"What are you still standing there for? Add some fuel to the fire!" Huo Lingzi reminded Shen Luo when he saw him watching from the side.
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, then took out the imitation Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan and waved it towards the center of the magic circle. The blazing Nanming Lihuo roared out and was engulfed in the red flames.
The temperature inside the magic circle suddenly soared, and the spreading scorching breath made Shen Luo raise his hands to cover his face, feeling extremely hot.
As the flames continued to burn, the Vermillion Bird Stone suspended in the center of the magic circle finally began to glow red, becoming transparent little by little until it was like a red-hot iron.
"Okay, let the sword go in." Huo Lingzi felt the temperature and spoke.
Without saying a word, Shen Luo all eleven flying swords shot out and entered the magic circle one after another.
At this time, Huo Lingzi waved his hand downwards, and the golden defensive formation above slowly descended, about to cover the entire fire formation and all the flying swords.
"Wait." At this time, Shen Luo suddenly shouted.
"What are you doing?" Huo Lingzi was stunned and turned around to ask.
Shen Luo raised the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan in his hand with some embarrassment and said, "They seem to be attracted by the magic circle as well and want to enter it."
"Okay." Huo Lingzi nodded and said.
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo no longer hesitated and immediately took out the five flying swords sealed in the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan.
The five flying swords could no longer wait and rushed into the magic circle in a flash.
Then, the golden defensive formation slowly fell down, covering all sixteen flying swords.
"Next, it's up to you." Huo Lingzi looked at Shen Luo and said with a smile.
"What? Look at me?" Shen Luo asked in surprise.
"Yes, the magic circle is complete. I just need to control it a little bit, and you need to control the flying sword and keep rubbing and sharpening it on the Vermillion Bird Stone." Huo Lingzi said.
"I understand." Shen Luo nodded and said after hearing this.
After saying this, his mind moved, and the sixteen Pure Yang Flying Swords also moved.
"Go." Shen Luo said in a low voice.
There was a sudden loud clanging sound in the formation, and rays of sword light burst out. Sixteen flying swords actually rushed towards the red-hot Vermillion Bird Stone.
The Pure Yang Flying Sword with the Vermillion Bird Sword Spirit was one step faster and arrived at the meteorite first. The sword tip brushed past the edge of the star stone, making a "clang" sound and emitting a string of golden sparks.
Following closely behind, three Pure Yang Flying Swords with three-legged Golden Crows also approached one after another, rubbing against the Vermillion Bird Stone and passing by, also emitting three "clang" sounds of swords and causing bursts of sparks.
After that, the rest of the flying swords kept passing by, brushing past the Vermillion Bird Stone, splashing up strings of sparks.
Under his precise control, one flying sword after another was polished on the Vermillion Bird Stone in a very orderly manner.
After a while, Shen Luo suddenly discovered that with repeated collisions and frictions, the edges of all the Pure Yang Flying Swords seemed to turn red due to the high temperature of friction.
His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a look of surprise.
Seeing this, Huo Lingzi, who was standing by, showed a smug look on his face and asked, "Little Shen, have you figured out the trick?"