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Hiss!
A wisp of purple flame appeared in Xiao Chen's palm, and then suddenly bloomed. The slender flame turned into a blazing flame. He raised his right hand slightly, and the flame suddenly stood in the air.
This is the power of divine consciousness. After gaining divine consciousness, Xiao Chen became more proficient in controlling the Purple Thunder Fire. The flame controlled by divine consciousness was like Xiao Chen's extra arm, controlled by perception. Incomparable.
Taking out a broken sword from his arms, Xiao Chen looked away from the flames. Xiao Chen had studied this broken sword obtained from the Thunder Emperor's Cave for a long time. Apart from its sharpness, there was no trace of anything. characteristic.
But it is undeniable that the material of this broken sword is very good. The requirements for refining the Qiankun Ring are very high. This broken sword just meets those strict requirements.
¡°Perhaps it was once a god-level soul weapon, but now it is just a broken sword. It has no great use. It is used as a refining material for the Qiankun Ring, so it is treated as waste.
"So, Senior Lei Emperor, don't blame me," Xiao Chen said in his heart.
Throwing the broken sword into the middle of the purple fire, Xiao Chen controlled the purple fire to burn violently. At this time, the temperature of the purple fire must be continuously increased to reach an extreme temperature, so that the broken sword above can be melted.
There is no doubt that this is extremely consuming spiritual energy. The purple fire continues to heat up and the color becomes darker and darker, but the broken sword still has no change and floats quietly on top of the purple fire.
The three white clouds next to Qinglong Wuhun soon faded away. Xiao Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the temperature of the Purple Thunder True Fire continued to increase. Even though it was really a magic weapon, Xiao Chen Today it is bound to be melted into molten iron.
When all three white clouds were about to be consumed, the cyan broken sword finally changed and began to slowly melt. A cyan viscous liquid flowed on the surface, and finally turned into a drop of cyan molten iron and dripped into the purple fire. among.
The expression on Xiao Chen's face softened a little, and he swallowed a Qi Restoration Pill, which quickly restored the vitality in the body. Slowly, the surface of the broken sword became more and more sticky, and drops of cyan molten iron fell into it. In the purple fire.
This mysterious broken sword was finally melted by him.
Controlling his consciousness, he melted the molten iron from the broken sword in the purple fire into a ball and continued to burn it. Wisps of green smoke emerged from the purple fire. Xiao Chen melted all the remaining impurities in the broken sword. Refine it and make it purer.
When all the impurities were removed, Xiao Chen traced the shape of the ring in his mind. The cyan molten iron formed by the broken sword of purple fire continued to change its shape, and finally formed a rough ring.
The next step is to open up the space. What Xiao Chen wants to cast is not a large space ring, so it is not difficult to open it up. He only needs to arrange a space formation in the ring.
Gathering his spiritual consciousness on the ring, a huge world appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes, and the whole person seemed to be in a purple fire. At this moment, the consciousness is like the incarnation of Xiao Chen, standing in the ring and constantly carving and arranging the runes of the space ring.
On the inner wall of the ring in the purple fire, various runes began to slowly appear. Xiao Chen was carving while recalling the runes of the space formation in the Encyclopedia of Cultivation. If a rune was wrong, he would have to carve it all over again, so even if Xiao Chen was slower, he would not make any mistakes.
After carving the runes, Xiao Chen retracted his mind and gave the final shape to the ring. The purple fire burned slowly. After a moment, Xiao Chen extinguished the purple thunder fire, stretched out his hand, and caught the ring from the air. The fallen Qiankun Ring.
He cut the index finger of his right hand and dripped a drop of blood on it. When the blood blended into the ring, this Qiankun Ring became his exclusive magic weapon.
hehe!
The moment the blood completely blended in, Xiao Chen was confused for a moment, and a crisp laughter seemed to come to his mind. When he woke up completely, he could no longer hear any sound.
Could it be that he was hallucinating? Xiao Chen looked at the cyan ring in his hand and murmured, forget it, just succeed.
According to the records in the Encyclopedia of Cultivation, refining the one-hundred-cubic-cubic Universe Ring is not difficult. This is only the first step on the path to refining a cultivator. When the world of cultivation still existed on the earth, the first magic weapon that every cultivator in the foundation-building stage refined was the Qiankun Ring.
Putting the Qiankun Ring on the index finger of his right hand, Xiao Chen sent out a ray of spiritual consciousness and entered it. A dark space appeared in front of him. This was the space inside the Qiankun Ring.
Although there is only one hundred cubic meters, Xiao Chen is still very satisfied. He no longer has to envy the Great Elder and Feng Feixue.He looked straight ahead, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and a firebird flew out of his body. In an instant, it turned into a huge firebird, making a crisp cry and heading towards him with a billowing heat wave. A big tree in front flew away.
Before they even got close, the big tree was burned by the heat wave carried by the firebird. Xiao Chen, who was hiding behind the tree, appeared and immediately jumped to another tree.
Before it could stand still, the firebird let out another crisp chirp, its speed and size doubled again, a heat wave broke through the air, and with a long flame tail, it flew rapidly towards Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen quickly jumped down from the tree. There was a violent explosion behind him, and a violent air wave hit him. Under the huge impact, Xiao Chen fell to the ground in embarrassment.
?Looking again, the big tree had been blown into pieces. The fragments were immediately burned to ashes under the high temperature, and a large stream of white smoke came out.
White smoke entered his nose. Xiao Chen, who had just stood up, coughed violently a few times. In the smoke, the firebird sang softly again, and his body shape and speed doubled again. The speed almost reached a terrifying level, the smoke dispersed, and the Firebird was now comparable to a small car.
I grass, come back!
Looking at the giant firebird chasing after him, Xiao Chen cursed fiercely in his heart, do you really think I am a soft persimmon and can you bully me casually?
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