A figure flashed in the air, and a Taoist with a expressionless face and a sharp breath all over his body stepped on a cold light and fell from the sky.

This Taoist is the same as Yu Yu, but his aura is very different on his body. There are black and white eyeballs that are not ordinary in his eyes. There are countless extremely sharp and extremely sharp sword lights intertwined, and the "clang" collision sounds from his eyes can be heard faintly.

Ji Hao had already understood Yu Yu's Taoist Dharma deeply. He knew that this Taoist must be one of the three incarnations of Taoist Yu Yu. Judging from his fierce sword intent, he must be the incarnation of Taoist Yu Yu with his supreme sword instinct.

He stepped on the fire cloud and came to the Taoist. Ji Hao bowed to the Taoist and shouted respectfully: "Master."

The Taoist held a clear blue sword as clear as water. The sword light suddenly spurted out several feet away in his eyes. He shouted in a tough voice: "What a shameless old wood. He ignored his face and actually used his true body to attack the younger generation. Unfortunately, he walked fast, otherwise he would have to split his face just now and see how thick his face was!"

A smile was forced out on his stiff and cold face. The Taoist reached out to help him, and an invisible force made Ji Hao stand up. The Taoist nodded and looked at Ji Hao for a while with satisfaction, turned around, and bowed to the golden crow crutch in the hands of the Ya Gong.

"Fellow Daoist Fusang, you are so interested!" The Taoist's tone was still cold, his voice was hard and cold, just like the roar of two supreme divine tips colliding with each other, shaking the eardrums.

"Fellow Taoist Yu Yu, I haven't seen you for a long time." Fusang Wood showed the phantom of the original body from the golden crow's crutch, and the rumbling words sounded in everyone's heart: "Last time we met, you took Taoist Bao to my place and asked me for a few branches to make the materials for sword refining. Can you make any good treasures?"

Taoist Yu Yu nodded: "A set of nine Pure Yang Fusang swords is still nourishing in my Taoist veins. Since the fellow Taoist has come out of the mountain, I will take care of this little disciple of Daoist in the future."

Fusangmu laughed a few times, and a phantom scattered into the golden crow crutch and stopped saying a word.

Taoist Yu Yu nodded, he turned around and looked at the Pangu sword in Ji Hao's hand, and slowly said, "Good sword, such a good sword, it's really a top-level divine object. It's just that it has not been formed for a long time and has not yet been born with spirituality. Well, I will fulfill him today."

Holding the blue long sword in his left hand, Taoist Yu Yu held the sword tip with his right hand and wiping it hard. With a crisp sound, the flesh of his palm was cut open, and strands of sharp and concise sword light sprayed out from his palm and turned into countless flying thorns. The sharp and unstoppable runes were scattered into the Pangu sword.

Ji Hao could see clearly that if these runes were disassembled, they were all the mysteries in Yu Yu's swordsmanship. The supreme swordsmanship was condensed and formed by the incarnation of Yu Yu's Taoist, and forcibly imprinted in Pangu's sword.

The Pangu sword shook slightly. At first, there was only a very subtle sound of sword sound. Later, the sound of sword sound gradually became louder and louder. At the end, the sword sounded, and the starry sky around the vast wilderness shook violently, and waves of transparent ripples visible to the naked eye spread around, scaring dozens of ancient stars nearby to flash, and their trajectory had undergone subtle changes, as if they were dodging the supreme sword intent released on the Pangu sword.

Ji Hao felt that the Pangu sword was becoming more and more spiritual, and it seemed that it could break through the air at any time and kill people in the air. This sword seemed to have become a master with the ultimate sword cultivation. As long as you hold him and swing it at will, it would be the supreme sword technique and the flawless sword move.

This sword suddenly came alive, like a giant beast that had been sleeping for countless years. He had only one body left and suddenly lived. He had his own instinct and consciousness. He was ready to drink the blood of his prey.

A trace of sharpness made Ji Hao's palm feel a slight stinging sword intent gush out of the Pangu sword. As the sword master, they all felt this way. The Crow Gong and the Golden Crow Elders who were originally standing next to Ji Hao had already retreated thousands of miles away. They could not bear this sharp sword intent at all. If they got closer, their souls would be torn to pieces by the sword intent.

"It's basically done. It's always warm to use your own Taoist fetus to keep warm. It's not difficult to spit out a sword light in the future to kill the enemy billions of miles away." Taoist Yu Yu nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the golden crows who were screaming in the distance.

"Golden Crow? And the three-legged golden crow bloodline in the body is so strong? Fellow Fusang spent money this time... It seems that he is obsessed with the fall of Donghuang Taiyi back then." Taoist Yu Yu smiled indifferently: "This is also your Dharma-protecting Taoist soldier, disciple, right? It's talented and weaker. There is a Pure Yang Zhujue Sword Formation here, which is just for them to practice."

The fingers flicked the green sword. With the sound of the sword, countless extremely thin green sword silks came out, accurately hitting the eyebrows of the golden crows that had been hit by billions of golden crows. The golden crows were tilted back at the same time, and golden wings were spread out from behind. A suffocating stern and murderous aura continued to spread from their bodies.

In the blink of an eye, a sword formation with amazing killing power was engraved in the depths of the soul, as if they had been acting for countless years. Taoist Yu Yu's methods were really incredible, and he was really willing to work hard on Ji Hao.

"There is a sword formation, and there are Taoist soldiers to set up the formation, but there is still a shortage of swords to meet the situation." Taoist Yu Yu smiled stiffly and nodded to the golden crow crutch in the hands of the Ya Gong: "Fellow Dao Sang, you and I have put in some effort?"

With a loud bang, the golden crow crutch turned into the huge body of Fusang wood. Countless huge branches swayed violently, and the sound of Fusang wood rumbling: "Take some branches away. Well, countless sun crystal stones have accumulated in the sun world, including the crystal marrow of billions of years, which are just used to refine swords."

With the sound of "crack", hundreds of huge branches of Fusang wood fell off on their own. With the sound of "crack", these branches decomposed on their own and turned into golden wooden swords one foot or two inches long flying in the air.

Taoist Yu Yu took a deep breath and waved his hands to the sun world. A continent formed by a huge sun crystal stone in a radius of millions of miles was pulled out of the sun world by him.

With a little in the air with his right hand, the huge continent collapsed and turned into strands of extremely pure sun essence fires flying in the air, constantly injecting into the sword embryo made of Fusang wood. With the squeaking sound, Taoist Yu Yu condensed these sun essence fires into exquisite sword talismans and constantly imprinted on the wooden swords. Soon, these wooden swords also emitted a faint sword intent, and the sword body became crystal clear like forged by crystal stones.

Taoist Yu Yu and Fusangmu joined forces and spent a whole month refining countless golden flying swords, and each golden crow soldier happened to have one.

After the sword was completed, Taoist Yu Yu reminded Ji Hao a few more words, especially asking him to be careful of Taoist Mu and Taoist Hua, and then he left and returned to the depths of Hongmeng.
Chapter completed!