Zhu Minglang was disdainful of this!
The title of Divine Lord was quite tempting.
However, the heavens had treated him well. Recently, Zhu Minglang could clearly feel that his Fu Chen Godhead was extraordinary. This was probably the treatment that the Dragon Gate's top scholar deserved.
Presumably, he would not be inferior to the Seven Gods of the Northern Dipper in the future. There was no need for him to compromise for this insignificant Shenjun's cultivation. He had to set his sights further.
Most importantly, Zhu Minglang was quite satisfied with his authority as a God. Evil Sword Immortal was a crooked path that was incompatible with the world. It wasn't suitable for someone like him who had the demeanor of an immortal!
Zhu Minglang naturally refused. Fortunately, the Stegosaurus could also hold on, allowing Zhu Minglang to maintain a clear-headed state at all times and not be bewitched.
"Honorable Zhu, it's unlocked. Let's hurry and escape!" Ling Song said.
At that moment, Zhu Minglang finally saw the four walls return, and the stairs finally appeared.
Following the wooden stairs to the first floor, Zhu Minglang saw lightning flashing and thunder rumbling outside the pagoda. Ice and fire intertwined. Clearly, the battle had never stopped.
As soon as Zhu Minglang stepped out of the door, he saw the female arhat in hemp clothes standing there. Her forehead was covered in sweat, her arms and fists were slightly clenched, and the golden battle flames on her body were flickering.
If one looked closely, they would see some bloodstains on the wide sleeves of her hemp clothes. She was probably injured by a sword.
As expected, this female arhat was no match for Linghu Ling.
The female arhat's attention was completely focused on Linghu Ling, and she didn't realize that two thieves had already infiltrated the pagoda.
Her back was facing Zhu Minglang and Ling Song, and her eyes were fixed on Linghu Ling, who was standing on the roof. At that moment, Linghu Ling had already summoned a portion of her cyan flying swords. Probably because the two of them had spent too much time in the pagoda, she had no choice but to show her true strength to deal with this Master God level female arhat.
"Excuse me!"
Zhu Minglang wasn't in a good mood. His eyes were sharp and sinister. When he saw the female arhat standing in front of him, he walked over and kicked her down the stairs before she could react!
By the time the female arhat sensed someone behind her, it was already too late. She was kicked down the stairs by Zhu Minglang. She fell heavily onto the hard stone tiles and landed on her face!
Ling Song was dumbfounded.
This … this directly kicked the female arhat's butt, and kicked it so hard!
Zhu Minglang was very irritated now. He would not be polite to anyone who stood in his way!
The female arhat got up, turned her head, and looked at Zhu Minglang angrily. She patted the dust off her body, and the battle flames on her body inexplicably flourished. It was as if Zhu Minglang's kick had stimulated her potential.
Zhu Minglang stood there, and suddenly, one after another soul mountains appeared behind him. These soul mountains were stacked on top of each other, and one layer was higher than the other. It was impossible to see the top. However, if one looked carefully, they would find that the shocking scene behind Zhu Minglang was not a soul mountain at all, but a Mysterious Ancient Holy Demon. They had three heads and six arms, and they were immortal fetus devil souls. Their evil light soared to the sky …
When the female arhat saw this scene, it was as if her soul had been possessed. She stood there in a daze. Soon, a sense of fear born from the depths of her soul quickly spread throughout her body like a deep chill, causing her to tremble all over. She couldn't help but want to howl in pain!
"Let's go."
Zhu Minglang walked past the female arhat. The female arhat completely lost the courage to resist. She even retreated to the side, and kept chanting the words of blessing from the Tianshu Lord God, Hua Chou.
However, Zhu Minglang was the person who destroyed Hua Chou's soul. Chanting these words of blessing in front of him was useless. On the contrary, it would produce an even more mysterious sense of oppression and fear, destroying the female arhat's understanding of the hierarchy of the gods!
Zhu Minglang swaggered out of the pagoda temple just like that.
Zhu Minglang whistled, and the Fengyue White Dragon and Yanwang Dragon flew over one after another, one on the left and one on the right. No matter how many experts and gods of the Tianshu Divine Universe were outside the pagoda temple, Zhu Minglang was not afraid!
In fact, Zhu Minglang's half-possessed state was already very terrifying. The evil aura of the Ancient Holy Demons was being released through Zhu Minglang's body. Not many gods of the Tianshu Divine Universe dared to face this army of Ancient Holy Demons!!
Tens of thousands of ascetics were outside. Zhu Minglang jumped onto the Fengyue White Dragon and let Yanwang Dragon lead the way.
Once they flew into the blue dome of heaven, these tens of thousands of ascetics also flew into the sky. They held bundles of silver hemp ropes in their hands, and threw them at each other in the air. In an extremely short period of time, they formed a huge Devil Trapping Net.
Zhu Minglang held a sword in his left hand. That was the newly born silver light evil sword, the Evil Sword Dragon.
"Whoosh!!!!"
With a slash of the sword, the heaven and earth changed color. Immediately after, tens of thousands of demons broke through the sky. The souls of the demons were comparable to divine weapons that filled the sky, and crazily massacred those ascetics!!
Severed limbs of the ascetics fell to the ground, causing a rain of blood to fall from the pagoda and the temple.
Towards these lackeys of Hua Chou, Zhu Minglang had never been merciful. No matter how many stood in front of him, he would kill them all!
Thousands of Sadhus are killed. The strength that the Evil Sword Dragon explodes out is definitely at the God Lord level. Not to mention these Sadhus who are not even Spirit Severing Sadhus, even if the female arhat and the two Martial Monk Grandmasters were to stand in front of Zhu Minglang, they would also be killed!
This unstoppable evil made Linghu Ling even more worried. She looked at Zhu Minglang who was slaughtering in the sky and hesitated for a moment. In the end, she did not tell the Yuheng God about Zhu Minglang's possessed state.
She flew to Zhu Minglang's side and said to Zhu Minglang, "There's not much time left. Let's leave this place first."
"Got it!" Zhu Minglang was not obsessed with killing. He sheathed his sword and rode the Reverent Moon White Dragon to the north.
Linghu Ling let out a relieved sigh when she saw Zhu Minglang stopping. It seemed like Zhu Minglang was still conscious. He was only killing because of the grudge between him and Hua Chou.
Linghu Ling knew that since Zhu Minglang had destroyed Hua Chou's soul at the Dragon Gate, only either he or Hua Chou would survive in the Northern Dipper Divine Land. There was no such thing as showing mercy to one's enemy!
"The evil aura has started to enter my body …" Zhu Minglang said.
"There's still some time before dawn," Linghu Ling said.
"The Nightstain Sword is a night sword. It's a lot stronger at night. After dawn, the Nightstain Sword's aura will weaken a lot. It'll be more disadvantageous for me then," Zhu Minglang said.
"Then …" Linghu Ling was momentarily at a loss for words. She felt anxious and helpless when she saw Zhu Minglang's condition.
"There should still be time. If anything happens, I'll cripple my arm. The Nightstain Sword has already corroded my arm," Zhu Minglang said as he raised his left hand.
His left hand had already merged with the Nightstain Sword Dragon. His left hand was basically a part of the Nightstain Sword Dragon.
The Evil Saber Dragon was a newborn Evil Infant Demon Child. It needed life force as its host. If he delayed any longer, Zhu Minglang would not only be corroded by the Evil Saber Dragon's arm, but his entire body.
"It's not a bad idea to only have one arm. Many peerless experts only have one arm," Ling Song said.
After saying that, Ling Song saw Zhu Minglang and Linghu Ling's gaze. He shut his mouth obediently.
… …
When they arrived at Guwang Town, the sky was already bright.
At the edge of the town, Zhu Minglang saw a desolate old manor. There were many abandoned furnaces, iron troughs, weapon racks, foundry workshops …
It seemed that this place was indeed a foundry in the past. It had a glorious past. It was not small, but it was a little old.
Zhu Tianguan was already beside the furnace.
The furnace had clearly been abandoned for too long. Many parts of it had malfunctioned. Zhu Tianguan spent an entire night trying to get it to work again.
The temperature inside the furnace was already rising. It was filled with flammable Fire Dragon Saliva Crystals. Hong Geng had turned into a firesmith. He pushed the wheels of the furnace again and again so that the furnace could grind the saliva crystals faster and make the fire stronger.
"You guys are here. Have you prepared the sword materials?" Zhu Tianguan did not even raise his head. He was washing the sword troughs again and again to ensure that there were no impurities on them.
Zhu Minglang handed the remaining Silver Xi Shards to Zhu Tianguan. At this moment, Linghu Ling pressed down on Zhu Minglang's hand.
"Use your right hand," Linghu Ling reminded him.
Zhu Minglang realized that he was using his left hand to grab the Silver Xi Shards.
He was used to using his right hand to grab things. This action clearly meant that he was being controlled by the Evil Sword Dragon!
Once his left hand touched the Silver Xi Shards, the remaining Silver Xi Shards would most likely be absorbed by the Evil Sword Dragon …
Zhu Minglang broke out in cold sweat.
He felt that he was only a small step away from becoming an immortal. Luckily, Linghu Ling stopped him in time.
Could it be that Linghu Ling was a little immortal sent by Zhengcang to pull him back to the right path at the crucial moment …
Zhu Minglang switched his hand and handed the Silver Xi Shards to Zhu Tianguan. Zhu Tianguan did not touch them with his hand. Instead, he used the boiling hot lava basin to catch the Silver Xi Shards.
"Blood." When Zhu Tianguan was forging, his temperament was different from the usual Old Urchin. He was serious and focused. His eyes were focused on forging. It was no wonder that the double-haired Swordsman, Lou Qian, kept calling him Uncle Handsome and Uncle Tianguan.
"What blood?" Zhu Minglang was puzzled.
"Your blood. It's best if it comes from the mouth of the tiger. Back in the Abandoned Sword Forest, we used the rusted swords that you used to practice swordsmanship. Those rusted swords drank your blood. In order to forge a sword spirit that belongs to you, we need your blood," Zhu Tianguan said.
"Oh, okay!" Zhu Minglang let the Sword Spirit Dragon cut open the web between his thumb and index finger. After that, he let his blood slowly drip onto the slowly melting Silver Xi Shards.
The Silver Xi Shards quickly melted into liquid silver. After mixing with Zhu Minglang's blood, it revealed traces of dark red. Due to the God's blood, this dark red color constantly emitted light during the smelting process. It was brighter and more dazzling than lava. It was not inferior to the liquid Silver Xi Shards at all!
"Alright, you guys can leave now. Leave the rest to me," Zhu Tianguan needed to be absolutely focused. Even the breathing of someone beside him was a distraction.
Hong Geng, the temporary Fire Craftsman, also left. Everyone left the manor and looked at the continuous blue rain in the sky. They could only calm their hearts and wait slowly.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as smoothly as they expected. At the Black Rock Mountain of the ancient manor, rocks began to roll down. Then, the surface of the Black Rock Mountain seemed to be peeled off by some kind of power. The entire mountain was covered with black rocks and fell down. Then, an incomparably terrifying flow of rocks rushed all the way to the ancient manor.
On top of the Black Rock Mountain, a wild dragon with a saw-like back and a body as red as maple fire drilled its way through the mountain. Its towering body swayed in mid-air. Moreover, its body was constantly emitting flames. It was like a fireball that was spewing out from a volcano as it smashed down the mountain!
"Flame Maple Dragon God???"
"Earth Sword Faction!"
Ling Song saw the shocking fire dragon on top of the Black Rock Mountain and was shocked.
"Didn't you say that they wouldn't be able to make it here before noon?" Zhu Minglang looked at the sky. It was still early in the morning!
"Presumably, the Tian Shu and Yuheng's earth veins have already connected. I didn't expect that," Ling Song said.
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