The Demon Spirit Mountains, the Holy City of Elves!
In Jia'er's forging fortress, a red-purple sword lay quietly in the air on the table, exuding faint ripples of the air of death.
The edge of this sword, which was fused with blood magic stone, was a bright purple color exuding the aura of death.
But the inner core of the sword blade was burning red like red flames.
The two seem to be incompatible with each other, but they complement each other. There is no rejection at all, but the integration is quite perfect.
Jia'er stood in front of the table with a forging hammer in hand, looking at the final stage that had finally been completed. Looking at the purple-red sword in front of her that had completely surpassed the heaven-level mysterious soul weapon, she smiled knowingly.
"This sword is probably comparable to the weapons of gods. I wonder how Brother Long Chen is doing now?"
Jia'er wiped the sweat off her forehead and looked out the window at the blue sky and the east.
This weapon is in an extremely perfect state. The perfect combination of Blood Demon Stone and Flowing Flame has created this peerless weapon that cannot be touched by ordinary people.
Moreover, this sword can only be recognized by Long Chen.
Because within this demonic sword, there is a drop of blood essence left in Long Chen’s body!
It seems to be a magic sword that can swallow up the sun in the sky!
Extremely violent!
A super weapon with both fire and natural disaster attributes!
"Oh... the weapons are already made, do I have to summon Brother Long Chen back directly?" Jia'er looked out the window a little bored.
She looked at the reverse scale that Long Chen gave her before leaving.
Caught in a tangle...
"Maybe... Brother Long Chen still has something to do now, maybe it's better not to disturb him."
"Anyway, the worst case scenario is that we can mail it to the address of the Six Paths Academy in the Northern Continent. That's not right... The Six Paths Academy in the Northern Continent is just the Beicang Branch. The core academy is in Zhongzhou Continent..."
"Should I mail to the Beicang branch... or to the core hospital?"
Buzz...buzz!
Just when Jia'er was in trouble, for some reason, the magic sword that was lying quietly above the table seemed to have received some kind of summons and flew directly across the sky.
Go straight to the distant sky!
"Huh?" Jia'er was dumbfounded for a moment. She never expected that this magic sword would fly out directly?
"Huh?! Where are you going?!" Jia'er suddenly panicked and turned into a stream of light and followed him out.
She wanted to catch the magic sword that was flying into the sky desperately, and wanted to catch it again.
If the "duck" that reaches her mouth flies away, all her efforts will be wasted!
Just as he was about to catch the magic sword that was flying rapidly into the air, Jia'er suddenly froze in mid-air.
For some reason, she seemed to see some scenes that were difficult to touch.
In the picture, Long Chen's back appeared in Jia'er's hallucinatory mind.
"Brother Long Chen..." Jia'er couldn't help but murmured when she saw the familiar figure who was thinking about him day and night. The figure stopped in mid-air.
The figure of Long Chen, who had his back to her, did not speak or answer, but turned his head and looked at the elf girl from the corner of his eye.
Immediately afterwards, the will revealed by the magic sword rushed towards the direction of Long Chen's will.
The magic sword hummed softly, telling Jia'er not to stop him from pursuing Long Chen!
At this moment, Jia'er understood that the body of this magic sword was fused with Long Chen's blood and essence. It belonged to Long Chen's master the moment it was created.
Now he suddenly flew away to find Long Chen. It must be that the other party needed it and summoned his own super weapon!
call out!
The red-purple magic sword cut through the sky, creating a space shuttle passage in the inner world of the Elf Holy City, rushed in, and disappeared.
"Brother Long Chen, you must be safe!" Jia'er clasped her hands in front of her chest and murmured softly, no longer pursuing the departure of the magic sword.
Zhongzhou Continent, inside the core courtyard of Six Paths Academy
In front of the wooden house, the young man in purple clothes was fishing. After listening to the report from Tian Zun, his fishing stopped slightly.
"The natural disaster clan? Are they revived?" The natural enemy frowned slightly and said, "Which direction?"
"Go back to the Young Clan Leader, the Eastern Continent, the central capital of the Tianyang Dynasty!" Tianzun Tianzun replied respectfully.
In response to this, Yu Tiandi stood up, took back the fishing rod, and said: "Let's go! The Natural Disaster clan has sacrificed more than the other clans. Go and help out."
"Young Patriarch, we... don't need to wade into the muddy water at all." Tian Zun said respectfully.
"You think I do?" Yu Tian En Enemy shook his head and said: "The Nether Clan was the main force against the natural disaster clan back then. How can the Nether Clan stand idly by when natural disasters occur."
"Notify other royal palaces, tell the location of the Natural Disaster clan, bring your own people with you, and wipe out the Natural Disaster."
"Yes, young patriarch!"
...
"Haha? The natural disaster clan is back?" Long Xiaorou looked at the old man in gray robe beside him with a surprised expression.
Especially after hearing that Long Chen was currently experiencing natural disasters in the Eastern Continent, he immediately stood up and left.
"Tell my brother that the natural disaster has returned and ask him to immediately take his people to support the Eastern Continent. The more people the natural disaster kills, the harder it will be for all races!"
"Yes, miss!"
...
Tang Shenwu was meditating on the roof of the wooden house. At this moment, the space around him became extremely distorted, and his exquisite and beautiful face that was unparalleled in the world was still extremely cold.
The space around the girl began to show extreme distortion, and outsiders could not help but be shocked.
There is only one level of power that can distort the space of heaven and earth.
Heavenly Realm!
In just over a year, Tang Shenwu used some method to rise to the level of Tianzun Realm!
On the back of the girl's fair hand, there is an inscription similar to the clan crest, which is faintly visible and inconspicuous.
"oh...!"
Suddenly, Tang Shenwu suddenly opened his eyes, covered his mouth with his small hands, and felt a retching feeling with a hint of nausea, which came from his heart.
"This is the second time..." Tang Shenwu slightly stared at his bright eyes with a hint of worry.
She couldn't help but cover her belly with her little hands, having a sudden thought, and she was quietly surprised in her heart.
No way...? !
impossible!
