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Latest website: In the past, it was not difficult to refine the sacred artifacts by Xu Cheng's method, but the spiritual materials and sacred iron that needed to be consumed were piled up in huge amounts.

Because he couldn't find anything rich in immortality.

But now it is completely different.

With his knowledge of the masonry in the sea, he could refine as many sacred artifacts as possible.

"Om—"

Eighteen blue-gray intertwined masonry appeared in front of Xu Cheng.

Eighteen swords of various forms fell across the air and landed on these masonry stones.

With a "bang", all the masonry exploded, and the power of heaven and immortality burst out directly, wrapping the long sword.

Eighteen long swords contended, seeming to be going to turn the dragon away.

Xu Cheng raised his hand a little, and a rune fell, locking all these long swords.

He kept tapping his fingers, and countless auras turned into golden runes, which were then imprinted on the long sword like a burning flame.

One day later, in front of Xu Cheng, eighteen long swords floated up and down.

"This is the sacred artifact?"

Yu fell forward and looked curiously.

"Can they be transformed?"

Ordinarily, those spirit treasures can be transformed, and the existence that transcends spirit treasures should also be able to transform into form.

But at this time, even though Yu Luo felt the goodwill from these long swords, he couldn't feel that they could be transformed into human forms or other images.

"They are constrained by the power of the avenue, and the world cannot be transformed here."

Xu Cheng shook his head and said in a low voice.

Immortal energy was previously forbidden by the Ancestral Realm. Even if the Ancestral Realm seems to want to accept it now, it is not a momentary change of state.

What's more, Xu Cheng refined these eighteen long swords at this time, and they were also infused with the power of heaven.

No matter how weak the power of the Heavenly Dao is, it is on the same level as the Ancestral Realm Heavenly Dao in terms of attribute quality.

If these eighteen long swords dared to transform into shape, the Ancestral Realm Heavenly Dao would dare to swallow them.

At this time, all the eighteen long swords were blocked by Dao Dao Spirit Patterns, shielding the exploration of the Dao Dao.

Moreover, Xu Cheng did not infuse spirituality when refining these eighteen long swords.

It can only be regarded as a semi-finished product.

Even if it is only a semi-finished product, there is immortal energy infusion and the power of heaven remaining, which is far beyond the existence of other sacred artifacts.

Divided by grade, they can be regarded as high-grade holy artifacts.

Of these eighteen long swords, only a small part of Xu Cheng will stay in this world, and when they are used, they will not be able to stimulate their full power.

As for those long swords that will be brought out of the world, you only need to infuse their spirits to turn them into strange behaviors.

Xu Cheng has a lot of powerful alien beasts and spirits, and they are all powerful alien beasts that have inherited the ancient and barren era.

"boom--"

Xu Cheng raised his hand and slapped the eighteen sword across thousands of miles of mountains and mountains, weaving and reciprocating continuously.

An aura of sword aura seemed to tear the world apart.

The sword light is all over the sky, and each path is a kind of swordsmanship.

For a time, above the mountains of thousands of miles, Jian Qi enveloped the void.

With these eighteen saintly long swords in the sky, the floating mountains for thousands of miles, cause and effect are difficult to climb.

Unless it is a powerful shot that has stepped into the realm of reincarnation, it is absolutely impossible to break the sword formation.

"This is, what kind of kendo..."

Looking up at the endless sword light, Han Jing's face was at a loss.

The fierceness of this sword light completely surpassed his cognition.

Each halo is like an antelope hanging horns, and there are endless mysterious tracks in it.

"Sure enough, Master, it's unfathomable..."

Lowering his head, there was a strong halo flashing in his eyes.

From worshipping into the Palace of Heavenly Master, Master has never let him down.

The inheritance in Master's hands seems endless.

Even with the dual bloodlines of Lingdie and Dayu Royal Family, and a deep background, he still respects his master very much.

He knew that worshipping into the Heavenly Master Palace was the best choice he had made.

"Well, kid Yun, these eighteen swords don't seem to attract sky thunder?" Jin Dahao asked in confusion, looking up at the sword lights.

In the inheritance of the artifacts of the Heavenly Master Palace, the more powerful treasures that are refined, the more it will attract various clouds and thunders to smash down.

But these eighteen long swords, with a sword-like appearance, looked extremely good, but there was no thundercloud roaring down.

Such a good thing, shouldn't it?

How can we negotiate the price without going through the thunder robbery?

Jin Dahao feels a little headache.

"Master's methods have surpassed my cognition." Yun Sheng shook his head, his expression in awe.

"I thought that heaven should not be deceived."

"But from Master's point of view, maybe, the way of heaven is nothing more than that..."

Yunsheng has never been as shocked as it is now.

In the long sword, he felt the power of the sacred weapon.

This power is much more powerful than the soul-suppressing chain that the master had bestowed on Yun Xi before.

Refining eighteen sacred artifacts at once?

Is this a refining method that you know?

Yun Sheng's muttering was relatively small, and Jin Dahao, who only raised his head with emotion, did not hear clearly.

He was just thinking about how to sell these swords.

There are not many sacred stones in the warehouse.

"Sword-cultivation disciples, under this sword formation, can feel the way of swordsmanship."

Xu Cheng's voice came from the void.

The sound oscillated and passed thousands of miles.

"Thank you for teaching the celestial master."

The disciples who repaired the sword hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Before the sword light surging, it has already made their eyes full of light, and now let them just practice and realize, how can they not be happy?

"The sword formation will stop operating for half of the time every day, and other practitioners can step forward to perceive the principles of the Dao."

Xu Cheng's voice penetrated the void again.

"promise."

Countless disciples bowed in response.

On this long sword, there are refining methods of tools and Tao, as well as the combination of marks of Fudao and Formation Tao.

In this world, it is Xu Cheng's cultivation system, except for the Jiuding Zhenshi, the strongest assembly.

For those disciples, observing these eighteen swords can quickly improve their spiritual comprehension.

After doing this, Xu Cheng sat cross-legged, full of aura surging.

His body has not been converted into immortal energy practice.

In this world, it is not suitable for direct practice of immortal law at this time.

His three-corpse incarnation is good for practicing immortality.

On the thousands of miles of mountains, those disciples worked harder to arrange various combat equipment.

With the sword formation blessing, the protection of these thousands of miles of mountains is no longer a problem.

Later, we will see how to continue to improve the fighting power of this mountain.

Time, there is still a month and a half.

Three days later, Xu Cheng's figure flashed, and he was already out of the mountains.

"where are we going?"

Yu Luo's curious voice came.

"Endless Sea."

Xu Cheng walked quickly, speaking in a low voice.

Endless Sea, that is the land of the demon master.

At the beginning, Xu Cheng made an appointment with the demon master to borrow a batch of ancient dragon-eating whales, now it's time to receive it.

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Outside the endless sky, in the void battlefield, countless battle formations are fighting.

The battlefield is so vast that there is no edge in sight.

There are countless worlds on the battlefield, and in each world, several forces are fighting to death.

"boom--"

A world fell apart, and the parties fighting on it slowly withdrew.

The battle is temporarily stopped.

An army of millions of human races is stationed in a gravel void, and the army is camped on top of each other.

The military formation is tight, with blood rushing to the sky.

Obviously, this is a powerful army.

"Duke Guo, this is a report from the ancestral world."

In the broad military account of the Chinese army, someone reported loudly.

The eyes of the thin old man sitting at the head of the big tent flickered, raising his hand, and a cyan spirit jade slip fell on his palm.

"Huh! I'm bullying me in Kunning's government office!"

With a flash of inspiration, the old man shouted violently, and the jade slip in his palm exploded into pieces.

The message in the jade slip also turned into aura, scattered all over.

Under the head, the iron-clad warlords who were sitting upright were sitting with breathlessness.

"Marshal, the Ancestral Realm is really shameful, and I will go back at the end and kill all those Xiaoxiaos."

A tall black armored warrior stood up and exclaimed.

"Marshal, the final will go. As long as 30,000 troops are needed, the Eastern Zhouhou will definitely be captured."

On the other side, the middle-aged military commander wearing a blue and red armor stood bowed.

"I will go at the end."

"Marshal, I will go there in the end."

...

In the big account, the sentiment was excited for a while.

Gong Ning didn't answer, but turned his head and looked at the blue-robed scribe sitting on his side.

When Kunning turned his head, all the voices in the big tent were silent.

Everyone looked at the green robe scribe.

"Mr. Wu, what do you think?"

Mr. Wu, a military division of Kunning Guogong's army, has a mysterious identity and has been in the army for millions of years.

Over the past million years, thanks to the help of this Mr. Wu, the army has won more and stronger, even though it has suffered injuries.

It is not only Kunning that sees Mr. Wu as his arm, but other generals also respect Mr. Wu.

"Guogong, with the character of Changyuan's son, if you don't really meet a strong enemy, how can you be distracted on the battlefield?"

Mr. Wu smiled and said softly.

His words made many generals nod their heads.

The son's character is fairly calm, and he had also experienced it outside the world.

If it weren't for a real major crisis, he would never ask for help from Guo Gong.

"It's just that I'm very curious, what exactly is the identity of this Dong Zhou Hou, who can actually threaten the government's mansion that rests with the country?"

A jade-bone fan lightly moved in Mr. Wu's palm, opening his mouth curiously.

There are not many people who can be crowned by Dayu's military exploits.

Each of them is a veteran force with a strong foundation of strength.

Especially Kunning Guogong Mansion, where the army fought in the void battlefield.

You know, although the Void Battlefield is dangerous, chances and gains are also astronomical.

Randomly slay a group of strange beasts and send the scraped spiritual materials back to the ancestral realm, which is enough for the children of the ancestral realm to be used for more than 100,000 years.

The strength of these Dayu nobles is completely beyond the surface.

Perhaps, only the emerging nobles like Dongzhouhou would be so ignorant and challenge the majesty of the government.

"The emperor is not an ignorant person. I'm afraid this matter still has a deep meaning."

There was a dull light in Kunning's public eyes, and he spoke in a low voice.

Emperor Dayu, who had run rampant on the void battlefield, was unmatched in combat power.

Even if he returned to the ancestral realm, he was also overwhelming the world.

Who dares to speculate about the wisdom of such a strong man?

"Guo Duke, if the emperor doesn't want to, you say, can this jade slip for communication be in your hands?"

Mr. Wu smiled and spoke.

His words shocked Gong Ning, who was sitting on the head.

"You mean, the emperor, are you testing me?"

Mr. Wu shook his head and whispered: "It's also possible, who is the sharpening stone."

who?

Do you regard Kunning as the whetstone, or the Dongzhou Hou?

In the big account, a strange atmosphere suddenly spread.

Those warriors all raised their heads.

"Mr. Wu, you said the emperor used our marshal as a whetstone?"

A black-faced general clenched his fist and spoke in a deep voice.

Mr. Wu did not nod or shook his head.

Grandpa Kunning shook his hand, his eyes swept around.

"Some things, don't talk nonsense."

Several army generals hesitated to speak but stopped.

"My country's father has been away from the ancestral world for a long time. It coincides with today's truce. I want to go back to the ancestral world."

With a word from Kun Ning, the big account was quiet.

Duke, go back to the ancestral world!

Dayu rules, after the cultivation base reaches the reincarnation, without the emperor's edict, he shall not return to the ancestral realm.

Guo Duke Kunning has already stepped into the reincarnation realm. At this time, he wants to return to the ancestral realm without the emperor's permission. What does it mean?

"Everyone, I will bring 30,000 soldiers back to the ancestral realm."

"If you are willing to go to the ancestral realm with your country's father, you can clean up and leave tomorrow."

After speaking, Kun Ning waved his hand.

The army will look at each other, bow and leave the big tent.

"Mr. Wu."

Grandpa Kunning stopped Mr. Wu who was walking behind, and a golden light flashed in his hand.

"This is the command letter of my army. After I leave, the army asks Mr. to take charge."

The golden tiger charm kept spinning in the void.

Mr. Wu showed a dignified look on his face and looked at Guogong Kunning.

"Guogong, my background, do you really dare to give me the Tiger Talisman?"

Hearing what he said, Kunning Guogong laughed and said, "Isn't it a descendant of the Daxia imperial clan."

"If I can't return, why don't the army send you off?"

"If I return, can you take this army away?"

Mr. Wu smiled on his face, raised his hand to collect the tiger charm, and bowed and said, "Don't worry, the commander, the army of one million will be handed back to you in its entirety."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Guo Duke Kun Ning nodded, watching his leaving figure, slowly revealing a fierce force in his eyes.

"Dayu, my loyalty is only to those who can bear it."

"The emptiness is vast, where can't you rely on it?"

...

Mr. Wu, who walked out of the military tent, flickered and returned to his big tent.

"Prince."

In the big tent, a phantom bowed forward.

"The Emperor Dayu ordered Gong Ning not to leave the void battlefield and return to the ancestral realm."

A faint aura flashed in Xuying's hands.

Mr. Wu stretched out his hand to grasp the aura, penetrated in with his spiritual mind, and then annihilated it.

"Hehe, this prince has planned for a million years, and finally it's time for success and consummation."

"Eastern Zhou Hou Xucheng, really is my great hero..."

Mr. Wu looked at the golden tiger charm in his hand with a smile on his face.

...

In the endless sea, Xu was established in mid-air.

In the sky, the stream of light surged, the endless clouds opened, and a ladder appeared in front of him.

"Haha, it turned out that Dong Zhouhou was visiting."

The demon master Kunpeng's kind voice came.

Xu Cheng arched his hands, stepped onto the ladder, step by step.

There seems to be no end to this ladder, and Xu Cheng keeps shining under his feet.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing in to the Ancient Demon Court Tianxi Courtyard and rewarding a wood source essence."

The prompt sound of the system gave Xu Cheng a pause.

Ancient Demon Court?

Hasn't the ancient demon court already fallen?

It was the demon master Kunpeng who had withdrawn from the demon court as early as countless epochs.

Why, the prompt of the system at this time is the demon court.

Where is Tianxiyuan?

Xu Cheng looked up and saw only a piece of greenery.

The land of flowers and birds is like a fairyland.

A white deer stepped forward ~www.NovelMTL.com~ grabbed his sleeve and pulled forward.

Around, tits, golden pheasants, white rabbits and green wolves, take a leisurely walk.

There are also a few ancient strange animals, just so lazily basking in the sun.

"Dong Zhouhou, how is my cave sky?"

The demon master Kunpeng wearing a Yuebai Feather Robe stood in front, smiling slightly.

Cave sky?

God **** Dongtian!

Xu Cheng smiled unabated.

Raised his hand and said: "It's really peaceful, reminds me of the ancient demon court."

The smile on Demon Master Kunpeng's face slowly diminished.

Staring at Xu Cheng with both eyes: "Really?"