Chapter 1016: : Divine Sword

After conquering the volcanic factory, the old bang finally found a suitable cloud furnace.
In other words, the core of the entire volcanic factory is a huge cloud furnace, which continuously draws power to supply the entire factory.
Although the old bang can't fully drive the full power of the entire Yunjian Furnace, it is very simple to cast a sword.
In front of Lao Banglong, a long sword was suspended, the blade was slender and covered with cloud patterns, and the word "Zhuang" was on the hilt.
The sword body shone with golden light, which was the light of "the oil of time and space".
"Zhuang Owner, we do n’t have much time and space oil, so we can only forge such a thin sword ..." Old Bang is a bit sorry, all the time and space oil consumption in the manor now depends on "Live or not" "The clever locking device", while the conversion efficiency of the non-living locking device is really poor.
But even with such a sword, its power is very amazing. Inside it, there seems to be some power that wants to rush out, and there is a twist of space nearby. If it is not bound by a melting furnace in the clouds, it seems to be going to devour everything around .
Zhuang not far reached out and wanted to reach out to grab, the old bang hurriedly: "Zhuang owner be careful, this thing is dangerous ..."
Aside, Indigo also said: "I remember that every Yunjin long sword is cast, there will be a large number of artisans to bury it, because the forging process is too dangerous, even the owner is not willing to approach, It's all filled with the life of the swordsmith ... "
Before he said anything, he saw that Zhuang not far had caught the long sword.
The twisted space near the long sword seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and immediately became obedient.
"Forget it, when I didn't say ..." Indigo suddenly remembered that the guy in front of him was a monster who was not afraid of the blood of time.
Yun Jin's power comes from the oil of time and space. The oil of time and space is transformed by the blood of time. I'm afraid ... it won't hurt him at all.
Zhuang not far held the sword in his hand, looking left and right, very curious, and then extended his paw to test it.
"hiss".
This sword, very sharp, cut Zhuang not far away.
A drop of blood rolled down, forming a bloodline on the blade.
"Zhuangzhuang, what do you want me to say ..." Old Banglong shook his head.
The manor who was not injured by the force of space, but was injured by the blade. It is estimated that this is the first ...
"Zhuang, now this sword is still incomplete, and the last step is to quench it with the blood of time! After this step, the power of Yunjin's sword can be controlled." Old Bang said, "This step The more blood you consume, the better. If you do n’t have enough blood in the middle, it will affect the power of the sword. I do n’t have much time blood here. Do you want to take some more time blood?

"Taking the blood of time?" Zhuang not far grinned. "How troublesome is taking blood, I have a better way ..."
"A better way?" Both the old bang and indigo were at a loss. After a while, indigo was speechless, "No ..."
A few minutes later, Zhuang not far put the sword in his hand into the muscle of time.
Suddenly, a golden light burst out from the silver muscle of time.
The sound of "squeak ..." sounded as if the blood of time was being evaporated by Yun Jin's sword, and like countless blood of time, absorbed by Yun Jin's sword.
There is no doubt that this quenching consumes a lot of time blood, but this is just a long sword. No matter how much it is consumed, for the muscle of time, it is only nine cattle and one hair.
After a few minutes, Yunjin's sword calmed down.
Zhuang not far reached out and pulled Yun Jin's long sword out of the wound of the muscle of time.
At that moment, Zhuang not far felt that he and this long sword seemed to have some strange resonance.
The moment he held the sword, he felt his body light. It seemed that the influence of gravity had disappeared. His body flew up and hung in mid-air.
Microscopically, gravity comes from some special quantum; macroscopically, gravity is actually the curvature of space.
So manipulating space can also manipulate gravity.
The owners of the manor obviously did not understand the principle, but they still applied time and space to all aspects, and the Industrial Party exerted this use to the extreme.
Whether it's a volley of war dogs flying through space, or a melting pot in the clouds, or an anvil in the pan / tilt, this power is actually used.
At this time, this power was condensed into a weapon.
Old Bang and Indigo waited near the back door.
Seeing Zhuang not far from the muscles of time, Indigo said: "The Yunjin sword is difficult to manipulate. I have learned before and I can teach you how to use it ..."
Then he suddenly discovered that Zhuang not far didn't actually come over.
His feet didn't touch the ground, he just flew in the air.
"I think I have mastered it." Zhuang not far felt the sword in his hand.
Holding this sword, he seemed to be able to see every fold in the space. He stepped out, apparently in the void, but like a down-to-earth ground. His body firmly locked the surrounding space and remained motionless.
At that time, the Nazis seemed to use this principle to invent a war dog that could run in the air.
"Zhuang Zhuang, you are the most talented person I have ever met." Indigo complimented him sincerely. "Your understanding of manipulating time and space is truly amazing."
"Ah, look at me terribly!" Zhuang not far from being praised, immediately proud, he waved his sword and chopped around.
A few seconds later, Zhuang not sorely covered her wound on her arm.
"But ... you are definitely the worst swordsman I have ever seen in my life." Indio shook his head.
Can you hurt yourself by waving a sword? No one else!
"Well, what a broken sword! I still use my gloves!" Zhuang not far lost the Yunjin sword in his hand to the ground.
"Zhuang owner, let me try?" Indigo reached out and wanted to try.
He bent down to pick up the long sword, but the moment his palm touched the long sword, he suddenly felt that the picture in front of him had changed.
A monster like a dragon and a tree was overlooking him, and an angry roar was made at him.
"Roar!"
Indigo trembled in shock, and "Dangji" sounded, and the sword fell to the ground again.
"What the is this?" Indigo stared. "How does it look ... like ... like ..."
Indigo shook his head: "Zhuang owner, you come ... this sword, I really can't use it ..."
...
At the same time, in Fuso, the wind was howling.
The temperature difference created by the volcano created a hurricane, and the hurricane was expanding wildly at this time.
Disaster comes again.
Before Qianwu's house, countless people gathered there in brave winds.
"Master Wu, please help us ..."
"Please rescue Fuso ..."
"If the hurricane hits Fuso, Fuso is really over ..."
Before the house, there were many police guards.
Not long ago, the police stood in front of the door to alert the violent groups inside the door and to deal with the situation urgently, but now they have become the gatekeepers of Qianwu.
In addition to these policemen, there are many men in black suits who stand in front of the door with their chests and belly raised. Even the raging wind cannot blow the pride on their faces.
The scene where the police and members of the violent gang stand guard together is ridiculous, but in Fuso, no one feels wrong.
Because now Qian Wu is no longer a member of the violent regiment, but a hero and savior of Fuso Prefecture. It is no exaggeration to enjoy the highest treatment.
The question is, can their savior save them?
"It isn't that the former Wuwu master didn't want to take the shot. The enemy's weapon is too dominant. We are still coloring weapons for the former Wushu figure ..." A cadre-like member of the violent corps was still comforting the people at the door.
"Please rest assured that the former Wu adults will not sit idly by, but the former Wu adults also need to prepare ..."
"When will the former Wu Master be ready ..."
"What if you can't find the right weapon?"
Although the people wholeheartedly hope that Qianwu can win, they cannot help worrying.
"Rest assured, even if no weapon can be found, the former Wu adults must be able to think of other ways ..." Violent cadres can only explain this.
The people are obviously not particularly trusted.
Looking at the expressions of these people, the cadres were very helpless.
After all, it turned from a member of the violent group into a Fuso hero respected by everyone, but how many days can this hero be?
Either the ex-Wu adults have to fight for their lives, or Fu Sangzhou Lu Shen perishes.
Without Fuso Prefecture, what a Fuso hero!
At this moment, a commotion came, and a message went wild among the people.
The gun prophet Orion, who was invited by Nut State, had a battle with the enemy earlier, but after all, he failed and failed to stop Indigo?
Even the gun prophets failed, what should they do?
Former Wushu, can be more powerful than the gun prophet?
"Our ex-wuwu is the strongest!"
"It must be more powerful than a gun prophet!"
"Yes, as long as we can find a weapon ..."
At this time, they can only comfort themselves like this, because once they lose hope, they will be lost.
But such self-comfort is so pale.
"The wind is getting stronger and stronger, everybody should go back. It doesn't help to stay here ..." The cadre braved the wind and calmed everyone and wanted everyone to leave.
Just then, a thunder blast suddenly sounded in the sky.
Then a magnificent sound came from the sky.
"This sword is given to you, Qianwu, go!"
Everyone looked up and saw a golden light burst, making a loud noise!
In front of Qianwu's door, a large pit was exploded, and a long sword shining with gold light was quietly inserted in the large pit.
"who?"
"Did the demon manifest?"
"what is this?"
The onlookers were panicked and surprised.
As the crowd panic, Qian Wu slowly walked out of the courtyard.
Howling winds ~ EbookFREE.me ~ His clothes fluttered randomly.
He stepped into the pit step by step, grabbed the long sword, and pulled it up.
Suddenly, the wind stopped raining around him, and his clothes fluttered like water.
Grabbing the hilt of the sword and waving it twice, Qianwu smiled.
This feeling like an arm's fingers is completely different from when using Zhuang not far.
Even if you are deprived of your identity, the stand-in for Weifu Private Visit will not disappear.
The artillery prophet Orion fought on the battlefield all his life. His marksmanship was like a god, and he knew all kinds of weapons.
Qian Wu Ze practiced Fusang's swordsmanship, and using swords was a piece of cake.
"Since the god-sent sword, I'll weigh the enemy's weight again!"
Qian Wu's figure turned into a streamer and disappeared into the air.