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The latest website: In the past, with Xu Cheng's method, it was not difficult to refine the sacred weapon, but the spiritual materials and divine iron that needed to be consumed were huge accumulations.

Because he couldn't find anything rich in immortal energy.

But now it is completely different.

With the bricks and stones in his sea of ​​consciousness, it is enough to refine any number of holy artifacts.

"Om—"

Eighteen pieces of blue-gray intertwined bricks and stones appeared in front of Xu Cheng.

Eighteen swords of various shapes descended from the sky and landed on these bricks.

With a sound of "bang", all the bricks and stones exploded, and the power of heaven and immortal energy burst out directly, enveloping the long sword.

The eighteen long swords contended, as if they wanted to turn into a dragon and go away.

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

He kept tapping with his fingers, and countless auras turned into golden runes, which were then engraved on the long sword like burning flames.

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

"This is the holy artifact?"

Yu Luo stepped forward and looked at it curiously.

"Can they take shape?"

Ordinarily, those spirit treasures can transform into forms, so the existence beyond Lingbao should also be able to transform into forms.

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

"They are restrained by the power of the Dao, and they cannot be transformed in this world."

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

Immortal energy was forbidden by the ancestral world before, even if the ancestral world seems to want to accept it now, it cannot be changed for a while.

What's more, Xu Cheng is now refining these eighteen long swords, which are also infused with the power of heaven.

No matter how weak the power of heaven is, it is also an existence that is on par with the heaven of the ancestors in terms of attribute quality.

If these eighteen long swords dare to change form,

The Heavenly Dao of the Ancestral Realm dared to swallow them.

At this moment, there are many spirit patterns blocking the eighteen long swords, blocking the investigation of the Heavenly Dao.

Moreover, when Xu Cheng was refining the eighteen long swords, he did not pour spirituality into them.

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

Even if it is only a semi-finished product, it is filled with immortal energy and the power of heaven, which is already far beyond other holy artifacts.

According to the grade classification, it can be regarded as a high-grade holy weapon.

Of these eighteen long swords, only a small half of Xu Cheng will stay in this world, and when he uses them, he will not be able to arouse their full power.

As for the long swords that will be taken out of the world, they only need to be infused with the soul to turn them into aliens.

There are quite a few powerful alien beast spirits in Xu Cheng's hands, all of which are powerful alien beasts inherited from the ancient wild era.

"boom--"

Xu Cheng raised his hand and slapped it. The eighteen long swords traversed thousands of miles of mountains, weaving and reciprocating continuously.

A mighty sword energy seemed to tear the world apart.

Sword light filled the sky, each strike was a kind of sword technique.

For a moment, above the mountains thousands of miles away, sword energy enveloped the void.

With these eighteen sacred long swords, it is difficult to climb this thousand-mile floating mountain.

Unless it is a powerful shot that has stepped into the realm of reincarnation, otherwise, it will definitely not be able to break through the sword array.

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

Looking up at the endless sword light, Han Jing was bewildered.

The fierceness of this sword light completely surpassed his cognition.

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

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

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

Since entering the Tianshi Palace, Master has never let him down.

The inheritance in Master's hands seems to be endless.

Even though he has the double bloodline of Lingdie and the Dayu royal family, and has a profound background, he still respects his master extremely.

He knew that entering the Tianshi Palace was the best choice he made.

"Well, boy Yun, these eighteen swords don't seem to attract thunder?" Jin Dahao asked doubtfully, looking up at the lights of those swords.

In the Heavenly Master Palace's Qi Dao inheritance, the more powerful a treasure is refined, the more it will attract all kinds of clouds and thunder to crash down.

But these eighteen long swords, with their sword qi vertically and horizontally, looked extremely good-looking, but there were no thunder clouds roaring down.

Such a good thing, shouldn't it?

How can you negotiate a price without going through a thunderstorm?

Jin Dahao felt a little headache.

"Master's methods have surpassed my understanding." Yun Sheng shook his head, with a look of awe on his face.

"I thought that the way of heaven cannot be deceived."

"But in Master's opinion, maybe, the way of heaven is nothing more than this..."

Yunsheng has never been so shocked as now.

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

This power is much more tyrannical than the soul-suppressing chain that the master rewarded Yun Xi before.

Refining eighteen sacred artifacts at a time?

Is this the refining method I know?

Yun Sheng's muttering was relatively quiet, and Jin Dahao, who only raised his head and sighed, didn't hear it clearly.

He was just thinking about how to sell these swords.

There are not many sacred stones in the warehouse.

"Sword cultivators, under this sword array, can comprehend the way of the sword."

Xu Cheng's voice came from the void.

The sound vibrates and travels thousands of miles.

"Thank you, Master Master."

The disciples who practiced swords hurriedly bowed and saluted.

The surge of sword light before had already made their eyes full of light, but now they are allowed to practice and comprehend in a legitimate way, how can they not be happy?

"The sword array will shut down for half of the time every day, and the other disciples who practice the Tao can come forward to understand the laws of the Tao."

Xu Cheng's voice penetrated the void again.

"promise."

Countless disciples bowed in response.

This long sword has the refining method of Qi Dao, and also has the imprint of Talisman Dao and Array Dao.

In this world, it is the strongest collection in Xu Cheng's practice system, except for the Nine Cauldrons of Zhenshi.

For those disciples, watching these eighteen long swords can quickly improve their cultivation comprehension.

After doing this, Xu Cheng sat cross-legged, his whole body was full of spiritual light.

His body has not been transformed into immortal energy practice.

In this world, it is not suitable to directly practice immortal methods at this time.

It is enough for his three corpses to practice immortality.

On the thousands of miles of mountains, those disciples worked harder to arrange all kinds of war equipment.

With the blessing of the sword array, there is no problem with the protection of the thousands of miles of mountains.

Let's see how to continue to improve the fighting power of this mountain later.

Time, there is still one and a half months.

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

"where are we going?"

Yu Luo's curious voice came.

"Endless sea."

Xu Cheng fled quickly and spoke in a low voice.

The Endless Sea is the land of demon masters.

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

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Beyond the endless sky, in the void battlefield, countless battle formations fought.

This battlefield is so vast that there is no limit at all.

The battlefield stretches over countless worlds, and in each world, several forces are fighting to the death.

"boom--"

A world collapsed, and then the parties fighting on it slowly withdrew.

The battle situation is temporarily suspended.

A human army with millions of people is stationed in a void of gravel, and the army camps are layered upon layer.

The army formation is tight, and the blood is soaring.

Obviously, this is a powerful army.

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

In the spacious military tent of the Chinese army, someone reported loudly.

The eyes of the thin old man sitting at the head of the big tent flickered. He raised his hand, and a blue Lingyu letter fell into his palm.

"Hmph! Bully me that there is no one in the Duke of Kunning's mansion!"

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 spiritual light, scattering in all directions.

Next, those iron armored generals sitting upright had held their breath, but at this moment, they all stretched out their hands to catch the aura in their hands.

"Marshal, the ancestral world is really outrageous, I will go back at the end and kill those Xiao Xiaodu."

A tall black-armored general stood up and shouted loudly.

"Marshal, I will go at the end, as long as there is an army of 30,000, I will definitely capture that Eastern Zhou Marquis."

On the other side, a middle-aged general in blue and red armor stood bowed.

"The end will go."

"Marshal, the general is willing to go."

...

In the big tent, the crowd was excited for a while.

Duke Kun Ning did not answer, but turned his head to look at the green-robed scribe sitting on one side.

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

Everyone looked at the green-robed scribe.

"Mr. Wu, what do you think?"

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

Over the past million years, with the help of Mr. Wu, although the army suffered injuries, it won more victories and became stronger and stronger.

Not only Duke Kunning regards Mr. Wu as his arm, but other generals also respect Mr. Wu.

"Duke, with Changyuan's son's character, how could he distract you from the battlefield if he hadn't encountered a powerful enemy?"

Mr. Wu smiled and said softly.

His words made many generals nod.

Shizi's personality is quite calm, and he had experienced outside the world before.

If he hadn't encountered a real crisis, he would never have asked the Duke for help.

"It's just that I'm curious, what is the identity of this Marquis of Eastern Zhou, who can threaten the Duke's Mansion who lives with the country?"

A jade bone fan in Mr. Wu's palm moved lightly, and he opened his mouth curiously.

Dayu was enshrined for his military exploits, and not many can reach the position of Duke.

Each of them is a veteran force with an incomparably strong background.

Especially the Kunning Duke's Mansion, where the army fought in the empty battlefield.

You must know that although the void battlefield is dangerous, the opportunities and gains in it are also huge.

Killing a group of strange beasts casually, and sending the spiritual materials collected back to the ancestral world, is enough for the children of the ancestral world to use for more than 100,000 years.

The strength of these Great Yu nobles cannot be seen on the surface at all.

Perhaps, only the emerging nobles like the Marquis of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty would be so ignorant to challenge the majesty of the Duke's Mansion.

"The emperor is not an ignorant person. I am afraid there is still a deep meaning to this matter."

There was a glimmer of gloomy light in Gong Ning's eyes, and he spoke in a low voice.

Emperor Dayu, who was rampant in the void battlefield back then, had unparalleled combat power.

Even if he returned to the ancestral realm to sit in command, he would still overwhelm the world.

Who dares to speculate on such a strong man's wisdom?

"Duke, if the emperor doesn't want to, tell me, can this jade slip of communication be in your hands?"

Mr. Wu smiled.

His words shocked Duke Kun Ning, who was sitting upright above him.

"You mean, the emperor, is testing me?"

Mr. Wu shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's also possible that someone is being used as a sharpening stone."

who?

Do you regard Duke Kunning as a whetstone, or the Eastern Zhou Marquis?

In the big tent, a strange atmosphere suddenly spread.

Those warriors all raised their heads.

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

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

Mr. Wu didn't nod or shake his head.

Duke Kunning shook his hand and looked around.

"Some things, don't talk nonsense."

Several generals hesitated to speak.

"My country has been away from the ancestral realm for a long time, and it coincides with today's truce. I want to go back to the ancestral realm."

A word from Duke Kunning made the big tent quiet.

Duke, I want to go back to the ancestral realm!

According to the rules of Dayu, after reaching reincarnation, one is not allowed to return to the ancestral realm without the emperor's edict.

Duke Kunning has already stepped into the realm of reincarnation, and now he wants to return to the ancestral realm without the emperor's permission. What does that mean?

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

"Those who are willing to go to the ancestral realm with my country's father can pack up and leave tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Kun Ning waved his hand.

A group of generals looked at each other, bowed and left the big tent.

"Mr. Wu."

Duke Kunning called to stop Mr. Wu who was walking behind, a golden aura flashed in his hand.

"This is a command letter from my army. After I leave, the army will ask you to take charge of it."

The golden tiger talisman kept spinning in the void.

Mr. Wu showed a trace of solemnity on his face, and looked at Duke Kunning.

"Duke, my background, do you really dare to hand over the Tiger Talisman to me?"

Hearing his words, Duke Kunning laughed and said, "Isn't it the descendants of the Great Xia royal family?"

"If I can't come back, what's the matter with the army sending you off?"

"If I come back, can you still take this army away?"

With a smile on his face, Mr. Wu raised his hand to put away the tiger talisman, bowed and said, "Don't worry, Commander, the army of millions will be handed back to you in its entirety."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Duke Kunning nodded, watching him leave, with a trace of sternness slowly showing in his eyes.

"Da Yu, my loyalty is only for those who can bear it."

"The void is vast, where can I not attach?"

...

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

"Prince."

In the big tent, a phantom stepped forward and bowed.

"Emperor Dayu ordered Duke Kun Ning not to leave the Void Battlefield and return to the ancestral realm."

In Xuying's hand, a faint spiritual light flickered.

Mr. Wu stretched out his hand to grab the aura, penetrated with his spiritual sense, and then extinguished it.

"Hehe, my prince has been planning for millions of years, and it's finally time for him to come to fruition."

"Xu Cheng, Marquis of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, is really a hero of my Great Xia..."

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

...

On the endless sea, Xu Jian was in mid-air.

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

"Hehe, it turned out to be the Marquis of Eastern Zhou Dynasty who came to visit."

The benevolent voice of the demon master Kunpeng came.

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

This ladder seemed to have no end, Xu Cheng kept stepping, and his aura was shining.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing in to the Tianxi Temple of the Ancient Demon Court, and reward a wood source essence."

The system's prompt sound gave Xu Cheng a pause.

Ancient Demon Court?

Didn't the ancient demon court fall long ago?

Even the demon master Kunpeng withdrew from the demon court countless epochs ago.

Why, the system's prompt at this time is the Demon Court.

Where is Tianxiyuan?

Xu Cheng raised his head and saw a piece of greenery.

The place where flowers are fragrant and birds are singing is like a fairyland.

A white deer stepped forward, grabbed his sleeve and pulled him forward.

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

There are also a few ancient beasts, just lazily basking in the sun.

"Eastern Zhou, how about my cave?"

The demon master Kunpeng, who was wearing a moon-white feather robe, stood in front of him and spoke with a light smile.

Cave?

God damn it!

Xu Cheng kept smiling.

He raised his hand and said, "It's really peaceful, it reminds me of the ancient demon court back then."

The smile on the demon master Kunpeng's face gradually faded.

His eyes were fixed on Xu Cheng: "Really?"