Shen Luo was startled when he heard what the little master said.
You know, when he melted the Ten Thousand Years Fire Lin Wood into the Pure Yang Sword Embryo before, it took the boss's energy and it took several days to succeed. The little master turned out to be an understatement and used less than half of it. At that time, the two magic weapons were refined, and the gap was too big.
He shook it, no longer bothering to think about it. He looked at the two light **** in his hand. Inside were the Xuanhuang air stick and the soft smoke Luo Jinyi. The soft smoke Luo Jinyi turned water blue, like a layer of blue. The color cloud yarn, looming, seems to merge into the void at any time and disappear.
Shen Luo picked up the clothes and transported the innate treasure refining technique to refine it. The mana smoothly penetrated into the layers of restraint, and the previous feeling of difficulty in refining disappeared.
This soft smoke Luo Jinyi has forty-nine levels of internal bans, reaching the level of top-grade magic weapons, and the magical powers conferred by these bans, in addition to the virtual and hidden breath he has studied, there is also a third magical power. It is also the core ability of this soft smoke Luo Jinyi: dodge.
And this dodge magic is far more subtle than the previous two, but it's not easy to try here.
Shen Luo waved his hand to put away the soft smoke Luo Jinyi, and continued to refining with his magical powers. With a glance, he looked at Xuanhuang's air stick. .
The shape of the Xuanhuang Yiqi stick has not changed much from before. The cut marks on the surface have disappeared without a trace. Instead, there are nine black spiritual patterns. The whole stick reveals a layer of black luster from the inside out, giving people a sense of indestructibility.
The aura surrounding the Xuanhuang Yiqi stick has also undergone earth-shaking changes. The void within several tens of meters is enveloped by an extremely heavy aura, and the ground is shaking slightly, it seems that some can't bear the power of this stick.
Shen Luo stretched out his hand to grab the cold stick body, the golden light on Xuanhuang Yiqi stick suddenly disappeared like a whale sucking water, and the heavy aura that it exuded was also restrained.
He has a strange color on his face, with Xuanhuang a stick in his hand, and there is a feeling of blood connection and integration with his body. Is this stick originally refined by him? Or is the little master's method of making treasures too sophisticated?
Shen Luo Yun started to infuse the stick body, and the golden light soared again, and a looming golden pattern emerged, with as many as forty-eight layers, reaching the limit of a medium-grade magic weapon.
But his brows frowned slightly, because according to his estimation, with so much Nine Ranked Iron, Xuanhuang's air stick should be a top-grade magic weapon.
"This stick of yours contains three precious materials: the mysterious turtle board, the spiritual sun **** iron, and the nine-turn iron iron. The quality is far better than the ordinary top-grade magic weapon, but this stick imitates the wishful golden hoop stick, and its sharp edge greatly aggravates the three. The conflict of the kind of spiritual materials, especially the spiritual collision between the spiritual power of the Lingyang Shentie and the Nine-turned Iron Harm." The little master seemed to see the sinking doubts and explained.
"So that's it, thank you Lord City Lord for your guidance." Shen Luo suddenly turned his hand and put away Xuan Huang's stick, and saluted the little master.
The little master flicked his sleeves and put away the celestial craftsmanship, then closed his eyes, no longer caring about the sinking, as if thinking about something.
Although Shen Luo deliberately asked the little master to look at the broken jade pillow, it was inconvenient for the little master to speak like this, silently refining the increased restrictions in the two treasures.
The hall gradually became quiet.
In a secret room in the Qianjin Building in the Lower City of Tianji City, a black stone pillar stands quietly here, and a strange black candle is quietly burning at the top of the pillar.
On the candle is a strange black flame, showing the shape of a human head, and the light it emits is also black, covering the entire room in a strange darkness. No sound from outside can be transmitted in, and the slightest breath in the room will not leak out. As if isolated from the world.
At this moment, a figure walked quickly in the corridor outside the door. It was Fang Rui, the owner of the Qianjin Building, whose eyes revealed an unquenchable surprise, and he quickly reached the door.
Fang Rui adjusted his breathing slightly, his expression returned to calm, opened the door and walked in, then closed the door with his backhand.
Everything outside was isolated, and the house was quiet.
Fang Rui walked to the stone pillar, cut his finger, and dripped a drop of blood into the candle flame.
The flames of the human head swelled up a lot, and two strange blood lights lit up in his eyes, and it seemed as if he had come back to life at once.
"Master, news came from Shangcheng's eyeliner that Tianji City has already known the traces of Guiyan, and is planning to send someone to chase after him." Fang Rui said softly when he bowed a big gift to the flame of human head.
"Heh, did you finally notice it? It's worth noting that I tried my best to lead the sinking and Fudonglai to the city of dolls." Rentouhuo said with a sneer.
"The master is exhaustive, and this time he can definitely use the power of Heavenly Mystery City to successfully achieve the goal." Fang Rui flattered.
"What you should do is continue to monitor the movement of Tianji City and find out who they send, instead of slapping these meaningless flattery!" Rentouhuo said coldly.
"Yes, the subordinate understands, go to investigate right away." Fang Rui's face changed slightly, and he bowed in agreement.
"You must always pay attention to your words and deeds. The Skyview Mirror in Tianji City is not a vegetarian. In order to send you into Tianji City and sit where you are now, I don't know how much energy and resources we spent, you must always remember, Your life is not yours, but belongs to Lord Demon Ancestor!" The flames of the human head continued to say in a cold voice.
"Yes." Fang Rui couldn't help shaking after hearing the name of the Demon Ancestor, bowing lower.
The red light in the flame eyes of the human head disappeared in a flash, returning to its original state.
Fang Rui stood up straight, wiped the sweat from his forehead, adjusted his state, and then turned and walked back.
Half an hour passed quickly, and the unknown elder and others returned to the main hall again. In addition to the four of them, there were also many disciples from Tianji City, there were as many as 20 or 30 people. Monks are everywhere.
Shen Luo had already seen Yan Wushi, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Lin Han, Zhou Ming, and they were all among them, but Yan Wushi looked pale for some reason, had uneven breath, and seemed to be injured.
The three of them all seemed to know that Shen was here, and when they saw him, their expressions did not show any surprise.
"My Lord City Lord, you are all ready, you can set off at any time." The nameless elder said.
"Okay, trouble the nameless elder, you stay behind the Heavenly Mystery City." The little master suddenly got up and said in his mouth.
The nameless elder is inconvenient, and he usually manages the Heavenly Mystery City, so he has no objection to the little master's decision and nodded.
The little master came to the outside of the hall with Shen, and Yan Wushi and others saw the little master and hurriedly met him.
"You don't need to be too polite. You must have already understood the purpose of this trip. The elders have got traces of the ghost. Retake those treasures!" The little master said solemnly.
"Yes!" Yan Wushi and others agreed in unison.
Chapter end
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