Shaoyu had already had a secret in his mind what to refine the flying sword this time.

He wants to refine the Yixing Sword Formation... Pojun.

In the world of sword spirit, it seems that Qi Sha and Greedy Wolf. Pojun is not called Sha Polang, but Yi Xing.

Yixing sounds pretty good!

In fact, the other two players of the Yixing Sword Formation, Gan Lang and Qi Sha Shaoyu cannot be refined at this time, and the only thing they can comprehend is the relatively easy Pojun.

You can't just carve the formations with the sword array catalog, otherwise Shao Yu would just refine the strongest flying swords like the Holy Immortal.

The Yixing Sword Formation is already high-end.

In the blacksmith's room, you must first re-engraved tools such as an array hammer. If you lose your horn, you must even re-engraved things.

Two days later, the tools were ready and the sword mold was hammered out three pairs. Shaoyu estimated that it was enough to make three pieces of work.

Let's try it first, hoping it will succeed.

Pour in the material, condense it into the sword mold, semi-solidify, and inner patterns.

This time the formation required an inner core formation pattern. Shao Yuman thought it would fail at least once, but he actually succeeded in one go.

Maybe it is in line with the time when it is broken and then established, maybe it is because Shaoyu fits in many things that are in line with Pojun... Acting often depends on one thought, with a strong subjective consciousness of doing things oneself, being brave and adventurous, and very emotional.

Although there are many different things, such as being easily influenced by others and likes to charge ahead, at this time, he felt something and succeeded in one go...

After finishing it, Shaoyu still took the essence of the embers and fell down.

Seeing the essence of the embers blending with the flying sword body, he kept saying: Don’t have any problems, don’t have any problems.

The method of refining the flying sword has been changed a lot. The essence of the Embers shows that it can be integrated into all materials, but it must be the saying of this continent.

Shaoyu thought that it was so easy anyway, so give it a try, the stronger the flying sword, the better.

I was worried that until I was fully integrated, there would be no other direction, and the whole flying sword that had not yet been formed turned shiny.

Then he forced his heart out of blood and calcined it on the sword again.

After the thirty-two formation patterns were engraved in the pale face, it was the final tempering and sacrifice of the sword.

Nothing went wrong, it was surprisingly smooth.

When the tempering was completed, Shao Yu hooked up with the flying sword, and as the flying sword floated, the room suddenly shook.

At first he thought someone was coming to attack, but he didn't expect the shaking to become more and more intense.

Until the puppet walked in and opened the portal.

The time and space gate? And it was just one step away from him, and it was almost close to his face.

Shao Yu was puzzled, what does it mean to open the door here at this time?

The sword sacrifice has not been completed! And there is no time for the gladiator!

Just when he was confused, he didn't expect that the puppet teleported to the back and pushed him in a bunch of ways.

What are you doing! Shaoyu was shocked, and he was infusing evil spirits into Pojun's flying sword, and he didn't expect the puppet to push him on his own initiative.

So he was knocked into the portal with Pojun.

As soon as the portal came out, Shaoyu couldn't help but take a deep breath. It seemed that the blue sky and white clouds hadn't seen them for a long time.

And is it winter now? Standing on the top of this lonely mountain, the surrounding area is covered with white and the scenery is beautiful.

Sent out of the arena?

What are you sending here for!

Just as Shao Yu was guessing, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, strong winds rose everywhere, dark clouds gathered, and lightning flashed in it, and huge roars kept ringing.

What's going on? During his observation, he joked in his heart, "Who is the fellow Taoist who has overcome the tribulation?"

Suji's inspiration flashed with a sound of damn... Could it be myself?

Shao Yu reacted, wasn’t the changes in the world caused by his arrival? And there was something that could cause it, Pojun Flying Sword!

Could it be made into a spiritual treasure immortal weapon? Thunder tribulation!

Or...

Shaoyu has never stopped infusing evil spirits. If he stopped infusing, it would be considered as a failure in refining.

This is a crucial step in the formation of the flying sword.

How to carry thunder! What to carry thunder?

Is there a thunder disaster in this continent?

Just when Shao Yu was in the B, the sky turned dark, and lightning and thunder seemed to disappear, and everything was silent.

It was quiet for a while, but he felt that time passed very slowly... Suddenly, with a loud bang, the first thunder as thick as a bucket hit the first thunder.

Shaoyu forced himself to hold the shield of thought and pushed it up.

If you can't stand it, you have to give up...you have to be ready next time.

Then the second and third paths were quickly hit with lightning speed.

I heard the sound of boom~boom~boom~boom~boom~boom~boom~boom~boom.

There is no chance to give up, but... it's okay!

Shaoyu thought that he would peel off even if he was not dead, but unexpectedly, there was a transparent cover pressing on it.

It looks like a protective cover, directly covering this mountain.

Well, Master He Fang blocked the disaster for me? Shao Yu said something in his heart after a long time.

Then he thought, except the Arena of the Gods, and he thought about it.

Did there be lightning striking at the beginning, so I felt it shaking and then I was sent out?

But why did the Arena of Gods help him!

Just as I was thinking, I saw that the cover had broken traces.

At this time, the evil spirit was injected to the end, and almost all the evil spirit was absorbed.

When Shaoyu couldn't help, a huge thunder that had gathered many thunders shattered the cover and fell down. At this time, the Pojun flying sword in his hand absorbed the last trace of evil spirit, and rushed into the sky in the wind.

Facing this lightning bolt.

The Pojun's flying sword was frozen in lightning, as if it was tempered again in lightning...

Then the dark clouds dissipated, and a few rays of sunlight fell, and the sword of the Breaking Wind swelled around. Shaoyu, who looked up, felt joy and heart-to-heart connection.

Just when he thought it was done, a huge pressure suddenly appeared in the sky again.

What's going on?

I saw a huge net appearing in the sky. This net was extremely huge, spreading the entire sky and emitting a strong light.

The feeling of connection between heart and blood actually weakened under the light.

Shaoyu thought it was not good, and immediately pinched the sword technique and bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a bloodline.

The blood line seemed small, but it flew to the Pojun flying sword without any confusion. As the sword was wrapped with essence and blood, Shaoyu shouted in his heart: Come back.

Pojun Flying Sword instantly broke free from the giant net and flew back to Shaoyu's hand. But he noticed that when Pojun Flying Sword flew back, it seemed that when he flew back, some of the lights scattered, but most of them were

The light penetrated into the flying sword!

When he started the flying sword, Shaoyu felt that the flying sword kept shaking, as if he was eager or needed something. A wild emotion was transmitted from the sword. He thought about it and got a blood sacrifice.

At this time, all the strange images went away and the portal opened again.

Shao Yu stepped in and found that he had entered the arena directly, with some gladiators around him, and a torrent of monsters rushing in the far away Giant Sect.
Chapter completed!