Wanderer of Myriad Worlds

The material has completely melted into water, and the next step is to re-solidify it into a sword embryo.

What suits you is the best.

Since Fang Qingshan has re-done his sword, he naturally has to practice his sword.

And he mainly focuses on the Five Elements, so naturally he will practice this sharp weapon into a sword with the attributes of the Five Elements.

Fortunately, two pure-yang flying swords can be anodized, instead of water and fire attributes.

According to the Five Elements speech, the Han Dynasty corresponded to Tude, and the nature of the snake-cut sword corresponded to the soil property.

Earthquake is thunder, five lines of wood, and large chaos thunder sword can replace wood attributes.

The Emperor Sword has no obvious attributes, but it is a sword, and it can be used to replace metal.

The essence of the five elements of Taoism was smelted together by Fang Qingshan, and arranged according to the practice of Hesha Qishu and Chunyang.

The method of Fang Qingshan's hand changed, and the formation of the Five Prison King Ding also changed.

First, the calcined flame array gradually disappeared, and replaced with another solidification array.

After all the sharp water has solidified, there is another large array, and a hammer is evolved, and the embryo is beaten.

Sometimes light, like spring wind and rain, sometimes heavy, like thunder and thunder.

Dangdangdang, like a wonderful song.

In this way, after about three days of work, the rough embryo of a sword was finally formed.

"The next step is to break into it and ban it."

Fang Qingshan waved his hand and took the sword embryo out of the Five Prison King Ding.

Shaking his shoulders, casting a gasification of Sanqing, the two avatars appeared at the same time, sitting in three talents, dancing with both hands into a shadow, and simultaneously playing against the sword embryo forbidden matrix.

In Fang Qingshan's idea, since it is an attacker, don't integrate so many other functions.

Therefore, Fang Qingshan's fight into the sword embryo is divided into three types. One is sturdy, and the iron needs to be hard. No matter what, the Feijian must be sturdy. Otherwise, no matter how powerful you are, it will be a magic weapon for others. Isn't it worth the loss when you touch it?

The second nature is speed. The so-called world law is indestructible, but it is not fast. Strength and speed are very important indicators. When the strength reaches a certain limit, it can be dropped for ten sessions. After the speed reaches a certain level, it is also powerful. Great.

The third type is the sharp edge. Since it is a sword and a device for killing, it is naturally necessary to be sharper and better in order to attack the tough battle.

The avatars work together, one responsible for a set of formations.

For a time, however, hundreds of thousands of forbidden formations were hit by Fang Qingshan into the sword embryo and imprinted on the sword body.

Over time, the speed of Feijian is not visible, but the sturdiness and sharpness are beginning to emerge.

The sword is three feet long, colorful, suspended in mid-air, and has an incomparably thick sense of vitality. Fang Qingshan seems to have an illusion, it seems that this is not a sword, but an ancient giant Yue.

The immense amount of sharp air spread out, and the surrounding space faintly made a crunching sound, which seemed a little overwhelmed.

I don't know how long it took. When the 129,000th, sixty-nine formations were combined into one yuan, the flying sword suddenly shuddered.

The flying sword lifted off, and among the colorful magpies, a roulette was slowly twirling slowly, which was the core formation method representing the Five Elements Avenue and the source of strength of the entire flying sword.

A sharp edge that came out invisibly, like chills and colds, shuddered, majestic, trembling, yet not close, just a glance from a distance, makes people palpitated.

"it is good!"

Seeing this, Fang Qingshan was immediately overjoyed.

A forefinger lifted, his fingertips cracked, and a bit of crystal-like blood dripped with sacred light, falling into a sword.

For a time, Fang Qingshan seemed to merge with this Feijian. He himself seemed to become a flying sword, knowing his veins.

During the runes one after another, each one was forbidden, and the arrays of law flickered violently, and a strong killing breath was revealed from above.

A closer look will reveal that these flashing runes, prohibitions, and formations have turned into small swords, showing their sharp edge.

The entire sword is like a sword pond, sword mound.

Countless runes, prohibitions, and formations of small swords revolve around a colorful sword in the center, forming a realm of swords, a realm of killing.

The birth of the sword, a sharp rise, proclaimed his existence.

For a time, on the top of the barren mountain where Fang Qingshan was located, a mouthful of heavenly swords hung in the air, with drums struck and flags swept away, and the white tiger roaring on behalf of the killing, showing his chanting.

"In the future, you will call the swords of heaven, and fight with me!"

The voice fell, but when the sword handle was twisted, the words "Zhu Tian" seemed to be imprinted on it.

Hum!

At the same time, with the formation of the swords of the heavens, all the top swords in Shushan rioted.

Purple Sword in the Mangshan Mountain, Qingsuo Sword, Qi Li Chan in the hands of Qi Jinchan, Invisible Feijian in the hands of Ascetic Tudor, Seven Swords in Ningbi Cliff of Shu Mountain, Nanming Lihuo Sword in the Seal, Goddess Ying The static Ananda sword, the treasured golden bull sword sent by Wudang School, the Diaoyu Island, the golden light fire sword that Sanxian is still refining, and so on.

Almost at the same time, they flew into the sky, and even those that couldn't appear, they all released their momentum, condensed into a heavenly sword, opposed to the swords of the heavens, and unwilling to fall behind.

For a time, the entire Shu Mountain seemed to be a world of swords. There were swords everywhere, and there was a strong spirit everywhere. Evolution Day, Suzaku, Bi Fang, Zhe and so on.

"not good!"

Fang Qingshan, who was also immersed in Zhu Tianjian's success and stepped into the ranks of unparalleled Taoism. Suddenly, there was a wave of whim in his heart, and after he figured it out, he found out that Zhu Tianjian had made such a big movement. Nearby The masters of the wind moved in succession, flying towards the hills, but to seize the sword.

"Damn!"

Fang Qingshan quickly beckoned to pack up the heavenly swords ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Five Prison Wang Ding and other things, but did not go out, and then sacrifice the celestial **** needle, and went away from the ground far away.

Just less than half an hour after Fang Qingshan left, Tiannanhaibei, all kinds of bright lights came before the hill.

Wu Guang condensed, showing one by one, or the immortal wind bones, or the solemn treasures, or the strange strange things of the magic flames, along the channel that Fang Qingshan had laid down to the magma beach of sword practice.

"We are late."

Seeing the ground, nothing left, except the heart-warming edge, and everyone couldn't help but be upset for a while.

Just looking at the birth of the sword, actually caused almost all of the superior flying swords of Shushan to riot, and we can know that these heavenly swords are certainly not weaker than the top flying swords. Nowhere to go, if you get it, you can dominate the world.

For a time, everyone in the Buddhist, Taoist and demon spirits had different thoughts, and they were a little unwilling to calculate, but found that the magic of the heavens was chaotic and nothing was counted.