"What are you still standing there? Let's add a little fire!" Huo Lingzi saw Chen Luo watching and reminded him.

When Chen Luo heard this, he hesitated for a moment, took out the imitation of the Five Fire and Seven Bird Fan, and swung towards the center of the magic circle. The burning Nanming Lihuo roared out and was swept into the red flames.

The temperature in the magic array suddenly surged, and the scorching breath spread out made Shen Luo unable to help but raise his hand to cover his face, and he felt extremely hot.

As the flames continued to burn, the sucraperite hanging in the center of the magic circle finally began to light up a red light, becoming clearer little by little until it was like a red soldering iron.

"Okay, let the flying sword in." Huo Lingzi felt the temperature for a moment and spoke.

Chen Luo said nothing, all eleven flying swords shot out and entered the magic circle in a row.

At this time, Huo Lingzi waved his palm down, and the golden defensive magic array above slowly descended, about to cover the entire flame array and all flying swords.

"Wait." At this time, Chen Luo suddenly shouted...

"What are you doing?" Huo Lingzi was stunned and turned to ask.

Chen Luo raised the five-fire and seven-bird fan in his hand with some embarrassment and said, "They seem to be attracted by the magic array, and want to enter the magic array."

"Yes." Huo Lingzi nodded and said.

When Chen Luo heard this, he stopped hesitating and immediately took out the five flying swords sealed into the Five Fire and Seven Bird Fan Fans.

The five flying swords were already impatient and rushed into the magic circle in a flash.

Then, the golden defensive formation slowly fell down, covering all sixteen flying swords.

"Next, it depends on you." Huo Lingzi looked at Chen Luo and said with a smile.

"What? Look at me?" Chen Luo said in surprise.

"Yes, this magic array has been formed. I just need to control it a little, and you need to control the flying sword and constantly rub and sharpen the vermilion stone." Huo Lingzi said.

"I understand." Chen Luo nodded and said when he heard this.

After saying that, he thought about it, and sixteen pure Yang flying swords also moved.

"Go." Chen Luo shouted softly.

A sudden roar of sound came from the formation, and sword lights burst out, and sixteen flying swords rushed to the red-burned Suzakura.

The pure Yang flying sword with the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit was one step faster and arrived at the meteorite first. The sword edge passed by the edge of the star stone, making a "clang" sound of swords, and a string of golden sparks burst out.

Immediately afterwards, three Pure Yang flying swords with three golden crows also approached one after another, rubbing against the sucralostone, and also made three "clang" sword sounds, bringing sparks.

After that, the rest of the flying swords kept passing by, rubbing past the pieces of succhinus, splashing strings of Mars.

Under his precise control, flying swords were polished on surky stone one after another in an orderly manner.

After a while, Chen Luo suddenly realized that with repeated collisions and frictions, all the sword edges of the Pure Yang Flying Sword seemed to have become red because of the high temperature of friction.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but look surprised.

Huo Lingzi, who was standing beside him, looked at this and asked, "Boy Chen, have you seen the trick?"

"After this... after repeated collisions and polishing, something seemed to be entering the flying sword edge bit by bit." Chen Luo hesitated.

"Good eyesight, that's the essence of vermilion stone, and it's also the key to greatly increase the sharp power of the Chunyang Flying Sword." Huo Lingzi nodded and smiled.

Shen Luo's eyes condensed, staring at the sword edge that was constantly polishing in the formation. From all the trembling sounds made by the flying swords, he could hear the pleasure of the flying swords, and they seemed to enjoy this process very much.

As the sound of sword sounded one after another, more and more translucent halos radiated from surky stone, and gradually all of them were absorbed by the flying sword.

All the sword lights blooming on the flying swords became more and more fierce.

"Fellow Daoist Huo, I don't know if I have some illusion. Why do I feel that the speed of all flying swords is also getting faster, and my control over them seems to have become lighter and more agile?" Chen Luo said in surprise.

"What's so strange about this? Your flying sword becomes sharper, the smaller the blockage of the void, the faster the speed when breaking through the space, and your control will naturally become lighter and more flexible. You must know that the flying sword you raise is different from the external objects you grab at will. The flying sword will also feed back to you during the process of upgrading, so it is considered to be a joint improvement." Huo Lingzi said.

At this moment, the main work was in Shen Luo's hands, so he calmly watched.

When Chen Luo heard this, he became more careful in controlling the takeoff sword.

For a moment, the sound of flying swords roaring in the magic circle, and the sound of "clang clang" collisions were endless. Countless Martian flying swords were extremely gorgeous.

As time goes by, the volume of the vermilion stone gradually becomes smaller and smaller, and the speed of the flying sword in the magic circle is so fast that it is impossible to see clearly. There are only layers of vague sword shadows intertwined, and pieces of Mars colliding with each other.

At this time, a "bang" sound suddenly came, which scared the Huo Lingzi, who was already closing his eyes and resting.

As soon as he opened his eyes to see, two consecutive collisions came.

"Bang, bang"

It turned out that two flying swords were uncontrollably hit the golden defensive formation, causing the entire magic array to tremble, and it almost couldn't be maintained.

Huo Lingzi quickly pinched the magic tricks and began to carefully control the Gu Xuanxing Pan and strengthen the golden defensive formation.

"Boy Chen, what are you doing?" He felt anger in his heart and couldn't help but ask.

But when he saw Chen Luo in a blink of an eye, he was surprised to find that Chen Luo was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and his face and body skin turned red, and he looked like a steamed crab.

His brows were twisted into pieces, his face was full of pain, but he was still pinching the sword technique in his hand, obviously still maintaining control of the flying sword with all his strength.

"Hey, I said, Boy Chen, are you okay?" Huo Lingzi shouted anxiously when he saw this.

At this time, Chen Luo slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and the outer edge of his pupils was surrounded by golden light patterns, which looked very strange.

He didn't answer, but just glanced at the flying sword in the magic circle and shook his head silently.

Huo Lingzi understood his idea, and insisted on practicing the flying sword before talking about other things.

"Oh, you are clearly the backlash of fire poison in this way. Why are you still thinking about refining a sword? Isn't this even more infatuated than me?" Huo Lingzi sighed.
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