Urban Madness

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Ye Fan's movements were not fast, but his hands seemed to be in control of the rules of heaven and earth, and the cycle of cause and effect, even the Great Dark Enchantment could not stop it.

In an instant, the bright fruit in the center of the darkness fell into Ye Fan's hands.

"how is this possible?"

The voice of God Moro's remnant soul filled with anger, resounding through the world: "Smelly boy, who are you, how can there be such a powerful existence in your body?!"

For some reason, although God Moro lost his body, he sojourned a strand of remnant soul in this giant hammer.

It gathers the power of faith of thousands of tribes in the Amazon. As long as those devout believers still worship it, then it is an immortal existence. Regarding the power of the gods and the huge earth, I am afraid that few people can be found in it. Shoulder to shoulder.

But now, the power bursting out of Ye Fan's body gave him an unprecedented sense of crisis.

"Huh! How can your little false **** be able to predict the power of the deity?"

Wei Lao manipulated Ye Fan's body, and the vast divine might agitated, like a abyss like a prison, like the king of gods descending on the world.

Only the king of the gods, the supreme **** king who dominates nine heavens and ten territories, can have such a momentum.

"Refining for me!"

Say what you say.

The majestic and surging inner strength madly poured into that bright fruit, constantly washing and baptizing.

"No ah..."

The remnant soul of God Moro screamed hysterically, but no matter how hard it resisted, it was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, without the strength to fight back.

After a few breaths, all of its consciousness was erased and turned into the most original and pure power.

The **** Moro, believed by thousands of tribes in the Amazon, has completely fallen.

"Xiao Fan... refining this strand of remnant soul consumes a lot of power of the deity! Next, you will inject this bright fruit into the Thunder Tribulation Sword, and then use "Heaven and Earth Furnace" to give birth to the Thunder Tribulation Sword. Come on!"

Wei Lao said, returning the control of the body to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan looked excited, without any hesitation, immediately injected the bright fruit into the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

However, although the consciousness of the remnant soul of God Moro has been erased, the light fruit contains the endless power of faith for thousands of years. How can it be so easy to be refined?

The moment it touched Lei Jiejian, it bounced back and it became clear.

However, this is not difficult for Ye Fan.

"Nanming Lihuo, burn the sky and destroy the world!"

In the next moment, he carefully controlled Nanming Lihuo, wrapping the Thunder Tribulation Sword and Bright Fruit.

Nanming Lihuo is the head of the five congenital fires, and nothing is inflammable. No matter how extraordinary the bright fruit is, it cannot resist such a sacred fire.

After a while, the rich and pure power of faith, like snow meeting the warm winter sun, slowly melted and turned into liquid, nourishing the Thunder Tribulation Sword like a jade liquid.

The spiritual liquid that the power of these beliefs turned into is mysterious and extraordinary. If ordinary people drink a sip, they will not be immortal, but can also prolong their lives and survive all diseases.

"Puff!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan spit out a large mouthful of precious blood and blended it into the sword. It was just the blood sacrifice method recorded in "Heaven and Earth Furnace".

It is rumored that in ancient China, in order to refine the divine sword, Moye would gather the iron essence of the five mountains, the gold of the six, wait for the heaven and the earth, choose auspicious days, open the furnace for forging, and see the gods.

However, after smelting for a long time, the gold and iron collected could not be melted and could not be made into swords.

In order to melt the gold and iron, Gan Jiang and Mo Xie both jumped into the furnace, sacrificed themselves, and forged two swords.

And now, Ye Fan refines it with essence and blood, and this sword will carry his brand, and once the spirit of the instrument is born, it will recognize the master from him.

Even if others took the sword from him, they couldn't use his power.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, within the Thunder Tribulation Sword, a high-pitched sword chant, resounding through the world, roared the mountains and rivers, and shook the stars.

When the ancient swordsmen fought, the swords were not out of the sheath, and they took the lead.

And now, the sword chant from the Thunder Tribulation Sword was magnificent and vibrating, piercing the gold and cracking stones, and rushing straight into the sky, revealing a domineering spirit that is proud of the world and dominates the world.

On the surface of the blade, thousands of blood-red lines suddenly appeared, densely packed and intertwined, like blood vessels inside the human body, revealing extraordinary spirituality, more mysterious than those tempered gods.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

At this time, there was a loud noise from the Thunder Tribulation Sword, like the thunder shaking the ground, and the roar of an ancient beast, the surrounding space was distorted.

But listen carefully, that rhythm is like the heartbeat of a certain creature, faster and louder.

In the end, there seemed to be only this voice left between the heavens and the earth, enough to reach the heavens.

At this moment, Lei Jiejian had truly completed its transformation.

Whether it is the blood vein pattern on the surface or the heartbeat sound from inside, it means that the real spirit of the instrument is still gestated in the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

...

With excitement, Ye Fan tried to release his spiritual knowledge and enter the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

In the next moment, Ye Fan only felt that he had come to a chaotic space, with thunder flashes in it, thousands of electric lights intertwined, like the legendary ancient thunder pool, revealing an extremely terrifying aura.

When he was refining the Thunder Tribulation Sword, Mr. Wei drew the Nine Heavens Thunder and carved a mysterious formation in the sword.

Ye Fan didn't expect that there is such a mystery in the Thunder Tribulation Sword, which contains mustard seeds, which is similar to Qiankun Gourd.

However, these thunders are too irritable. If you store items in them, they will probably instantly turn into dust and break into slag.

After perceiving the arrival of Ye Fan's divine consciousness, the thousands of electric lights suddenly shrank, condensing a fist-sized light group, although the size was reduced, the power in it was extremely condensed, without a trace of impurities.

Immediately afterwards, the light group flew towards Ye Fan and hovered around him, with a look of joy.

In this light group, Ye Fan could feel a strong sense of intimacy, blood dissolved in water, like the extension of his body.

There is spirit in the sword!

Obviously, this is the sword spirit condensed by Lei Jiejian, like a newborn baby, with pure thoughts. After seeing Ye Fan, it is like seeing the "mother".

In a sense, Ye Fan gave it life and was its bred!

However, in terms of energy alone, this Thunder Tribulation Sword Spirit is not at all weaker than the powerhouse of the Heaven Realm.

The power of the Thunder Tribulation Sword has doubled compared to before. It is like the King Jiao who has cultivated for 999 years, finally transformed into a dragon, soaring above the nine heavens.

Although Ye Fan's martial art realm has not broken through, his combat effectiveness has risen.

He had a strong hunch that he was holding the transformed Thunder Tribulation Sword, and if he encountered the Sacred Origin Musashi of the Wa Kingdom Sword again, he would probably be able to defeat it without awakening Chi You's bloodline.

More importantly, this sword spirit is still just born, with unlimited growth possibilities.

Maybe soon, it will be able to practice on its own and speak out.

Ye Fan learned from Wei Lao that there are many top Taoist artifacts and ancestor artifacts in the world of cultivating immortals.

At the next moment, Ye Fan entered a state of being indifferent and forgetting things, and began to practice in the chaotic space in the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

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Time passed by every minute.

For half an hour, a few miles east of this coast, suddenly the light burst, tearing the night, like day.

Then, out of the light, a handsome and unparalleled man walked out.

A head of gorgeous blond hair is as bright as the sun, with well-defined and deep facial features, like a Greek sculpture. His eyes are icy blue and look very arrogant. His rich and **** lips are slightly raised, with a mysterious smile, appearing wild and unrestrained. Evil and sexy.

Between the eyebrows, revealing the inherent dignity, like a royal prince.

He wore a slightly **** suit, revealing his perfect figure. The top three buttons were opened to reveal strong chest muscles, even the top male model on the world stage.

"Ahahaha... Arnold, you were actually trapped in a broken tripod by a Chinese kid! You, the number one warrior of the Amazon tribe, seem to be a misnomer!" The beautiful blond man joked.

Although Arnold was trapped in the blue tripod and could not see anything outside, he still recognized the identity of the incoming person through his voice, and hurriedly exclaimed:

"Sun King Apollo, you are here too! Hurry up and rescue me, let's join hands to kill this kid!"