After conquering the volcanic factory, Lao Bolong finally found a suitable cloud furnace.

In other words, the core of the entire volcanic factory is a huge cloud furnace that continuously extracts power and supplies the entire factory.

Although Lao Bolun cannot completely drive the entire power of the entire Yunjian Furnace, it is very simple to cast a sword.

In front of Lao Bolun, a long sword was floating, with a slender body, covered with cloud patterns, and the word "Zhuang" on the hilt of the sword was also hung.

The sword body was flashing with a golden light, which was the light of "the oil of time and space".

"Master, we can use not much time and space oil, so we can only forge such a thin sword..." Lao Bolong was a little regretful. At present, all the time and space oil consumption in the manor depends on the "lock picker without randomness", and the conversion efficiency of the lock picker without randomness is really pitiful.

But even with such a sword, its power is very amazing. Inside it, there seems to be some force trying to rush out. The nearby space is twisting in waves. If it weren't for the cloud furnace, it seems that it would be about to swallow everything around.

Zhuang Buyuan reached out and wanted to reach out to grab it, but Lao Bolun hurriedly said, "Be careful, this thing is very dangerous..."

Next to it, Tianfeng also said: "I remember that every Yunjin long sword is cast, there will be a large number of craftsmen buried with him. Because the forging process is so dangerous, it is so dangerous that even the owner of the manor is unwilling to get close. He just fills it with the sword-casting master's life..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Zhuang Buyuan had already grabbed the long sword.

The twisted space near the long sword seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and immediately became obedient.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it..." Tian Feng suddenly remembered that the guy in front of him was a monster who was not afraid of even the blood of time.

Yun Jin's power comes from the oil of time and space. The oil of time and space is transformed from the blood of time. I'm afraid... I can't hurt him at all.

Zhuang Buyuan grabbed the long sword in his hand, looked left and right, very curious, and then stretched out his claws to test it.

"hiss".

This sword was very sharp and cut Zhuang Buyuan's hand in an instant.

A drop of blood rolled down, forming a bloodline on the blade.

"Master, what do you want me to say..." Lao Bolong could only shake his head.

The owner of the manor who was not injured by the power of space but was injured by the sword blade is probably the first one...

"Master, this sword is still a non-complete product now, and it is still the last step away from being quenched with the blood of time! After this step, the power of the Yunjin Long Sword can be controlled." Lao Boong said, "The more blood of time is consumed in this step, the better. If the blood of time is not enough in the middle of the process, it may affect the power of the sword. I don't have much time. Do you think you should take some blood of time?"

"Take the blood of time?" Zhuang Buyuan grinned, "It's so troublesome to get blood. I have a better way..."

"A better way?" Both Lao Bo Long and Tian Feng were confused. After a moment, Tian Feng was speechless, "No..."

A few minutes later, Zhuang Buyuan stabbed the sword in his hand into the muscles of time.

In an instant, a golden light burst out from the silver skin of time.

The sound of "squeaking..." sounded, as if the blood of time was evaporated by the power of the Yunjin Long Sword, and it was like countless blood of time, absorbed by the Yunjin Long Sword.

There is no doubt that this quenching consumes a lot of time blood, but this is just a long sword. No matter how much it consumes, it will be a drop in the bucket for the muscles of time.

It took a few minutes before Yunjin's long sword calmed down.

Zhuang Buyuan reached out and pulled Yunjin's long sword out of the wound of the muscle of time.

At that moment, Zhuang Buyuan felt that he and the long sword seemed to have some strange resonance.

The moment he held the sword, he felt his body lightening, as if the influence of gravity on it had disappeared, his body floated up and hung in the air.

Microscopically, gravity comes from certain special quantums; macroscopically, gravity is actually the bending of space.

Therefore, it can also control gravity by manipulating space.

The owners of the manor obviously do not understand the principles, but they still apply time and space in all aspects, and the Industrial Party has taken this utilization to the extreme.

Whether it is the war giant dog flying in the air or passing through space; or the cloud furnace or the gimbal anvil, they are actually using this power.

At this time, this power was condensed into a weapon.

Lao Bolong and Indigo were near the back door.

Seeing Zhuang Buyuan coming out of the muscles of time, Indigo said: "The Yunjin Long Sword is difficult to control. I have learned it before. I can teach you how to use it..."

Then he suddenly realized that Zhuang Buyuan was not actually coming here.

His feet did not hit the ground, they were flying in the air.

"I think I have mastered it." Zhuang Buyuan felt the sword in his hand.

Holding the sword, he seemed to be able to see every wrinkle in the space. He stepped out with one foot. It was clearly void, but it seemed like his feet were down to earth. His body firmly locked the space around him, and it didn't move at all.

Back then, the Nashenians seemed to have used this principle to invent the war giant dog that could run in the air.

"Master, you are the most genius person I have ever met." Tian Feng sincerely praised, "Your understanding of manipulating time and space is amazing."

"Ah hey, look at my awesomeness!" Zhuang Buyuan was praised and immediately became proud. He waved his long sword and slashed randomly.

A few seconds later, Zhuang Buyuan covered a wound on his arm with tears in his eyes.

"But... you are definitely the worst swordsman I have ever seen in my life." Indigo? shook his head.

Can you hurt yourself even by wielding a long sword? There is no one else!

"Bah, what a broken sword! I'd better use my fist gloves!" Zhuang Buyuan threw the Yunjin sword in his hand to the ground.

"Master, let me try it?" Tian Feng reached out and wanted to give it a try.

He bent down to pick up the sword, but the moment his palm touched the sword, he suddenly felt the picture in front of him change.

A monster that looked like a dragon and a tree was looking down at him, roaring angryly at him.

"roar!"

Tianfeng was so scared that his whole body trembled. With a "clang", the sword fell to the ground again.

"What the hell is this?" Tian Feng stared at him, "How come he looks... like... like..."

Tian Feng shook his head: "Master, you should come... I really can't use this sword..."

...

At the same time, in Fusang Prefecture, strong winds were howling.

The temperature difference created by the volcano formed a hurricane, and the hurricane was expanding wildly at this time.

Disaster comes again.

In front of Qianwu's house, countless people gathered there in the strong wind.

"Former Lord Wu, please save us..."

"Please save Fusang..."

"If the hurricane lands in Fusang, Fusang will be really finished..."

Before the house, there were many police officers standing guard.

Not long ago, the police stood in front of the door to alert the violent groups inside and to deal with the situation urgently. Now, they have become the gatekeepers of Qianwu.

In addition to these policemen, there are many men in black suits who stand in front of the door with their chests and belly erect. Even the raging wind cannot blow away the pride on their faces.

This scene of police and members of the violent group standing guard together is really ridiculous, but in Fusang Prefecture, no one felt it was inappropriate.

Because the current Qianwu is no longer a member of the violent group, but a hero and savior of Fusang Prefecture. It is not an exaggeration to enjoy the highest treatment.

But the question is, can their savior save them?

"It's not that the former Wu Master Wu didn't want to take action. It's because the enemy's weapons are too dominant. We are still looking for weapons for the former Wu Master..." A member of the violent group who looked like a cadre was still appeaseing the people at the door.

"Please rest assured, the former Master Wu will not sit idly by, but the former Master Wu also needs to prepare..."

"When will Master Wu be ready for the past..."

"What if you can't find the right weapon?"

Although the people wholeheartedly hoped that Qianwu would win, they could not help but worry.

"Don't worry, even if you can't find a weapon, former Master Wu will definitely think of other solutions..." The violent league cadres could only explain this.

The people obviously don't have any special trust.

Looking at the expressions of these people, the cadres were very helpless.

Finally, he changed from a member of the violent group to a Fuso hero respected by everyone, but how many days can this hero be?

Either the former Master Wu wanted to share his life with his life, or the land in Fusang Prefecture was destroyed.

Without Fusang Prefecture, why are you still a hero in Fusang!

At this moment, a commotion came and a news spread among the people.

The gun prophet Orion, invited by Nut State, had a big battle with the enemy earlier, but it failed in the end and could not stop Indigo?

Even the prophets of guns failed, what should they do?

Can former Master Wu be more powerful than the gun prophet?

"We former Master Wu are the strongest!"

"It must be more powerful than the gun prophet!"

"Yes, as long as we can find the weapon..."

At this time, they could only comfort themselves like this, because once they lost hope, they would be doomed.
To be continued...