"Refining the broken sword, do you need some means?"

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing frowned, and asked with some doubts: "Fangtian, you mean, put them in the sword?"

　　

　　 "Not bad!" Funeral said in a low tone: "There is a small world within the Divine Sword, which can settle thousands of people from the Earthling race.

　　

　　 It's just that the Excalibur is broken and damaged. I wonder if the small world in the sword collapsed? "

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing nodded slightly, and continued to ask: "If the small world of the Excalibur is broken, can you fix it?"

　　

　　 "It should be possible, but I have to see first, to what extent the divine sword is damaged." Funeral replied solemnly.

　　

　　 "Okay!" Ji Tianxing nodded to express his understanding, and said in anticipation: "Then let's wait patiently. After the earth spirits move away from the mountain, you will refine the mountain."

　　

　　 After that, he flew towards the sacred mountain and landed on the top of the sacred mountain.

　　

　　 Shi Zhongjian was standing on the top of the mountain, and when he saw his arrival, he smiled and said to him: "Prince Ji, King Jinshan has announced the news and is discussing this matter with the elders in the palace.

　　

　　 This news is really a bit sudden to the people of the Earthlings... They need a little time, you have to wait patiently. "

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing was mentally prepared, and nodded and said, "It's okay, I believe Jinshan King will handle it."

　　

　　 Sure enough, after an hour, the palace hall, which was noisy, gradually recovered its silence.

　　

　　 Those elders who were emotional and opposed, were finally persuaded by King Jinshan, and silently accepted this fact.

　　

　　 Next, many elders and guards began to convey the order of the King of the Golden Mountain, leading the people of the Earthling tribe to evacuate the mountain.

　　

　　 Although the people don’t understand, they are extremely reluctant to leave their homes where they have lived for many years.

　　

　　 However, the earthling people are simple and kind, and they dare not object to the orders and decisions of the king of the tribe.

　　

　　 They packed their bags, brought their belongings, dragged their families away from their homes and homes, and evacuated the mountain one after another.

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing arranged a huge defensive array in the forest under the sacred mountain to protect the people of the Earthling tribe.

　　

　　 Within half a day, more than 5,000 people of the Turin tribe evacuated the mountain and entered the defensive array to rest and wait.

　　

　　 By the evening, everyone evacuated the mountain.

　　

　　 Jinshan King came to the top of the mountain and reported the situation to Ji Tianxing.

　　

　　 "Master Ji, all the people of my clan have withdrawn from the sacred mountain, please take back the sacred mountain."

　　

　　 "Thank you Jinshan King!" Ji Tianxing bowed to him to express his gratitude, then stretched out his right palm, and his luck moved the black vortex in his palm.

　　

　　 "Huh!"

　　

　　The whirlpool flew out from the palm of the palm and turned into a huge black hole, falling from the sky to cover the sacred mountain.

　　

　　 In a blink of an eye, the entire sacred mountain was completely shrouded by black holes.

　　

　　 Although God Mountain is a broken sword, it still possesses certain strength and spirituality.

　　

　　 Sensing the call of Funeral Sky, the mountain passed through the black hole and flew into the tomb of the sword god.

　　

　　 When Ji Tianxing recovered the mysterious black hole, the entire sacred mountain disappeared, leaving only a huge pit on the ground.

　　

　　 Thousands of people of the Earthling tribe, watching the sacred mountain disappear, all showed a deep expression of reluctance.

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing did not waste any time. After taking back the mountain, he summoned the little black dragon and sat on the back of the little black dragon.

　　

　　 He worked silently, and his soul and consciousness entered the tomb of the sword god.

　　

　　 "Huh!"

　　

　　 His soul condensed into a translucent person, and came to the gray and cold wasteland.

　　

　　 The scene in front of him is the same as before. On the ground stands a thousand-meter-high sword monument to the sky, and nine tombstones are erected on both sides.

　　

　　 In addition, there is the sacred mountain that is thousands of feet high, also standing on the wasteland.

　　

　　 "The funeral, start as soon as possible!" Ji Tianxing looked up at the Heavenly Sword Monument, and said in a calm tone.

　　

　　 The funeral sky did not answer, the heavenly sword stele was surging with aura, bursting with a powerful breath.

　　

　　 "Huh!"

　　

　　 In the blink of an eye, the Tongtian Sword Tablet disappeared out of thin air, turned into a mysterious black light, and flew towards the majestic mountain.

　　

　　 That mysterious black light is the soul of the Burial Heaven. It has been entrusted in the Heavenly Sword Stele to be preserved to this day.

　　

　　 Now, it finally recovered the remains of the Excalibur, without relying on the Heavenly Sword Monument.

　　

　　 After the funeral sky entered the sacred mountain, it soon merged with the sacred mountain.

　　

　　 Then, the mountain changed and it began to shrink and shrink quickly.

　　

　　The rocks, soil and plants on the surface of the sacred mountain quickly peeled off and dissipated.

　　

　　 A full quarter of an hour later, the towering sacred mountain, thousands of feet high, finally shrank to its extreme.

　　

　　 Shenshan turned into a broken sword about half a meter long, and flew to Ji Tianxing in front of him, floating in the air.

　　

　　 This is an old broken sword, its shape is extremely simple and solemn, revealing a solemn and solemn manner.

　　

　　 The hilt is mottled with vicissitudes, full of gaps and cracks. It was originally painted with **** patterns and patterns, but it was broken and unrecognizable.

　　

　　 The sword joints connected to the hilt of the sword are oval in shape. I don’t know what kind of material it is made of.

　　

There is a circle of stars and stars carved on the sword and there are two ancient seal characters in the middle.

　　

　　 Funeral!

　　

At both ends of the sword 锷 are two dragon heads with their heads high and howling.

　　

　　 It's a pity that the original lifelike faucet has been mostly broken and full of cracks.

　　

　　 The sword is connected to the blade.

　　

　　 The blade is black and mottled, and it is two inches wide. Although the blade is full of cracks and gaps, it is still straight and upright.

　　

　　 This is an emperor's overlord sword full of imperial majesty. It is neither as narrow and thin as an ordinary sword, nor as broad and heavy as an epee.

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing can deeply feel that the Heaven Burial Divine Sword contains the domineering domineering of nine heavens and the world.

　　

　　If the world’s magical weapons and swords are divided into three, six or nine grades, the Heaven Burying Sword is definitely the emperor of the sword, the absolute leader and emperor!

　　

　　 It's a pity that this magic sword has been broken.

　　

　　 There were several cracks at the fracture, extending to the entire body of the sword.

　　

　　 The Broken Sword was extremely damaged, it seemed to be unusable at all, and it seemed that it would shatter with force.

　　

　　 The blade is only a foot long~lightnovelpub.net~ With the sword and the hilt, it is only half a meter long.

　　

　　 It's not so much a magic sword, it's more like a dagger, and it's a blunt weapon with no blade or tip.

　　

　　 "Oh! The damage is too heavy, almost equivalent to scrap iron, and it is fortunate that it can be retained so far without being disintegrated."

　　

　　 Within Broken Sword, the sigh of Funeral was heard, full of emotion and complicated emotions.

　　

　　 Ji Tianxing understood its mood, and his expression was very heavy.

　　

　　He stretched out his right hand slowly, grasped the hilt of the broken sword, and said solemnly: "Fangtian, rest assured, I will do my best to help you recast the sword.

　　

　　 One day, the Heaven Burial Divine Sword will be repaired in its entirety, recreating the power and dominance of the past, making the gods terrified and the heavens trembling! "

　　

　　 Funeral Tian felt his firmness and determination, and also shouted in a majestic tone: "Yes! The day of Broken Sword is recast, it will be when I return from Funeral Tian!

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