Chapter 434 He is anxious

"good."

Song Ningshu sent Mumu into the space.

Qi Yangui walked over to Song Ningshu and spread out his hands. "Who wants the demon pill I got before the explosion?"

Bai Yao and Gu Che have gold spiritual roots.

The Golden Flame Sky-Swallowing Beast exploded because after its vitality was extracted, other attacks were superimposed on its body. An empty shell could not withstand such a powerful superimposed attack and would naturally explode.

Gu Che: "Give it to Bai Yao."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yangui threw the demon pill to Bai Yao.

Bai Yao took the demon pill and put it into the spiritual ring given to him by Song Ningshu, planning to refine it after he came out of the sword-making realm.

Mo Yu looked at the ruins of Shalan Sword Forging City, sighed, and then turned around, "Thank you all."

They didn't expect that this group of younger generations who hadn't even reached the metamorphosis stage could actually get rid of the Golden Flame Sky-Swallowing Beast in such a short time. These old guys who had already reached the metamorphosis stage were not even half as good as them.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more concerns one has, and the reckless spirit and fearlessness of the previous level are gone.

But it is undeniable that the strength displayed by this group of people is much higher than their own realm.

Seeing that everyone else had stepped back, Mo Songyun had no choice but to step forward and socialize, "You're welcome. Now that the murderous aura has dissipated, should Sword Forging City move back to the Sword Forging Realm?"

"We should move it back. The gold element in the Sword Forging Realm is very rich. Forging swords here will get twice the result with half the effort. If it weren't for the undetectable murderous aura, we wouldn't have moved out of the Sword Forging Realm."

"When the decision was made to move out of the Sword Forging Realm, all the Sword Forging Cities were reluctant, but they had to move."

"I won't bother you any more. I'll take my leave now."

While Mo Songyun was talking to Mo Yu, Qi Yangui rubbed Song Ningshu's head and asked, "Do you feel anything?"

Song Ningshu shook his head. "I didn't feel anything. I entered the sword-making realm and there was no sense of traction."

Isn’t Brother Cheng Yin here?

"Then let's go around and visit all ten sword-making cities. If we don't find any, we can go back."

"good."

"Jiang..." Taihua flew in front of Jiang Nian, but the words stopped on his lips. He didn't pay attention to what he said his name at that time. "Do you want to form a bond with me?"

"You can't even remember the name of the person you're contracting with. I don't think you have any sincerity." Jiang Nian kept walking. "Besides, those cultivators have been teleported outside. You are safe."

"I'm so sincere. I've taken your injuries many times. What do you want in exchange for a contract with me? As long as I can do it, I can do it." Taihua was anxious, but his voice was a little lower. "Besides, the monks outside must be squatting."

He had a magic sword, but he actually asked people to sign a contract with him.

Which divine sword would end up in such a miserable state?

The others followed Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui while listening to Taihua annoy Jiang Nian.

Jiang Nian wiped the sword he had used for over twenty years, which had several nicks from the fight just now, and said deliberately: "You can make a contract, but you must put me first in everything."

"Contracting with me is no different than contracting with anyone else."

Taihua turned around several times and finally said, "You are talented, I am not at a disadvantage."

Jiang Nian squeezed a drop of blood from his finger and used his spiritual power to draw it out. "You can regret it now."

"I asked for it myself. If I regret it, wouldn't that be a slap in my own face?" Taihua muttered softly, and the sword caught the drop of blood.

When Taihua just ran out of the sword body, he saw a guy being beaten to death and thrown into the woods. After watching a scene, he turned into his appearance and then guessed his character based on his previous expression and actions.

Even though he had become someone that others knew, he was still recognized.

He was very unlucky. He definitely couldn't get out of the sword-making realm by himself, so he had to be taken out by someone.

If the master of the contract is a bad cultivator, shattering the soul and destroying the sword is the worst decision he can make.

If the master of the contract was still okay, he wouldn't have really risked his life.

The monks who robbed him were both good and bad, and he was not sure into whose hands he would fall.

The blood was absorbed by Taihua, and the contract mark lit up.

Taihua felt that his strength had recovered to 90%.

"If you had told me earlier that there were benefits to making a contract with you, why would I be so stubborn?"

Jiang Nian glanced at him, said nothing, and walked beside Jiang Sui.

Taihua silently entered his sea of ​​consciousness and stayed there quietly to recover the last 10% of his strength.

Lu Yilin pulled Luo Mingqian's sleeve and said, "I thought that Master Jiang Nian would never have any emotions and would always look like he didn't like to talk. I didn't expect that he would hold a grudge."

Luo Mingqian leaned over to listen to her.

He smiled and said, "People are not flat as sheets of paper. Silence only occupies a large part of his personality."

"Like your uncle Jiang Sui, he can't always be so carefree and unrestrained. He also has a cold side."

The group spent ten days traveling around the sword-making realm, often being pulled into half-collapsed sword formations.

The monks who had been driven out by Mo Yu using the formation came in again.

A late-stage Yuhua cultivator with a sinister look on his face stopped everyone and asked, "Did you take Taihua?"

Taihua was floating next to them before, and it must have been taken by one of them.

Thinking of this, the monk glanced at the crowd with an unfriendly look. When he saw a few female monks, his eyes became even more malicious.

The power of the domain quickly formed and pulled the monk into it at lightning speed.

Qi Yangui instantly appeared in front of the cultivator, strangled his neck with three types of spiritual power, his eyes were very cold, and the next moment the cultivator's eyeballs exploded.

A purple light appeared at Gu Qingyue's fingertips, and soon the purple-gold thunder and fire entered the cultivator's body.

Many clusters of strange fire penetrated into the monk's body.

Qi Yangui let go, and blood continued to spurt out of his neck, but because of the burning of the strange fire, the pain was so severe that he didn't even have the strength to cover his neck.

The spurting blood was quickly evaporated by the strange fire.

Shengxia sneered and stepped on his head. "Others have to think twice before seeing us. You're leading the charge. I'm afraid you just came out of some deep mountain forest, right?"

"If you only wanted to take the sword, I could have left your body intact."

Shengxia retracted her foot and controlled the strange fire to burn the monk to ashes.

Qi Yangui returned to Song Ningshu, his anger gone. "I walked around but didn't find anything. Do you want to go out?"

"Yeah." Song Ningshu nodded.

A group of people walked towards the exit of the Sword Forging Realm.

Although other cultivators were very envious of the strange fire on them and the Taihua Sword that might be taken away by them, they were all wary of them when they thought of their identities.

Just when they were halfway there, there was another earthquake. The surrounding scene began to change rapidly, and the monks who had re-entered the sword-making realm were teleported out again.

Song Ningshu turned around, looked up and looked forward, and after a while said: "Brother Cheng Yin is anxious."

She didn't find Him, but He led her there himself.