Chapter 636

"roar...."

The sound of the dragon's roar echoed through the sky and lingered for a long time.

The essence and blood of the five dragons dripped on the anvil, and the Divine Sword seemed to turn into a golden angry dragon, trying to break free from someone's hand and soar into the air.

But the hammer with determination will always fall at the right time.

The dragon's roar became lower and lower, from furious to whimpering.

Click——

It was covered with fine cracks from beginning to end, and with a final bang, it exploded into a golden rain, dissipating with it, the charm of the emperor's hegemony in the sword, and the blood stain left by the blood god in it.

The sword became dimmed.

After all, only 30% of the Xia Jian Yun was included.

It has lost 70% of its charm, its divine power has been greatly reduced, and it seems to be out of the category of a divine weapon.

"But without the Divine Sword, how will we deal with the next natural disaster?"

The blurry blood-colored face was stunned, and then a sneer appeared.

Although it was recast, there doesn't seem to be much difference in the result?

He can no longer affect Divine Sword.

But Tianren City also lost its biggest support.

His thought was about to disappear and he could leave at any time, but with a playful mood, he wanted to see how Li Mo would end.

"That's..."

"Can the hammer also be used as a sword?"

The clamor of the heavenly clans rang out.

It was noon at this time, the scorching sun was in the sky, and after the blood mist receded, the blue sky was as clear as water. The Blood God inadvertently glanced at the deformed sword, and actually felt a heart-burning heat.

"Replacing a hammer with a sword, the method of casting a spirit is still used..."

"What is he doing?!"

Woo——

Woo——

One blow after another.

The flaming hammer suddenly emitted a sword light that was sometimes beautiful and sometimes fierce.

It is hard to imagine that these words, chic, sharp, and elegant, can appear on a hammer.

No one knows the price paid for each blow.

That's right.

Li Mo put all his martial arts insights into swordsmanship. He didn't care to count the exact number of years, maybe thousands, maybe tens of thousands of years.

Each hammer seems slow, but it is all-encompassing and performs countless changes.

These changes have occurred, but it is difficult to see clearly what kind of legal principles they contain.

When he decided not to practice sword practice anymore.

When he held a hammer in his hand.

His swordsmanship finally broke through the boundaries of mortals.

If there is no sword in the hand and no sword in the heart, where is the sword?

Li Mo thought about this question for a long time.

But just now in the decision of immortality, he figured out that the four secret books that were not martial arts secrets, he had already learned them.

Li Mo was speechless.

After he figured this out, he felt like a stupid boy who went out to wander the world and received numerous beatings. Only when he returned home did he find that his unique magical skill was sitting on his bookshelf gathering dust.

Under the influence of Qi, Li Mo's energy and spirit had reached its peak.

He made his most amazing move so far.

Humanity kills the hammer and casts the soul for the sword.

Is this a hammer or a sword?

It doesn't matter anymore.

clang--

The Tiangong Divine Hammer, which had been used to forge Taoist weapons, had completed the final sublimation of the Divine Sword.

The light of the sword soared into the sky, soaring straight into the sky, swinging for thousands or tens of thousands of meters.

Under the scorching sun and in the firelight, he and the reborn magic weapon shined brightly.

"It's done..."

Outside, Du Wufeng's beard and hair were fluttering in the wind, and the light of the divine weapon was reflected in his eyes.

"What did Mr. Li cast?"

"Does it look like a machete to me?"

"He doesn't know how to use a sword. What a scimitar, it's clearly a curved sword."

"Neither."

While everyone was discussing what the shape of this new divine weapon was, the voice of Craftsman Du Shen came from behind.

Du Shenjiang sighed:

"It's a scythe."

"?"

The swordsmen and swordsmiths were silent.

They opened their mouths and looked at the figure in the Jiangshan Sheji Diagram raising the hammer and sickle together, but they couldn't say anything to refute.

After a long while, someone asked in a low voice:

"Has there ever been a sickle on the list of divine weapons?"

Not before.

Starting from today, it will probably be available.

I just don’t know how powerful it will be after recasting.

.......

The top of the Celestial City.

Li Mo calmed down his boiling energy and blood, took out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth. The energy and energy spent in recasting the divine sword made him no longer look as energetic as before.

At this time, he was very weak.

But he still raised his head and stared at the bloody shadow in the sky without giving in.

"You're not leaving yet, do you want to try out the magic weapon?"

"..."

Xue Ying was silent, and a big hand suddenly fell down, grabbing him with an unavoidable gesture.

The blood god's true form came unexpectedly.

Its target is the sickle that was just recast.

He felt a strong threat from it!

"!"

At this moment, the thoughts of everyone in Tian Clan and Mo City seemed to have fallen into a strange stagnation.

This grasp did not even cause fluctuations in the vitality of heaven and earth, but it had already transcended the boundaries of immortality.

They wanted to help Li Mo share the burden, but it was probably impossible to do so.

"Well done!"

Li Mo held the newly baked sickle, and he sensed the majestic energy and thoughts from it.

The mountains roared and the tsunami roared, like a frenzy, boundless.

He has no strength.

But it’s not needed anymore.

Invisibly, there seemed to be hands covering his palm holding the sickle.

.....

Tianshan, Sword Tomb.

Thousands of broken swords suddenly vibrated, as if the remnants had never been broken.

The wooden sword placed on the bluestone was surrounded by green light, and seemed to fly out uncontrollably.

"No need to go in person, just this heart can help him."

The white-bearded old man gently brushed the sword.

.....

So.

Li Mo also felt the familiar aura, and he couldn't help but smile knowingly, as if he saw the silly figure holding the wooden stick.

Not only Erniu, but also many ghostwriters in Mo City, and thousands of mortals in Rencheng.

They all heard the sound of Tianren City no longer having an emperor after holding the magic sword.

He raised the sickle and waved it gently.

A faint light suddenly lit up in the stagnant thoughts of the crowd.

At first it was faint, and finally it was red like the rising sun, about to rise to the middle of the sky and shine on thousands of people.

This can't be said to be sword light, because it is more pure.

Puff——

Even the Palm Profound Realm could not erase it, and could only seal the remains of the Blood God, which was smoothly cut into two pieces.

"Woo..."

A strong wind surged in the Tianren City, and the sky also cracked a bloody mark, and the sky wept blood.

At some point, the Blood God also merged a part of himself into the Tianhuang Realm.

So this attack, the Tianren City also shared a part.

"Li Mo, because of you, the natural disaster will come early."

The faint voice was full of hostility.

"Aren't you curious about what Ying Bing did?"

Li Mo had a cold face.

.....

PS: The plot of Tianren City will end soon, and the plot will be compressed and coherent at one time. Xiaopu Street will sort it out, and it will be updated today.

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