Chapter 39 Sword Refining Ceremony Part 2

Every immortal sect will be located on the famous mountains and rivers, not because of fame, nor to show the high status of the immortal sect, but because if immortals want to cultivate immortals, they must be in a place with strong aura of heaven and earth to have a better chance to break through.

Especially in today's immortal world, the aura of heaven and earth is extremely thin. When it comes to the golden elixir period, there is no breakthrough in the huge aura.

Some major schools rely on the gathering array to cultivate a golden elixir in hundreds of years.

Mo Yuanzong practiced fire attribute skills. Its sect is located on a ten-thousand-year-old volcano. With the strong fire attribute aura, it is fortunate to become the second largest sect in Dafeng Kingdom, second only to Shengguang Sect.

Looking at the volcano from afar, the four of Hanfei were a little excited, especially Hanfei. The waves in his eyes were cold, and the flashing monsters were very flickering.

As soon as Fang stepped into the scope of Mo Yuanzong, the four of them blushed and subconsciously had to run their spiritual power.

At the next moment of running spiritual power, a cold air suddenly spread out of Han Fei's body. In this hot place, Feiling Yuzhong and Song Liuyuan shivered in an hour.

This cold air came too suddenly. In an instant, it emitted heat and dissipated the hot aura of heaven and earth. The chill suddenly invaded the bodies of the three people.

"Beware of fire poison." The voice was clear and cold, and Han Fei walked indifferently ahead.

The three of Yu Zhong were immediately surprised.

Fire poison, that is because the spiritual power of the fire attribute is too strong. It has accumulated over the years and subtly become a kind of toxicity. Unless people who practice fire attribute skills can have a way to refine and force out the hot gas. Others can only resist fire poison while suppressing it. After leaving here, they can they consume a lot of time. After all, fire poison is not a small poison of mortals.

The swift trembles its feathers irritably, and then enjoys absorbing the water power of Han Fei's body.

Han Fei frowned. Here, his chill seemed to be suppressed.

Walking at the foot of the volcano, the four Han Fei looked at the people walking silently around in surprise, which was no less than hundreds of people.

Hundreds of people walk together, either with power to resist fire poison, or relying on body protectors to resist. Each has its own wonderful methods.

The sound of birds sounded, and Han Fei and the four people looked up together. They saw dozens of people driving white cranes and falling from the sky. Dozens of white cranes flew and fell on the top of the volcano. They did not pay attention to the fire at all. They raised their heads proudly and roared.

"It's a disciple of He Yingzong, good boy, six Jin Danqi." Song Liu is far-sighted and knowledgeable, and Yu Zhong is a local. He knows a lot, and he is all praised.

Lower your head, raise your feet, crush the fiery red and hot rocks, and the cold flying eyes are cold.

"Let's go, the grand ceremony is on the top of the volcano." Four people and one bird followed many scattered and major sects and walked towards the top of the volcano.

On the top of the mountain, the heat is better, and the fire poison is amazing. The cold air has been released to the extreme, which can protect four people and one bird.

On the top of the mountain, there was a hot scene. The four people were shocked when they saw it. Even the flying rain was wide with bird eyes and feathers all over their bodies exploded.

It can be seen that on the top of the volcano, around the wide volcano, there have been countless Taoist figures. The disciples of various sects came to watch the ceremony and guarded one side.

The scene is magnificent. Nearly a thousand people stand in one place, surrounding the volcano.

Directly opposite, there are several people standing in the void, with their upper bodies exposed, their muscles are horizontal, and their faces are dark. The leader is a middle-aged man, holding a King Kong sledgehammer and shaking it gently, which can pull the aura of heaven and earth endlessly.

"I'm Mo Tian, I'd like to salute my friends from all sides for the first time." The big man's rough voice is like a loud voice, which is terrible.

"Worry to Master Mo!" Thousands of people around saw the ceremony at the same time. Whether it was the same generation or the younger generation, it was not too much to call Master Mo.

This person is the suzerain of Mo Yuanzong. In the early days of Yuanying, the terrible strength absolutely shocked the immortal world, especially a sledgehammer, which can be defeated by five people in front of him.

The disciples of Mo Yuanzong only pursue the way of casting tools. No matter good or evil, as long as they can afford to pay, Mo Yuanzong will cast them.

Yu Zhong retreated quietly. This is where Mo Yuanzong's main refinery is located. No big thing can open the mountain gate. The real place of Mo Yuanzong is a place behind the volcano. Yu Zhong is ready to sneak in and steal some magic weapons.

For Yu Zhong's behavior, Song Liuyuan and Fei Ling don't know whether to praise him for his boldness or despise his arrogance and ignorance. In a word, the two of them are still a little impressed.

Looking at Han Fei, neither of them knew. What's the purpose of Han Fei coming here? Although he vowed to join hands with Yu Zhong, he still went his own way when stealing. At the critical moment, they were behind each other.

"You go to the foot of the mountain and prepare something." Han Fei, who had been silent, suddenly raised his head. The white pupil's sword flashed and the murderous spirit was condensed, which really scared the two of them.

Looking left and right, there is no magic cultivation. Even if there is, it is hidden.

"Brother Song, please take Yuzhong and Feiling in the array. Please cooperate with Feiyu outside the array. Although it is disturbing the array, it secretly helps Yuzhong."

"What?" Fei Ling and Song Liuyuan were surprised and felt bad. They said with one voice, "Take us away. What are you going to do?"

The cold air on Han Fei's body suddenly flourished. He let go of the mixed pearl cold air that had been suppressing, and said, "Below!"

Only these two words have made the two of them feel the anger and murderous intention in Han Fei's chest.

At the same time, the two of them bowed their heads and looked into the volcano. When they looked, they only saw the rolling magma, and the hot bubbles rose, which was a strong fire. In addition, there was nothing else.

The two looked at each other in con's face, but I don't know why. However, the next moment, with Mo Tian's shout, the amazing dragon chant rose to the sky with the heat.

Under the volcanic magma, a huge shock suddenly came out. A huge magma dragon rolled up, pushing the hot gas of the magma to the peak in one fell swoop.

Magma tumbling, thousands of immortals in the crater, the lowest of which is the Yuanhua period. Under the protection of the Jindan period and several Yuanying period, it is also a series of retreats.

Under the magma, the sound of chains continued to explode. Everyone present still had time to cover their ears. Another dragon roar exploded in the sky, and everyone's mind suddenly lost in an instant.

Long Yin roared in the sky, and Han Fei's heart was damaged, but a moment later it was filled with anger and murderous intent. He could understand the anger and grievance implied in the long roar of Long Yin.

Angry! Anger goes straight to the nine heavens!

Fei Ling and Song Liuyuan rolled their throats and swallowed fishy blood. At the same time, they felt the murderousness and anger on Han Fei's body, and they couldn't help retreating in shock.

Now, they can probably understand the reason why Han Fei asked them to leave. Jian Xiu, what do you need?

Sword, sword cultivation only needs a sword. Only the sword, only me!

The two of them guessed in their hearts, did Han Fei want to grab the sword? Oh, my God, there are nearly a thousand leisure here. There are nearly a hundred people who can kill him. How dare he...

"He's crazy. Let's go!" Song Liuyuan shouted softly and pulled Feiling to leave. Feiyu understood Han Fei's heart, flapped his wings, and jumped on Feiling's shoulder.

The moment the two of them retreated, the corners of their eyes were clear.

From the magma, trapped and pulled up by countless fine steel chains, it is a long sword, an unusually huge sword, all green. The hilt of the sword is simple, but it is carved with a dragon pattern; the sword body is simple, but the dragon body is entangled, and the meaning of majestic hegemony is fully displayed.

The ancient sword is huge and 100 meters long, but it is locked by eight thick chains and hangs on the magma.

The body of the sword released a green light, which protected the long sword. What was trapped in the chain was just this faint light.

"What kind of sword is this? Why do you need such a lock?" Fei Ling and Song Liuyuan were stunned. Looking back, they happened to see an unforgettable scene in their lives.

On the giant sword, a green dragon roared, and a green dragon shadow gradually stared at it, stirred crazily, the dragon claws tore the chain, and the dragon's head roared in the sky. It was extremely sad, sad and furious.

"Crake!" With a crisp sound, Fei Ling and Song Liuyuan looked at it. The corners of Han Fei's mouth were bleeding, and the white pupils opened angrily, and the blood almost burst. The blue veins on the forehead seemed to crawl all over the body and trembled.

The cold flight is also furious!

Seeing Han Fei's face, Feiling and the two were even more shocked. The next moment, they seemed to think of something.

What kind of sword is needed for sword cultivation?

Flying sword, that is the refining blade of immortals. The spiritual sword has an independent soul consciousness, or it is forged and added to the sword spirit. This is a spiritual sword, which is a necessary sword for sword cultivation.

Feiling and Song Liuyuan have been practicing for more than 50 years, and I have never heard of it. For thousands of years, there has been a cold flight, and who else is a sword practice, a real sword practice.

"Is it..." The two of them were shocked and quickly retreated.

The flying rain shivered his body, shaking off the fear and huddled in the arms of the flying spirit.

Han Fei's murderous anger could not be contained, but at this time, he had to hold back. Han Fei warned himself in his heart.

"Sword refining, let's go!" Mo Tian roared, waved the sledgehammer, and thousands of aura exploded, stirring a stream of magma and hitting the dragon sword body in the magma.

"Dang--" The golden iron exploded, Mo Tianzhen retreated, and the dragon sword buzzed.

The green dragon roared bitterly, and the long roar was deafening.

Thousands of immortals watched excitedly, and their eyes were full of horror and greed.

Looking at the Qinglong roaring in pain, Han Fei suddenly felt extremely heartache, as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and his limbs and bones were in severe pain.

"Why? Why is it like this? To force out the sword spirit, do you want the soul of the green dragon? When Han Fei was in pain, he looked at the painful body of the 100-meter green dragon. The dragon's head roared to the sky, the dragon's teeth were ferocious, the dragon's eyes were angry, and the blood was gorgeous. Han Fei didn't know, and he couldn't wait to kill the Devil Gate and ask him to understand.

Suddenly, Han Fei saw a few figures in his eyes, and his murderousness and warmth rose in his heart.

On one side, there is a disciple of the magic sect, the scarlet armor, the magic spirit is not hidden, and Han Fei can see it clearly.

On the other side, the young man in white, the old man in white, the cuffs are carved with white clouds and white bamboo. The body is elegant and has a fairy style. It was the disciples of Xianxia Sect and the elders who came out of the retreat.

"Refine!"

With a roar, Han Fei looked at it. Mo Yuanzong walked out of several Jindan disciples and stood on the eight chains, repeatedly pinching the hair formula, causing the magma below to roll, causing the thunder of heaven and earth to attack the soul of the green dragon.

"I can't stand it!" As soon as he was angry, Han Fei almost got up.

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