Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 668
As soon as the words fell, the entire Fire God Temple was filled with a blood mist.

The sound of ghosts crying and howling, accompanied by the whimpering wind, filled the entire empty hall. Hundreds of thousands of evil spirits appeared in the hall. One can imagine how bloody the hall was in ancient times.

However, even though they were evil spirits, their instincts in life made them still very cautious. Although they were entrenched around the hall, they were still reluctant to approach the formation.

Under normal circumstances, at this time, the swordsmiths of Ou Ye's family would use the method of exorcism to drive these wandering spirits into the sword furnace.

But in the current situation, Ou Yetan has no way to do this.

But he has his way.

I saw that he began to cut his body one by one regardless of the severe pain on his body, and a strong smell of blood began to permeate the hall.

"Come on, come on, here is the blood you want, and the meat you want!"

This is why Ou Yetan told Qingluo so decisively earlier.

At this moment, the only way to lure these wandering souls is to use his blood as bait.

And this smell of blood is undoubtedly the deadliest temptation for those evil spirits who have been hungry for thousands of years. array.

Watching this scene, Qingluo was so anxious that tears kept rolling in her eyes.

But when these ghosts were about to engulf Ouyetan, a piercing chill suddenly enveloped the entire hall, and the screaming wandering souls instantly became dead silent.

Then Qingluo and Beidou saw through the dim light in the hall, a huge phantom of a headless dragon shrouded the sky above the hall.

Even if you look at the evil spirit from afar, you will feel chills in your heart and gallbladder. It seems that even if you just look at it, you will be infected by this evil spirit.

However, after seeing this phantom, Ou Yetan felt ecstatic in his heart, and secretly said:
"I only thought it was a legend. It turns out that my ancestor Zhu Rong really killed Gun, one of the four evil spirits in the wilderness! With this soul sacrificial sword, why worry about the herring coming out!"

"Come on, the majestic leader of the four great evil spirits, is it possible that he is still afraid of a dying old man?"

Ou Yetan tore off his clothes, exposing his scarred and bony chest, then sneered loudly at the phantom of the headless dragon.

When he spoke, the madness and excitement on his face were intertwined, and there was no trace of fear.

I don't know if the phantom was really enraged by Ouyetan. The huge phantom first devoured all the evil things in the hall, then roared and rushed towards Ouyetan, and finally turned into streaks of black air, piercing through Ouyetan's mouth and nose. in its body.

After a while, the blood mist dissipated, and the black air disappeared, leaving only Ou Yetan with gray and disheveled hair standing on the spot with his head down.

He just stood motionless for about half a cup of tea, then suddenly raised his head, revealing a pale and distorted face, from a distance, there was something squirming crazily under the skin on his face, Corpse spots that only appear on dead people appeared on his face.

"Help me take care of Qing'er!"

That distorted face yelled hoarsely at Tang Beidou, and then his uncoordinated body turned around and ran towards Tiangongfang. Every time he took a step, there would be blood marks on his feet, and when he rushed to Tiangongfang had already become a blood man.

And as soon as he entered Tiangongfang, the evil spirit in his body detected something strange, and began to rush out of Ouyetan's body.

It's a pity that Ou Yetan wanted to die, he almost ran and climbed to the top of the sword stove, and jumped down without any hesitation.

"My Tao is complete, and I will die without regret!"

Ou Yetan laughed loudly, and his body was instantly reduced to ashes in the furnace.

The evil spirit in his body is desperately trying to get out of the sword furnace, but unfortunately the fire in the sword furnace of Tiangong Workshop seems to have a suction force, no matter how hard the black smoke struggles to crawl out, it will be pulled back again in the end go down.

Not only that, after sensing this spirit, the herring sword embryo in the sword furnace, which had been like a dead thing, suddenly flew straight to cut off the black air with a sword, and then the furnace in the sword furnace was full of flames, and there were many tongues of flames Wrap the herring and the black air in it.

Just as Qing Luo, who had unlocked her acupoints, rushed into the Tiangong Workshop crazily, wanting to see how Ouyetan was doing, a blue light burst out from the sword furnace, and a pressure unique to spiritual beings poured down , Qingluo and Beidou Station couldn't stand stably under the pressure, and along with this domineering coercion, there was also that terrifying and fierce spirit rushing out of the sword furnace.

"The herring...is coming out of the oven?"

Tang Beidou was stunned.

Feeling the fierce sword energy overflowing from the sword furnace, Qingluo was numb for a while, and then wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes vigorously, her eyes became firm and she shouted to Beidou beside her:

"Come with me to open the sink on the top of the furnace, and it's the last step to quench."

As he spoke, he and Tang Beidou rushed straight to the side of the sword stove, and together they pressed down the handle controlling the sink on top of the stove.

The quenching cold spring poured down from the water tank to the sword furnace, and poured it on the herring in the furnace over and over again, until the red sword body of the herring turned into a pool of autumn water, and the coercion and fierceness released by it also subsided. Among them, this herring that Ouyetan has devoted his whole life to has finally been forged.

"Are you really worth my grandfather risking his life to finish you?"

Qingluo stared at the herring that had just been taken out of the sword furnace with red eyes, and complained slightly.

She stabbed the herring towards the sky.

And as if responding to what she said just now, following him this time, the herring uttered a sword cry like a dragon chant, and a sword light shot straight at Yunxiaohan.

"Herring turns into a dragon... I should call you Qinglongjian from now on."

Feeling the sound of the sword sound like a dragon chant, and the black dragon scales looming on the body of the sword that was as clear as autumn water, Qingluo burst into tears instantly, then squatted on the ground and buried her head in sobs:
"Grandpa, did you hear that? You have forged a good sword, a good sword that is as old as the past."

But just when she was crying so hard that she couldn't help herself, a black shadow suddenly appeared in Tiangongfang out of thin air, that tall figure stood straight in front of Qingluo, as if looking down at Qingluo.

Qing Luo, who was still sobbing, stopped sobbing in an instant, and Tang Beidou, who was beside her, stepped forward to stop the black figure after a brief loss of consciousness.

"I am the guardian spirit of the Fire God Temple of the Zhurong Clan, and I have no malicious intentions."

A line of handwriting composed of black air appeared in front of the two of them.

"One day, I will disappear both body and spirit, and the Fire God Temple will return to the long river of chaos. Nian Ouyetan will uphold the Taoist heart until death, and will not waver at all. Today, I hereby open the Good Fortune Gate of the Fire God Temple for the two of you. Go in and practice for a day , can be worth ten years of work.”

Before the two could react, another line of words appeared in front of them.

After the two had finished watching, the black figure raised his hand and patted each of their shoulders.

The figures of Qingluo and Tang Beidou then disappeared in place.

Just after the two disappeared, the black shadow silently picked up the herring on the ground, and said in a weak and hoarse tone:
"Let me cut the knife for you."

As he said that, he sat beside the sword sharpening stone in Tiangong Workshop, and began to polish the herring in his hand like an old man in his twilight years.

And just when Herring's sword edge was sharpened bit by bit, evil clouds began to roll over Hongli City, the wind howled, and thunder burst.

When the wind and rain stopped, in the dark night, a rainbow light pierced through the sky, splitting the night.

Soon not only Hongli City, but the night of the entire Shizhou was pierced by this long rainbow that traversed the sky and the earth.

Then the magic weapons in the hands of countless cultivators screamed at this moment, as if they were out of control, they either hid in their sheaths and couldn't pull them out, or lost their spiritual power directly and turned into ordinary weapons.

And Zhao Xuanjun, who was looking for swords in Xuanzhou, was marking the places he and his subordinates had visited on the map, but suddenly he saw an ancient Qiushui sword coming out of the sword box automatically, as if facing a formidable enemy. It flew out, broke out of the window, and hovered over the roof.

"This, could it be that a famous sword was born?"

Zhao Xuanjun walked out of the house, looked at the Changhong above his head across the sky and muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)