Chapter 391: Second iron sword

The vast sea surface has already returned to the previous calm, and all the waves are retreating. Everything seems to have never happened before. In the red light above the sea, there is a resounding echo from time to time. .
"The human being, if the emperor escapes from the ascension, he will surely break your body!"
The roar of madness rang from the town of Xian Ding, and it quickly reverberated in the heavens where the whole fairy condensed, revealing the hatred of Ju Peng on Luo Yang.
Luo Yang’s face was always full of calm. Even after hearing the screams of Jupiter, there was no change at all. It was just that his hands did not hesitate, and he quickly spurred the surrounding sea to the town of Xianding. Influx.
This reddish flame is the origin of the fire in Luoyang. It is made up of two flames of extreme yang and extreme yin. It is far more than the ordinary flaming fire. At this moment, Luoyang’s constant urging Next, the fire of the source became more violent, and madly spurted into the town of Xian Ding, wanting to refine the black giant.
The flame continued to roll, and a screaming scream came out from the town of Xian Ding. Even if this giant Peng was repaired extraordinaryly, it could now be refining by Luo Yang, and it is still difficult to resist. As time went by, the transition began to take place.
"The human, the emperor must kill you!"
"Ah!! You have the ability to let me go out, I am fighting with you..."
"I beg you to let me go, I don't want to die here..."
The voice of pleading continued to sound from the town of Xian Ding, and when it floated into Luo Yang’s ear, Luo Yang’s face showed a strange color.
"It seems that even if it is Kuang Peng, it is still a look to die."
After shaking his head slightly, Luo Yang did not intend to release this giant Peng, but his hands were more rapid, urging the flame refining town Xian Ding.
Time flies unconsciously. In the twinkling of an eye, Luo Yang has already refining this black giant Peng three times, but this black giant is still not in the slightest weakness, constantly impacting the town fairy Ding, want to escape from Ding.
"You don't have to work hard. Although Luo's time is tight, there is still time to stew a Peng Peng."
After gazing from the town of Xian Ding, who was still struggling with the giant Peng, Luo Yang said faintly, between the words, he raised his hand to ignite the flame and sealed the town of Xian Ding in the sea of ​​fire.
Despite the seemingly relaxed, Luo Yan’s heart is not in the slightest sense. The whole person’s mind is completely immersed in the refining process, without any slack, and when the time has passed, the fluctuation of the town’s Xian Ding Only gradually became smooth, and when the flame burned, it flashed through the black light.
"Receive!"
Luo Yang's eyes flashed, and suddenly he sighed in the mouth. After pointing to the town of Xian Ding, the town of Xian Ding, who had several tens of thousands of feet, gradually narrowed down and returned to its original appearance in a blink of an eye.
In the center of Xian Ding, the body of the black giant Peng is also shrinking. Although there is still no degeneration, but the breath is also falling, there is no such thing as Yuan Tianjing.
"When Peng Peng's blood is enough compared with the dragon, the whole dusty star is also very rare. If I come across it, it is my creation!"
Under the movement of the mind, Luo Yang’s mind calmed down again and continually urged the flame to quench the Xian Ding. But when the body of the giant Peng began to melt, a dazzling black light suddenly emerged from the Ding, reflecting into Luo. In the eyes.
"Well? That's... the second iron sword?!"
Luo Yang’s face changed suddenly, his eyes fixed on the black light inside the town’s Xian Ding, and his face showed an incredible look.
I saw that under Luo Yan’s constant refining, there was a sword tip in the body of the giant Peng. Although there was a flame barrier, Luo Yang still recognized it at a glance. The sword tip is the black iron used by him. sword!
"Do you say that this black iron sword is not only one?"
Luo Yang's face constantly changed, but in his mind he thought of the shock when the black giant fish saw the iron sword, and his face gradually revealed the look of Ming Wu.
"No matter what, after refining it, you can consider other things."
After taking a deep breath and pressing down the shock in his heart, Luo Yang’s hands remained unchanged, still urging the flames to refine the giants.
After half a day, when the body of the giant Peng was smelted more than half, a broken black iron sword fell from its body and appeared in front of Luo Yang.
"Exactly the same!" After a long sleeve of a wave, the iron sword was put into the hands, Luo Yang's face showed a shocking color.
Even if I had already prepared in my heart, it was still unbelievable at the moment. The black iron sword in my hand was exactly the same as the iron sword in my own Qiankun bag. Even the rust on the sword did not deviate. !
"How many of these black iron swords are there? There are only two iron swords, or that... these two are actually ones!"
A horrified thought passed over from Luo Yang's heart. After his eyes were condensed, his right hand was shot on the Qiankun bag, and another black iron sword suddenly flew out. It also fell into the hands of Luo Yang.
Two seemingly ruined iron swords, but exudes a fierce cold, as if to annihilate everything. In particular, the two iron swords are not bad, even the cold light is exactly the same, it looks very strange.
"In any case, the origin of this sword must be extraordinary. If he has the opportunity, he still needs to go back to the cave to find out!"
After carefully scrutinizing the two black iron swords, Luo Yang’s eyes flashed and slowly whispered.
Whether it is a black iron sword or a ancient ship, it is inextricably linked with the bottomless cave. If you want to know everything, you must step into the cave again.
"It’s just that the situation in the cave is really dangerous. If my guess is correct, then the body that suddenly resurrected in that year must not be weaker than the spiritual world, or even stronger..."
After the brow was slightly wrinkled, Luo Yang couldn't help but sigh. At this moment, although he was a good man, he still couldn't resist the spiritual monk. He had to suppress his thoughts and concentrate on this giant. .
"With a pirate with a bloodline of 鲲鹏 as a medicine, the essence of blood condensed, must be extraordinary!"
After the eyes were swept away from the town of Xian Ding, Luo Yang’s face showed a hot color. After the heart’s thoughts, the flames around him were more boiling, accelerating the refining of Ding’s giant peninsula.
After the iron sword left the body of Jupeng, the body of Jupeng became more fragile, and it was much simpler to refine. After half an hour, the whole body disappeared and melted, forming a round, in the town. Xian Ding has a radiant glow.