Chapter 376 Desperate Squad

"Can the King of Beiliang really know how to cast weapons?"

A young boy glanced at Chu Jingtian in fear, and asked the old man beside him in a low voice.

"Yes!"

The old man pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily.

"In the Xuanyun Dynasty, he suppressed the four major guilds by himself, and showed amazing skills in casting, controlling beasts, refining alchemy, and formations. Back then, I witnessed this scene with my own eyes in the Yuxian Tower."

It has been about a year since that night.

Later, Shen Yuhao took over Xuanyun and became the emperor, and the Yuxian Tower was officially renamed "Jingtian Tower" to commemorate the night when Chu Jingtian suppressed the four major guilds.

"Grandpa, is the Heavenly King of Beiliang also from our mortal world?" The boy's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes!"

The old man nodded heavily, and couldn't help showing a wry smile.

He came to the world of martial arts earlier than Chu Jingtian, but he has always been unsatisfactory. Although he was a Tier 4 metalsmith and was a guest of all major forces in the ordinary world, but after he came to the martial arts world, he quietly disappeared from the crowd.

In the world of martial arts, there are as many fourth-tier weaponsmiths as dogs, and his weaponsmithing skills can't even reach the middle and lower levels.

'I didn't expect it was really him! ’

The old man looked at Chu Jingtian quietly, his heart was far less calm than his expression.

‘When I first heard Chu Jingtian’s name, I thought it was just the same name. I didn't expect it was really him... You and I are both from the mortal world, but the gap between the two is too big. ’

In the past year, Chu Jingtian's reputation has become more and more famous, and it has even reached the point where no one knows about it. Even he wondered in his heart, is this Beiliang Heavenly King the one who came out of the mortal world?

That's why he brought his little grandson to Taibai Mountain without hesitation. When he saw that young man, all doubts in his heart were shattered.

"Grandpa, since the Heavenly King of Beiliang is so powerful, he must be able to refine a fifth-level high-grade flying sword!"

The young boy said as a matter of course.

"I don't know either!"

The old man lowered his eyebrows secretly, but he felt uneasy.

‘This is a fifth-order magic weapon! ’

'Even if he is the Heavenly King of Beiliang, I'm afraid he can't do anything! ’

...

Although everyone was silent, it was only because Chu Jingtian killed a fourth-tier caster at a glance, and his life was threatened. Although he said it, he might not be convinced.

"Hmph, didn't he want to cast a tool, why didn't he do it?"

"It's too arrogant, to kill it at a glance!"

In everyone's imagination, Chu Jingtian should immediately start casting the utensils, but he didn't expect him to stand there without moving.

"What is this?" After experiencing the previous situation where a caster was obliterated, everyone around became a little quiet.

"Who knows, maybe it's just pretending to be a ghost!" Someone said.

Nie Qianshou frowned slightly and looked at Chu Jingtian quietly.

He could feel that Chu Jingtian's exhalation and inhalation seemed to be in harmony with the heaven and the earth.

When this force reached a wonderful balance with Chu Jingtian's breathing, Chu Jingtian's eyes suddenly burst into a breathtaking divine light, and the long hair behind him flew away without wind!

"Get up!"

A sound like thunder resounded in the void.

This voice didn't directly resound in everyone's ears, but exploded in the spiritual side. In an instant, everyone felt that in Taibai Mountain, the infinite power of heaven and earth surged and gathered here, as if ordered.

At the same time, the skeleton of the evil snake and Yan Tianchi who was placed in front of him moved in response to the sound, as if being lifted by a pair of invisible big hands, it was directly suspended in mid-air!

"Wow!"

There was a loud noise from the crowd.

But at this moment, Chu Jingtian seemed to be integrated into this world, and all his spiritual thoughts were concentrated on the casting. Amidst the noise, there was only a bang, and the flames rose from nothingness, and suddenly surrounded two huge snake bones.

There was only a crackling sound, and the two snake bones struggled crazily as if they had come alive in the flames.

"Give me together!"

Chu Jingtian grabbed it with his right hand.

Amidst countless people stunned, two huge skeletons were scrambling to be the first, entangled with each other, like a huge drill bit, and finally complemented each other and twisted into a sword shape.

"How is it possible? What kind of technique is this?"

Even Nie Qianshou's complexion changed.

This is not an ordinary casting method, it seems to be the ability of a cultivator. But how did he know that their casting methods are so crude, in the eyes of Chu Jingtian, they are no different from blacksmiths in the ordinary world.

Even Nie Qianshou reacted like this, let alone the other casters.

But there are still some casters who are stubborn:

"Hmph, is this his casting? Does he have to drag a long sword more than 30 meters long?"

However, before the words were finished, Chu Jingtian's eyes opened angrily, and the aura that had already reached its peak was raised once again. The Yang God of two feet suddenly flashed in the eyes of countless people.

At this moment, he used his finger as a pen! Take the world as paper!

Chu Jingtian's right hand slid across the void, and the power gathered here, as if being pulled, rolled towards one after another, forming a piece of ancient and deep characters.

Even after it was formed, the words were slammed on the snake bones, as if they were born with seals carved in them.

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

Everyone's eyes fell on the piece of engraved words. I saw the golden light shining on the ancient writing. The huge snake bone stood up slightly like a dragon raising its head.

"Get up!"

Chu Jingtian drank again, and the pen followed the dragon and the snake, and the words with utmost ingenuity brought out bursts of blurred afterimages in the void.

Every time he wrote a character, the font hit the snake bone with a bang, as if it was made by nature, and it was a miracle!

The last time he was in the Wu Tomb, there were only three levels, and what he forged was the fourth-level Zunlong Sword. But now that he has reached the third-level fifth-level, the target of the casting tool has also been replaced by the fifth-level top-rank flying sword.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

A series of characters formed a seal and hit the snake bone with a bang, blasting out pieces of scattered golden light from the snake bone that was originally as white as jade.

At first Chu Jingtian's movements were very slow, and everyone could clearly see the direction of his every step of seal carving, but later on, his strokes of ghosts and gods startled, and when the wind and clouds moved, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder under the depiction !

"Is this really casting?"

Everyone present was stunned and couldn't close their mouths.

Normal casting is nothing more than swinging a hammer, how can it be so exaggerated? It didn't seem like he was casting a weapon at all, but he was practicing some kind of peerless skill. Chu Jingtian now writes like a dragon and a snake, with the sound of wind and thunder, what's the difference?

"Master, this..."

The disdain on Yan Changcun's face gradually disappeared. He didn't have the complacent attitude before, and he looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

"Shut up and watch carefully!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was interrupted by unceremonious scolding.

Yan Changcun hurriedly looked at Nie Qianshou, only to see that this well-known master of casting in the martial arts world was actually sitting there with his eyes fixed on every movement of Chu Jingtian, and even his forehead was covered with Beads of sweat!

Yan Changcun knew that this was Nie Qianshou's exhaustion of watching Chu Jingtian's casting!

"What kind of casting method is this?"

Some casters who had doubts about Chu Jingtian's casting methods were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

They originally thought that Chu Jingtian was just putting on a show to show his vanity. But the technique he practiced this time completely shocked everyone.

"This method is simply unheard of and unseen!"

I saw that as Chu Jingtian swung Fang Qiu's writing, the snake bones twenty or thirty meters long were covered with densely packed golden talismans. These talismans were like a straight golden thread, running through the two snake bones together to form a line .

For the first time, the casting technique in the world of immortal martial arts is presented to the eyes of everyone, and it is almost shocking.

In fact, Chu Jingtian's casting technique is completely composed of divine thoughts pulling the power of heaven and earth. Every time he condensed a rune and blasted it on the snake bone, it was equivalent to hundreds of forgings by the metalsmith. Moreover, this power of heaven and earth can also completely release the power in the snake bones. The mystery contained in the technique is unknowingly much higher than what Nie Qianshou has grasped!

Even a fifth-tier foundry master like Nie Qianshou can only see a little bit of the key, and feel that Chu Jingtian's techniques are extremely mysterious!

"Boom!"

After the last piece of runes and seals were carved, the talismans on the snake bones were already connected into one piece, giving people a magnificent and awe-inspiring feeling. And the originally broken snake bones also quietly brought a luxurious and unattainable atmosphere to people.

"Even if it fails now, this is a fifth-order magic weapon!"

Everyone was at this moment, couldn't help holding their breath, and looked forward nervously.

However, just when everyone was looking forward to whether Chu Jingtian could create a miracle, whether he could really forge a fifth-order high-grade flying sword, a terrifying killing intent emanated from the void.

At this moment, all the casters who were observing Chu Jingtian's casts were all awakened by this terrifying aura. They looked forward impressively, and saw a cloud of black mist suddenly enveloped Chu Jingtian's sky, like a cloud of dark clouds, turning the space of tens of feet into darkness.

"What's that?"

The countless casters present almost jumped up.

Especially Xu Guanglong felt that his scalp was numb at this moment, and goosebumps all over his body could not help popping out.

In the pitch-black fog, neither sight nor spiritual thoughts can penetrate, but there are two scarlet rays of light shooting out of it. It was nothing but Su Xin's eyes.

"Heavenly King of Beiliang, you killed my adoptive father and slaughtered my ghost general in Heiya Village. I, Su Xin, accept your head today!"

In mid-air, Su Xin was like a ghost stepping out of the void. He held a big sword tightly in both hands, and with infinite shadows of the sword, he slashed down with a gesture of utmost skill, and slashed towards Chu Jingtian's body. Throat.

In an instant, Chu Jingtian fell into a deadly situation!

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