The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 532
The body of the sword is engraved with dense symbols, shining brightly, like magma flowing on it, and the molten golden edge exudes incomparable sharpness, even in this hot environment, it makes people feel terrible chill.

It was inserted into the giant cauldron, roasted by the magma, glowing all over, and a peerless sharp blade was about to be born.

"This giant bronze tripod is not a mortal thing, and it is tempered with the fire of the earth's core, which shows how precious this divine sword is!" Sword King Jifeng breathed heavily, his eyes bloodshot with longing, "At this moment, it is in the In the final stage of refining, sacrifices are needed to unsheath its sharp blade, and its sharpness will break the sky!"

No one present was more aware of its preciousness than Ji Feng, but everyone could feel a terrifying power hidden in it.

"Is this the final chance..." Some people were restless and eager to try, but the terrifying temperature from the sword made them hesitate again.

"Sacrifice? What do you mean?" Chen Hui asked.

Ji Feng said in a deep voice: "The blood-drinking sword naturally has to be sacrificed with blood, and someone needs to die under its blade to welcome its birth!"

Hearing this, everyone trembled and their muscles tensed up. Who will be the sacrifice?
Ling Yu suddenly stepped forward, attracting everyone's attention.

Chen Hui teased and said, "Could it be that Mr. Ling sacrificed himself voluntarily in exchange for the birth of a god?"

Ling Yu paused and turned his gaze.

Chen Hui's smile faded, his eyes became serious, "Young Master Ling, do you want to make a move?"

After agreeing to Xu Huaiming and Yuan Zhai, Ling Yu naturally wouldn't do it lightly, he just found someone else, someone he knew.

"So many people have already arrived, but it doesn't seem too late for us to arrive now? Haha..."

The majestic voice was full of momentum. The person who spoke was a middle-aged man full of majesty. He was wearing a blue gown and combed the hairstyle of ancient people. It actually fell on Ling Yu.

Behind the middle-aged man, a group of people followed respectfully, and one of them was Gu Mohai, the elder of the ancient family. He did not die in the beast tide.

"Patriarch of the Gu family, Mr. Gu Changkong!" Some people cupped their fists at him to show their respect.

"Patriarch Mo has also arrived!"

Mo Huaigu's face was indifferent, and he walked slowly with his followers. His eyes were cold and sharp, like the edge of a blade, and he actually stood beside Gu Changkong.

The two are about the same age, but they give people very different feelings, but their arrival seems to have brought a chill to this scorching space, which is murderous intent.

Everyone looked at them in awe, and felt a huge sense of oppression from them. These two may be worse than Yuan Zhai or the old master of Tai Chi, but they are not much different. They are both big bosses!

"Huh?" Someone showed confusion, the Gu family and the Mo family had always been at odds, why did they stand together at this time?
"Because we have a common enemy..." Chen Hui seemed to realize something, and slowly looked at Ling Yu, with the corners of his mouth raised in a half-smile.

"Sacred swords need sacrifices, I have a suggestion." Mo Huaigu said lightly.

"Patriarch Mo, please tell me." Xu Huaiming smiled.

Mo Huaigu also looked at Ling Yu with a cold light, and said, "He, this kind of person is the most suitable for this kind of thing."

Gu Changkong agreed with a smile, "I think so too. I think this should be the greatest value of his existence."

Xu Huaiming's face changed, everyone looked at them in shock, why did they target Ling Yu?

"Uncle!" Mo Qingyu yelled, frowning.

Mo Huaigu said coldly: "Shut up and be with this kind of person. After returning to the family, you and your parents will be punished!"

"I..." Mo Qingyu turned pale and wanted to argue.

"The Seventh Elder and the others are all dead." Mo Huaigu said these words expressionlessly.

Mo Qingyu was silent.

"My own daughters are all dead." Gu Changkong laughed, but anyone could hear the grief and chill from his laughter. He was talking about Gu Qiong.

Gu Mohai walked out slowly, looked at Ling Yu, his expression was cold, and his voice was emotionless, "Miss was killed by you, those who walked with me were swallowed up by the beast tide, and only I was left alive. This is fate, I let the two masters temporarily form an alliance, and you will definitely die!"

"If you want to make a move, you have to pass the barriers of Sect Master Yuan and Sect Master Xu first, ha ha..." Chen Hui suddenly laughed.

"what?"

The two looked at each other, frowned at the same time, and looked at Yuan Zhai and Xu Huaiming, with a questioning meaning.

They didn't answer, and the people under their command had already taken the lead in expressing their opinions with a firm tone.

"If you want to touch Mr. Ling, we won't allow it. He will help us!"

"Furthermore, with Mr. Ling's method, you may not be able to win together!"

"..."

"How could this happen!" Gu Mohai was shocked, he had never expected Ling Yu to have such a strong network.

"Since you survived, you should cherish your humble life..."

Ling Yu shook his head slightly, and with the sound of the last word, his figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Mo Huaigu and Gu Changkong's pupils shrank suddenly, and they shouted at the same time: "Get out of the way!"

Gu Mohai was taken aback for a moment, and it was too late when he recovered.

Ling Yu returned to the original place, with a heart under his feet.

Gu Mohai's face was pale, his eyes trembled sharply, he lowered his head slowly, and a large bloody hole appeared in his chest, which was transparent from front to back!
boom!
Ling Yu stepped on it, and Gu Mohai fell down in response.

dead!
Gu Changkong was furious, his eyes were red, and he actually killed the elder Gu patriarch in front of him. This was a serious provocation and a shame for him.

"Calm down!" Mo Huaigu put one hand on Gu Changkong's shoulder and let out a deep shout.

Only after seeing Ling Yu make a move with his own eyes did he realize how powerful he is.

This is not an opponent that can be easily killed, plus the opponent has the support of Yuan Zhai and Xu Huaiming, with their current lineup, they are not enough to fight against.

"Son of Dust." Mo Huaigu bowed slightly to Chen Hui, and said solemnly: "You also have enmity with him, are you willing to form an alliance with us?"

Chen Hui sighed, wondering: "Uncle Mo, no, I have already compromised with the elders and promised to let him go."

Even if he forms an alliance with them, he may not necessarily win, and he is not willing to take risks.

Just when Mo Huaigu and Gu Changkong didn't know what to do, there was a burst of movement behind them.

There is not only one way to get here.

There are several gates in the surroundings, which are opened one after another at this moment, and the remaining major forces in this space have finally reached their end.

Everyone looked over one after another, and exclamations sounded one after another.

"The king of witches and insects from Thailand!"

"Who is that, Zen master Sakyamuni from India, and his two disciples, I remember three, and one more?"

"The Holy See of the West has also come?!"

"There are also islanders..."

(End of this chapter)