"roar...."
The sound of the dragon's roar resounded through the sky and lingered for a long time.
The blood of the five dragons dripped onto the anvil, and the Heavenly Sword seemed to transform into a golden angry dragon, trying to break free from someone's hand and soar into the air.
But the hammer with determination always falls at the right time.
The dragon's roar became lower and lower, from rage to wail.
Snap——
It was covered with dense cracks from beginning to end, and finally with a bang, it exploded into golden rain. Along with it, the rhythm of the imperial ambitions in the sword and the bloodstains left in it by the Blood God also dissipated.
The sword thus became dim.
After all, only 30% of them contain chivalrous sword rhythm.
It has lost 70% of its charm and its power has been greatly reduced, and it seems to be out of the category of magical weapon.
"But without the sword, how are we going to deal with the next natural disaster?"
The blurred bloody face was stunned, and then a sneer appeared on it.
Even though it was recast, the result doesn't seem to be much different?
He can no longer influence the sword.
But Tianren City also lost its greatest support.
His intention was about to disappear and he could leave at any time, but he wanted to watch how Li Mo would end up with an amused look.
"That is..."
"Can the hammer also be used in sword techniques?"
The clamor of the Celestials was heard.
It was noon, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and after the blood mist dissipated, the sky was clear. The Blood God glanced at the deformed sword inadvertently and felt a burning sensation.
"Using a hammer instead of a sword, the method of casting souls is still used..."
"What is he doing?!"
Woo——
Woo——
One hammer after another.
The fiery hammer now emitted a sword light that was sometimes beautiful and sometimes sharp and cold.
It is hard to imagine that words like "elegant", "sharp" and "graceful" can appear on a hammer.
No one knows what price each blow cost.
That's right.
Li Mo used all his insights into martial arts to practice swordsmanship. He had no intention of counting how many years it took, perhaps a few thousand, or perhaps tens of thousands.
Each hammer seems slow, but it is all-encompassing and interprets countless changes.
These changes have occurred, but it is difficult to see what legal principles are involved.
When he decided not to practice sword anymore.
When he held a hammer in his hand.
His swordsmanship finally broke through the boundaries of mortals.
If there is no sword in your hand and no sword in your heart, where is the sword?
Li Mo thought about this question for a long time.
But just now, when he was making the choice of Changsheng, he realized that he had already learned the four secret books that were not martial arts secrets.
Li Mo was speechless.
After figuring this out, he felt like a fool. He went out into the world and got beaten countless times, only to find out when he got home that his peerless martial arts skills were gathering dust on his bookshelf.
Under the guidance of Qi, Li Mo's spirit has reached its peak.
He delivered his most stunning blow yet.
Humanity kills the hammer and forges the soul for the sword.
Is this a hammer or a sword?
It doesn't matter anymore.
clang--
The Tiangong Divine Hammer, which had once forged Taoist weapons, completed the final sublimation of the divine sword.
The sword light shot up into the sky, straight into the sky, and spread out for more than thousands or tens of thousands of meters.
Under the scorching sun and in the firelight, he and his reborn magic weapon shone brightly.
"It's done..."
Outside, Du Wufeng's hair and beard fluttered in the wind, and the light of the magic weapon was reflected in his eyes.
"What did Young Master Li forge?"
"Looks like a machete to me?"
"He doesn't know how to use a knife. What kind of scimitar is it? It's clearly a curved sword."
“Neither.”
When everyone was discussing what shape this new magic weapon was, the voice of Master Du came from behind.
Master Du sighed and said:
"It's a sickle."
"?"
Those who practiced swords and those who forged swords were silent.
They opened their mouths and looked at the figure in the Jiangshan Sheji map, who raised the hammer and sickle together, but they could not say anything to refute.
After a while, someone asked quietly:
"Has a sickle ever been listed on the Divine Weapon Ranking?"
Not before.
Starting today, it will probably happen.
I just don't know how powerful it will be after being recast.
.......
The top of the city.
Li Mo calmed his boiling blood, took out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth. The energy he had spent on recasting the magic sword made him look less energetic than before.
He was very weak at this moment.
But he still looked up and stared at the blood shadow in the sky without giving in.
"You're not leaving yet, do you want to test the power of the magic weapon?"
“….”
Xueying said nothing, and a big hand suddenly fell down and grabbed him in an unavoidable manner.
The Blood God's true form appeared unexpectedly without anyone noticing.
Its target was the sickle that had just been reforged.
He felt a strong threat from it!
"!"
At this moment, the thoughts of the people in the Celestial Clan and Mo City seemed to have come to a strange standstill.
This grab did not even cause fluctuations in the vital energy of heaven and earth, but it had already transcended the boundary between immortals and mortals.
They wanted to help Li Mo share the burden, but it was probably impossible to do so.
“Good job!”
Li Mo held the newly-forged sickle in his hand, and he could sense the majestic energy and thoughts from it.
The mountains roared and the sea surged like a raging tide, boundless.
He has no strength.
But it's not necessary anymore.
Invisibly, it seemed as if hands were covering the palm of his hand holding the sickle.
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