As soon as he thought of the fate of the Tiandu Kingdom, Wan Dong couldn't help but let out a sigh. This catastrophe, I'm afraid it can't be avoided no matter what, but it's a pity for the people of Tiandu Kingdom. There are also soldiers of the Tiandu Kingdom, and they don't know what kind of sacrifice Lu Dao has to bear.

Looking at the north, Wan Dong's gaze seemed to have traveled thousands of miles and saw the Jinge City of Tiandu Kingdom. There, Xuan Feng, the marshal of the Iron War Dynasty, was leading 800,000 iron horsemen to encircle a small Jin Ge city. On the city wall, Marriott Xiong is like a god, standing proudly, as if he can even carry it that day. Behind him, there was a resolute face of soldiers who had already put life and death out of the way, and behind the soldiers were the people of Tiandu who shared their hatred and refused to retreat. An incomparably tragic and majestic feeling was straight in Wan Dong's chest.

"Daddy......" Wan Dong called softly, and big tears splashed out from his tiger eyes, slid down his cheeks, and then smashed on the ground, shattering.

Cut the constant father-son relationship, blood is thicker than water!

Because of Mu Lian's relationship, Wan Dong once deeply resented Wan Haoxiong. But when he was shattered by Li Baiyi's body and his soul was reborn, his hatred for Wan Haoxiong disappeared without a trace.

Isn't everything Marriott did to him out of love? As a son, what right does he have to resent a father who gave him life and raised him with all his hard work?

When he yelled at Marriott to break off the father-son relationship with him; When he did not hesitate to abolish his cultivation in front of Wanhaoxiong; When he hugged Mu Lian, regardless of Wan Haoxiong's bitter pleading, and jumped off the cliff angrily, what kind of pain should Wan Haoxiong's heart have?

Wan Dong didn't dare to think about it anymore, and the thick guilt made him a little unsure of how to face it.

As soon as he turned his head, Wan Dong saw the box full of purple gold, his heart suddenly moved, and his right palm slapped out. Listening to a click, the entire wooden box burst open, and the purple gold full of boxes was immediately swept into the air by invisible energy.

Wan Dong roared in a low voice, and the Dao Qi all over his body was launched in unison, and thousands of golden rays of golden light radiated like a peacock opening the screen, and instantly wrapped all the purple gold and all the brains.

Such a big movement immediately alarmed the people of the entire Dingshan Palace, Xu Wenchuan, Ning Shan, Hu Jingqi and others hurriedly came over. No one knows what kind of demon Wan Dong is going to do, making the momentum so big and so terrifying!

All the Dao Qi in Wan Dong's body was mobilized, not to mention, Wan Dong also used the Xuantian Enlightenment Divine Trick to frantically mobilize the essence of heaven and earth around him, and in the blink of an eye, the entire heaven and earth changed color. Countless heaven and earth essences, just like a drifting heavy rain, landed in the Dingshan Palace, and then, it was quickly absorbed by Wandong's Dao Qi, turned into golden light, and shot towards the piece of purple gold floating in mid-air.

With a deep sense of guilt for his father in his heart, Wan Dong has reached the point of desperation. There is only one thought in my heart, which is like an iron beating, and I will never waver!

"Old prince, my master is ...... What is he doing, forging a sword? Wang Yangde's face was shocked, and he stammered at Xu Wenchuan and asked.

Xu Wenchuan looked bitter and shook his head again and again, what kind of sword is this going to cast, this movement is inevitably too big.

At this time, the purple gold wrapped in Wan Dongdao's qi had almost fifty or sixty pieces, if it was a sword, five or six pieces would be enough, why use so much? Moreover, melting fifty or sixty pieces of purple gold at the same time, the speed of loss of Dao Qi was absolutely amazing. This move, in Xu Wenchuan's opinion, is simply crazy!

In fact, at this time, the consumption rate of Dao Qi in Wan Dong's body was even more terrifying than Xu Wenchuan imagined! Even if Wan Dong was promoted to the ninth level of True Qi, he couldn't support such a consumption, if it weren't for the Xuantian Enlightenment Divine Technique that could absorb the essence of heaven and earth at the fastest speed, transform it into Dao Qi, and supplement Wan Dong, Wan Dong would not only go crazy by doing this, but commit suicide!

Even those swordsmiths in the Dao Sect Great World Realm didn't dare to be so crazy!

Xu Wenchuan and the others could only be anxious at this time, but no one dared to step forward to stop them, even if they stepped forward, they couldn't stop them!

About half an hour later, Wan Dong's face had almost turned snow-white, and it was already wet with sweat. Even if he had the Xuantian Enlightenment Divine Technique, the consumption rate of this Dao Qi would still make him unbearable.

What made Wan Dong happy was that the fifty or sixty pieces of purple gold were finally completely melted and gathered together under Wan Dong's thoughts.

After the purple gold is melted, the heat is many times more fierce than ordinary mortal iron. Even if Wan Dong's Dao Qi isolated most of the heat conduction, Xu Wenchuan still couldn't stand it, and kept retreating backwards.

In just half an hour, the Dao Qi in Wan Dong's body had been depleted by a full eighty percent. If it weren't for Wandong's will, which was comparable to steel, and had a strong belief as support, Wandong would not have been able to stand it.

"Oops! What the hell is this kid going to do? Seeing Wan Dong's complexion, it was very wrong, Xu Wenchuan only stomped his feet anxiously, chattering endlessly.

At this juncture, even if everyone has the ability to stop it, they don't dare to take the liberty of it. If one of them is not done well and disturbs Wandong, what kind of consequences will be caused, everyone dare not think.

"Look! My master doesn't seem to be forging a sword! Wang Yangde suddenly let out an exclamation, pointing to the purple gold liquid slowly circulating in the air, his face full of surprise.

"Yes, the sword won't be so thin, so ......long," Tiger Leap muttered.

"Is it a stick?" Wang Yangde shouted again.

Everyone's faces showed a strange look, this purple gold is so precious, Wan Dong actually used it to cast a stick, it was really a bit of a tyrannical thing. To a certain extent, a stick made of purple gold is not as good as a stick made of mortal iron.

As a weapon, the stick requires a certain weight. Since ancient times, most of the people who make sticks have amazing arm strength, and only in this way can the power of the stick burst out. However, Zijin is much lighter than ordinary mortal iron. If it is forged into a sword, it is light and sharp, and invincible. But if it is cast into a stick, it is a bit congenitally insufficient. At best, it is stronger than those ordinary rods made of ordinary iron, but its power is greatly reduced.

"It's not a stick! Look! Xu Wenchuan's complexion changed suddenly.

Everyone hurriedly looked over, only to see that the purple gold liquid, after extending to a certain length, suddenly expanded to both sides at the top.

"It's a gun! It's a gun! Wang Yangde was the first to shout. Everyone also came back to their senses, nodding their heads and showing admiration!