Emperor of Nine Suns

"Ho ho ho..."

The thunder light Long Kun was in severe pain that was uncontrollable. The pure Jun sword soul in his belly was overwhelming, going back and forth, and instantly pierced Long Kun's body through several large transparent holes in the front and back.

The refining power that Long Kun was proud of had no effect at all when faced with the pure soul of the famous ancient sword.

Chu Chen frowned, turned over and landed on Long Kun's head. With a shake of his palm, a golden-red flame surged out and surrounded Long Kun.

In the billowing flames, the huge Long Kun shrank rapidly, and soon shrank into the shape of Wang Tie's long sword.

It's just that at this moment, Wang Tie's long sword is not the original dark color, but is filled with bright white light.

The original simple and unpretentious shape has now become noble and gorgeous, exactly the same as the pure Jun sword...

Chunjun Sword Soul is assimilating Wang Tie Long Sword!

"How dare you be so arrogant with just a sword?"

Chu Chen roared, his arms shook, and the billowing sky fire flowed out, turning into a furnace in mid-air and completely covering the long sword.

Within the furnace, the blazing golden-red sky fire burned crazily, finally suppressing the brilliant light on the long sword.

It was just a suppression, but there was always a bright glow on the long sword, which contained unparalleled majesty and righteousness, demonstrating the unyieldingness of the famous ancient sword.

Time flies.

Chu Chen's face was as dark as water, seeing that the furnace formed by the sky fire was still unable to completely refine the Chunjun sword soul. He maintained the input of sky fire with one hand, and quickly pulled out several red charms with the other hand.

A total of eight talismans formed a Bagua chain, which was sealed on the sword, making its bright glow dim again.

These eight red talismans are the medicinal talismans that Chu Chen has practiced hard to this day.

To a certain extent, he wanted to completely refine the Chunjun Sword Soul and transform it into the Wang Tie Long Sword, so that the grade of the Wang Tie Long Sword would skyrocket!

"This method of refining magic weapons is... difficult!"

Ren Canling sighed softly.

"Hey, is there more than one way to refine a magic weapon?"

Qingzhan Boyzi asked with a surprised look on his face.

"It's indeed difficult. Generally speaking, there are three ways to refine ancient magic weapons: upper, middle and lower."

Guan Ying nodded, and seeing the curious look on Qingzhan's face, she patiently explained, "The worst way is to use various weird methods to forcefully lower the grade of the magic weapon."

"For example, if it is a righteous magical weapon, use all kinds of evil spirits, demonic energy, and blood energy to pollute the righteous and majestic energy contained in it, so that the awe-inspiring righteousness contained in it will be continuously suppressed and dissolved. If it is a magical magical weapon, use the awe-inspiring righteousness to continuously Wash and refine it. If it is a fire magic weapon, place it in the ice and snow. If it is an ice magic weapon, place it deep in the earth's fire lava."

Guan Ying obviously knows a lot about weapon refining.

"This method can suppress the power of the magic weapon to the greatest extent, and is also the easiest to refine successfully. However, this method will cause the most damage to the magic weapon, and sometimes it will even cause irreparable and permanent damage, which will affect its quality. Lower it. This is like killing the goose that lays the egg.”

"I know."

Qingsun Boy nodded, "There are many such magical weapons in Jiutian. After they occupy an ancient ruins, they often forcibly refine the excavated ancient magical weapons in large quantities. It's a good name. It’s called baptism, but I don’t know how many ancient treasures have been destroyed and how many good things have been wasted.”

Guan Ying smiled.

"Your reaction is very quick. The second method is to use the monk's essence and blood for blood refining. The essence of blood refining is to use the original consciousness contained in the monk's essence and blood to forcibly replace the instrument spirit consciousness of the magic weapon itself.

Thus achieving the unity of man and machine. This method is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, the monk's consciousness may be erased and turned into a living dead. Otherwise, it will cause the magic weapon spirit to self-destruct and die together. "

Qingzhan's eyes showed fear.

"The last method is to use great supernatural power to subjugate the spirit of the magic weapon in a majestic way. The so-called one force can subjugate ten wills. When your power openly exceeds the limit of the magic weapon itself, you can naturally defeat it. Refining. This method can preserve all the power and grade of the magic weapon to the greatest extent, but it will also encounter the greatest resistance."

"I see."

Qingsun nodded, "Isn't this the same as fighting a war? You can either use intrigues and tricks to tear the enemy country apart and gain benefits, which is a trick. Or you can secretly steal the sky and change the day, pretending to be the leader of the enemy country to rebel, which is a trick. Or you can act like a king. It is the right way for a teacher to use war to seek the country in an upright and upright manner.”

"That's right." Guan Ying paused and nodded, "At this time, Senior Brother Chu is using the last method, to use majestic power to suppress the Chunjun Sword Soul and force it to surrender. It’s just that this method…is difficult!”

"Can this be done?"

Qingzhan boy was silent for a moment, nodded numbly, and then shook his head.

More than difficult?

The famous sword Chunjun has killed no less than five evil gods in the mythical era. Its sword is noble and unparalleled, and its brilliance shines in the sun and moon.

Some emperors opened altars for them, some Confucian sages wrote poems for them, and some great sages paid homage to them.

In ancient times, scholars often wore swords, and the shape of their swords was imitated by pure Jun, which was called the foundation of a gentleman!

The so-called gentleman is like a sword, and the sword points to Chunjun!

If such a famous sword wants to force it to surrender with majestic power, few people can do it in the ancient times when myths were everywhere, let alone today's human world?

Even if Chunjun now has lost his true body and only has a sword spirit left, it is still difficult to reach the sky!

At this moment, without being reminded by Ren Cangling and others, Chu Chen already knew how difficult it was to forcibly refine the pure Jun sword soul.

The rolling sky fire was accompanied by the power of the medicinal talisman, but it still only slightly suppressed the Chunjun sword soul.

The sword light was still dazzling. Although it could not occupy the whole body of the long sword, it was enough to protect a space and resist stubbornly.

"Here comes!"

Chu Chen roared loudly, his figure trembled, and a huge light golden halo appeared in front of him, but it was his unique ancient desolate river.

The pale golden halo is like an ancient fairy cave, spewing out vast and unimaginable pure spiritual power.

"Come on mountain!"

There was another loud roar, and a ray of purple light leaped out, turning into a vast purple mountain in the sky, suppressing it towards the long sword.

This is Chu Chen's unique purple mountain magic weapon, which contains the essence of an entire ancient giant mountain. At this time, they are all suppressed, and they have already used the trump card at the bottom of the box.

"Spirit comes!"

There was another roar, and a silver light burst out, forming a huge silver roc shadow around Chu Chen.

It's just that the wings of the Yin Peng are already filled with a faint golden color, but even the power of his own Yin Peng clone has been mobilized.

"Come on!"

With a final roar, a crimson wing suddenly stretched out from Chu Chen's back.

The wings were made of pure flames. At the tips of the wings, streaks of flowing fire formed a vague crown-like shape, covering Chu Chen's head. At first glance, he looked like an emperor in flames, full of incomparable nobility. gas.