There was deathly silence in Wanbingfang, except for the low humming of Xiaoyue inserted on the sword-making platform.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the knife, and they even breathed softly subconsciously.
Time passed bit by bit, and a quarter of an hour passed. Except for the sound of the magma bubbles bursting, there was no movement around.
"What? There's no reaction at all!" The tiger demon next to him muttered impatiently.
Lin Qingyang took a deep breath, cursing inwardly why the broken sword hadn't come out yet. She secretly glanced at Cang Mo next to her through her sunglasses, only to find that the other party was also looking at her.
Lin Qingyang looked away in a panic. Why was this guy staring at him instead of looking at his own knife? He wasn't really going to sacrifice his knife to him, was he? He couldn't help but touch his neck, feeling more and more nervous.
At this time, the ground suddenly shook violently, and the magma flowing around it began to roll violently, as if boiling, and countless flaming red magma exploded.
"Here we come!" Lin Qingyang said warily.
The vibrations became more and more intense. The ground cracked under the vibrations, and hot magma splashed out from the gaps. The disciples nearby hurriedly avoided it, and everyone looked around nervously.
Just hearing a loud "boom", a dark red shadow broke through the viscous magma, and with a monstrous heat and evil spirit, it shot out into the sky and hung in the air.
It was not a sword in the conventional sense. The sword body was forcibly pieced together from countless broken iron pieces. Each piece showed a different color and texture. The joints were flowing with a blood-like dark red light, pulsing like blood vessels, exuding a disgusting blood and demonic aura. This was the "monster" refined by Tie Zhenshan using demon blood and the fragments of the Nine Heaven Sword.
Buzz--!!!"
An extremely sharp and harsh metal sound suddenly sounded, causing eardrums to hurt. The disciples with low cultivation levels immediately covered their ears in pain, with a look of pain on their faces. Lin Qingyang was so shocked that his head was dizzy, and the ground shook. His body became unsteady and he fell directly towards the lava next to him. Then his arm was tightly held, and his whole body was pulled back.
Lin Qingyang bumped into Cang Mo, raised her eyes to look at him, and said after being stunned, "Thank you... thank you!"
Cang Mo looked at him without saying anything, and finally let go of his hand for a while. Lin Qingyang touched the arm that was so painful from being scratched, and looked up to see that Cang Mo was still staring at him. No, what are you looking at me for? Looking at the sword!
"My sword!" A disciple of Shenjian Mountain suddenly shouted, the long sword in his hand trembled violently uncontrollably, and then he let go and flew towards the huge demon sword in mid-air.
The demonic sword was suspended in mid-air, with blood glowing all over its body. It was like a huge magnet vortex, trying to suck away the weapons in everyone's hands.
"Hold the weapon!" Mo Yan said loudly, holding the thunder mace tightly to resist the suction force of the demon sword.
However, the disciples with low cultivation couldn't control it at all. The sword in their hands flew out and rushed towards the demon sword in the air. As soon as it touched the red light around the demon sword, it softened and twisted instantly, making a sound of metal squeezing. Then it was directly "swallowed" by the demon sword and merged into a part of the sword body.
The size of the demon sword also increased, and the red light on the sword became more and more demonic. However, the demon sword Xiao Yue on the stone platform was still firmly inserted there without moving at all. The demon sword crossed the sword body unwillingly, turning into an afterimage, and carrying the power of destroying the world, it stabbed straight at Xiao Yue!
There was a "boom" sound, and a burst of dust and smoke rose up from the stone platform. The next moment, the demon sword flew out from it and hung in the air. An obvious crack appeared on the sword.
The dust and smoke dissipated, and Cang Mo stood on the stone platform, holding a long knife and looking at the demon knife with a cold expression, and the demonic aura rising around him.
The demon sword seemed to be irritated, and let out a sharper roar. The surrounding magma was sucked up, forming dark red water columns, flowing towards the sword body. Under the high temperature, the red light of the sword body became more intense, and the cracks slowly disappeared.
Cang Mo narrowed his eyes and stared at the demon sword, his amber eyes tinged with a hint of excitement. The whistling moon in his hand buzzed, and the wind around him suddenly rose, rolling up the gravel under his feet. A flash of fierceness flashed in Cang Mo's eyes, and he turned his wrist, and the black blade cut through the air, bringing up a half-moon-shaped blade as black as ink, and slashed hard at the demon sword!
The swords collided, and an earth-shaking loud noise broke out. The terrifying air wave was centered on the impact point and spread wildly in all directions. The hard obsidian ground instantly shattered into powder, and all the nearby monsters and humans were knocked to the ground by this air wave.
The invincible demon sword let out a shrill cry under Xiao Yue's heavy blow. The magma that surged around it fell back in all directions, falling to the ground and igniting flames. Amid the scream of the demon sword, the cracks on the sword quickly expanded and spread. With a loud noise, the huge sword exploded, and the scattered iron pieces flew away, smashing into the surrounding mountain walls, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.
Lin Qingyang dodged the falling gravel and saw that the monsters around him were shaken to pieces, so he quickly turned around and ran to the human disciples.
"What are you waiting for? Run quickly!" Lin Qingyang shouted.
Hearing this, everyone quickly helped up the injured disciple and ran out desperately on the shaky ground. Lu Qing pulled Lu Ming to follow him out. Feng Shu and Lei Cheng held Mo Yan, one holding Mo Yan, and the other pulled Tie Feng.
As soon as they reached the exit, the hawk demon spread its wings and landed in front of everyone. The tiger demon and several demon clans also surrounded them.
"Still want to run?" the harpy sneered.
As soon as the words came out, Lin Qingyang suddenly threw two dark balls towards them. The demons quickly dodged. The black balls hit the ground and exploded with two muffled sounds. Two streams of yellow smoke that were too thick to be dissolved instantly exploded, with a suffocating smell. The stench and strong irritation instantly caused the demons and humans present to shed tears and get into a mess. Compared to the humans, the demons with a keen sense of smell were obviously more severely affected. They covered their noses and rolled on the ground. The tiger demon even rolled his eyes and was fainted.
"Hurry up and run towards the teleportation array! Ugh!" Lin Qingyang shouted, covering her nose.
Under the cover of smoke, a group of human disciples stumbled towards the exit.
The hawk demon covered his nose and tried to catch up, but was choked by the yellow smoke and coughed repeatedly, causing him to retching.
In the center of the smoke, Cang Mo built an invisible barrier all around to isolate the stinky yellow smoke. A normal-sized sword fell at his feet, which was the body of the demon sword. The sword was covered with obvious cracks and had an obvious gap. At this time, his power was exhausted and he lay on the ground unresponsive.
With a wave of Cang Mo's black knife, a wave of air quickly dispersed the nauseating yellow smoke around him. At the gate of Wanbingfang, all the human monks had already run away, leaving only the demon race lying on the ground, with snot and tears on his face.
"Your Majesty, they ran away! I will lead my men to chase them now!" the hawk demon said, covering his mouth.
"No need." Cang Mo said coldly, looked at the "Nine Heaven Sword" on the ground, and ordered, "Take this back!"
The hawk demon was a little surprised, but still responded, "Yes!"
Cang Mo put away the knife, but his eyes were still staring at the direction where everyone was fleeing at the gate, his eyes dark and unclear.