Seven Hundred and Seventy-Four. Don't Even Think About Dying

Facing the vortex that swallowed everything, Yan Zhaoge not only did not dodge, but rushed in at a faster speed. 【】

His eyes suddenly went dark, and his spiritual world fell into darkness again, and the next moment, his eyes brightened.

An ancient red copper sword appeared in front of Yan Zhaoge, quietly suspended in the void, flashing a faint luster.

The bronze sword seemed peaceful and peaceful, but Yan Zhaoge could feel the ferocity and tyranny hidden in it.

The bloody evil spirit in the blood pool outside is constantly breeding this sword.

Yan Zhaoge felt the aura of power within it, and raised his brows: "...a high-grade holy weapon!"

To be precise, it is a high-grade holy weapon that is being sacrificed and is about to be completed.

Unlike the Great Nether Minglun, which is just an embryo, the bronze sword in front of him is only half a step away from being completed.

Using the metaphor of ordinary iron smelting, even the quenching and polishing are over, and only the final strike is left.

Although it has not been completed yet, the power and ferocity in it are already shocking.

Yan Zhaoge was almost sure that if this sword was successful, it would be a high-grade holy weapon, and it would definitely surpass such weapons as Xuanwang Spear and Yun Zhuantian Lightsword, and its quality would be extremely superior.

"Huh?" Yan Zhaoge's heart was slightly awe-inspiring, and a pair of eyes appeared in his conscious world.

A pair of pitch-black eyes, quiet and quiet, met Yan Zhaoge's gaze.

This pair of eyes is very similar to the black eyes that Yan Zhaoge saw in the earth-eating furnace earlier.

However, it is more agile.

The pitch-black eyes in the ground-devouring furnace are more like the spiritual consciousness of the ground-devouring furnace itself than the martial arts artistic conception of the original owner.

But now the pair of eyes in front of Yan Zhaoge are like the eyes of a real person.

In the dark void, based on those pair of eyes, a faint figure gradually stood out.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the other party, but it was a black-haired old man in a brocade robe.

The other party's eyes were quiet and deep, as if they had traveled through the ages, they looked at Yan Zhaoge.

After the old man's figure became prominent, the ancient red copper sword suspended in the void was placed horizontally on his knee.

Yan Zhaoge took a look and knew that this old man didn't really exist, but had passed away. The light and shadow that existed in the mind space were the remnants of his martial arts mind.

If the other party is still alive, seeing Yan Zhaoge with his ability to refine high-grade holy weapons and the remaining martial arts thoughts here is the same as seeing Yan Zhaoge's arrival with his own eyes.

But looking at the current appearance, it is obvious that the original owners of the Heaven Swallowing Sword Box and the Earth Devouring Furnace are probably no longer alive.

"Senior, I'm sorry to bother you." Yan Zhaoge bowed his hands to the other party.

The black-haired old man didn't respond, but his gaze towards Yan Zhaoge seemed much softer.

Yan Zhaoge stepped forward and got close to the old man Tong Gujian. Suddenly, a bit of chill rose in his heart.

It was as if there was another pair of eyes staring at him, it was terribly terrifying and made people feel cold all over. 【】

This feeling was exactly the same as when he was at the entrance of the underwater palace and was about to enter.

Yan Zhaoge regained his composure, and his eyes fell on the ancient red copper sword lying horizontally on the old man's knee.

This time, Yan Zhaoge can be fully sure that the fierce gaze full of chills and evil thoughts came from the seemingly peaceful and harmless ancient red copper sword.

At this moment, when Yan Zhaoge's eyes fell on the ancient red copper sword again, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

A reflection appeared on the surface of the ancient red copper sword.

A ferocious beast with a sheep's body and a human face, eyes in the armpits, tiger teeth and human claws.

There was even a sound like a baby crying in Yan Zhaoge's ear.

Hearing the cry and looking at the appearance of this ferocious beast, Yan Zhaoge let out a long breath of foul air: "So that's how it is... Taotie!"

This ferocious beast is indeed the famous unrivaled monster, a gluttonous beast that can be called together with Kunpeng and Phoenix.

No wonder there is the artistic conception of power that devours the sky and devours the earth and is extremely greedy.

Contacting the real world outside, under the seabed palace, the place like the abdomen of a giant beast, and the huge blood pool, Yan Zhaoge completely understood.

The black-haired old man in a brocade robe built the Heaven Swallowing Sword Box and the Earth Devouring Furnace for the purpose of forging a high-grade holy soldier-level sword.

One of the core materials for his sword refining is after beheading an extremely powerful Taotie, he takes its demon soul and seals it into the body of the sword.

Everything in the real world outside is actually the remains of that gluttonous body after death.

The pool of blood where the Tuntian sword box is located is the heart of Taotie.

The original owner's secret method continuously extracts the essence of Taotie's own energy and blood to refine this precious sword.

Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips: "It's really not a waste at all. This gluttonous remnant soul should still have spirituality. I think it's extremely aggrieved and depressed, and I'm so angry that I'm dying."

After being killed, the demon soul was sealed into the sword, and he had to watch helplessly that his sloughed body was used to refine the sword, and what was refined was his own soul.

Whoever it is, I'm afraid they will be mad with anger, so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas went out of their bodies.

But it's a pity that the old man just wanted the gluttonous remnant soul to have such emotions, and kept accumulating and brewing them, so that when the sword is refined, it will be more powerful.

It's really hard to even think about dying.

The old man looked peaceful and peaceful, with kind eyes and kind eyes, but the cruelty of his methods was obvious from this.

"However, the person who made the sword died somewhere else." Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "It's really hard to say who won or lost."

The old man passed away, but the ceremonies here are still slowly functioning, and now, seeing that the ancient red copper sword has tended to be completely sacrificed.

The predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade, Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, and withdrew from his mind space.

Having seen the martial arts thoughts left by the old man, Yan Zhaoge touched the Heaven-Tuning Sword Box now, and the Heaven-Tuning Sword Box was much more stable.

It is only a matter of time to refine it.

The Beiming avatar supported the earth furnace with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the front of the Tuntian sword box, using its own true energy to communicate with the two treasures, trying to refine them.

This process does not affect the continued forging of the ancient red copper sword in the Tuntian sword box.

And Yan Zhaoge himself sat on the top of the Tuntian sword box.

The stream of light in the blood pool began to spread to Yan Zhaoge himself.

The flow of light was entwined, and various kinds of spiritual power rushed towards Yan Zhaoge's body.

Or hot, or cold, or sharp, or stagnant... all kinds of feelings, and so on.

Such a variety of spiritual power pouring into a warrior's body at the same time is enough to distort his meridians and tear them apart inch by inch.

Even many martial sages whose cultivation level was higher than Yan Zhaoge's did not dare to make such a risky attempt.

But Yan Zhaoge possessed the Wuji Heavenly Book, and he could accept all things as invisible, but it was no problem.

On the contrary, although such chaotic spiritual power is heterogeneous, they are continuously sorted and refined, allowing Yan Zhaoge to increase his deduction of various spiritual energy changes to a higher level while enhancing his own accumulation of true energy.

This is more advantageous than Tiao Tiao's powerful and pure True Dragon Essence in this respect.

While Yan Zhaoge was operating the Wuji Heavenly Book, he was also trying to figure out the method of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Book.

The power of the sun and the power of shaoyin in the body are constantly turning into the power of tai yin and the power of shaoyang.

With the continuous development of the four phenomena of yin and yang, Yan Zhaoge could clearly feel that his spirit was shaking.

The true meaning of his own martial arts began to turn into runes one by one, engraved on his soul. (to be continued.).

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