Sword Master Ling Tian

In the corner, Tantai Jinzhu wiped away the tears that had fallen to her chin. She had known Tao Yaoyao for so many days, and it was the first time she saw Tao Yaoyao crying so sad.

However, she still pursed her lips and concentrated on repairing the ice clock in her hands.

The Ice Soul Clock once absorbed eight mature Nine Nation Spirit Fruits in Bai Beast Island. As long as the body of the clock is repaired, and then the spirit of the clock is awakened, the Ice Soul Clock can return to its peak.

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Ling Tian didn't know what he was going through, but he felt that he hadn't slept for so long in a long time. It wasn't until Shennian felt a sting like a needle that he sat up on the futon.

Huh!

Suddenly, Ling Tian opened his eyes suddenly, and a fierce fierce light burst from the depths of his eyes, piercing the void, but in an instant, it disappeared.

"Yaoyao?! What's wrong with me?"

When his sight returned to Qingming, Ling Tian saw Tao Yaoyao holding the Tao Jing gun and looking at herself with red eyes.

"Nothing, if you don't wake up again, I really want to smash you."

Tao Yaoyao Nunuzui was very upset, and finally she was worried and asked, "How do you feel now, is there anything wrong?"

"Uh, no, and God's mind really skyrocketed!"

Ling Tian looked inside with divine thoughts, but it was impressive. At this time, the sea of ​​mind was almost the same as the sea of ​​air in the dantian, except that the sea of ​​air was a blue ocean, and the sea of ​​mind was an endless misty white mist.

The same is endless.

At this time, he could truly feel his own powerful divine consciousness, which had skyrocketed many times than before, enough to overwhelm all the mighty divine consciousness under the emperor.

"That's okay, you're such a lunatic, I hope there won't be any hidden illnesses left behind."

Tao Yaoyao relaxed.

"By the way, how long have I been in retreat?!"

Ling Tian's heart sank suddenly, he forgot the time.

"Uh, you have been sitting in the Pagoda of Four Elephants for ninety-nine days. The outside world is only two days away, but you can rest assured that Tuoba Yongye has not arrived yet, and the Phantom Stinger Bee was released by me. Now, they haven't seen Tuoba Yongye yet."

Tao Yaoyao said.

"That's okay, that's okay..."

Ling Tian let out a sigh of relief. If he missed the time, everything would be lost.

Today, although Tuoba Yongye hasn't arrived yet, it's definitely not too far away.

"There is still some time, too late."

Ling Tian quickly stood up from the futon and walked to the forging table.

"What else are you doing!?"

Tao Yaoyao was puzzled.

Ling Tian waved his hand, Xiao Lei and Lao Hou appeared beside him.

The expressions of both at this time were very cold.

Because at this time they are already homeless.

In the previous battle with the Hungarian prophets, the bodies of both of them were destroyed,

If you don't forge a new body, the power of the soul of the two of them will slowly dissipate.

"Of course it's forging weapons..."

Ling Tian took out the five-color golden pillar from the ring.

Today, the five types of blood and gold are in one, comparable to the fairy material.

Ling Tian is about to encounter two immortal soldiers!

Otherwise, even if he became the soul, if there is no weapon available, it would be too embarrassing.

The materials are sufficient. In addition to the five-color blood gold, there are thousands of ores left by Shen Jianzi in the Tantai Jinzhu.

"Ling Tian, ​​do it for me first, what kind of weapon do you make for me?"

"Tell you, I don't want to be bad, I want a super luxury suite!"

Lao Hou whispered.

"let me see……"

Ling Tian's spiritual thoughts were flipping through the ancient music forging soldiers.

Nowadays, someone who can be matched with Lao Hou, how can he have the sword of the emperor's way.

But after he condensed the soul, he couldn't use the Imperial Dao Weapon Blade, so the Weapon Blade must be no less powerful than the Emperor Dao, and the rank must not exceed the range that Ling Tian can use.

"DC0"

On the Ancient Forging Book, below this level, is a row of quasi-immortal implements.

The worst of the immortal weapons can be called imperial soldiers, so the quasi-immortal weapons are really the strongest among the kingly weapons, and they couldn't be more suitable.

Quasi-immortal weapons are divided into strengths and weaknesses. Of course, Ling Tian must be the strongest, and must be able to compete with imperial soldiers.

"That's it!"

Ling Tian snapped his fingers suddenly, and the nine-patterned fire Qi flames rose up in his hand, poured into the cauldron, and began to smelt the golden pillar.

"What weapon?"

Lao Hou curiously said.

"When the time comes, you will know that you are satisfied."

"Cut, mysterious."

Lao Hou snorted coldly, but obediently stood there with his arms folded and waited.

At this time, Ling Tian was completely immersed in forging.

At this time, his nine-patterned fire Qiyan was very powerful, and under the strong blessing of divine mind, he could easily melt blood gold.

The weapon he wants to forge is above the ancient tree of forging soldiers and ranks first in the quasi-immortal weapon of the club. The formation is extremely powerful. Although the materials needed are five elements of real gold, Ling Tian does not have it at this time. It can be replaced with five-color blood gold.

Perhaps because of the current divine consciousness and cultivation base, Ling Tian's forging process is extremely smooth, from the weapon embryo to the depiction of the formation, there are no accidents.

Five hours later, this stick was taken out by Ling Tian in the white mist rising from the pool in Taoyuan.

Perhaps only this pool of water can make this weapon perfectly quenched and born.

"All right?!"

Lao Hou couldn't wait to step forward, but he saw that Ling Tian was holding a stick that was as dark as ink.

Similar to the previous Hellfire Cudgel, but thicker and longer!

Not only that, under the strong blessing of the formation, this club exudes bursts of heavy coercion!

The treasure is alive, at this moment, how can Lao Hou fail to see the power of this stick? When the whole body trembled with excitement, he called out a few good words again and again!

"Ling Tian! I like this stick, but fortunately, you didn't make that shiny and flamboyant look. I liked it!"

"Tell me, what's the name of this stick?"

Lao Hou looked satisfied, and Ling Tian was even more so.

Every weapon is like his child, this stick is Ling Tian's heart. He looked at Lao Hou and said, "You were once the guardian saint beast of Huangquan in Hell, and you have witnessed the reincarnation of this world."

"So, the name of this weapon is also suitable for you."

While speaking, Ling Tian turned the stick, and two seal characters were engraved on the bottom of the stick.

Ferry!

"Du'er? Du'er! What a good name, a good name!"

Lao Hou nodded again and again, and the next moment, his figure flashed and he dived into Du'er.

In an instant, a layer of dark red to ink-like flames on the Du'er stick, billowing upwards, the might of the mighty blades spread out, making Taoyuan a dark wind for it.

"the host……"

Ling Tian put Du'e away, and Xiao Lei next to him couldn't help but speak.

"Haha, don't worry, you will be the next one."

Ling Tian chuckled lightly, and walked back to the Four Elephant Pagoda again.