Thinking of the grand scene in the past, the eyes of the Master Burying Sword Peak showed all kinds of emotions, which were nostalgia, sorrow, deep thoughts... or a little regret...

Sword God Lake carries the memories of these old people for most of their lives. Even today, 150 years after the Sword God Lake disappeared, they still want to rebuild Sword God Lake.

"Haha, I'm old and I'm starting to feel cold and sad, which makes me laugh."

The Master Burying Sword Peak smiled, wiped away the sadness of the past, and said, "This sword pool was built by me like Shen Jian Lake. Over the past 150 years, we have sunk our swords into it and sacrificed our sacrifices every day. Now we have 20% of the atmosphere of Shen Jian Lake.

My friend is born with a sword bone and is born with a sword energy in his body. What is even more rare and valuable is that my friend is not afraid of hardships and is a sword energy that nourishes the sword body every day, making this innate sword energy stronger and stronger.

Moreover, the sword intent in the Holy Sword Monument also laid the foundation for my friend to reach the peak. Just wait for me to stay in seclusion in the sword pool for a while and absorb the sword energy and intent therein, and then I can naturally break through to the God of God without leaving any future troubles."

One hundred and fifty years of sacrifice and practice have made the sword pool have part of the atmosphere of Shen Jian Lake, and can even help a swordsman at the peak of the True Dan realm to break through to the gods without any side effects. Even if the sword player can absorb the foundation of the sword pool completely, he can also avoid at least thirty years of hard practice once the breakthrough is made.

Behind this magical effect is the heavy price paid by the people of Burying Jian Peak. For a full 150 years, their strength has rarely entered the country, and some people even retreated due to the destruction of Jian Xin.

The sword pool is the last hope of everyone in Burying Jian Peak, the hope created for the emergence of the new sword god.

Today, it is time for this hope to work. However, whether the sword god can be reappeared in the end depends on the will of heaven and man.

"My friend Yuan, this sword pool that sacrificed my husband and others for 150 years, you—"

The Master of Burying Sword Peak faced Yuan Jian's four eyes and said word by word: "Can you bear, receive, get, get, get?"

This is the entrusting of hope and the entrusting of responsibility. If Yuan Jianyi cannot achieve anything, then in the next few hundred years, the sword may still be like this, and may even be in a slump.

In response, Yuan Jianyi's answer was: "Yes."

A simple word expresses the unrivalled determination. In Yuan Jianyi's dictionary, there is nothing that cannot or dares, there is only one who can move forward.

"Haha, OK," the master of Burying Sword Peak laughed, swept through his sleeves, and rolled the Yuan sword into the sword pool, "Then let me witness it."

Yuan Jianyi's figure sank into the sword pool without any turbulence. But under the sword pool, the sword weapons trembled and the invisible sword intent permeated, raising a legend that might be born.

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On the ninth day of the twelfth month, the day of the Pojun's starry glory.

On this day, two mysterious guests from the Hongzhou Lianjia came to wrap their bodies in black robe without any trace. Lian Feihong could only judge the strong strength of one of them based on his years of experience in dealing with things.

"Two, please come with me. My wife is recasting weapons from the furnace underground and cannot come out to greet each other." Lian Feihong raised his hand and said to the two mysterious men in black robe.

Three people, one in front and two behind, marched into the cave behind Jianjia.

After walking down the stone staircase inside the cave for at least a hundred meters, a hot wind blew.

"Underground magma?" said the taller mysterious man.

"Yes, Lianjia's workshop uses underground magma as the source of fire. When Lianjia chose Hongzhou as the family base, it was for the magma underground in several volcanoes in Hongzhou." Lian Feihong said.

Turning around a corner, the dark scenery came into view, and the hot wind rushing towards me was filled with a hellish heat.

The underground workshop of the soldier has arrived.

On the magma lake, which covers a considerable area, dark cold iron is embedded in the mountain wall and casts a layer of platform. Through the fence on the iron-like ground, you can also see the bright red color of the magma lake below.

This platform occupies two-thirds of the area, and dozens of furnaces were built above it. It can be seen that in the past, this underground workshop should have been a very spectacular scene. Dozens of furnaces work at the same time, introducing the magma below, and countless sounds of ironclad, either crisp or low, were heard one after another.

However, in order to recast the weapons for Qingyu, the underground furnace has been shut down for six days.

The reason for this is not only the reason why others don’t disturb you, but also the factor of confidentiality. After all, this weapon that is about to be released was cast to kill the old man Shin-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen-shen

Lian Feihong brought two mysterious people to the platform near the edge of the platform, next to it was the hot magma lake.

"Alin, the messenger of the real person is here." Lian Feihong said to Lian Lin who was standing on the edge of the platform.

Lian Lin looked at the two mysterious people, looked at them for a while, and said, "The sword has been made. Two, who should use the sword?"

The letter had been sent in advance that when the sword was released, it was best to start the sword by the person who used the sword himself, so Lianlin had this question.

Two mysterious men lifted their hoods down to reveal their true faces.

The shorter one was a woman with a pretty and mature face with a little exotic look, and the two crossed sword marks on her eyebrows revealed a sense of evil.

The other person was a young man with long dark green hair. Under his evil hair, he had a firm face, his eyes were extremely sharp, as if he was two sharp swords.

These two people are Jianji and Xuanyin Jiansu. Among them, Jianji has been possessed by Qing Yu as a "Divine Traveling Away" method.

"Jiansu, come on, take out the sword." Qingyu controlled Jianji's body and said.

"yes."

Xuanyin Jiansu jumped off the platform, stepping on the magma lake below as if there was a physical body under his feet.

He lowered his body and reached into the magma with one hand. The magma that was enough to burn gold and boil iron was like a pool of cold water, allowing Jiansu to penetrate it in the palm of his hand.

"Woo--"

A sudden gloomy chill surged in the hot underground workshop, and a faint cold whimpering sounded.

No, not vague, but real.

The faint green ghost shadow emerged from under the magma lake, and countless dark green skulls opened and closed their mouths and slowly rose.

"Oh? I didn't expect that there would be such an effect." Qingyu said strangely.

In addition to the mace, Qingyu later sent the Tiande War Armor to completely integrate these two Tiande inheritance objects and create new weapons.

But now it seems to be quite effective.

The sound of ghosts and wolves cried and howled constantly. As Xuanyin Jiansu stood up, the cold and dead air spread around, completely covering up the hot air of the magma lake.

"boom--"

The evil spirit also emerged from Xuanyin Jiansu, which resonated with the sword weapon below, and ghost shadows were injected into the sword from his hand, and then-

The sword was pulled out.
Chapter completed!