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Time passed by every minute and every second, but the devil crying never stopped.This made Feng Yun feel very irritable. He really didn't want to listen anymore, so he turned off his hearing.Because he is afraid of being distracted and having serious consequences, and he doesn't want to fail.

At this moment, Ling Zhan's heart hurts, because these people are his subordinates, and they are his brothers who share life and death.Now that they were suffering in pain, how could he feel at ease.

Ling Zhan still encouraged all the soldiers to hold on with all their strength and never give up.If you make it through, you will be able to see the sun again, and the brothers will be together forever.

Outside!The news that Feng Yun was captured by the mysterious man in black has spread throughout the cultivation world.

Now everyone is speculating about Feng Yun's life and death, most of them want Feng Yun to die.It seemed that most people had no hatred for Feng Yun. The only reason they wanted Feng Yun to die was that Feng Yun's halo was too dazzling, which made them lose their chance, so they wanted Feng Yun to die.

Some people don't want Feng Yun to die, and these people naturally have some relationship with Feng Yun, and they are of a good kind, such as people from the Demon Palace, his brothers and friends, etc.

There are also some people who are more conflicted. They hope that Feng Yun will die, but also hope that he will survive the serious injury.This group of people were Taoists, Yuanmen and others who had enemies with Feng Yun, but wanted to get the skills Feng Yun practiced and everything he owned.

The aristocratic families of the five other courtyards have searched everywhere they can, but there is no trace of them.This made them very angry, so they set out to deal with the sky and hate the sky.

Because they can be sure that the sky hates the sky, and they have obtained the inheritance of the second floor of Jiange.Since they couldn't find Cun Tu, the person who got the three-level transmission of the Jiange at the same time, they could only use the sky to hate the sky.

Someone asked, isn't there still Aofan?

Can the background of the sky hate the sky be compared with Ao Fan?The world of the five other courtyards is not the same as the world, it is soft and afraid of hard.If they move Aofan, they will definitely attract the masters in his sect.Ao Fan is a member of the Hidden World Sect, that is, the Guardian Sect of the Everlasting Forest.

Under Xueyan's vigorous maintenance, Changkong Heantian is safe for the time being.But he can only stay in the blood hall, if he goes out, life and death will be unpredictable.

Another piece of news made the people of the Seven Great Sects a little excited.It is Yuanmen's Guiyuan Divine Sword and Shuramen's Shura Demon Sword, which have opened [-] to [-]% of the seals, and the energy released is ashamed and yearning for them.

Zhang Song, in particular, is very caring.Although Zhang Tian was still trapped, he still went to tell Zhang Tian about the disappearance.Let him activate the energy of Daoyi Divine Sword, break through the formation and come out.

Xuanmen!They are also more concerned about this matter, because the purple light sword in their hands is the most powerful among the seven great magic weapons. Once opened, it will overwhelm the seven major factions, and even compete with the five major families. Will wait for the top again.

The current Xiuyuan Realm is really turbulent and gloomy.

After another period of time, the head elders of various sects began to die one after another, all of them were drained of energy and soul, and the previous incident was exactly the same.

This aroused everyone's suspicion again. Some people wondered if Feng Yun escaped from the mysterious man in black, but was seriously injured, and he came to absorb other people's energy to heal his injuries.

Some people think that this matter may not be done by Feng Yun, but someone else.Because when Feng Yun beheaded thousands of people, he had told them that he did not do this.

But no matter what, everyone is in danger now, because Xiuyuan Realm is really too unsettled, people are often killed and sects are destroyed.

Feng Yun is very peaceful now, quietly refining the silkworm's golden silk and the myriad ghosts.

It has been a month since Feng Yun started smelting and refining.The crying and screaming of the soldiers had stopped.

"Boy! It's done! The first stage is completed. Next, you have to refine the Ten Thousand Years of Dark Wood." War Soul said suddenly.

Feng Yun was already very tired at the moment, because for the past month, he had been working non-stop to control the yin fire, fearing that something might go wrong and ruin them.

"You let me rest for two days, and I will start again after two days." Feng Yun said.

"Okay! Then you can rest for two days!" War Soul said.

Ling Zhan said: "Soldiers, how are you doing?"

"General! We are alright, but some brothers, unable to resist the attack of the fire of the sun, have already been wiped out."

"Yes! Many of our brothers were wiped out."

"There will always be sacrifices. We should remember the dead brothers, and the living brothers must work harder, because the real test is yet to come. I believe in you, you will be able to do it." Ling Zhan said.

"Yes! General, we can definitely do it." All the soldiers shouted.

In fact, not many were wiped out, only about one-tenth.Because this is still the first stage, and the third stage is the most difficult and dangerous time.

Two days later, Feng Yun bled again, allowing it to penetrate the entire ten thousand year gloomy tree.This ten-thousand-year-old gloomy wood requires much more blood than the silkworm's golden thread.

After soaking the Wannian gloomy wood with blood, Feng Yun was about to collapse, because it consumed too much blood.

Feng Yun quickly meditated and practiced. After a few days of hard work, he finally recovered and began to refine the Ten Thousand Years of Darkness Wood.

The dark purple ten thousand-year-old wood made a 'chichi' sound under the silvery-white lunar fire.

Feng Yun suddenly said: "Brother Zhanhun, it shouldn't be burning!"

"Your brain is alright, right! How could you, the fire of the lunar yin, be ignited when it is extremely cold." War Soul said.

Feng Yun said awkwardly: "Will that be melted away?"

"Don't worry! Melt yourself, and it won't cause any problems. Step up the refining!" War Soul said.

"How long do you think it will take this time? Will it be much shorter?" Feng Yun said.

The soul of war said: "Come on slowly! Your Taiyin fire is not too hot, but if it is a big success, it should be much faster."

"Understood!" Feng Yun said.

After spending a month, Feng Yun finally finished refining this arm-sized piece of ten thousand-year-old gloomy wood.

"Boy, it won't take so many ten-thousand-year-old gloomy wood, you cut off a small half." War Soul said.

"What?" Feng Yun asked in surprise, "Why didn't you say it earlier? Otherwise, I wouldn't have to suffer so much."

"The small half cut off is also useful, it won't be wasted." War Soul said.

"What's the use?" Feng Yun asked.

War Soul smiled and said, "Use it to make a small gloomy wooden sword, or gloomy wooden knife."