Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

"Hall Master Chu!"

"Is the sword ready?"

"What happened just now? Why did this sword suddenly escape?"

Chu Jingtian looked at the people outside Xiandao Mountain who were waiting eagerly. Just as he waved his hand to cancel the formation, countless figures rushed in.

Many people looked at the silver-white sword in Chu Jingtian's hand with confusion.

Everyone wants to know what level of weapons Chu Jingtian has forged, even Marquis Wu is looking forward to it.

Chu Jingtian smiled and said: "This is an eighth-level weapon! I call it Ling Xiao!"

Eighth level!

Chu Jingtian's words made everyone present take a breath of air.

Although everyone had already guessed it, when the other party admitted it personally, they still couldn't hide their shock.

"Is this an eighth-level weapon?"

Wu Hou came up and looked at the Lingxiao Sword in Chu Jingtian's hand, with an extremely excited look in his eyes.

The Lingxiao Sword showed a light silver color, and its surface was covered with strange patterns, like the words of gods.

I have been pursuing it all my life, but I can't forge it. But today I saw Chu Jingtian forging it. How could Wu Hou not be excited?

"He actually forged it?"

Zhao Qian also had a face full of disbelief.

A being who has forged eighth-level weapons has already surpassed his master, Lord Wuhou, in terms of forging level. And for such a being, I actually laughed at him before for not knowing how to cast weapons.

Thinking of this, he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

"Brother, did you hear that? He actually forged an eighth-level weapon..." Xue Jiao couldn't help shouting excitedly.

Eighth-level weapons, one of which can seal the territory.

If you get the second one, you will be immortal for thousands of years.

Now they have become witnesses of this miracle.

Fu Long on the side could no longer listen.

‘Eighth level, actually eighth level! ’

His eyes were staring straight at Chu Jingtian, and his heart was filled with turmoil. He wanted to slap himself twice.

It would be fine if it was cast by someone else.

It just happened to be Chu Jingtian!

To know. When he was in Marquis Wu's Mansion, he was worried about offending Marquis Wu, so he directly rejected Chu Jingtian's offer to help them repair the Demon Refining Pot.

At first, he thought that this kid didn't know how high the sky was, and he actually dared to mainly ask for the repair of a sixth-grade high-grade demon refining pot. Now he realized that it was because he was blind and could not recognize the real person.

Not to mention repairing this demon refining pot, it is also very easy for him to just forge another one.

And he actually refused, refused...

"Lingxiao Sword!"

"The Dao Immortal Sect has another eighth-level weapon!"

"Who just said that Hall Master Chu can't forge an eighth-level weapon?"

Looking at the figure on Xiandao Mountain, and then at the Lingxiao Sword suspended in mid-air, the warriors in the field opened their mouths wide, and then all kinds of exclamations, shocks, and praises swept from all directions.

"It was actually cast?"

Xing Dian's eyes narrowed.

He thought about the various possibilities for the forging to fail.

Everyone will ridicule Chu Jingtian for not knowing how high the sky is and how high it is.

Even the Dao Immortal Sect will become the laughing stock of the Immortal Martial World.

But what he didn't expect was that Chu Jingtian actually succeeded in forging it.

"Now that the weapon has been forged and I have used up the immortal fire, I will be in seclusion for a period of time."

Chu Jingtian opened his mouth and took a breath, and the Lingxiao Sword suddenly turned into a silver light and shot into his throat.

Although Ling Xiao Sword was refined, he also spent a lot of blood and essence. Not only did he need to recuperate his body, but he also had to get familiar with Ling Xiao Sword.

In his previous life, he made thousands of weapons.

But what he encountered while forging the Lingxiao Sword was his first time, and even he was puzzled.

…

While Chu Jingtian was recuperating, there was an undercurrent surging outside.

Magic gate.

In the sinister land of bones, black peaks rise and fall, like a fallen black dragon.

Within these black peaks, majestic palaces are built.

If there are any obliterated warriors here, they will definitely recognize that this is the famous Dragon Soul Mountain in the Demon Sect.

"Asshole!"

At this time, a roar came from Dragon Soul Mountain.

A majestic and domineering man wearing a black dragon armor was furious.

Below him, the famous people in the Demon Sect were actually trembling in fear and saying nothing in front of this person.

Ever since the news of Peng Ao's death came, there has never been peace in Dragon Soul Mountain. Especially when they learned that Chu Jingtian actually destroyed the Black Dragon Halberd and forged it into the Lingxiao Sword, they even angered Peng Tianhao, the owner of Dragon Soul Mountain!

"What else is there to talk nonsense about? Master, please summon everyone. Let's join forces. If you still don't believe that we can't kill this Chu Jingtian, we can avenge the young master!" An old man in a python robe shouted loudly.

"Second Elder, that is not an ordinary person, that is Chu Jingtian! Even Mo Ya died in his hands. Now that he has the Lingxiao Sword in his hand, it is useless no matter how many people there are!" Another cold and beautiful woman said.

"Great Elder, don't let others' ambitions destroy your own prestige. Who do we at Dragon Soul Mountain fear?" the old man in python robe said angrily.

"Haha, Chu Jingtian is not a single-handed casual cultivator, he is the master of the Taoist Hall. No matter how powerful our Dragon Soul Mountain is, can we shake the Dao Immortal Sect?" said the cold and beautiful woman.

Hearing this, the old man in python robe felt extremely unwilling, but he could only sit down angrily.

The opponent is the master of the Taoist Hall. Not only is his own strength terrifying, but he is also backed by the Dao Immortal Sect. If there was only Chu Jingtian, Longhunshan could easily kill him, but when they thought of the Dao Immortal Sect behind him, everyone felt deep despair.

"Is that the end of it?"

Everyone raised their eyebrows.

"Hmph, if Chu Jingtian dares to kill my son Peng Ao, I will definitely let him pay with his life." Peng Tianhao said coldly.

Everyone felt a headache when they heard it.

Although Peng Tianhao is the master of Dragon Soul Mountain, it is impossible for everyone to deal with the Dao Immortal Sect just because of his words. Wouldn't that be equivalent to hitting an egg against a stone?

"Mountain Master, although our Dragon Soul Mountain is powerful, it is not on the same level as the Dao Immortal Sect. How can we deal with Chu Jingtian?" the cold and beautiful woman reminded.

There was silence in the main hall, and everyone showed fear on their faces.

Peng Tianhao glanced at everyone and said coldly: "Yes, although our Dragon Soul Mountain is not as good as the Dao Immortal Sect, it is unrealistic to send people on a large scale to deal with Chu Jingtian, especially to kill him within the Dao Immortal Sect. But if he leaves on his own initiative The Dao Immortal Sect’s life and death are not up to him!”

"That's right, it's impossible for him, Chu Jingtian, to hide in the Dao Immortal Sect all his life and not come out. As long as he dares to show up, it will be his death!" Everyone said excitedly.

"But, can our Dragon Soul Mountain deal with him?" someone asked worriedly.

"Hmph, although the foundation of our Dragon Soul Mountain cannot be compared with that of the Great Dao Immortal Sect, it is still more than enough to kill one of his hall masters. What's more, there are as many as stars in the Demon Sect who want to kill Chu Jingtian!" A cold light suddenly appeared in Peng Tianhao's eyes.

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