Chapter 681 Thunder Tribulation

Chen Luo stopped at the entrance of the courtyard without going in. From this angle, he could just see the face of the man who forged the sword.

Third brother’s hatred!

The man forging the knife inside is none other than the third brother I Qiuen in the external brain. When Chen Luo obtained the corpse of the tribulation monk who died with a bloody sword, he brought him in with the sword. So when he saw this person, he recognized him at first sight.

"Why do you see hatred when you enter the legendary world in the tomb?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Chen Luo's eyes.

Qiu Yuan was very strong during his lifetime, and Chen Luo once saw a state in his remnants.

Overcome the tribulation realm!

This is a realm Chen Luo has never encountered before after traveling in the upper realm for so long. Even the Turtle Ancestor is still stuck in the category of returning to the void, and has not touched the threshold of the Lianhe Dao, let alone the realm of transcending tribulation. However, such a powerful hatred died. No one knows how he died or how his body ended up in the fringe area.

Bah!

The red-forged blade was put into the water, and a layer of white mist arose, and the smell of iron mixed with the smell of the fire spread outside the courtyard.

"It's still too blunt."

Qiuqian looked at the iron knife in his hand, rubbed the blade with his index finger, and muttered to himself.

"Tell me, why is this happening?"

Qiuqian turned his head and looked at Chen Luo outside.

He had long noticed that Chen Luo was outside, but he had been concentrating on his work before, so he didn't say anything.

"Because this knife has limits."

Chen Luo looked at the face of Qianqian when he was young, opened the door and walked in from the outside.

He didn't know what the current status of his hatred was, whether it was a strange monster from the legendary world or a remnant in his memory. Brother Changqing's things are indeed weird. I just rubbed the corner of the futon and encountered such a weird thing. I was too relaxed before and underestimated my brother's friendship.

"limit?"

Qiu Yuan looked at the iron sword in his hand. The blade was long and narrow, slightly curved, and the blade surface glowed with cold light. At first glance, it looks good, but from the perspective of a master weapon refiner like Ouyang Lian, this knife is a bit inferior. The forging technique is rough and the strength varies. Even the forbidden pattern is not engraved, so he refining it casually. All woodchopping knives are better than this.

"I don't think so."

Qiuqian put down the knife and started the bellows again. Orange-red flames burst out from the furnace and began to calcine the long knife again.

"I think the main reason why this knife is dull is because of people."

Hatred was immersed in his own world and started a new round of forging swords.

"Because I have limits, the knife has limits. My murderous aura is not enough, so the knife is dull."

Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times.

One person forges the knife, and another person watches it.

Just keep repeating this.

The refining method of Qiuqiang is very rough, so rough that it can be done at will, and the material is not some fairy gold material, but some ordinary iron that ordinary people can find. But just such a casually refined mortal sword, after being beaten countless times by hatred, slowly gained an inexplicable aura.

This aura was exactly the same as hatred, like an extension of his arm.

Spirituality!

Something strange flashed in Chen Luo's eyes, this knife had actually transformed.

After a lot of hard work, he finally becomes a spirit.

It's a pity that this kind of spirituality extends from the body of the knife holder, and is considered a part of the body. If the sword holder dies, the spirituality on the sword will also dissipate, and the sword will change from a spiritual weapon to a mortal sword again.

Chen Luo remembered that the first time he saw Qiuqian's body, he had a knife in his hand. At that time, he thought he had picked up an immortal treasure, but after getting in touch with it, he discovered that the knife in Qiuhen's corpse was really just an ordinary knife.

Chen Luo once wondered why a strong man of Qiuqian's level would take a mortal sword, but now he finally knows the reason.

Sigh.

Another burst of white smoke rose.

Qiuqian didn't know how many times he picked up the knife and touched the blade with his hand.

Different from the countless previous failures, this time Hateful's finger was cut by the blade, and a wisp of bright red blood flowed out from the wound and slid down the blade.

A feeling of joy and joy arose in his heart.

He is not a weapon refiner, but he can forge swords!

"Now how about this knife?"

"It's sharp."

Chen Luo said seriously.

This is the first time that Chen Luo understands the hatred of his third brother from the perspective of a bystander. He has a kind of persistence that other immortal cultivators do not have.

Qiu Yuan is a sword cultivator, and like his sword cultivator, he is an extreme cultivator.

With one strike of the sword, life and death are destroyed.

"Not even close."

Hatred grabbed the long knife, and the spirituality spread along the handle, and the whole knife seemed to come to life. The sky-high murderous aura erupted from Qiu Yuan's body, and the crimson flames spread to the blade, creating a strong wave of energy. Chen Luo, who was sitting next to him, felt a burst of murderous aura, and the clothes on his body made a squeaking noise from the aura. The courtyard door behind him collided back and forth, making a "squeak" sound.

"That's about it now."

The voice of hatred sounded, and the blood-red eyes became the only light in this space. Everything dimmed, the courtyard disappeared, the scene receded, leaving only those eyes and the knife. Chen Luo read an emotion called 'hate' from it

"The Way of Killing—Seven Killing Swords."

As soon as the knife fell, time seemed to slow down.

Bang!

A crisp sound was heard, the knife light shattered, and Chen Luo suddenly woke up. He subconsciously reached out to touch his chest, but there was no knife there. Everything he had experienced before was just an illusion he saw in the legendary world, something that happened in the past.

"A knife with hatred burning to the limit?"

Chen Luo, who had recovered from his shock, sat down again, and kept recalling the last knife in his mind.

That was the first knife that Qiu Yuan swung after successfully forging the knife.

The fragments that could not be found in the brain memory were now awakened.

From the spirituality of Qiu Yuan's corpse after his death, it can be seen that he was as extreme as his knife. Chen Luo didn't know what happened later, but he knew that Qiu Yuan was dead, and his knife and corpse were drifting outside, turning into a forgotten withered corpse. The knife and the person had no momentum, and even the corpse cultivators despised them.

"Brother, thank you."

After digesting the memories in his mind, Chen Luo stood up and walked out of the tomb.

The withered corpse in the tomb was still there, and the candlelight was dim.

A few days later

Chen Luo left the Emperor's Tomb. This time, he was promoted to a higher level, breaking through several layers of the Emperor's Tomb's restrictions and harvesting a large number of Evergreen Immortal Emperor's brains, officially reaching three hundred! The three hundred combined Evergreen Immortal Emperor's brains became more agile and involved in many fields. When calling them, Chen Luo could clearly feel his changes.

This change is invisible, but it is real.

With the same magical power, the power released by Chen Luo now is several times that of before, and the consumption is only one-third of the original.

Leaving the Emperor's Tomb, Chen Luo flew out of the tribal area and stopped at the entrance of the Dragon Tomb. He stretched out his palm and pressed on the stone pillar on the edge of the Dragon Tomb, and a translucent crack appeared. The figure changed for a while, and when it condensed again, the person had already arrived in another strange space.

The Return to Void Heaven Tribulation is unusual. Chen Luo borrowed the cracks in the Dragon Tomb to reach another world.

In this way, there is no need to worry about being affected by others.

The calamity hidden in the secret art of avoiding calamity was released, and wisps of calamity flew up to the sky. The calamity clouds gathered, and the sky darkened. The grass and trees under his feet were bent by the pressure of this breath.

The wind was strong and the evil wind was everywhere.

The purple sky thunder shuttled through the dark clouds.

The return to the void heavenly tribulation has finally arrived.

Chen Luo stood below and took out the materials prepared for the tribulation one by one. Array flags, spiritual talismans, puppets, strange insects.

The wind and sand were everywhere, and locusts were everywhere.

Su Dacai crawled out of the sand, carrying a black package on his back, which was filled with burial objects dug out from the tomb.

This place is an abandoned relic, which he bought from a news dealer at a high price. After a life-and-death journey to the relic, he successfully dug out the burial objects of the tomb owner.

"This broken tomb is really poor."

Su Dacai spit out the sand in his mouth and crawled out a little bit, but before he could crawl out completely, his body froze in place.

He widened his eyes and instinctively felt something was wrong.

Boom! !

A stream of light flew towards him at a very fast speed.

Judging from the angle, if he didn't run away, this thing would most likely hit his head.

"Where is it? Can you be reliable for once?"

In mid-air.

The clam girl manipulated the clam shell under her feet in a panic and roared angrily.

"It's here, I won't be wrong this time!"

The flower-backed turtle stood in front and kept calculating, and the turtle pattern on his back kept flashing.

The change of the demon clan had a far-reaching impact. No one expected that the turtle ancestor, who was known as the strongest demon clan, would fail. The demon clan that lost the "Tao" fell apart overnight, and the sky and the earth turned upside down. A sealed demon crawled out from under the ice flame.

The black bird lord united the ice field monsters, and rebuilt the order with the stone ancestor and the big locust tree. The seven saints system was abolished, and the demon clan entered the era of the demon king.

The "Tao" is controlled by the demon king alone!

The black bird lord is the demon king of this generation.

Below are the three kings.

The three kings are the Icefield Monster, the Stone Spirit Ancestor, and the Big Locust Tree.

The whereabouts of the defeated Turtle Ancestor are unknown, and the Flower-backed Turtle, a force that originally belonged to the Turtle Ancestor, was naturally liquidated. Fortunately, the Flower-backed Turtle was gifted and sensed the danger in advance. On the eve of the Turtle Ancestor's defeat, he escaped with the Clam Girl, Yuwen Ling, and Ding Jian, and then they were chased all the way.

In order to survive, he also brought two more helpers, Jiao Sheng and Xiaohuai Tree.

These two former Seven Saints, like them, have become stray dogs.

The new Demon King has no intention of letting go. Life turtles are rare, and no one wants to give up. If you can't catch the Turtle Ancestor, you can catch a small turtle.

Boom! !

Another violent collision came, and Yuwen Ling, who was standing behind the flying magic weapon, spit out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground with a face as white as paper. The remaining Ding Jian's condition was not much better. Dozens of ice-blue demon shadows were chasing behind, and the leading demon had a strong aura. It was the Snake Lord who once stood at the top of the demon clan.

After the demon clan reshuffled its forces, the Snake Lord immediately chose to join. This time, he fought for the mission from the Black Bird Demon King.

"It's here." (End of this chapter)