The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 6491: The past of the evil sword (one more)

"You come with me."

The Emperor Jian took Ye Chen forward, and finally came to a broken altar.

This altar seems to be the place where swords are cast again. There are many broken swords scattered on the ground, and there are abandoned refining tools, furnace hammers and so on.

In addition to the broken sword, there are many skeletons scattered on the ground, ghostly, a little bit of ghost fire is beating, very strange, the wind whistling in the air, it also sounds like a ghost crying and wolf howling, creepy.

"This is..."

Looking at the bleak scenery around Ye Chen, he was a little stunned.

"There were many places where we built our three swords, and this is the most critical one. It's a pity that the one who built us killed many people and sacrificed the blood of countless people for the sake of the sword. The sword finally forged us."

Dijian's face was silent, and when he squeezed his hands, the ancient secret was touched, and pictures from a long time ago appeared in front of Ye Chen.

In the picture, there is an old swordsmith with a strong breath, who is beating three swords, the three swords have already taken shape, and they are vaguely filled with sharp edges.

Beside the swordsmith, there were chains tied with chains, and there were not many people tied up. Everyone's eyes were full of fear and panic, and they couldn't stop crying and begging for mercy. Heart and mind.

The swordsmith turned a deaf ear and only cared about the sword.

"Aura is not enough..."

The swordsmith sighed, then grabbed a few people from the side, peeled them to pieces, or tore them alive, and then threw them into the oven to quench them.

It turned out to be a living person forging a sword.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank. Originally, he used a living person to forge a sword.

However, the swordsmith's method made Ye Chen tremble.

Before taking the sacrificial sword of a living person, the other party first used extremely cruel means, such as stripping the skin and dismantling the bones, etc., to kill the person, causing the person to suffer enormous pain and torture before dying.

In this way, the spiritual and blood thoughts of the sword sacrificers will be amplified to an infinite extent, providing more sufficient nutrients for the sword.

What is even more terrifying is that the swordsmith controls a mysterious fire of Taoism. After killing people, he uses the fire of Taoism to turn it into a fire disaster, scorching people's souls, and destroying the last point. Energy squeezed out.

The sacrificed person, whether in body or soul, suffered great torture and eventually died under the flames of purgatory.

Three swords were cast, and from the very beginning, they had the original sin of blood!

The figures of the emperor sword, the rear sword, and the general sword are silently looking at the ancient picture in front of them.

The screen continued to flow, but I heard the swordsmith mutter: "To arrange the formation of life and creation, you need to blend yin and yang, and you have to forge another evil sword..."

When the voice fell, the swordsmith continued to forge the sword with the remaining materials, and strands of evil energy emerged from the sword embryo.

During the process of forging the sword, the swordsmith kept sacrificing living people, drawing blood, nourishing the young sword, and growing the evil sword step by step.

I don't know how long it took, all the victims used in the sacrificial sword have been killed, but the evil sword has not been fully formed.

"It seems that it is not easy to forge this evil sword, I need more sacrifices..."

The swordsmith murmured in a low voice, with a worried look on his face.

At this moment, a burly man strode from a distance.

This burly man is dressed in battle armor, his eyes are like swords, his pupils are blue and red, and he has some evil intentions.

In the man's arms, he also holds a small child.

"It's him!"

When Ye Chen saw this burly man, he was shocked.

This man, he had met when he entered the world of evil swords before, and that man was indeed holding a child in his arms.

"Master, I brought the sacrifice."

The burly man, holding the child, walked to the swordsmith.

"Ah, Tianwu Immortal respects Martial God, does he want to sacrifice his daughter?"

The swordsmith was astonished to see the child.

The child is a girl.

The burly man said: "In order to lay out the rebirth and ensure the future container, although this move is a bit cruel, it can only be done like this."

"Master, please rest assured, this little girl's physique has been specially tempered, and the evil spirit is extremely strong, which is enough to cast an evil sword."

The swordsmith was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, since it is what Tianwu Xianzun meant, then I will do it, but I can't bear to do it, you should kill this little girl yourself."

The burly man shook his body and said, "Master, how dare I commit such a heinous crime as a subject? Let the master do it!"

The swordsmith's old body trembled uncontrollably, and said, "The daughter of Immortal Venerable Tianwu has a lot of luck in her body. Killing such an existence is too sinful, and I don't dare to do it!"

The burly man pondered for a while, and finally, with fear and struggle, said: "Then... I will kill the body of the young lady, and you will temper her soul. Whatever sin, we will bear it together."

The swordsmith said in a trembling voice, "Alright, that's the only way to do it. You should do it first."

The burly man swallowed his saliva and looked at the little girl in his arms, but he didn't dare to make a move.

The little girl is asleep, with tender cheeks and long eyelashes, she looks very cute, her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and she looks like a beautiful embryo.

In the end, the burly man gritted his teeth, grabbed the little girl's neck with his big hand, and wanted to crush it with one hand.

The little girl seemed to catch the murderous aura in her deep sleep. She opened her eyes suddenly, and then screamed "Wow".

At the same time, however, the burly man also pinched her throat.

Her screams were only halfway through, and then completely hoarse, mixed with the sound of broken throat bones, it sounded extremely miserable, it was absolutely horrific.

The little girl died just like that, but she was the daughter of Tianwu Xianzun Wujue God, with great fortune and extraordinary bloodline. Even if the body dies, there is still a spirit, but she is still young and has not manifested.

However, the next scene is even more terrible.

The burly man handed over the little girl's body to the swordsmith.

The swordsmith took it with trembling hands, and then threw the little girl's body into the furnace.

The fire of the Taoist spirit is running, and the fire is baked, like a catastrophe.

The little girl's body was burned in the fire, and the spirit finally manifested.

If her divine soul had not manifested, it would have been a relief if she died like this, but at this time, she was forced out abruptly, which was a very miserable situation.

The little girl's soul, feeling that she was in the midst of the fire, couldn't help crying.

"Miss, I'm sorry..."

The burly man shed tears and knelt on the ground.

And the little girl was in great torment, but her eyes showed a trace of unyielding, and said: "Uncle, it's my choice, I don't blame you, but, woo woo, it really hurts..."