Sword Master Ling Tian

Liu Qianlian's hands trembled constantly, and his eyes were sore, but he desperately controlled it. He wanted to witness the birth of Ling Tian this sword!

In the field, Bai Feiyun stood calmly without anger. Qin Han was looking in the direction of Qin Mingyue, noticing his daughter's non-transient eyes, pursing his mouth, thoughtfully.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, there was a thunder.

I saw the clouds above the pool suddenly surging violently, and a huge lightning flashed past, illuminating the entire hall. Then the dense blue and purple thin thunder light walked in the mist, and gradually condensed into a complex and mysterious totem, which is full of dense lines, and when it turns, it constantly absorbs the vitality of the surroundings, and it seems to have Infinite energy surges in it.

"Pavilion Master Teng..."

Shui Yousheng frowned, he couldn't see what it was, so he surrendered his gaze to the pavilion master of the flames beside him.

The Lord Flame Pavilion nodded, "Abnormal sound, the formation is completed. This formation can already operate autonomously, the pseudo-spiritual weapon is complete!"

"Not only that, this formation is not a primary Qi gathering formation for lower-grade spiritual weapons, although I have never seen it before! But it is certain, this is an intermediate formation!" After taking a deep breath, the Lord Flame Pavilion added.

"Really... It's done?!" The Tianshui gate master was a little gaffe, and finally shook his head with a wry smile. He really couldn't say anything.

It is enough to make the Golden Body Realm martial artist so gaffe, enough to prove how fluctuating in his heart at this time.

Could it be that Ling Tian, ​​who seems to be extremely ordinary, and even a little wasteful, has reached such a level of talent in the way of refining tools?

"This son is so disgusted by Ziyunzong. If you have a chance, you can give it a try..."

The Tianshui Gate master was thinking, suddenly outside the hall, a disciple rushed over. Before he spoke, he saw a flash of light and shadow at the door of the hall, and two pretty figures appeared.

A woman in a fuchsia dress, graceful and coquettish. The other is relatively tall, wearing a series of water blue gauze skirt, looks beautiful and beautiful.

"Palace Master Mu, Vice President Liang?!"

The Tianshui Gate master let out a startled, and quickly got up from his seat.

Everyone saw the two beautiful shadows clearly, and they all looked at each other, not understanding why people from the Shenbing Mansion and the Danhui came here at this time.

It stands to reason that these two forces are not only neutral, but they are also not close to each other. Today, they are coming together.

"Hehe, it seems that we are here at the right time."

Mu Yalan smiled slightly.

The vice chairman of the Danhui Liang Ruoyan also moved into the hall with a lot of steps, and saluted Leng Bingxin in the hall from a distance, and said softly: "Senior Bingxin, I am on the order of the chairman, congratulations on your golden body!"

"If Yan is polite, please take a seat! Palace Master Mu, please too!" Rao Leng Bingxin, at this moment, also stood up and smiled, and let the two women into.

At this time, the formation vision in the center of the main hall had reached the most critical moment. The array of thunders turned faster and faster, getting smaller and smaller, and finally gradually retracted into the pool.

"to make!"

Ling Tian's soft drink came out of the mist, the billowing heat disappeared, and the mist was completely blown away by a breeze. Only on the water pool, a long sword with blue and purple thunder light, dazzling and dazzling!

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The sword body is not long, only worth three feet. The blades on both sides are purple, flashing purple thunder light, the middle sword body is cyan, and the blue thunder is rolling, and at the end of the sword body, there is a long and narrow blue formation. The totem, the thunder light bursts, especially bright!

Just in the appearance of this sword, it is much more dazzling than Xin Ziang's Breeze Sword!

Sit down!

The whole hall was in silence, and the needles could be heard.

He was unwilling to believe it until it was finalized.

"call!"

Ling Tian let out a long sigh, then curled up his mouth and laughed, holding the extraordinary purple sword and walking out of the forging table slowly.

First, they cast grateful eyes to the three of Bai Feiyun, after all, their protection can guarantee the smooth completion of the refining, otherwise, the success will fall short, and Ling Tian will lose everything.

After that, Ling Tian strode towards Liu Qianlian, holding the sword in his hand to the front under the gaze of the opponent still sluggish.

"Master, fortunately, the disciple never humiliated his life and succeeded in recasting the Qing Lei Sword. Please Master for advice!"

After a long daze, Liu Qianlian trembled his hands and held the sword blade that gathered countless eyes in his hand. He looked carefully at one side, and then stretched his hand over it gently, disturbing the thunder light attached to it. Finally, he stopped on the array totem that was shining with blue light.

After a full ten breaths, Liu Qianlian put down his fingers and sighed: "The purple lightning horns have made up for Qing Lei Jing’s lack of resilience, and the purple thunder crystal cores have supplemented the thunder fire, condensed into a fire pen to write intermediate energy gathering. The formation method, although it is only portrayed on the surface, is indeed very good, a pseudo-spirit weapon!"

"Pseudo-spirit! It's really a pseudo-spirit!"

"It's amazing, this Ling Tian actually compared Xin Ziang's Qingfeng sword!"

"That's right, although the Qingfeng Sword is the top level of the mysterious weapon, it is still a grade behind the pseudo-spirit weapon. This formation is insurmountable by the Qingfeng Sword."

When Liu Qianlian's voice fell, there was a buzzing in the hall, and everyone's eyes alternated between Ling Tian and Xin Zi'ang, tut tut amazed.

"impossible!"

At this time, Zhong Changkong stood up and said loudly: "I don't believe that Ling Tian can really refine a fake spirit weapon. This is impossible. Liu Qianlian, you are the peak master of Qianlian, how can you convince us by your words? ?"

"Oh, how can you convince you?" Liu Qianlian snorted coldly.

Zhong Changkong snorted coldly, and said to Mu Yalan who was sitting in the distance: "Simple, now Palace Master Mu of the Shenbing Mansion is here, let her verify it, fairness and justice, otherwise I will not accept Zhong Changkong!"

His words fell, and everyone turned their eyes to Mu Yalan. As Zhong Changkong said, among all the people present, there was no more suitable person to rule than Mu Yalan.

"I don't know, what's Mu Fu's idea?" Liu Qianlian was holding the purple sword, also looking at Mu Yalan.

Mu Yalan glanced at Ling Tian first, then got up and went to the center of the hall, saying: "If this is the case, let me do it!"

After receiving the Qingzi Sword from Liu Qianlian's hand, Mu Yalan was as good as the former, looked at it several times carefully, and then put her hand on the blue formation totem.

However, after a while, Mu Yalan frowned and shook her head slightly.

"Haha, Liu Qianlian, ah Liu Qianlian, I didn't expect you to do such a shameless thing for your apprentice. If it weren't for the visit of Palace Master Mu today, we would have almost been fooled by you!" See Zhong Changkong When Mu Yalan looked on her face, her heart was also light, and she couldn't help but sneer again and again.

Liu Qianlian felt anxious, "Palace Master Mu, this green..."

Mu Yalan waved to Liu Qianlian to stop talking, she took a step forward and held the purple sword in her hand, speaking lightly.

"Peak Master Qianlian is still humble, if I were to say, the quality of this purple thunder sword is far above Liu Qianlian's evaluation!"