Broken Night

Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-Five ─ What is the Divine Soldier?

Xu Yan's eyes flashed with light.

Good guy!

Lan Mingxin, who was beside him, was dazzled, but puzzled: "Brother Xu, are you forging weapons or what?"

Xu Yan replied subconsciously, "He's taking advantage of the situation."

"Take advantage?"

Xu Yan nodded: "Leverage the power of heaven and earth."

"Probably because of the special nature of Mount Yi, in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, the surrounding cold air was concentrated on the mountain peak. At this moment, Mo Qingchou probably wanted to take advantage of the extreme cold of the sky to greatly reduce its temperature again."

"Contrary to fire forging, water casting is originally the lower the temperature, the better."

When Jin Qianji heard this, she also showed a shocked expression: "Borrow the power of heaven and earth? If you don't feel wrong, Mo Qingchou is only a tattoo artist at the beginning of a hundred patterns, right? How can you borrow the power of heaven and earth?"

Xu Yan smiled and said, "If it were changed to normal, it would be impossible. How could the power of heaven and earth be borrowed so easily? But this is the twelfth lunar month of Yishan, and the cold clouds condensed in the sky with a radius of thousands of miles have long been dense. At this moment, Mo Qingchou is not manipulating the power of heaven and earth, but gently provoking and guiding it to the water casting platform below. In this way, the difficulty will be much lower.”

The voices of the three of them were not deliberately lowered. When the people around heard Xu Yan talking so eloquently, they couldn't help but say more. And when I saw Xu Yan's bald head, I remembered that Mo Qingchou said a few days ago that the fluctuation of the [Jade Sky Tower] that day was because Mr. Qi went to Cangfeng City to train troops...

"Could it be Mr. Seven!?"

There was a sensation all around, and the eyes looking at Xu Yan became worshipped. But Xu Yan still didn't change his eyes, just stared at the scene in front of him.

Although it is quite simple to guide the power of heaven and earth in this way, it is still a very difficult task after all.

How long can you last?

Seeing you in such a big battle, could it be that you want to take advantage of this blessing and a chance to step into the realm of a master?

…………

Boom boom boom...

The dark clouds in the sky have completely fallen, and at the same time, the cold liquid of the water casting platform also seems to be attracted by an invisible, extending upwards like a vortex.

One ascends, the other descends.

When they touch each other, they turn into a tornado of ice!

Mo Qingchou saw sweat on his forehead, and his face was still cold and indifferent.

He could feel the furious cold in the depths of the tornado—the pattern soldiers that were constantly forming.

The four waters are intertwined, and in such an extremely cold tornado, they gradually take shape and become one.

His tattoo strength has been completely mobilized!

The lines are like ice lines, dancing around the tornado. At first glance, it looks like its tornado is self-producing patterns, dancing with the wind!

one two Three……

The three patterns appeared one after another, but they were dragged by the tornado and danced extremely fast, making it difficult to capture the clues of the pattern in the middle!

The fourth pattern!

At this time, Mo Qingchou's veins appeared.

His violent tornado was spinning faster and faster, and his lines were reaching their limit. After all, it is not an easy task to build patterns in the void while maintaining awareness of the changes in the patterned soldiers!

zizizi...

The lines are like snails appearing out of thin air, crawling hard in the air.

If this is successful, it will be the fifth pattern!

Seeing it, Xu Yan leaned forward subconsciously.

If Mo Qingchou succeeded, even if he took advantage of the situation, he would have officially forged a fifth-order tattoo!

zizizizi...

Poof!

Suddenly, the lines that were formed with great effort dissipated out of thin air! And Mo Qingchou spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper, causing exclamations from below!

Mo Qingchou's indifferent face showed unwillingness, but he didn't insist after all.

He waved his hands again, like the sharp blade slashing the void.

This is to sever the connection between the sky and the earth!

After losing the Nine Heavens Cold, its tornadoes naturally gradually became smaller.

On the other hand, Mo Qingchou stretched out his hands and grasped with ten fingers, as if he wanted to embrace this huge tornado in his arms. And with his actions, his tornado gradually made a gurgling sound, which was the sound of condensing into ice!

clack clack...

It can be seen to the naked eye that the speed of the tornado's rotation is getting slower and slower.

The same is true for the four patterns that have been revolving around the tornado, but as Mo Qingchou's hands and fingers slowly moved towards the center, they also disappeared into the tornado.

Kaka…

Finally, Mo Qingchou clasped his fingers tightly, and almost at the same time the tornado stopped turning, or the entire tornado was condensed into a line that looked frozen into ice, like an ice tornado that was about to rise into the sky!

"Open!" Mo Qingchou let go of his ten fingers and shouted loudly at the same time!

The ice tornado suddenly burst open and turned into countless ice chips!

Only an orange-red long stick was still suspended in the air, and the surrounding ice debris was like wind chill, but it only became the back of this long stick. It seems that as long as the long stick is available, it is the protagonist of the space.

Even Mo Qingchou looked at the tattooed soldier with a smile on his face.

Although he failed to take this opportunity to step into the realm of a master, this tattoo is still the most powerful one since he cast it.

The fourth-order peak.

It is really only one step away from the fifth order!

He made a random move, and the long stick naturally fell into his hands, and one soldier and one soldier slowly landed on the ground.

There were countless cheers all around!

"Congratulations to Master Mo for casting a magic weapon!"

Today is Mo Qingchou's day.

It is also a big day for the world's water casting masters.

…………

At night, Mo Qingchou held a banquet, but only invited very few people, not even more than ten fingers. Just appearing here, the status is no trivial matter. Like the city lord of Cangfeng City, although it is in name only because of Mo Qingchou, he is still an official of the Lan Dynasty after all, and his official position is real.

It's like Mo Qingchou's disciple You Xuezhong and the two forging masters of the Water Casting Master Realm...

Naturally, there were also Xu Yan and the other three.

Mo Qingchou held a wine glass and walked to Xu Yan to make a toast: "Brother Xu, I toast this glass to you."

Xu Yan laughed: "I should respect you for this, congratulations to Master Mo for making an excellent weapon."

An old man on the side was displeased when he heard the words, but his tone was soft: "Although Mr. Qi is in a detached position, this is a bit wrong in the eyes of this old man. Although the fourth-order peak is only one step away from the fifth-order, it is also It can be called a god. It's not an exaggeration to call it a **** soldier."

"I believe that in the near future, your house's [Spirit of Soldiers] will also change."

Mo Qingchou hurriedly said, "Elder Li..."

It's just that Xu Yan shook his head and said, "Divine Soldier? That's a bad statement. To be honest, I have already asked Master Zhuo to change the name of that [Divine Soldier List]."

"Divine Soldier? What is Divine Soldier?"

The man who was called Li Lao was naturally also a master-level water caster—Li Zhishan.

He was equally well-known throughout the water cast, and he never obeyed anyone in his life, only Mo Qingchou. Hearing this at this moment, he sneered even more: "If the powerful commander has divine help, he will naturally be a divine soldier."

Xu Yan shook his head even more: "It's a big mistake."

"The world has always been dominated by cultivators and supplemented by weapons. A truly strong person, even with a willow branch in his hand, can beat the world invincible. If it is a weak person, even if he has a powerful weapon in his hand, he will not enter the door. It's just superficial. If this is the standard, it's superficial."

He looked at Li Zhishan with a serious expression: "Tongshen is the magic weapon."