The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

Ten seconds later, the two came to an end.

"That's a sword?" Tang Shayu opened his eyes wide.

At the bottom, there is a sharp sword, standing between them, emitting a cold white light.

"Sure enough." Zifeng looked blank and walked towards the sword slowly.

Before that, he always felt relieved.

He thought it was the horror of the fire.

However, when the demon's spirit dissipated, he felt this breathing again, but found that this breathing had a sharp sword.

It was also because of this sharp breathing that he dared to make sure that this kind of breathing had nothing to do with fire.

He also dared to come and see the volcano.

"Okay?" Zifeng looked at Jian closely, frowning.

He found these white, cold and radiant lights like a cluster of flames.

"A very strange sword." Zifeng revealed the color of suspicion.

The blade was obviously cold, but it felt as hot as a flame before, and he even felt guilty.

In the sword, there seems to be an inexplicable flame.

"This sword." At this moment, Tang Sha also walked over, staring at the sword, looking very strange.

"How about it, do you know this sword?" Zifeng asked.

"Not sure." Tang Sha shook his head. "But look at the shape and breath of this sword. This shouldn't be wrong."

"Look at Brother Xiao Xiao." Tang Sha pointed at the sword. "The blade is cold and white, with a faint light and a cold breath."

"The blade is sharp and sharp, and the sharp breath makes people look good."

"This faint light is like an inexplicable flame."

"If there is no guess, this is the legendary cold sword."

"Leng Jian?" Zifeng frowned.

"Not bad." Tang Sha nodded and said, "It is said that it was lost by the power in the sword field."

"This sword is in the middle of the saint."

"Sword Field?" Zifeng frowned.

"Yes." Tang Sha nodded and said, "The sword field is somewhere in the middle of the field; in the legend, the warriors have martial arts power, all kinds of power."

"Everyone is good at refining weapons, everyone is using swords."

"There are rumors that when the cold sword was refining, all the flames disappeared from the entire sword field, and all the swords and weapons buzzed in an instant."

"The sword was surrendered and the fire disappeared."

"Later, somehow, it was said that the sword was stolen, so it was lost."

"This sword has been lost for at least a thousand years."

"It won't be long, but of course, I can only see its records and rumors from some files."

"Thousands of years?" Zifeng nodded.

Compared with the history of the entire Yanlong Continent, which has gone through thousands of years, it has a history of thousands of years.

Even the life of a warrior as a high-level warrior will not be long.

Polar warriors have lived for hundreds of years or more.

Not to mention celestial bodies, even infinite.

"The only thing among the saints." Zifeng looked at Leng Jian, frowned, and then shook his head.

"Just?" Tang Sha narrowed her eyes and looked at Zi Feng.

"Brother Zifeng, do you know how precious the holy artifacts are?"

"Even the greatest promise promised may not necessarily be possessed. This is the most powerful."

"You are from the Wind Shelter, you should have heard of the Wind Holy Pot, it is just the next product."

"Since its failure, the Plenty Empire has been exhausted by the country and has been looking for it for many years."

Zifeng nodded. He heard that the sacred pot of Feng was in his hand.

Tang Sha continued, "The Holy Pot of Wind is the best saint, but it is the most powerful saint in the Sanctuary of Wind."

"You can imagine the preciousness of the sacristy."

"If you are a pilgrim, if you really want to talk about value, then the empire can buy it."

"Too exaggerated?" Zifeng was shocked.

Tang Sha smiled and said, "Brother Zifeng, if I remember correctly, you are a powerful martial art."

"With this cold sword, it is like a tiger, and its power will increase."

Zifeng smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand and held a cold sword.

When he was really in his hands, he felt the power of this sword.

The blade is as cold as white, and the handle is cold, which makes people feel refreshed.

The blade is sharp and unparalleled.

A slight perception, it seems that there is an inexplicable flame in the sword, but in fact, it is extremely cold heat.

"Good sword." Xiaoyi's eyes lit up.

At this time, Tang Sha continued, "I don't know who stole this cold sword from the sword field." "But there is no doubt that the man who stole the sword encountered a fire demon here and came here desperately. "

"This cold sword is also cheaper than fire."

Zifeng nodded.

He can understand the "refining" in the fire.

The blood that swallows the army is not fire magic, but the blood of the army is used to sacrifice and lift the sword.

At the same time, the fire demon placed the sword on the bottom of the melt, burned the molten mud, and continued to refine the sword.

For thousands of years, the terrible high temperature of melting, while refining the sword, also compressed the extreme cold of the sword.

Coupled with these thousands of years, I don't know how many warriors died in the fire.

The blood of countless warriors was also used to sacrifice this sword.

Thousands of years later, this sword is still a good product of a sacred instrument, but it should be infinitely close to the top saints.

"Let's go." Zifeng said, and put away Leng Jian.

Tang Sha nodded.

The two flew up and went back to melt for a while.

Just outside the crater, a white figure flew quickly.

It is a disciple of Hua Haizong on a giant white ship.

"Why did the girl come?" Tang Sha asked with a smile when she saw the woman in white rushing over.

The white-clothed woman stretched out her hand and said, "Young Master Tangsha hasn't come back for a long time. I'm afraid of any accidents, so I will come soon."

"The result proves this." Tang Sha smiled. "The fire scorpion and the scorpion have been killed by the Xiaoyi brothers, and there is no problem with the Xiaoyi brothers."

"Oh, yes." Tang Sha looked at Zifeng and said, "Brother Zifeng, I will introduce you."

"This is Hua Haizong, the main disciple of the Bingning girl."

"The disciple on the giant white ship we rescued from the mud is a disciple of the Hua Haizong."

Zifeng nodded.

He knew the Huasheng area, right next to the Fengsheng area.

There is only one right side and one right side in the flower reserve and quicksand area in Fenghuang area.

Therefore, the fighters going to the central region of these two regions are similar to the route from the Fengsheng region to the central region.

As for the Huahaizong, it is the largest in the Huasheng area.