In the sword tomb, Wang Xuan practiced his sword skills non-stop.
After being forced to perform the five sets of swordsmanship in the Perfect Realm three times, he found that his body seemed to be out of control, so he was forced to continue practicing.
The dense air rose and enveloped the entire mountain top.
Gradually, these airflows changed, and began to twist as if being grasped by something.
After a while, the dense air turned into a black giant sword reaching the sky.
There is a black airflow extending from the hilt of the giant sword, which just controls Wang Xuan's limbs.
In response to this situation, the Iron Sword, which had always been a loyal protector, showed no sign at all, as if it were a completely dead thing.
Although the body is controlled, the mind is not imprisoned.
Wang Xuan, who had never encountered such a situation before, cursed in his heart.
What kind of bullshit sect is this? It’s simply unreliable.
Before he could curse a few words, the giant sword began to change.
The entire fiery red mountain began to tremble, and a large hole appeared in the center of the mountain top.
The inside is fiery red and looks like a red-hot stove.
Under the pull of the giant sword, Wang Xuan could only watch himself being led into the big hole bit by bit.
The speed is not fast and the landing is slow.
On the way to land, the black air seemed to be alive, and it penetrated directly into his skin, and blood flowed smoothly.
"Great Wilderness Blood Alchemy."
According to his estimation, if he really allowed it to absorb it like this, he would probably be sucked dry.
As a precaution, he could only choose to slowly extract the blood hidden in his body, lest the blood dries up and his life could not be saved.
Facts have proved that there is a certain truth in taking precautions before they happen.
Gradually, the rate of decline became faster and faster, and accordingly, more and more blood flowed out of his body.
In just this moment, at least one-third of the blood flowed out of the body. If it weren't for the operation of the Great Wilderness Blood Refining Technique, which converted the previously absorbed blood, the person would have died long ago.
I don't know how long it took, but Wang Xuan felt dizzy and his limbs were weak. Even if there was blood supply, it was still a huge burden on his body.
Fortunately, we finally reached our destination.
This is a huge stone hall. The stones on the floor are polished extremely smooth, and even the walls look the same.
In the center of the hall, there is a furnace more than three feet high, with the furnace lid hanging on the side by a chain.
Waves of hot air emanated from the stove, making the entire hall extremely hot.
When Wang Xuan landed, the black airflow finally let go of Wang Xuan.
When Wang Xuan looked at the giant sword again, he found that the sword had been shrinking, or in other words, it was solidifying and condensing.
The body of the sword was black and red. When the sword was only more than ten feet high, it stayed above the furnace, motionless.
After taking a closer look at the sword body, Wang Xuan discovered something was wrong. It could not be considered a sword because it was hollow extending from the proximal end of the hilt to the sword body.
From a distance, it looks familiar, because its hollow shape resembles a sword.
"Why does this feel familiar?"
Sure enough, soon, the iron sword in his hand was trembling desperately, trying to break free from his shackles.
"You don't mean to..."
Before he finished speaking, the iron sword pulled hard, broke free from its restraints, and flew towards the sword above the furnace.
With a "pop" sound, it was installed directly on top, and it fit perfectly.
After the iron sword was installed, it began to slowly sink into the furnace.
Correspondingly, the corresponding place of the iron sword is also being covered by black and red airflow.
After the sword completely enters the furnace, the furnace lid clicks and is closed directly.
"What kind of bullshit sword tomb is this? It's really losing my wife and losing my troops. Although I don't have a wife, but if I really want to put my iron sword in it, I'm not done with you."
Although he didn't know the specific situation, Wang Xuan had a vague feeling in his heart that maybe the furnace was refining swords.
After looking around, there was nothing strange about it. The strangest thing was the furnace.
With a tap of his toes, he came directly to the furnace. Before he could take a closer look, he discovered that the temperature of the furnace was unusually high.
As a last resort, Wang Xuan had no choice but to come down.
Turning his palm, a long sword appeared in his hand.
The Baichi Sword, a low-grade earth-level sword, is quite easy to use.
Taking a deep breath, while I still had some insights, I started practicing the Five Elements Sword Technique.
Since the entrance examination of Wanjian Sect, the sect has been preaching one thing, which is to practice the Five Elements Swordsmanship well.
Starting from the Dead Wood Sword Technique, to the trip to the Black Tower, and then to the Five Elements Secret Realm, when Wang Xuan successfully understood the power of the sword on the battlefield of broken veins, everything fell into place so naturally.
Now in this sword tomb, because of the Five Elements Sword Technique training, it seems as if there is some force affecting him.
This time, I was practicing Five Elements Swordsmanship next to the furnace. Suddenly, the black sword in the furnace began to turn red.
While practicing sword skills, thoughts were swirling in my mind, and like a sudden glimpse, I somehow thought of the sword used on the fortress wall on the Broken Vein battlefield.
Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, and he swung the Baichi Sword in his hand involuntarily.
The sword glowed like a bright moon, striking forward fiercely.
"No, shouldn't this thing be destroyed?"
Just as the sword light hit the furnace heavily, Wang Xuan was surprised to find that the sword light that was thrown out was actually absorbed by the furnace.
I don't know how long it took, but Wang Xuan's expression changed and the stove lid opened.
A fiery red sword slowly rose from the furnace. If it weren't for the color change, he would have thought it was an iron sword.
The Bai Chi Sword was put away, and he raised his right hand slightly. While he was holding it, the red sword flew directly towards him, allowing him to grab it firmly.
The temperature was so high that the entire palm seemed to melt.
The smell of barbecue rose, causing Wang Xuan to wave his hands subconsciously.
Immediately he threw the flaming sword out and floated in the air.
His pupils shrank, and he discovered that there were two words engraved on the sword near the handle.
"Sacrifice to heaven!"
Taking a closer look, a bloody aura rushed towards him.
Fortunately, this feeling only passed by in a flash. Under the flickering light, the fiery red color gradually faded away and turned into the color of refined iron, returning to dullness.
He waved again, and the Heaven-Sacrifice Sword appeared in his hand.
It's no longer extremely hot, but it feels like flesh and blood are connected.
"What a sword, what a sword to worship the heaven."
I secretly praised it, and the more I watched it, the more I liked it.
The previous iron swords had too much autonomy, but this heaven-sacrifice sword is held in the hand like an arm and uses the fingers. If the sword is used, the power is greatly increased.
"The five elements break the sky."
Just do it when you think of it, take a deep breath, and drink loudly.
Cold light shot out, and a powerful sword light flew out and disappeared into the wall instantly.
Soon, there was a faint tremor on the ground, causing Wang Xuan's expression to change slightly.