Big Dream Master

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"What are you still trying to do? Add fire!" Huo Lingzi reminded Shen Luo watching from the side.

After hearing the words, Shen Luo hesitated for a while, took out the imitation five-fire seven-bird fan, and slapped it towards the center of the circle. The burning Nanming Lihuo whizzed out and was caught in the crimson flames.

The temperature in the circle soared instantly, and the spreading scorching breath made Shen Luo couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his face, only feeling extremely hot.

As the flames continued to burn, the Vermilion stone suspended in the center of the magic circle finally began to glow red, becoming transparent little by little, until it looked like a hot red soldering iron.

"Okay, let the flying sword go in." Huo Lingzi felt the temperature and said.

Shen Luo said nothing, all the eleven flying swords flew out and filed into the circle.

At this time, Huo Lingzi waved his palm downwards, and the golden defensive array above it slowly descended, about to envelop the entire flame array and all flying swords.

"Wait." At this moment, Shen Luo suddenly shouted. .

"What are you doing?" Huo Lingzi was taken aback, then turned to ask.

Shen Luo held up the five-fire seven-bird fan in his hand with some embarrassment, and said, "A few of them seem to be attracted by the magic circle and want to enter the magic circle."

"Yes." Huo Lingzi nodded and said.

When Shen Luo heard the words, he no longer hesitated, and immediately took out the five flying swords that were about to be enclosed in the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan.

The five flying swords could not wait for a long time, and rushed into the magic circle in a flash.

Then, the golden defensive array slowly fell, covering all sixteen flying swords in it.

"Next, it's up to you." Huo Lingzi looked at Shen Luo and said with a smile.

"What? Look at me?" Shen Luo asked in surprise.

"Yes, this formation is complete, I only need to control it a little bit, and you need to control the flying sword, and keep rubbing **** that piece of Vermilion Stone." Huo Lingzi said.

"Understood." Shen Luo nodded after hearing this.

After that, his mind moved, and the sixteen pure Yang Feijian also moved with it.

"Go." Shen Luo said in a low voice.

In the great formation, the sound of clamor suddenly rang out, and the sword light burst out, and the sixteen flying swords were actually rushing straight against the red-burning Vermilion stone.

The pure sun flying sword with the Vermillion Bird Sword Spirit took a step forward and reached the meteorite first. The sword's edge swept past the edge of the star stone, making a sound of sword sound, and bursting out a string of golden sparks.

Immediately afterwards, three pure-yang flying swords with three-legged golden crows also approached one after another, rubbing the Vermilion Stones respectively, and also made three "clang" sounds of swords, causing bursts of sparks.

After that, it was the other flying swords that kept passing by, passing by the Vermilion Stone, splashing strings of sparks.

A flying sword was polished on the Vermilion Stone in an orderly manner under his precise control.

After a moment of effort, Shen Luo suddenly discovered that with repeated collisions and frictions, all the blades of the Pure Yang Feijian seemed to have turned red because of the high temperature of the friction.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

Huo Lingzi, who was on the side, showed a complacent expression, and asked, "Shen boy, did you see the way out?"

"This...under the collision and polishing again and again, there seems to be something in the Vermilion Stone that is entering the flying sword blade bit by bit." Shen Luo hesitated.

"The eyesight is good, that's the essence of Vermilion Stone, and the key to the sharp rise of the pure Yang Feijian." Huo Lingzi nodded and laughed.

Shen Luo condensed his eyes, staring carefully at the sharpened blade in the large formation. From the trembling sound of all the flying swords, he could hear the joy of flying swords, and they seemed to enjoy the process very much.

And as the sound of the sword sounded one after another, the translucent halo escaping from the Vermilion Stone became more and more, and gradually all were absorbed by the flying sword.

The sword light that bloomed from all flying swords also became more and more fierce.

"Friend Huo Dao, I don't know if there is an illusion, why do I feel that the speed of all flying swords is also getting faster, and my control of them seems to be lighter?" Shen Luo felt a little surprised.

"What's so strange about this? Your flying sword becomes sharper, and the void will block it less, the speed when breaking through the air will naturally be faster, and your control will naturally become lighter. You know, the flying sword that you own is not the same as the foreign objects you grab. The flying sword will also feed back to you during the ascension process, which is a common improvement." Huo Lingzi said.

At this moment, the main work was in Shen Luo's hands, so he took a leisurely time to watch.

When Shen Luo heard this, he even more carefully controlled the flying sword.

Suddenly, there were bursts of whistling flying swords in the circle, and the sound of "Qiangqiang" collision was endless, and countless sparks flying swords were extremely beautiful.

With the passage of time, the volume of the Vermilion Stone gradually became smaller and smaller. com and the flying sword speed in the magic circle is too fast for people to see clearly. There are only layers of fuzzy sword shadows intertwined with each other, and pieces of sparks colliding with each other.

At this time, a "bang" sound suddenly came, shocking Huo Lingzi, who had closed his eyes and calmed down.

As soon as he opened his eyes to see, there were two more collisions.

"Bang, bang"

The two flying swords hit the golden defensive array uncontrollably, causing the entire array to tremble, almost unable to sustain it.

Huo Lingzi hurriedly pinched Fajue with his hands, and began to control the Gu Xuan star disk with his heart, strengthening the golden defense formation.

"Shen boy, what are you doing?" He was angry and couldn't help asking.

But when he turned his eyes to look at Shen Luo, he was surprised to find that at this moment Shen Luo was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, all his clothes were soaked in sweat, and the skin on his face and body became red. It looked like a crab being steamed.

His brows have been twisted into lumps, and his face is completely painful, but he still pinches the sword art in his hand, apparently still trying his best to maintain control of Feijian.

"Hey, I said Kid Shen, are you okay?" Huo Lingzi shouted anxiously when he saw this.

At this moment, Shen Luo slowly opened his eyes, and the eyeballs were also covered with bloodshot eyes, and the periphery of his pupils was surrounded by a circle of golden light patterns, which looked very strange.

He didn't answer, just glanced at the flying sword in the magic circle, and shook his head silently.

Huo Lingzi understood his thoughts, insisting on practicing Feijian well before talking about other things.

"Hey, your appearance is clearly the poisonous backlash. Why are you still thinking about refining swords? Isn't this even more idiotic than me?" Huo Lingzi sighed.

"It's almost done, help me..." Shen Luo gritted his teeth with his eyes full of determination.