Chapter 1016 God-Given Divine Sword

After conquering the volcano factory, Old Banglong finally found a suitable cloud furnace.

In other words, the core of the entire volcano factory is a huge furnace in the clouds, which continuously extracts power and supplies it to the entire factory.

Although Old Banglong cannot fully drive all the power of the entire Yunjian Furnace, it is very simple to forge a sword.

In front of Lao Honglong, there was a long sword floating in the air. The sword was slender and covered with cloud patterns. There was also the word "Zhuang" on the hilt.

The blade of the sword shone with golden light, which was the light of the "oil of time and space".

"Master, we don't have much time and space oil that we can use, so we can only forge such a thin sword..." Old Banglong was a little regretful. Currently, all the time and space oil consumption in the manor depends on "Can't Live" "Chaos lock picking device", and the conversion efficiency of living lock picking device is really pitifully low.

But even for such a sword, its power is very amazing. Inside it, there seems to be some force that wants to rush out. The nearby space is distorted. If it is not bound by the cloud furnace, it seems that it will swallow everything around. .

Zhuang Buyuan stretched out his hand to grab it, but Lao Honglong hurriedly said: "Master Zhuang, be careful, this thing is very dangerous..."

Next to him, Indigo also said: "I remember that every time a Yunjin long sword was forged, a large number of craftsmen would be buried with it, because the forging process was so dangerous that even the manor owner was unwilling to get close. They all use the swordsmith’s life to pay for it..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhuang Buyuan grabbing 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..." Indigo suddenly remembered that the guy in front of him was a monster who wasn't even afraid of the blood of time.

Yunjin'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... it 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 paw 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 blood line on the blade.

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

It is estimated that this is the first manor owner who was injured by the sword blade instead of the power of space...

"Master, this sword is still an unfinished product. It still needs the last step, which is to temper it with the blood of time! Only after this step can the power of the Yunjin sword be controlled." Old Honglang said, "This step , the more time blood is consumed, the better. If the time blood is not enough in the middle, it may affect the power of the sword. I don’t have much time blood here, do you think you should get some more time blood?”

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

"What's a better way?" Both Lao Banglong and Indigo were at a loss. After a moment, Indigo was speechless, "No..."

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

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

The sound of "squeak, squeak, squeak..." sounded, as if the blood of time was being evaporated by the power of the Yunjin sword, or as if countless amounts of time blood were being absorbed by the Yunjin 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 is consumed, it is just a drop in the bucket for the time muscle.

After a few minutes, Yunjin Changjian calmed down.

Zhuang Buyuan stretched out his hand and pulled the Yunjin 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 long sword, he felt his body become lighter, as if the influence of gravity had disappeared, and his body flew up and hung in the air.

From a microscopic perspective, gravity comes from certain special quanta; from a macroscopic perspective, gravity is actually the curvature of space.

So manipulating space can also control gravity.

The manor owners obviously did not understand the principle, but they still used time and space in every aspect, and the Industrial Party took this use to the extreme.

Whether it is the giant war dog flying in the sky and traveling through space; or the furnace in the clouds and the anvil of the cloud platform, they all use this power.

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

Lao Honglong and Indigo were waiting near the back door.

Seeing Zhuang Buyuan come out of the Muscle of Time, Indigo said: "The Yunjin sword is difficult to operate. I have learned it before. I can teach you how to use it..."

Then he suddenly discovered that Zhuang Buyuan didn't actually come here.

His feet did not touch the ground, he was simply flying in the air.

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

Holding the sword, he seemed to be able to see every fold in the space. He stepped out, and it was clearly in the void, but it seemed to be down to earth. His body was firmly locked in the surrounding space, motionless.

The Naxunlians seemed to have used this principle to invent giant war dogs that could run in the air.

"Master, you are the most genius person I have ever seen." Indigo complimented sincerely, "Your understanding of controlling time and space is truly amazing."

"Ah, look how good I am!" Zhuang Buyuan was praised, and he suddenly became proud. He waved his long sword and slashed randomly.

A few seconds later, Zhuang Buyuan was about to cry without tears, covering a wound on his arm.

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

Can you hurt yourself by swinging a sword? There is no one else!

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

"Master, let me try?" Indigo stretched out his hand, wanting to try.

He bent down to pick up the long sword, but the moment his palm touched the long sword, he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him changed.

A monster that looked like a dragon or a tree was overlooking him and roared angrily at him.

"Roar!"

Indigo trembled with fright, and with a clang, the sword fell to the ground again.

"What on earth is this?" Indigo glared, "Why does it look... like... like..."

Indigo shook his head: "Master, you'd better do it... I really can't use this sword..."

…

At the same time, in Fusang Prefecture, the wind was howling.

The temperature difference caused by the volcano formed a hurricane, and the hurricane was expanding crazily.

Disaster strikes again.

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

"Master Qian Wu, please save us..."

"Please save Fusang..."

"If a hurricane lands in Fusang, Fusang will be really doomed..."

There were many police officers standing guard in front of the house.

Not long ago, the police stood in front of this gate to be alert to the violent gangs inside and to deal with the situation urgently. But now, they have become the gatekeepers of Qianwu.

In addition to these policemen, there were many men in black suits standing in front of the door with their chests and bellies raised. Even the raging wind could not blow away the pride on their faces.

This scene of police and violent gang members standing guard together is really ridiculous, but no one in Fuso Prefecture thinks it is inappropriate.

Because now Qianwu is no longer a member of a violent gang, but the hero and savior of Fuso State, no matter how high the treatment he enjoys, it is not an exaggeration.

But the question is, can their savior save them?

"It's not that Mr. Qianwu doesn't want to take action, it's because the enemy's weapons are too dominant. We are still looking for weapons for Mr. Qianwu..." A member of a violent group who looked like a cadre was still at the door to comfort the people.

"Don't worry, Master Qianwu will definitely not sit idly by, but Master Qianwu also needs to prepare..."

"When will Master Qianwu be ready..."

"What if you never find the right weapon?"

Although the people wholeheartedly hope that Qianwu will win, they can't help but worry.

"Don't worry, even if you can't find the weapon, Mr. Qian Wu will definitely be able to think of other ways..." The cadre of the violent group could only explain this.

People obviously don't trust him very much.

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

He finally transformed from a member of a violent gang to a Fuso hero respected by everyone, but how many more days can he remain a hero?

Either Mr. Qian Wu will sacrifice his life, or Fusang Prefecture Lu Shen will perish.

Without Fusang Prefecture, how can we be Fusang Heroes?

At this moment, there was a commotion and a piece of news spread wildly among the people.

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

Even the Prophet of Guns failed, what should they do?

Can Master Qian Wu be more powerful than the Prophet of Guns?

"Our former Master Wu is the strongest!"

"Must be more powerful than the Prophet of Guns!"

"Yes, as long as we can find weapons..."

At this time, they can only comfort themselves because once they lose hope, they will be beyond redemption.

But such self-comfort is so pale.

"The wind is getting stronger and stronger. Everyone, you should go back. There is no use staying here..." The cadres braved the strong wind to reassure everyone and wanted to let everyone leave.

At this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

Then, a huge sound came from the sky.

"This divine sword is given to you, Qianwu, go ahead!"

Everyone looked up and saw a golden light shooting quickly and a loud bang!

In front of Qianwu's door, a large pit exploded, and a long sword shining with golden light was quietly inserted into the pit.

"who?"

"Could it be that the gods appeared?"

"What's this?"

The onlookers were shocked and surprised.

Amid the panic of the crowd, Qianwu slowly walked out of the courtyard.

The wind howled, and his clothes flew everywhere.

He walked step by step into the pit, grabbed the long sword, and pulled it out.

In an instant, the wind and rain stopped around him, and his clothes started to fly as if they were in the water.

After grabbing the hilt of the sword and swinging it twice, Qianwu smiled.

This feeling of using arms and fingers is completely different from when using Zhuang Buyuan's original form.

Even if they are deprived of their identity, the skills of the avatar who visits privately in private will not disappear.

Orion, the prophet of guns, has been fighting on the battlefield all his life. His marksmanship is like a god and he knows all kinds of weapons well.

The former military commander practiced the swordsmanship of Fuso Prefecture, and using the sword was even easier.

"Since God has given me the divine sword, I will weigh the enemy's worth again!"

Qianwu's figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the air.