First Son-in-law

Ancient god relics.

Qin Li had heard about it a long time ago.

Open once every five hundred years, there are many treasures.

Wanguiyi's Incomplete Slaughter Curse, Ye Qingcang's Shinto inheritance and Shengang Sword are all obtained from it.

According to legend, in the Era of Gods, the divine way was so prosperous that it was so overwhelming that the immortal way could not hold its head up.

At that time, in the Qianyuan Great World, there were two suns in the sky, one was the supreme sun, and the other was a shrine, which was grand and grand, illuminating the world and billions of living beings.

pity.

Time is not permanent.

All greatness must die one day.

The Sun God Palace fell and hit the land of Jiuzhou, turning into the ruins of the ancient gods.

"It is said that in the ruins, there is the eighth phase, the perfect nirvana method of the Soul Terrace of the Purple Mansion. If you have time, go there!" Qin Li's eyes flickered.

Old Demon Dugu was observing the remains of the gods, in which the stigmata condensed into runes, as small as sand, flowing and combined to form a sublime chapter of the divine way: "Good thing, rubbing it down, study it slowly!"

Qin Li found that there were dozens of crystals under the feet of Shenkui, only the size of a grain of rice, but they contained astonishing divine power, but they were not violent, but gentle as water, with a strong moisturizing effect.

In the mountain and river bracelet.

Su Qingxue has changed.

The yin and yang fiery snake on the surface of the body trembled violently, with a kind of extreme desire.

"What's going on? Yin-Yang Shenhuo seems to be very eager for crystal rice grains. If I hadn't suppressed it, they would have left the body."

Dugu Laomo guessed: "This should be the crystallization of the flesh and blood of the Holy God, a treasure similar to a relic, which is very beneficial to the strange fire. Swallow one and see what happens."

"OK!"

Qin Li threw in a crystal grain of rice.

After the yin-yang fire snake devoured it, the fire exploded ten times, and the snake sloughed off the dragon.

"It's such a terrifying effect. It instantly made my yin and yang divine fire perfect, and I have a strong deny. I'm going to break through!" Su Qingxue burned the Nirvana fire all over her body, and wanted to be promoted to the fifth level of Nirvana.

"It seems to be a perfect Nirvana. Let's just call it the Divine Flame Relic. It is so precious and unimaginably precious that it can give birth to extraordinary fires. Moreover, for monks who specialize in the Dao of Fire, it is a treasure of perfect Nirvana!" Old Demon Dugu exclaimed in surprise.

"It's a pity that it's only for Huoxiu!"

Qin Li felt it was a pity, it seemed that he could not use it to perfect the seventh phase.

"Don't be stunned, let's start refining! Before long, a large number of Dharma monks will gather here." Old Demon Dugu reminded.

"right!"

Qin Li sat cross-legged in the void.

Nine-colored teardrops on the top of the head, holding a pole silver medal.

After reading it carefully, Qin Li settled down and prepared to refine the Heavenly Sword.

In the dantian!

The innate kendo rune is extremely active.

It seemed to feel the chance of rebirth, swallowing the innate sword gang.

Broken wood is still the center of suppression, Xianjin is suppressed to death, no matter how crazy it is, it will not help.

"Forehead!"

Qin Li tried a word.

"Smashed wood, can you let go of the suppression?"

If you want to calcine immortal gold, at least liberate him from imprisonment.

The broken wood seems to have a spirituality, and it is gathered and suppressed, and the brilliance dims, and it is that silent piece of wood again.

but!

Xianjin became restless.

It's like a tiger coming out of its cage, raging with rage and endless murderous intent.

With a bang, Xianjin pierced through Qin Li's dantian and belly in an instant, and fled outside.

"Being crushed by broken wood for so long, I didn't lose half of my spirituality!" Qin Li grinned his teeth in pain, and opened his eyes to see that the fairy gold was swimming in the colorless divine fire, showing no sign of melting. .

Seeing this, Old Demon Dugu's face changed drastically: "Oh no, I far underestimated the horror of fairy gold! It is far beyond divine gold, and it can hardly be measured by common sense. How did Xinzhou conceive such an incredible supreme treasure? ?”

Buzz buzz!

Dao Xianjin trembled.

It seemed to be angry and hated Qin Li.

It also seems to be greedy, pointing at the nine-color teardrops in nothingness.

"He must have taken a fancy to my teardrops!" Qin Li's face changed slightly as an idea popped up in his mind.

As he expected, Xianjin released a wisp of chaotic energy, which was its last savings, wrapped in nine-color teardrops, and wanted to devour it.

This piece of fairy gold has swallowed up dozens of mining areas, and it is outrageously greedy.

Nine-color teardrops struggled to break free from Xianjin's grip.

Because it is too weak, the divine substance inside is almost depleted.

In just a few breaths, the nine-color teardrops are inlaid on the fairy gold, and will soon be swallowed.

The nine-color teardrop was completely angry, burning the last divine substance, turning it into nine-color divine light, sweeping away, swallowing all the colorless divine fire. Even the sacred skeleton was cracked inch by inch, and the essence of it was poured into teardrops.

boom!

Tears burst out.

A large amount of colorless divine fire poured out.

The divine fire turned into white silk, wrapping the fairy gold.

Just like a silkworm chrysalis, when the temperature reaches the extreme, the divine gold can evaporate.

The incomparable immortal gold was bound within it and began to melt, wanting to go through some training and break out of the cocoon into a sword.

"Kid Qin, why are you still standing there? With tears to help, why don't you hurry up and subdue the Immortal Gold and forge a Heavenly Sword!" Old Demon Dugu reminded.

Qin Li woke up startled.

Get into meditation again and run the sword map.

If you want to refine a natural sword weapon, you need to understand what you need.

Absolutely, if it looks like the Purple King Sword, it is suitable for "one sword breaks ten thousand spells", it must also fit your own physique, and you must also carry your own swordsmanship and future. I hope that I will only use one sword for the rest of my life without changing it...

Mind clear!

The flesh and blood in the body began to vibrate.

The blood is poured into the cocoon of the divine fire to forge a divine sword of life and death.

In the dantian, the incomplete innate kendo runes shot out and fell into the fire cocoon, wanting to be reborn.

The Immortal Emperor's heart felt a sense, burning a part of the Celestial Emperor's blue blood, turning it into a thirty-six-petal Celestial Green Lotus, wrapped in a fire cocoon, and after closing, it was like a refining cauldron, injected with longevity substances as fuel for burning.

The Jidao silver medal trembled slightly. It was also excited. It seemed that it wanted to participate in the birth of the supreme masterpiece. It actually melted into a puddle of silver liquid. I don’t know what its nature is, but at least it was at the level of divine gold, or even higher, and it was thrown into the Qinglian furnace , as a supplementary material.

at this time!

The broken wood moved.

A ray of blue light was shot and poured into Qinglian.

It has always been aloof, Qin Li was beaten into a cripple, and he didn't help!

Nowadays, it is extremely rare to be willing to bleed.

Old Demon Dugu couldn't stop talking: "In order to refine a sword, all of Qin's background is bet. Perhaps in the world, he is the only one who can refine immortal gold, so he has obtained the most precious treasure. In the dark, there is a definite number!"

...

at the same time.

Around the Yanshen Cave, monks gathered.

They looked down helplessly, with inexplicable pity in their hearts.

"How to salvage the fairy gold?" Li Shan's old mother suddenly faced a dilemma.

"It is said that a long time ago, there was a sky demon who went deep into the Yanshen Cave and wanted to get the corpse of the god below, but he never came up again." The fire worship leader frowned.

Huo Kui'er looked at the blazing fire cave, and felt a burst of pride in her heart. If you dare to bully my master, this is what you deserve.

"It's strange, why the red fire is falling and dissipating."

Everyone was shocked.

Take a closer look, it is exactly so.

And it's not just the fire cave that has changed, the fire clouds in the sky are also roaring and surging.

The scarlet clouds turned into dark clouds, rose against the wind, expanded infinitely, and spread out all the way, covering hundreds of thousands of miles, completely covering the continuous flaming mountains.

The sun and the moon are dark, the sky and the earth are dark, and a depressive atmosphere descends. The fiery mountains of flames begin to extinguish, and the lava freezes, as if impregnated by the murderous intent of the universe. In June, the winter wind blows and heavy snow falls.

"It's snowing on Yanyan Mountain!"

The faces of all the monks changed drastically, and they couldn't believe it:

"What the hell happened! I have lived here for thousands of years, let alone snow, I have never seen even raindrops."

"It is said that after the death of the Yanshen, the blood of the gods was sprinkled on the ground, which formed the scorching hot climate of the Yanshen Mountain. It has not changed since ancient times. What is going on now?"

Everyone was stunned, but this was just the beginning. In the dark clouds, nine-colored thunder surged, setting off the sky and the earth in a strange way, and there was also a blue wind gang, spreading for hundreds of thousands of miles, harvesting all things.

"Father, there are dragons!"

Huo Kui'er pointed to the sky in horror.

In the dark clouds, the thunder turned into a dragon, roaring mountains and rivers; the wind turned into a phoenix, dancing in the nine heavens; as for those snowflakes, they all turned into ice swords, falling straight to the ground, filling the earth, worth billions...

"Thunder Dragon and Phoenix, Snow Sword and Ice Blade, these are heaven's murderous intentions!" An unbelievable thought appeared in the head of the fire worship leader: "I have heard of similar visions, the birth of the emperor's weapon, and the heaven's murderous intentions!"

"Could it be..."

Everyone gasped.

Qiqi looked at Yanshen Cave!

I saw that the divine fire had dried up!