still some time before dawn." Linghu Ling said.

"Ye Ran Sword is a Ye Ran Sword. It can exert much more power at night. After dawn, the Ye Ran Sword will be much weaker, which will be even more unfavorable to me at that time." Zhu Minglang said.

"Then..." Linghu Ling didn't know what to say for a moment. Seeing Zhu Minglang's situation, she was also a little anxious and helpless.

"It should be too late. If something happens, I will destroy my arm. The sword evil dragon has eroded my arm." Zhu Minglang said, lifting his left hand.

His left hand has grown together with the sword evil dragon without a sword hilt, and his left hand is equivalent to a part of the sword evil dragon.

The sword evil dragon is a newborn evil baby demon child. It needs vitality as its body. If it delays further, Zhu Minglang will not only be his arms, but his entire body.

"One-armed one-armed one-armed one-armed one-armed one-armed one-armed one-armed one-armed one-armed one-speaking one-armed one-speaking one-speaking one-armed one-speaking one-armed one-speaking one-speaking one-armed one-speaking one-speaking one-speaking one-speaking one-speaking one-speaking one-speaking one-speak

After saying this, Ling Song saw the eyes of Zhu Minglang and Linghu Ling, so he shut up obediently.

...

When we arrived at Guwang Town, it was already dawn.

At the end of the town, Zhu Minglang saw a desolate ancient village. The entire ancient village had many abandoned stoves, iron troughs, weapons racks, and casting tools workshops...

It seems that this place was indeed a casting village in the past, and it was also brilliant, with a large scale, but it was a bit old and long time.

Zhu Tianguan is already by the furnace.

The furnace was obviously abandoned for too long and many places failed. Zhu Tianguan took a whole night to make it barely work.

The furnace was already heating up, and it was filled with some flammable fire ambergris crystals. Hong Geng transformed into a firesmith and was pushing the train wheels again and again so that the entire furnace could grind those saliva crystals faster and make the fire more fierce.

"You are here, are the sword material ready?" Zhu Tianguan didn't have time to raise his head and was washing the sword trough again and again to ensure that there was no impurity on it.

Zhu Minglang handed the remaining Yin Xi Shatter to Zhu Tianguan. At this time, Linghu Ling, who was standing beside him, held Zhu Minglang's hand.

"Use your right hand." Linghu Ling reminded.

Zhu Minglang then realized that his hand was reaching out to get Yin Xi's broken hand, which was the left hand.

He is used to using his right hand to get things on his daily basis. This behavior clearly shows that he is dominated by the sword evil dragon!

Once your left hand touches the Yinxi Fragment, it is very likely that the remaining Yinxi Fragment will be absorbed by the sword evil dragon...

Zhu Minglang himself was shocked and sweated coldly!

It felt that it was only a small step away from becoming an evil person. Fortunately, Linghu Ling stopped him in time.

Could it be that Linghu Ling is the little fairy sent by Zhengcang, who pulled herself back to the right way at the critical moment...

After changing his hand, Zhu Minglang handed the Yinxi Fragments to Zhu Tianguan. Zhu Tianguan did not touch them with his hands, but instead used a hot molten pot to catch these Yinxi Fragments.

"Blood." When Zhu Tianguan was casting, his temperament was different from that of an old naughty boy. He was serious and focused. He had nothing else in his eyes except for casting. No wonder the twin-haired sword cultivator Lou Qian said with a handsome uncle on the left and a uncle on the right.

"What blood?" Zhu Minglang said in confusion.

"Your blood is best at the tiger's mouth. In the Forsaken Sword Forest, you used the rust sword you once practiced as the sword material. Those rust swords drank your blood. To cast a sword spirit that belongs only to you, you need your blood." Zhu Tianguan said.

"Oh, okay!" Zhu Minglang asked the sword spirit dragon to cut open the tiger's mouth of his palm, and then let his blood slowly drip on the slowly melting silver shreds.

The Yinxi's Fragment quickly melted into the silver liquid. After being mixed with Zhu Minglang's blood, a trace of bright red appeared. For the sake of the divine blood, the Yinxi Fragment continued to shine during the smelting process. It was brighter and more dazzling than the slurry, and no less than the Yinxi Fragment that melted into liquid!

"Okay, you can go out and leave the rest to me." Zhu Tianguan needed absolute concentration, and anyone next to him would feel that it was a kind of interference.

Hong Geng, the temporary firecracker, also left. Everyone left the ancient village. Looking at the continuous green rain in the sky, they could only calm down and wait slowly.

Unfortunately, everything did not go as they expected. At Wushi Mountain in Guzhuang, rocks began to roll down. Then the surface of Wushi Mountain seemed to be peeled off by some force. The entire mountain covered with a large area of ​​black stones slid down, and then the extremely terrifying rolling stone flow rushed down the hillside towards Guzhuang.

Above Wushi Mountain, a ridge like a saw, and a crazy dragon with red colored red maple fire drilled the entire mountain. The standing tall pavilion body swayed in the air, and the whole body kept emitting flames, like a fireball spurted out from a volcano and smashed towards the mountain down!

"Yan Feng Dragon God???"

"Dimen Sword Sect!!"

Ling Song said in surprise when he saw the astonishing fire dragon on Wushi Mountain.

"Didn't they definitely not be able to get there before noon?" Zhu Minglang glanced at the sky. It was still early in the morning!!

"I guess it's because Tianshu and Yuheng's earth veins and ridges are already bordered, and I don't estimate this in it." Ling Song said.
Chapter completed!