Chapter 3241 Casting a Sword

Immortality is not immortality.

This sentence may seem contradictory, but it seems to contain other profound meanings.

"If you want to leave this place, first cultivate to the Holy Land."

The man in black robe smiled.

The martial arts deity frowned slightly.

There was a hint of schadenfreude in the laughter of the man in black robe.

Moreover, what he means is that it seems that if you cultivate to the holy realm, you may not be able to leave the netherworld of blood.

Heipao said: "At least here, your practice will not be restricted by the rules of the Three Realms, and the realm can be continuously improved."

"Although this holy ruins place is not big, there are many opportunities, even if people from the Great Thousand World want to practice here, they don't have the opportunity."

Having said that, the Martial Dao deity does not want to be trapped in this ruins, and he does not know when he will be able to leave.

However, he knew in his heart that he really couldn't leave right now, he could only let nature take its course and wait for the opportunity.

Fortunately, Qinglian's real body did not fall into it, so she could soar into the Great Thousand World to find Dieyue.

the other side.

The original karma red lotus has completely withered, scattered in the Styx, and disappeared.

All the power of Karma Red Lotus has been integrated into Su Zimo's flesh and blood!

At this moment, there were two long swords around him.

One is the Qinglian sword derived from the creation of Qinglian.

The other handle is a long sword derived from the red lotus of Karma, with red lines growing on it, like a blooming lotus!

The man in black robe sat on the sea of ​​blood, as if he could see the state of Qinglian's true body through the vast sea of ​​blood, and suddenly said, "I can't leave this sea of ​​blood, but I can give you a chance."

"Send in the two swords by your side, and I will recast them for you."

Hearing this, Su Zimo hesitated a little.

He was a little worried at first that the two swords fell into the hands of the man in black robe and would never return.

But after thinking about it, in the holy ruins where Heipao Ren is located, even the many broken weapons and weapons are much stronger than the two long swords around him!

Those divine weapons are, after all, saint weapons.

What's more, the karmic fire red lotus has fallen in the sea of ​​blood in the nether world for so many years, and the people in black robes have never touched it, so there is no need to covet this red lotus sword.

Thinking of this, Su Zimo moved his spiritual thoughts and sent the Qinglian sword and the red lotus sword into the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld, and brought the martial arts deity to the land of the holy market.

"You brought that Avici hell over here."

The black-robed man said again.

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

The Great Hell of Abi was pierced by that Heavenly Punishment back then, and it was already shattered.

Su Zimo said nothing, turned and left.

The deity of Martial Dao was watching the black-robed man in the Holy Ruins Land. The two souls were connected in mind and heart, and he could know immediately if there was any change.

I saw that the man in black robe took the red lotus sword first, and his two fingers lightly slid across the sword's body, came to the tip of the sword, and flicked it lightly.

hum!

The blade trembled!

next moment.

On this red lotus sword, there was a sudden cracking sound, which was covered with fine cracks, and then scattered in an instant.

The red lotus sword was flicked by the fingertips of the man in black robe, and it turned into a pile of fragments!

Then, the man in black robe pointed at the Qinglian sword.

This divine weapon capable of beheading the emperor also shattered!

The two divine weapons were like paper paste in the hands of the man in black robe.

The expression of the martial arts deity remained unchanged, knowing that the black-robed man must have follow-up means.

The man in black robe was in the ruins, grabbed a broken sword, rubbed his palms, and the broken sword turned into countless powders.

Afterwards, a flame appeared in the palm of the black-robed man, smelting the fragments of the red lotus sword and the powder together.

The man in black robe is recasting this long sword!

At the same time as casting the sword, the man in black robe constantly introduced blood water into the sword body from the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld!

Every drop of blood that falls on the sword will make the long sword more murderous!

According to what the man in black robe said, every drop in this sea of ​​blood is the blood of a saint.

It is hard to imagine what this long sword will look like when it is cast, drinking from the blood of a saint!

Over time, the red lotus sword gradually took shape.

The lotus flower on the sword has disappeared, replaced by a blood red!

The blood energy and murderous aura emanating from the long sword, even Su Zimo, who was standing in the Netherworld Blood Overseas, could feel it clearly, even trembling with fear!

The murderous aura of this sword is too heavy!

After all, this long sword is based on the Red Lotus Sword. Although it has changed greatly, it still maintains a touch with him.

Otherwise, Su Zimo would not have any confidence to control this blood-colored long sword!

hum!

After the red lotus sword was recast, it crossed the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld, and in the blink of an eye, came to Su Zimo's side.

The red lotus sword has just left the category of the netherworld of blood, and this murderous aura burst out in an instant, as if breaking the world and reaching the sky!

Sword world.

Beimingxue is refining Beimingjian.

Sudden!

The body of the Beiming Sword kept trembling and whispering, and the sword energy converged back, as if it was afraid of something.

Bei Mingxue looked in the direction of hell, thoughtfully.

...

The place of holy ruins.

The man in black robe opened his mouth and said, "Throw in the Abi hell."

This broken hell, under the blessing of Su Zimo Dao Fa, turned into the size of a fist, threw it into the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld, and was brought to the land of holy ruins by the martial arts deity.

In the ruins, the man in black robe found a few sharp broken blades and smelted them.

Afterwards, these broken blades and Abi hell were all integrated into the Qinglian sword, and the sword body was recast!

The edge of the Qinglian sword is becoming more and more prosperous!

Not only that, the sword body also exudes another kind of power, which is very similar to the Great Hell of Abi!

"These means..."

Su Zimo sighed in his heart.

This black-robed man not only recast the Qinglian sword, but also integrated the Abi hell into it, making the Qinglian sword completely transformed!

Not long after, the recast Qinglian Sword was sent out of the sea of ​​blood by the man in black robe and returned to Su Zimo's hands.

Su Zimo held a long sword in each hand, feeling the changes and power in the two long swords.

The Qinglian sword in the left hand is extremely sharp and seems to be able to cut through everything!

The red lotus sword in the right hand is murderous and bloody!

After the two long swords were reborn, both swords contained extremely terrifying power, but with Su Zimo's current cultivation realm, he couldn't exert his full power at all.

The voice of the man in the black robe came again: "These two swords have been recast by my hands, far better than before. The cyan long sword has the first edge and is unmatched. A nose sword."

"That blood-red long sword is the first in killing, unsurpassed, with karmic fire as a supplement, killing without causation, and it is mainly forged from the sea of ​​​​nether blood, and it can be called the sword of the ghost."

"With the help of these two swords, you must be able to protect yourself in the Great Thousand World."

This chance is really not small.

Su Zimo asked in a deep voice, "What do you need me to do, senior?"

"you?"

The man in black robe said lightly, "You are still a long way off, take care of yourself."