I'm in Horror World, Taoism Exorcism

Before, Chen Feng refined silver, copper, and iron, and it took only 20 days to complete several tons of materials.

But now, it took him more than 40 days to refine all the impurities in this sword, leaving only the essence of metal.

The essence of these metals, Chen Feng weighed, no more, no less, just 600 grams.

After seeing this data, Chen Feng suspected that he had read it wrong.

How can it be so coincidental.

He reweighed several times, but yes, it was 600 grams.

He weighed it by himself, almost the same weight.

When it comes to his cultivation level, many things are actually more accurate than they are called.

It's just that he couldn't believe it, so he used the scale to verify it, and the result was exactly the same.

Chen Feng can only say that all this is too coincidental.

It seemed that there was a force somewhere that made him have a special fate with this sword.

Now, the five metal essences are all ready.

Five 600 grams, put it in ancient times is 5 pounds, put it now, it is 6 pounds.

Next, Chen Feng took out the essence of five metals, namely gold, silver, copper red, iron gray, and a white.

Yes, the metal essence extracted from Snow Slaying Sword is white.

The five kinds of metal essences, under the smelting of Dan fire, turned into liquid 120 again, and merged with each other in the air.

Under the control of Chen Feng's room, they blended with each other and transformed into a long sword again.

The long sword was in liquid form and was suspended in mid-air.

Then, Chen Feng began to draw a magic circle in the air using his own spiritual energy as a guide.

One after another, orange-red mysterious array patterns appeared in the air, forming mysterious and mysterious arrays.

After these magic circles are condensed and formed, the surrounding space is either distorted, solidified, or splendid in various colors, and so on.

The magic circle was shot into the sword body by Chen Feng with a special technique.

Every time the magic circle enters, the liquid long sword in mid-air will twist for a while, as if it is about to disintegrate.

However, under the control of Chen Feng, after a period of time, it will stabilize again and return to the previous sword body.

In this way, the magic circles appeared one by one, and then they were all shot into the sword body.

Forty-nine days have passed.

Chen Feng shot a total of seven arrays.

On average, only one shot is taken every seven days, and this efficiency is obviously not high.

At this time, the liquid long sword in mid-air was already on the verge of collapse and had reached the limit that it could hold.

Chen Feng stopped drawing the magic circle, and the magic formula in his hand changed, and shouted: "Hey!"

The liquid long sword quickly began to solidify, and after the Dan fire disappeared, it turned into a five-colored long sword.

This long sword still retains the previous five colors, but the demarcation of colors is no longer so obvious, and some changes have taken place.

They are: red, yellow, black, white, and blue.

The five colors blend harmoniously with each other, and together with the natural patterns formed by the seven magic circles, it looks like a special beauty.

The sword body condensed in the air, and he did nothing, and he could already feel the cold sword energy.

Once against the enemy, the magic circle is activated, and Chen Feng himself does not know how powerful it is now.

At this time, Chen Feng was already exhausted.

Hair is disheveled, and his face is pale.

But seeing this sword, he still had a smile on his face.

With a wave of his hand, the sword body fell into the evil spirit wrapped in the formation.

With the sword body of Zhanxuejian as a guide, driven by Chen Feng, the evil spirit began to reintegrate into the body of the sword.

After three days, the suffocating energy in the formation disappeared and all converged in the sword body again.

At this time, this sword not only has a cold sword energy, but it makes people look at it as if they saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Chen Feng grinned: "There's still one last step to go, quenching the sword..."

Chen Feng bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, all of which was sprayed on the sword.

The blood on the tip of the Great Celestial Master's tongue is so terrifying.

As soon as the blood was sprayed, the sword began to tremble, and the sword sound of Qingyue automatically issued (afce), as if in pain, but also felt incomparably happy.

Chen Feng's blood on the tip of his tongue not only tempered his sword, but also raised his evil spirit to a new level.

The next moment, the sword body shook suddenly, completely standing still in the air.

However, the powerful aura on the sword's body made people look daunting and dared not approach.

"Come!

Chen Feng gave a light drink.

The sword body flew over, and he put the handleless sword handle into Chen Feng's hand.

Chen Feng held the sword and felt the powerful power hidden in the sword body and the evil spirit condensed from the thousands of battlefields.

He seemed to hear the roar and longing of the sword.

Longing to fight again on the battlefield and drink blood again.

Chen Feng laughed excitedly.

It finally worked.

He finally refined a magic weapon.

Yes, this sword is no longer a magic weapon, but a magic weapon.

Feijian magic weapon.

"Change!

Chen Feng threw the sword, and the sword changed rapidly, with a width of more than three meters and a length of more than thirty meters.

This time, it was the sword that really got bigger, not the original evil condensed change.

This time, even if Chen Feng becomes a giant again, he still has a fighting magic weapon in his hand.

Even if you don't hold it in your hand, in the form of a flying sword, you can still kill the enemy.

Chen Feng was very satisfied with this brand new magic weapon and couldn't put it down.

Suddenly, Chen Feng felt his head sink, and a stinging pain came.

Chen Feng knew that this was due to excessive consumption of spirit and mana.

This time, I did not sleep for a few months.

He has to continuously input spiritual energy and spirit, and it is a miracle that he can hold on until now.

Now, as soon as the spirit relaxes, I can't stand it anymore.

Chen Feng knew that he had to rest now, otherwise, even if his body could bear the immortality, the serious overdraft of his spirit would leave irreparable dark wounds to his soul.

Chen Feng wanted to take a Qingling Pill or Xuanling Pill to restore his spirit.

But these two kinds of medicinal herbs were originally few, and now they are in a non-combat state. Chen Feng thought about it and gave up.

Save one is one.

"Back.""

The flying sword flew over, shrank on its own, then shrank again, and finally shrank to a small sword with the length of an index finger, which landed in Chen Feng's palm, like a small and delicate toy.

Chen Feng held it in the palm of his hand, not even bothering to deal with the hilt and scabbard, and went straight out of the basement.

Hearing the movement, An Qi came over and was shocked when she saw Chen Feng's disheveled hair and pale face.

"What have you done, how did you become like this?"

Chen Feng forced a smile: "Wait until I go to sleep."

An Qi shook her head and came over to support Chen Feng.