The Magical Blacksmith

　　 The brilliance of the colorful Tang Dao was gradually engulfed by the black energy. Seeing this scene, Yu Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief: "The outcome has been determined, and the spirit weapon is even better!"

　　 The cultivator of Lingtai was annoyed and said: "I clearly said that the power of the magic weapon itself is fighting, you remind me, it's a foul!"

　　 "It's a foul if you just say anything?" The Blood God Sect was shamelessly used to it, and he spouted, "That's Zhang Ye and remind me."

　　The magical device is ineffective, even if it is spoken, it can't understand it, and the blood **** cultivators laughed.

　　 But Zhang Ye seemed to be more real, and said to Qi Cai Tang Dao: "Okay, don't play, let's cross the catastrophe."

　　The Blood God Sect everyone was taken aback, and they burst into laughter: "Hey, have you heard, Zhang Ye, this fool really talks to the magical artifact!"

　　 "Cross the robbery? Haha, I'm still soaring!"

The great elder had always felt that something was wrong before, and when he heard Zhang Ye’s words, he struck his forehead and remembered. When Zhang Ye used to refine the best flying sword, he had survived a thunderstorm. This best magic knife can only experience thunder. Jie is the real best magic weapon!

As soon as Zhang Ye’s voice fell, a thick black cloud suddenly formed, and thunder and lightning flashed inside. The evil charm was most afraid of thunder. The evil spirit was shocked, but he refused to let it go. It was even more strenuous to solve it as soon as possible. Colorful Tang Knife.

　　 Tang Dao, who had originally broken through from left and right, quieted down at this moment. The much dim colorful light was rising sharply, and it was already unstoppable.

As a master of treasure casting, Yu Wenwen thought of a possibility when he saw this thundercloud, that he was a real magic weapon, envy the heavens, and had to experience thunder tribulation, but that was the treatment that the magic weapon above the royal weapon could have, when The magic weapon can also summon Thunder Cloud?

　　 Yu culture is so anxious that you must not let the best magical instruments go through the robbery, regardless of the rules, and a ball of blood flies to the magical instruments.

　　 "Bold!" It was obviously a powerful weapon of fighting, and no human assistance was allowed. However, this cosmic culture made repeated and repeated moves, which made the Great Elder furious and immediately made a move.

　　 But the blood **** sect elder was prepared for a long time, and stopped the means of the big elder, and the blood was swallowed by the evil spirit weapon.

　　 With the blessing of essence and blood, the power of the ghost head sword is greatly increased, and the body of the evil ghost weapon spirit is like a substance, turning into a shady, entwining the colorful Tang sword tightly.

　　 "Old Piff, this matchup is invalid!" The elder was so angry that he gritted his teeth. If he hadn't worried that this was an ancient place with many low-level disciples, he had long wanted to fight with the elder of the Blood God Sect.

　　 "Oh, Li Rulong, if I see you are about to lose, I will say it is invalid. It's too despicable and shameless!" The blood **** sect elder beat him down.

　　 "You are the ones who are despicable and shameless!" The two elders immediately pinched.

　　Han Ling'er looked at the darkness billowing in the sky and looked worried: "Zhang Ye, how can this be good?"

　　 "Don't worry, you will win." Zhang Ye suddenly held Han Ling'er's little hand.

Han Ling'er was taken aback. In front of so many colleagues, Zhang Ye was holding hands, but seeing that they were all paying attention to the magic war in the sky, they bite the bullet and let Zhang Ye push them. Besides, they were led by Zhang Ye. Starting, Han Ling'er felt sweet and at ease.

The evil spirit pondered that the colorful Tang Knife was almost consumed, and opened his mouth wide, ready to swallow it in one bite, but at this moment, the Tang Knife seemed to be completely irritated, and its radiance was like a glowing cloud, which not only broke free from the shackles of ghost mist, but also By the way, he penetrated the upper jaw of the evil spirit and flew into the thundercloud.

　　 The evil spirit was holding his blood basin and howled miserably, black air gushing out, and the wound was repaired in a short while, then the evil spirit stared at the thundercloud angrily, but did not dare to pursue it.

　　 Yu Culture's complexion was pale, and he was broken away by the Colorful Tang Dao. He shouted hoarsely: "What are you still trying to do, don't let it go through the catastrophe!"

　　 The evil ghost looked at Yu Wenhua, then at the thunder cloud flashing and thundering, and finally roared, grabbed the ghost knife, and stood against the sky.

　　 The best magic knife, shuttled in the thundercloud, and fought with the thunder. Suddenly, the seven-color brilliance spewed out from the thundercloud. Everyone did not dare to look directly, and closed their eyes.

　　Buzzing knives, everyone opened their eyes again, the thunderclouds have dispersed, only the colorful magic sword, standing in the world, like the emperor in the army, looking down at all living beings.

　　 This is the real ultimate magic weapon! Although everyone didn't know the best magical artifacts, they had such an idea inexplicably.

　　 The evil spirit couldn't stop Tang Dao from crossing the robbery. There was a touch of fear in his eyes, but it was unwilling to give in. It wanted to fight for the dignity of the spirit weapon!

　　 The evil spirit took the Guitou Knife and cut it off with a single knife. The colorful Tang Knife did not evade and turned into a rainbow, and shot towards the evil spirit.

　　 "Boom", after the battle, Tang Dao was like an arrogant swordsman, without turning his head, accompanied by colorful glow, he flew back to Zhang Ye's hand.

　　 holds the peerless beauty like Han Ling'er in his left hand, and holds the peerless magic weapon in his right hand. This is how men should be born!

Everyone looked at Zhang Ye with envy. They had heard of the scandal between Zhang Ye and Han Ling'er before, and they were very upset, but at this moment, they no longer felt that Zhang Ye was not worthy of Senior Sister Ling'er. On the contrary, there was a kind of heroic beauty that complemented each other. The sense of.

　　 But the supreme magic weapon suddenly landed, and the monks were a little confused. Has the victory or defeat been divided? Who wins and loses? Hastily looked at the ghost head knife in the sky.

　　The elder of the Blood God Sect was startled, and laughed: "The Ghost Head Sword is still in the sky, indicating that the best magic weapon has been defeated!"

　　 "Yes, it must be so!" Although the blood **** cult disciples felt a little weird, they only wanted to believe this result.

　　 At this moment, the evil spirit in the sky suddenly appeared a hole in its chest. It howled, trying to repair the wound with ghost energy, but the hole was getting bigger and bigger.

　　 And the ghost knife, cracked like glass, the sound of "click, click, click" was endless, and then it scattered into debris. The evil spirit was extremely reconciled, but the spirit weapon was destroyed and it disappeared in smoke.

　　 "It's Zhang Yesheng!" The spiritual platform monks recovered, unable to restrain their inner excitement, and shouted Zhang Ye's name again.

The elder of the Blood God Sect was grim. He didn't see what was going on before. He felt that the Guitou Knife was in the sky, and the Guitou Knife had won. I never thought that the last time the two magic weapons confronted, the colorful Tang sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and the Guitou Knife. Just like paper, it was directly pierced and shattered by Tang Dao.

　　 The ultimate magic weapon, is it so scary?

　　Blood God Sect elders have a harsh look in his eyes. He is prepared to kill Zhang Ye at all costs, otherwise as long as Zhang Ye stays in one day, the Blood God Sect will never want to overwhelm Lingtai Sect!

　　 But the Great Elder clearly saw through the plan of the Blood God Sect, guarding Zhang Ye, and scolded: "Old Piff, you try!"

　　With Li Rulong, the elder of the Blood God Sect could not kill anyone. Thinking of Li Rulong's previous statement that the match was invalid, he still jumped into the fire pit, unable to pull it, but he lifted a rock and hit him in the foot.

The elders of the Blood God Sect thought about it, if it is because of their own shame, if the Lingtai Sect kills people, the Heavenly Dao Palace will definitely ignore it. Considering the many consequences, the elders of the Blood God Sect rolled his eyes and smiled: "Lao Li, how many years of friendship we have had? , Or else, forget about it."

　　 "Count you big-headed ghost, this gambling game won by our sect will offset the previous hour, and also one hour ahead of entering the magical barrier!" The elder held his head high, the winner was so full of confidence.

　　The blood **** elder gritted his teeth: "Two wins in three rounds, we have one extra match!"

　　 Before the elder of the blood **** sect spoke, Yu Wenwen puffed out a mouthful of blood. He lowered his head blankly and found that his chest was full of blood.

　　 Injured like this, and even an extra egg, the elders were too lazy to refuse.

　　The elder of the Blood God Sect was taken aback. If something goes wrong with Yu Wenhua, there is no hope for the rise of the Blood God Sect, and it will pass immediately and give Yu Wenhua a golden pill.

　　 Immediately, the blood **** sect elder stared at Zhang Ye viciously: "Dare to hurt my blood **** sect person, can you die?"

　　 "Spirit weapon backlash is not so serious at first, but who would let him sacrifice the spirit weapon with his blood?" Zhang Ye smiled calmly, "So, it's my egg business."

　　 Rao is the shameless accustomed to the Blood God Sect, and the doorman also feels hot on his face. In order to defeat the best magic weapon, Yu Wenhua used to feed the spirit with essence and blood regardless of the rules. As a result, the spiritual weapon was destroyed and the backlash was doubled.

　　The elder of the Blood God Sect gurgled his teeth: "Zhang Ye, the old man remembers you!"

"There are many people who remember me, who are you old?" Anyway, there is a great elder, and from now on, he will become the key protection object of the Lingtai Sect. Zhang Ye's threat to the Blood God Sect has not been put in the slightest. In the heart.

　　 "Haha, yes, the blood **** is the old man!"

　　 "Lingtai Sect will always crush your blood **** sect!"

　　 Previously, Ouyang Changtian Taoist heart was destroyed, and the spiritual platform monks were saddened. Now the blood culture of the blood **** sect is backlashed by spiritual weapons, and only half of their lives are left. UU reading www.uukanshu.com naturally became hooked.

The blood **** sect was downcast, and the morale he had built up finally became sluggish. The elder saw in his eyes that the Lingtai Sect was bound to win the battle of the enchantment of the gods and soldiers, and immediately announced: "The time is almost up. , The cultivator of the Lingtai obeys the order and prepares to enter the enchantment!"

　　 "The disciple takes the command!" The ten foundation-building cultivators in front of the inner gate immediately gathered at the entrance of the barrier, preparing to enter.

　　Han Ling'er was still caught by Zhang Ye, a little embarrassed: "Zhang Ye, I'm leaving."

　　 "Well, be careful with everything." Zhang Ye paused, thinking of something, and handed the colorful Tang Sword to Han Ling'er, "Lend you."

　　 This knife, logically speaking, the Lingtai Sect gave the material money, and Zhang Ye returned the favor. The ownership belongs to the Lingtai Sect, but Zhang Ye insisted on lending it to Han Ling'er, and the elder must sell this face.

　　 Han Ling'er felt that the colorful Tang Knife was too expensive, and some did not dare to take it, but she knew Zhang Ye's temperament and had to take the Magic Knife joyfully: "Zhang Ye, thank you."

　　 The great elder pretended not to see anything, and cleared his throat: "Lingtai monk, with Han Ling'er as the leader, unite as one. If you dare to hurt the same door, you will be punished by treason!"

　　 "Disciples obey!" The foundation-building cultivators replied respectfully. Han Ling'er was the leader of the team. She was the number one in the inner sect. Now she has the best magic weapon in her body, and everyone is convinced.

It’s just that the Blood God Sect has suffered. Not only has to watch the Lingtai Sect enter the magic enchantment an hour ahead of time, but Han Ling'er is also equipped with the best magic sword, and the Blood God Sect will go in afterwards, not to mention the opportunity, can you? It's always a problem to come back alive.

　　 Zhang Ye abruptly changed the situation of both sides, which made the disciples of the Blood God Sect hate even more hate.

　　 At this time, in the ancient land, a light gate appeared out of thin air, and the monks of the spiritual platform entered in file.