Chapter 442 Refining the Sword

Han Li was blocked by the sea of ​​swords before, and when he saw the bloody sword glow, it was too late to dodge.

At this critical moment, he silently recited the mantra in his heart, and the alchemy technique began to work, and the shocking stab was activated suddenly.

At this moment, Xiong Shan only felt a cold hum suddenly sounded in his mind, the voice was so cold that his entire sea of ​​consciousness froze for a moment, and his whole body suddenly appeared short-lived.

The blood-colored sword light that pierced straight forward suddenly trembled near Han Lizhang, and then stagnated for a short time.

But it was this instant change that changed the entire battle situation!

The treasure wheel of mantra in Han Li's body reversed rapidly, and the wind and thunder wings fanned rapidly behind his back, and the blood of Qingluan in his body was activated at the same time, his figure blurred and came to the side of the blood-colored sword light, and the five flying swords in his hand concentrated on a point on the sword light, stabbing go down.

There was a loud bang!

The blood-colored sword light exploded with a bang, and violent air waves rushed out, shaking Han Li until he vomited blood, and flew hundreds of feet backwards, crashing into the torrent of thousands of swords.

At the same time, pieces of jet-black iron flakes flew out of the bloody sword light that exploded, collided with each other in mid-air, and condensed into a black iron coupon again.

A figure staggered out of the void, with disheveled hair and a pale face.

It is none other than Bear Mountain.

But seeing a huge blood-drenched hole in his chest, his heart has been completely smashed, and dark red fine lines are all over his body, which seems to be intact, but in fact has been torn into countless pieces by the sword energy. piece.

At this moment, he looked crazy, and leaning on the long sword with one hand, he walked towards the "Thousand Swords Iron Coupon" step by step in the void.

However, every time he took a step and approached an inch forward, a piece of flesh and blood would fall off from his body. When he reached the side of the iron coupon, he had already become a veritable shapeless skeleton, leaving only a snow-white and crystal-clear skeleton.

With a "pop" sound!

The golden long sword that the skeleton held in his hand also shattered, turning into countless fragments and flying in all directions.

"Whoosh"!

A golden ray of light flew out from the skeletal sky cap and turned into a small golden Nascent Soul that was several inches in size. It looked wearily at Han Li, who was standing a few hundred meters away, and there seemed to be doubts in his eyes. , muttered:

"Could this... be fate..."

After saying a word, this Nascent Soul also turned into a piece of golden light and dissipated.

Looking at all this, Han Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

For Xiongshan, he actually doesn't have much hatred, and he is even considered a fellow in some aspects. If he is not too obsessed with himself, he would not even want to have this battle at all.

As soon as Xiong Shan died, the high-altitude sword formation instantly lost control, and all the flying swords suspended in the high-altitude fell like a torrential rain, and fell back into the sea of ​​inanimate swords.

Han Li flew up, first with a casual move, he put away Xiongshan's storage bracelet, then stretched out his palm, and grabbed the Wanjian Iron Coupon in his hand, then his figure rose and fell, and landed on the hanging altar again superior.

He looked at the iron coupon in his hand, but found that it looked like a piece of broken porcelain, covered with deep cracks, as if he could break it completely with a little force.

Han Li pondered for a moment, and his expression changed slightly.

At this moment, he couldn't help hesitating a little.

He had also seen the Vientiane picture in the golden light curtain before, and he knew how to activate the sword refining formation, but he was a little worried about the iron coupon. Let him complete the sword refining?

He thought for a while, then sat down cross-legged, put the iron coupon aside, took out a elixir, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath after taking it.

After a while, he stood up from the ground, picked up the Ten Thousand Swords Iron Coupon again, and exhaled heavily.

"No matter what, let's give it a try and fulfill your unfulfilled last wish." Han Li said slowly as he stared at a certain place in the void.

After finishing speaking, he threw his palm, and the light on the black iron coupon shone brightly, flying to the top of the altar again.

As he muttered words, the ten fingers of his hands changed like wheels, and the cloud under the altar was ignited again, turning into a sea of ​​red flames.

...

At the same time, somewhere in Minghan Immortal Mansion.

High in the sky, a jasper flying car with a length of more than ten feet flashed with green lights, and galloped past.

At the front of the speeding car, a slender man stood tall, holding a round compass-shaped magic weapon in his hand, covered with a layer of white clouds, but there was a red light spot in the middle, constantly flashing.

"Hey, could it be those worms in the Hall of Reincarnation?" The man was a little puzzled, and murmured softly.

The two golden-armored puppets holding halberds standing behind him still stood still, without any reaction to this.

...

On the mountainside of the Wusheng Sword Sect, Lu Yuqing held the long silver sword upside down behind her back, looking up at the peak.

Thick clouds and mist still obscured the field of vision. Previously, I could hear the huge roar and feel the astonishing fluctuations from above, but now it has stopped for a long time.

It seemed that something had happened there, but finally calm was restored again.

At her feet, the wooden puppets had long since collapsed and scattered all over the ground.

Lu Yuqing's eyes flickered slightly, and after hesitating again and again, she lifted her footsteps and began to slowly climb up the stone steps, gradually moving away from the peak.

...

I do not know how long it has been.

On the hanging altar, Han Li's body was covered with blue light, and he was already sweating profusely.

His seventy-two Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Swords are now hovering over the hollow area in the middle of the altar, arranged in a special shape, like a sword formation, surrounded by golden wires, sending out bursts of current surges The sound of movement.

In the raging flames below it, there are sword yuan light balls of various colors constantly floating up and pouring into the sword body.

As time goes by, the blades in the sea of ​​swords below are getting less and less, the green bamboo and bee cloud sword absorbs more and more sword essence, and the breath escaping from the seventy-two flying swords becomes more and more powerful. Sheng.

Han Li had been staring at all of this, and his heart became more and more tense.

When the last dozens of sword elements poured into the sword body and were disintegrated and swallowed by the entangled golden electric light, there was a sudden "click" sound in the sky.

"Oops..." Han Li's heart tightened suddenly, and he exclaimed.

As soon as his words fell, the ten thousand sword iron coupons hanging high in the sky burst into dazzling golden light from the cracks, and they were about to shatter.

With Xiong Shan's lessons learned, Han Li was very aware of the consequences of the collapse of the iron coupons, so he quickly rolled up his sleeve robe, trying to pull the Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Sword out of the altar, and fled away.

However, as soon as his mana fluctuations touched his natal flying sword, an electric light mixed with majestic sword energy shot out from the blade, smashing his sleeve robe into pieces.

His body also felt numb for a while, and he couldn't move for a while.

At this moment, a white light flashed suddenly on the storage bracelet on his wrist, and a strange jade tablet with a slender shape and the size of a palm flew out of it and went straight to Wanjian Iron Coupon.

"That's..." Han Li stared at the object, wondering.

However, he soon remembered the source of the object, which was obtained from the elder Qi Heng of the Holy Puppet Sect.

When Qi Heng fought with him back then, he also used the Seven Kills Sword Formation from the Wusheng Sword Sect. From this point of view, it is very likely that the strange jade tablet belonged to the Wusheng Sword Sect!

When Han Li was surprised, he saw that the jade tablet suddenly brightened and became extremely transparent. There were golden threads of light inside it, forming four ancient small characters:

"Inanimate Sword Gall"

After the golden characters emerged, the white jade tablet merged with the light of the Wanjian Iron Coupon, and gradually merged into one.

Just heard a loud bang.

The light in the sky above the altar dimmed suddenly, and a thick dark cloud came from nowhere to cover it. The blue and purple light flickered frequently inside, and there were bursts of thunder.

On the eight giant pillars of coiling dragons around, the eyes of the eight dragon heads flashed golden light suddenly, as if they had come alive suddenly, sending out bursts of monstrous flames, as if they were about to fly up from the eight giant pillars in the next moment .

Immediately afterwards, the eight dragon mouths opened one after another, spewing out billowing red flames toward the center of the altar, and large swaths of flames converged in mid-air, turning into a sea of ​​flames that rolled endlessly.

Seeing this, Han Li stepped out as soon as his body regained consciousness, hanging outside the altar.

The raging flames in the sea of ​​fire poured down, engulfing the entire altar in an instant.

At the same time, there was a thunderbolt from high in the sky, and a blue-purple thunder waterfall fell from the dark clouds, submerged in the blazing flames, and lasted for a long time.

In the flames of lightning, the Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Sword could not be seen at all, and even the divine sense could not penetrate it at all.

The sword-forging furnace for melting thousands of swords has not really been formed until now!

Han Li looked complicated, sat down in the air from a distance, and looked into it intently.

Time flies, it is already three days later.

On the eight giant coiled dragon pillars around the altar, the eight dragon heads still opened their mouths wide, spewing billowing red flames towards the altar.

The sea of ​​flames that engulfed the entire altar was a bit bigger than it was three days ago.

In the middle of the sky, a blue-purple thunder waterfall still hangs down from the dark clouds, blasting into the blazing flames, and its range is much larger than before.

Standing near the sea of ​​flames, Han Li looked calm. It seemed that he had recovered from the injuries he suffered in the previous battle, but his expression was slightly anxious.

It took such a long time to refine the sword this time, it was completely out of his control, and he couldn't intervene if he wanted to speed up the progress, so he could only wait on the sidelines. Fortunately, Xue Han and others never showed up.

In the Taoist temple below, a beautiful girl in black is standing here, it is Lu Yuqing who has arrived here at some time.

This woman walked around the Taoist temple as if she was strolling in a garden, sometimes stopped in front of a dilapidated attic, and sometimes squatted down in front of a dry well that had already been covered with moss.

His beautiful eyes looked at the surrounding environment from time to time, with a bit of bewilderment, and a bit of indescribable confusion.