swordsman in the heavens

In the small world, Yi Tianheng appeared directly, seeming to move through the void.

What appeared at the same time as him were piles of metal raw materials as big as a house.

But even if it is the size of two houses, in this small world, it is no different from the stars and the universe.

Yi Tianheng looked up and saw a towering giant tree rising from the ground. Only the trunk of the tree had covered half of the sky. From the trunk, one could not see the end at a glance. The layers of leaves spread out like dense clouds.

Every leaf is the size of a house, and light golden runes flow from every leaf.

"What a small world tree, so vast and majestic, what else in the world can compare with it!"

Even though Yi Tianheng watched it countless times, he still couldn't help but admire it.

He looked back at the raw metal materials on the ground, including copper, iron, manganese, tin, gold, silver, etc., after looking at them for a while, he murmured.

"These materials are still too common. According to the Sun Refining and Moon Refining Ape Strike Technique, in order to refine the flying sword, you must use hardware to assist with rare and rare treasures. For these rare and rare treasures, it is best to use the divine gold of heaven and earth."

But he also thought that he did not have the divine gold of heaven and earth, and even if he did, he would not use it on Xu San, Xu Si and Feng Baobao.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through him, and he looked over two hundred to three hundred meters away, and then laughed.

"I don't have the divine gold of heaven and earth, but I have more than eighty kilograms of black iron from heaven and earth, which is enough."

The inner energy surged out of Yi Tianheng's body and turned into a transparent inner energy rope. Whoosh, it flew away for nearly two hundred or three hundred meters through the air, rolled up a sword, and flew back quickly.

The sword struck hard, and with a roar of wind, the power seemed to be able to smash a house.

But Yi Tianheng stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword firmly, his hand not even shaking.

With a movement of his wrist, he held a sword flower in the air. There was no dazzling cold sword light, but a hurricane rolled up.

After dancing the sword flower, Yi Tian stood in front of the sword and stretched out his left hand to gently touch the sword body.

There was a faint nostalgia in his eyes.

"Xuantian heavy sword, divine eagle plane, alas, Long'er!"

He suddenly realized that after all these years, his longing for Long Er had become very weak. If this black iron heavy sword that had been sitting in a corner for a long time and no one cared about it stirred up his memories, he seemed not to have remembered it.

Longer.

The most ruthless thing is time. The water flow can slowly, silently and painlessly smooth out a cliff, but what it smoothes out is human feelings.

Suppressing his melancholy for the time being, Yi Tianheng made a thought and penetrated directly into the towering Little World Tree around him.

Since the space-time ring incorporated the Small World Tree into the ring and used the Small World Tree to open up this small world, the consciousness within the tree has been wiped out, leaving only instincts, such as evolution.

He also became the master of the Small World Tree and even the master of this world.

When the mind enters the trunk of the Little World Tree, it wants to take over the dominance of the Little World Tree and use it to achieve the purpose of refining the flying sword.

With a thought, a branch hung down from the sky and came in front of Yi Tianheng. It was about the size of a house. Leaves emitting golden light gradually covered the piles of metal raw materials.

Silently, piles of metal raw materials turned into extremely fine powder, and the light flickered.

Then, a single leaf stretched out, and with a bang, a ball of flame was born out of thin air. Although there was no blazing wave of air coming out, Yi Tianheng did not doubt the power of this fire.

The power of fire comes from the golden lines on the leaves, but it has the power of the world!

"It's time to start refining the flying sword, the magic will come out!"

Yi Tianheng made a hand seal, and a light golden aura began to emit from his body. The black iron epee on the ground flew up first and fell into the flames, followed by the metal powder on the ground.

Every hour, Yi Tianheng changed a handprint, and a large amount of mana poured into the flames to forge, temper, create the sword embryo, and imprint the formation.

…

One day later, the sword embryo was completed, seven days later, the formation and seal carving was completed, and ten days later, the work was completed.

Yi Tianheng's face was pale, his body swayed, his hair became a little messy, and his clothes were in tatters.

He sat down all of a sudden. At this time, endless energy was captured from the outside world by the space-time ring, and then transmitted to Yi Tianheng's body, and he began to breathe in and recover.

Two days later, when he opened his eyes, his eyes were shining brightly, and he had returned to his full strength.

In front of him, four swords the size of rice grains were suspended in mid-air.

Red, white, yellow and blue colors!

Yi Tianheng stretched out his hand and made a move, and four swords the size of rice grains fell into his palms and rested on them safely.

Seeing the four completed flying swords, he felt very comfortable.

"I originally thought that a lot of raw materials would be wasted, but I didn't expect that with the help of the Little World Tree, I could actually make it foolproof. And because of the Little World Tree, the quality of the flying sword has reached a very ideal level. It should be the pinnacle of the third-level flying sword.

The sword is only inferior to Zidian."

Each of these four flying swords weighs several thousand kilograms. However, due to the influence of the talisman formation, each sword now only weighs as much as a grain of rice. After dripping blood and recognizing its owner, it can change its size and weight according to its will.

He smiled, and as his mind changed, his whole person disappeared. Inside the warehouse, he appeared out of thin air. After standing still, he looked around.

The clear moonlight slanted in through the transparent glass of the window frame.

He walked to the door and pushed it open.

Feng Baobao, who was in the room, suddenly opened his eyes, his two big eyes blinking.

"Yi Tianheng came out. I haven't sensed his aura for more than ten days, not even a trace. If he hadn't strictly ordered not to take a peek, I really doubt that he has left this area!"

She got up from the bed, put on her clothes rustlingly, and left the room. She was wearing a pair of slippers, revealing her white and delicate feet.

It was already midnight at this time, and everyone was asleep. That is to say, Feng Baobao was extremely sensitive to breath, so he woke up from his sleep.

Yi Tianheng, who walked to the hall, turned on the hot water bottle and poured himself a glass of water.

During the past twelve days, he had not slept or eaten, and his body could no longer bear it.

The need for food is not that strong, but the feeling of hunger and thirst is there after all. Since it is there, it is inevitable to feel uncomfortable.

He sat down and took out a roasted suckling pig from the ring space. The aroma spread immediately, and it was steaming and still steaming.

Everything in the space-time ring can last for thousands of years without deteriorating. He bought this roasted suckling pig in the zombie universe and brought it to the ring space.

Every time he encounters delicious food, he will collect it in large quantities. There are already mountains of finished food in the current space-time ring.

"Hey, Yi Tianheng, this, roast suckling pig?"

Feng Baobao's voice reached his ears.

Yi Tianheng looked up and saw Feng Baobao walking over in his pajamas. He was very fast, taking three or four meters at a time, and he was in front of him in an instant.

He was slightly surprised.

He didn't notice Feng Baobao just now, so he thought for a moment.

"Baobao Feng is very special. The aura on her body can be seamlessly integrated with the surrounding environment. She is a part of her wherever she stands. Even I cannot sense it at all."

Feng Baobao didn't know how to write the word "please", so as soon as he stepped forward, he stretched out his hand and picked up a piece.

Yi Tianheng shook his head helplessly and smiled.

Release the internal air and cut the whole roasted suckling pig into pieces the size of a baby's fist. Then take out two pairs of chopsticks and give one pair to Baby Feng.

Then he took out the sword-raising gourd. Yesterday, he packed eight bottles of Xu Xiang's collection of Maotai Maotai, which made Xu Xiang angry but couldn't vent it.

As soon as the sword-raising gourd was taken out, Feng Baobao's eyes were fixed on it, so he had no choice but to pour it into Feng Baobao's tea cup.

The two of them feasted until they finished a whole roasted suckling pig.

Yi Tianheng took out four flying swords the size of rice grains and spread them out in the palm of his hand, in four colors: red, white, yellow and blue.

"This is the flying sword I have refined. Choose whichever one you like. You already know the method of identifying the owner by dripping blood. Try it now."

Yi Tianheng looked at Feng Baobao.

"oh!"

Feng Baobao nodded.

She didn't have much interest in Feijian, but she would accept it if Yi Tianheng gave it to her.

"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon are united, and the blood and heart are refined together and transformed into my body."

Feng Baobao stared at the small red sword among the four swords, murmured a few spells, stretched out the tip of his right index finger, and drew a talisman in the air.

A streak of blood appeared, gradually forming a special talisman.

This talisman is called the "incarnation talisman". It is the talisman in the Sun Refining and Moon Refining Ape Strike technique, the last step of the flying sword to recognize the owner. The talisman is drawn with human blood and imprinted on the flying sword. From then on, the flying sword becomes this person's

The natal flying sword is equivalent to an incarnation.

"go!"

The talisman immediately entangled the red sword and gradually penetrated!

boom!

A large ball of red light suddenly erupted from the red flying sword.

Yi Tianheng was startled, and his inner energy was released outward to block the burst of energy. He quickly retreated and rushed out of the hall.

"How could this happen? This didn't happen when I accepted Zidian as my master!"

He shook his numb arm, still holding the three small swords in his palm, but staring at the hall and room.

The house had collapsed, with the masonry, tiles, and wooden pillars all blown apart.

Feng Baobao was trapped inside!