Five Elements Heaven

He Huan returned to Tianfeng Department with full of doubts.

Lou Lan appeared in the valley with Ai Hui.

Gu Xuan came in a hurry carrying a bag of unknown items.

He explained: Didn't you hear that adding blood to the sword array is more effective? I just went to the front line, and there were a lot of flesh and blood of broad-backed manta. I got some and came back to try it. Anyway, I just tried a sword array, and there should be no problem. Is it big?

Gu Xuan looked at Lou Lan uncertainly.

Loulan nodded: Let's try it. Loulan isn't sure yet, so I'll put it last.

Gu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was also afraid that he would do bad things with good intentions.

What they wanted to test this time was which sword formation would help Ai Hui the most. Now there are only two powers left in Ai Hui's body, the sword fetus and the blood of god, and they want to help Ai Hui defeat the blood of god.

The previous Beidou Sword Formation had proven that Lou Lan's idea was useful, and which sword formation they were making now would be most helpful to Ai Hui. Gu Xuan and the others had already tried it, and different sword formations had slightly different effects on Ai Hui.

Although the difference is very subtle, because the help itself is very subtle, the difference in the effects of different sword formations is still very large. They want to find the sword formation that has the best effect and consumes the least number of swords. Behind every sword formation are corresponding manpower and material resources.

How to give Ai Hui the greatest help given the current manpower and material resources.

The clever Lou Lan impressed everyone.

Loulan held Ai Hui in his arms and carefully placed Ai Hui in the center of the valley.

Then he quickly returned to the nearby mountain ridge, his eyes flashing red, carefully observing and recording every change in the valley. In his body, the speed of the sand core of [Midnight] began to increase continuously.

The others held their breath, not daring to take a breath. They stared at Ai Hui in the valley.

Ai Hui lay quietly at the bottom of the valley. Above him, the mist floated and countless swords swam.

Time seemed to stand still.

Everything seemed so quiet, so quiet that it was disturbing.

Isn't it useful?

Some team members began to show nervous expressions on their faces. They had been busy all night and had great expectations for these sword formations in the valley.

The timid team members couldn't help but cover their eyes, they didn't dare to look.

Ai Hui suddenly woke up in the blood-eyed illusion.

The battle between the blood of God and the sword fetus in front of him remained unchanged from before. The fight was still so fierce and showed no sign of weakening, but as time passed, Ai Hui also felt a little numb.

There is nothing he can do.

There were a few faint wisps of sword intent that poured in before, slightly replenishing the sword fetus.

Ai Hui guessed that Lou Lan must be thinking of a solution, but obviously, the effect was weak. Whether it was the blood of God or the sword fetus, they were like two behemoths. Their power levels were astonishingly high, beyond Ai Hui's knowledge. Even thunder is no match for them, one can imagine how powerful they are.

The more powerful, pure, and high-level power is, it is extremely difficult to supplement or enhance it.

The few wisps of breath added by the sword fetus are too weak, just like adding a bowl of water to a pond, what effect will it have.

Ai Hui himself couldn't think of any way to help Jian Fei.

Just the thought of needing power on the same level as the blood of a god is enough to make one despair.

However, Ai Hui felt something enter his body and was suddenly awakened.

Soon, he noticed another very weak sword aura. He shook his head, that was of no use.

Another wisp, two wisps, three wisps...

Um?

Ai Hui was stunned, and the continuous sword aura continued to sink into the sword embryo cloud in the underground palace.

This amount...isn't quite right...

What the Thunder Sword team members on the mountain ridge saw was another scene.

After a short period of silence, a sword sound suddenly sounded, waking everyone up.

A smile appeared on Gu Xuan's face. The sword that made the first sword sound was one of the swords that he had added to the broad-backed bat fish's flesh and blood.

But the next moment, he had no time to think about this.

It's like a sudden rainstorm.

The sound of sword clanging suddenly erupted, and the dense sword clanging sounds gathered into a torrent, exploding in the valley out of thin air.

It is impossible to describe how shocking the sound of a hundred thousand long swords coming together into one sound is!

The Thunder Sword players who were watching on the mountain ridge felt their ears ringing, their scalps numb, and their whole bodies lost consciousness. A chill rose from their tailbones, and their whole bodies couldn't help but tremble. The energy in the body was completely out of control, running around like a headless fly in the body.

Some team members kept turning pale and falling to the ground.

Gu Xuan's face was also a little pale. He felt as if a blade as thin as paper was passing through his mind. It was as if a tiny electric current was passing through his skin, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

He forced himself to hold on, and did not fall to the ground like other team members, but stared at the valley.

He was a little worried in his heart. Can the boss withstand such a terrifying and astonishing sword aura?

Wisps of mist, densely packed long swords inserted in the valley rose up, and were released from the long swords wandering around. Everything in the valley subverted Gu Xuan's cognition.

Every wisp of mist as thin as a gossamer is the pure breath of the sword.

A long sword that has lost its breath is like rotten wood, beginning to peel off, rot, and eventually turn into fly ash.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the scene of a hundred thousand long swords peeling off and decaying at the same time had an unusual power that firmly gripped Gu Xuan's mind. He was filled with fear and expectation.

What a big scene!

When the last long sword turned into flying ash, the mist swirling in the valley almost obscured the entire valley. They didn't make any sound, they just rolled and circled quietly. But Gu Xuan felt as if he was being stared at by a terrifying wild beast, his whole body tightened and he had nowhere to escape. A strong sense of danger enveloped his mind, and he had no doubt that the soft and powerless mist hovering in the valley could easily crush him.

When he was young, he went to the Silver Mist Sea.

The Silver Mist Sea is shrouded in dense mist, which is very spectacular with its shining silver light.

But the mist that filled the Silver Mist Sea had never made him feel so dangerous.

The mist swirling in the valley is like a cold, sharp, and ruthless beast.

Boom, boom, boom...

Gu Xuan felt his mouth was dry and couldn't help but said: There seems to be a sound inside.

Lou Lan said: It's Ai Hui's sword embryo, it's beating.

Loulan's eyes were flashing red with alarming frequency.

Gu Xuan didn't notice that Lou Lan's tone at this time was completely different from usual. Loulan's tone at this moment was mechanical and indifferent, without any fluctuation.

Gu Xuan's attention was all on what Lou Lan just said. Is the sword fetus beating? He couldn't help but asked in surprise: So it works?

Yeah, it worked.

As soon as Loulan finished speaking, the fog in the valley changed again.

The mist that was just slowly circling suddenly began to roll and surge violently. The color of the mist also began to continuously change shapes and colors. Mist swords of various shapes and colors disintegrated and changed in the mist.

The mist surged more and more violently, like a trapped beast, struggling crazily with all its strength.

But no matter how hard they struggled, it was all in vain. The mist is like an invisible net, tightly entangled and unable to escape.

Dong-dong-dong, the beating sound became clearer, like someone beating a drum in the mist, or like a wild beast that had been dormant for thousands of years was resurrecting.

Gu Xuan's mouth became increasingly dry.

As time went by, the fog covering the valley began to thin.

Ai Hui's figure appeared in everyone's sight again.

Dong-dong-dong, the sound of the sword embryo beating seemed to be ringing in everyone's ears, extremely clear and powerful.

Everyone can see clearly this time.

Every time the sword fetus beats, a wisp of mist will be sucked into the underground palace.

The mist that enveloped Ai Hui became thinner again.

Gu Xuan felt that it was not his illusion just now. The remaining mist seemed to know his fate and struggled desperately, but was tightly bound by an invisible force and could not break free at all.

The sword fetus has extraordinary control over the breath of the sword.

Gu Xuan felt very magical and envious. The boss once taught the sword embryo cultivation method, but no one could succeed. Not to mention it was a success, even the fragment was considered to be a holy book.

I know every word, but put them together and it's completely incomprehensible.

The boss didn't know how to explain the mystery.

Just by looking at the scene in front of them, even the stupidest and dullest person can feel how powerful the sword fetus is.

When the last wisp of mist was sucked into the sword embryo, the sword embryo, beating like a heavy drum, began to gradually become silent.

Everything seems to be back to square one.

Ai Hui was lying quietly in the middle of the valley. The rich golden light was still radiating from Ai Hui's body, and the sword's surging aura was as strong as a sword.

In the valley, as far as the eye can see, there are densely packed small pits, which are the sword pits left by the sword array.

Doesn't it work?

Gu Xuan was a little disappointed. The noise just now was so loud. He thought the boss would definitely wake up this time, but he failed.

The red light that kept flashing in Loulan's eyes gradually subsided.

Loulan's cheerful tone broke the silence.

Loulan has been found!

The craftsmen's camp was brightly lit, bustling with people, and the flowing fire lit up the night sky.

One after another, the newly forged swords were taken out of the furnace like running water.

The craftsmen looked tired.

This is crazy! Didn't we just finish one hundred thousand swords? Now we actually want one million?

Is this a fucking sword fight?

Eating swords? Who can eat a hundred thousand swords in one night?

What the hell are you doing? Even if you are squandering money, you are not this wasteful!

Damn it, whoever asks me to practice swords again will get out of here with me!

No, I will feel sick when I see the sword in the future!

Ah ah ah, someone come and save me!

Suddenly a cold voice sounded: No one can save you!

It was Master He. I didn’t know when Master He was present, and everyone immediately fell silent.

Master He snorted, turned around and left, walking more than ten feet away, unable to help mumbling to himself.

Who can help me?

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