Chapter 4019

A small golden flame was surrounded by small golden body, surrounded all the wind stones and burned.

The hot fireworks led the surrounding temperature to rise straight, and the material around Dongfu was melted rapidly. It was only a tens of square meters of Dongfu. It was melted into football as a short moment.

It turns into nothingness.

Ye Xiong was shocked secretly. In just a hundred years, Xiao Jin's flame became so powerful.

With its atmosphere at this moment, even in the face of Miao Honglian's red lotus demon fire, it is estimated that it has the power of World War I.

Don't bother yourself to spend so much thought on it.

Under the burning of the flame, the wind stones slowly liquid and floating in the flame.

Ye Xiong did not dare to move the wind stone for a little bit. As long as the wind stones leave the flame, they are afraid of half a second, and the liquid state will become solid again.

Lu Qing did not dare to let the liquid be connected together, because if it is connected, the requirements for the flames are higher. He can only make wind petrification into small small water droplets, and all windstones are melted.

Enter the sword model.

"Xiao Jin, come on." The familiar voice came.

Ye Xiong heard the reputation, and saw the old in the air, and the ghost cheered to it.

He found that Dongfu has been gone for a long time. Not only is Dongfu, the entire planet, under the almost perverted flames of Xiaojin, it has become a pit.

A large hole.

This flame force is really scary!

It is worthy of the flames of the fire.

Although the flame is so scary, the stones in the mid -air still have not melted all, and a few are still solid.

Xiaojin is burned one by one. After the melting, keep the wind stones continued to continue liquid with flames, and then attack the next one with the main fire.

The start speed is fast, but slowly, the speed is getting slower and slower, indicating that it is also exhausted.

"Xiao Jin, persist again." Ye Xiong encouraged.

One day, three days, a week.

After a week, finally, the last windstone was melted.

"Very good, okay."

Ye Xiongyuan is driven, and all small water beads in the air are gathered into a piece and turned into a pool of water.

"Entering."

In the air, all water droplets enter the sword mold in an instant.

Xiao Jin stopped the flame in an instant, and the body surface was very dim. It was like the star fire in the wind.

"Little gold, quickly enter the Bodhi tree." Ye Xiong said anxiously.

He couldn't destroy Xiao Jin in order to cast a sword.

Xiao Jinhua became a little Mars and entered his body without seeing it.

Ye Xiong's eyes fell on the sword mold. When he thought he was finally successful, he suddenly bombed.

The hard sword mold cannot bear the huge heat emitted by the wind and stone coagulation, and it is bombed.

"No!" Ye Xiong took his heart.

Could it be possible, you have to lose a lot.

When he mentioned his neck and eyes, a gray sword was suspended in the air, and the sword was shaped.

Ye Xiong grabbed his right hand, held the sword in his hand, and glanced at it, and he was worried about half ginseng.

What I like is that the sword has finally been cast, not bad; what is worried is that this sword is too ugly!

The body surface is uneven and potholes, just like the surface of the moon; what makes him most unacceptable is that the tip of the sword is not formed, because when the liquid has not flowed into a sword tip, the sword mold has been exploded, so the sword tip is flat, and it looks like it looks very flat.

Like ... popsicles.

"This is not so much a sword, it is better to say that it is burning a fire stick." Ye Xiong cried and laughed.

The two women fell from the sky and came to him, and wanted to see what the sword he spent more than a hundred years was different.

"The sword is used to fight, and it is not a wife. What is the relationship between ugliness? It is easy to use." Isa comforted her.

Ye Xiong nodded, and felt that the ultimate purpose of the weapon was fighting.

"Don't you like to pretend to be forced. Although this sword is ugly. When others look down on, they are alarming and shocked the world. Isn't you just right?" The ghost said.

Hahaha!

Ye Xiong couldn't help laughing.

Those who know me, ghost, this sword is simply pretending to be an artifact!

Ye Xiong condensed the Buddha's demon sword and cut off the gray sword fiercely. When the powerful Buddha sword cut the sword body, he actually left only a faint trace. After wiping it, the traces no longer existed.

The powerful defense power is definitely what he has never seen in his life.

Next, he injected all his vitality into the sword body. Suddenly, the sword body was full of light, and the two vitality of the black devil alternated.

Ordinary swords, if Ye Xiong injected so much vitality, it must be buzzing, worse, and even fried swords directly.

But this sword, except for the prosperity, does not feel at all, indicating that Ye Xiong's current vitality does not reach the maximum load of the sword.

A sword split.

The monstrous swordsmanship seems to split the sky in half.

What satisfied him most was to use this sword to perform tricks, which consumes much less vitality than condensing the Buddha's magic sword.

Looking at this ugly sword, Ye Xiong watched the more you like.

"Did you name the sword?" Ghost.

"Not yet, do you think about it, what is better for this sword?"

The two women thought about it. After a while, the ghost said: "This sword is made of windstone. It is best to bring a wind word, and it is obtained in the storm area.

"Storm sword feels a bit ordinary, called Fenglei sword better." Ye Xiong said.

"Wind Thunder Sword is good, but there is no thunder attribute in this sword."

"There will be in the future."

Ye Xiong has long had ideas. As long as he puts the sword into the green thunder bamboo, attracts the power of the thunderbolt, and sooner or later he will bring it.

"This sword is cast in Kyushu civilization. It is better to add the word Kyushu more?" Isa suggested.

"Kyushu Wind Thunder Sword, so overbearing name, I like it." Ye Xiong laughed.

After receiving the sword, Ye Xiong immediately entered the inner world to check the situation of Xiaojin.

In order to help him cast a sword, Xiao Jin consumed too much, Ye Xiong really worried about it.

Inner world, on the bodhi tree, a leaf.

The Bodhi torch has entered the sleeping, and the body surface is very weak, and it will dissipate at any time.

Fortunately, the Bodhi tree can bring it to the consumption of its energy to nourish its consumption. I believe that the fake time, Xiaojin will be able to recover.

Ye Xiong came to Qinglei Bamboo. In the past, there were only a green thunder bamboo with a thick bamboo -like bamboo.

"Raising soldiers for thousands of days, using soldiers for a while, if you don't bring my thunder attributes for my sword, I will drive you out."

Qing Leizhu has entered his inner world for more than two thousand years. In fact, in fact, except for obtaining it, he has not contributed. This time it does not contribute a little. He really wants to scold people.

Ye Xiong cut off a bamboo and inserted the sword into the bamboo.

Endless thunder and lightning, instantly enter the sword body.
Chapter completed!