Supreme Demon

Chapter 241, the sword mark

Outside the rocky area.

A young boy's hand is broken, the hair is fluttering, and the body shines with the yin and yang, and the hill is forced to open, and the powerful domineering creates a stunning scene.

People are stunned, especially Chen Xiaopeng, and the tongue is biting off. He knows that the Purple Emperor is very powerful, but with the realm of the six-level Wuling, he made such a strong blow and pressed the half-step Wuhuang. No problem, what is this talent?

What weapon is that? !

"The ancients!"

The purple wind is about to roar, and he rushed over in a few steps, staring red at the broken blade.. "Ling Feng, this weapon is given to me, I can tell all the news that I know all the treasures." you."

"Oh?"

Ling Feng turned to look at the purple wind, and the light of the evil spirit disappeared at the bottom of the eye, and then he said kindly. "Well, let's talk over there."

"Well!" The purple wind was excited and did not notice Ling Feng's eyes.

The proud birds, the Lingqing, and the solitary rains are the foreheads. With this IQ, they dare to claim to be Wushu. They also have to mourn for them. Even the Qingpeng birds can't bear to witness.

Among the people, only Chen Xiaopeng looked at him...

"Hey..."

The next moment, a scream of screaming, passed from afar, which made Chen Xiaopeng extremely shocked, completely unaware of what happened, and then turned to look at Lingqing, Duoyuyu, The proud birds, they found that they had a look of gloating, especially the proud birds, the claws are dancing.

"Ah, I am fighting with you..." The purple wind is big.

But soon, his voice came to an end, and not far from the mountains, it was a wave of dust, and a huge buzzing sound...

"Poor Valkyrie!"

The proud bird **** its wings, and even the cheaper Ling Feng dare to take it. Isn’t this the rhythm of finding death?

Soon after, Ling Feng and Zifeng came back. The former bears his hands and is refreshed, while the latter is a nose and blue eyes. The eyebrows are bleeding. Obviously, he was beaten very badly.

"The liar!" The purple wind gnashed his teeth.

"Well, now let's talk about the ancient things." Ling Feng smiled.

"Don't talk!" The purple wind whispered.

"Kai Bar" Ling Feng pinched his fingers and smiled evilly. This made the purple wind cold and cold, and did not think that he was very strong. There is a enchanting one that cannot be crossed.

"Come on you, wait for my deity to wake up and find your account!" Purple wind touched his cheek, hurting a sigh, he took a breath of air, said: "The ancient device is different from the general weapon, it does not belong to the spirit , the sacred soldiers, and even the scope of the gods."

"This kind of weapon is the most rare in the Shenwu continent. It is also mysterious and powerful. It can increase the strength of the military to a terrible point."

"Of course, the ancients are very powerful, but it is more difficult to refine, especially in the early days, when you accidentally kill the warriors."

At this point, Ling Feng was deeply touched. He did not understand the ancient artifacts, and even the ancient scrolls of the holy mountains were not mentioned.

However, when he just got the broken blade, he almost killed himself and left him with a lingering fear. This is why he is eager to refine the broken blade.

"I see this broken blade, at most the extent of the Imperial soldiers!" asked Ling Feng frowning.

For the weapon, the upper arm of the spirit is a small ancestor weapon, and in order to distinguish it from the subsequent sacred weapon, it is also called the royal sergeant, and it is the sacred soldier above.

And the broken blade in the hands of Ling Feng, the power exerted by it, is equivalent to that of the Emperor, and there is no such thing as the purple wind said.

"That is natural!"

Purple wind nodded, said: "This is the difference between the ancients, the general weapons refining, it is this appearance, it is difficult to change, but the ancients can be promoted."

"Advance?"

Ling Qing, Du Gu Yu Yue, Chen Xiaopeng are all stunned. They are also the first to hear about this kind of thing, and Ling Feng and Tsundere Bird are thoughtful, they have heard some rumors, but no purple The wind knows so specific.

"Not bad!"

The purple wind double eyebrows pick one, the road.. "When the ancient device is refining by the military, it will naturally be promoted like the military, but it is different. It needs Nirvana."

"Niepan?" Ling Feng stunned, the ancient device actually has this function, even he does not understand.

"The ancient instruments that you refine now should be only the first heavens, so they are equivalent to the level of the Imperial soldiers. And with your strength, or by burning and tempering with flames, it will continue to change. Strong, so Nirvana advances to the second heaven, it is definitely a holy soldier, even stronger." Purple wind full of envious road.

"So, the ancients can be upgraded infinitely?" Ling Qing asked with joy.

"Otherwise, there are restrictions on stronger weapons, but the ancients can be nirvana several times. It is really hard to say. As far as I know, in history, some people can let the artifacts nibble five times, completely surpassing the gods, saying It’s no exaggeration to sweep the world."

"So enchanting?!" Tsundere's eyelids are all light, staring at the broken blade, a little bit of the idea of ​​grabbing.

"The ancients... it’s really an accident!"

Ling Feng grinned, he was almost tortured to death for this broken blade, and now it is hard to come. As for the Nirvana of the broken blade, he does not worry, the anode and cathode flame can definitely be tempered.

Later, he asked the purple wind some questions, most of which were about the nirvana of the ancients, but the purple wind knew little about these, and a pair of love can help.

However, he also said that it is possible to put the ancients into Dantian and let the spirits raise the temperature.

"嗖"

The next moment, Ling Feng put away the broken blade, and the 480-foot small dagger went straight into the Dantian, and under the package of the anode and cathode flame, formed a broken blade.

"I always think these sword marks are a bit weird."

He stroked a sword mark on the rock, and the fingertips of the anode and cathode flames pulsed, so that the surrounding rocks were instantly turned into powder, but the sword marks did not move at all, and there was no sign of burning. Weird.

"It is indeed different, but we can't find anything at all." Purple wind shakes his head, how can he not see his eyes?

But the question is, what if you know it?

Do you want to go back and study with these rocks?

What's more, now it is on the ancient road of the wild, they can't afford it, I am afraid that everyone has now reached their head.

"Let me give it a try!"

Ling Feng lightly sighed, and all the six anode and cathode flames flew out, and they rushed to a broken stone. The sound of "砰" made the rock swayed violently, but the sword mark was still motionless. How powerful it is.

"It seems that Aura is useless to it." Ling Feng whispered, and then displayed the yin and yang treasures, and the light shrouded the sword marks.

Can still be useless.

"Try it last time, we should also set off."

Ling Feng is a bit discouraged, these rocks are very extraordinary, if you can take away the big bag is the best, but obviously this is a beautiful luxury, otherwise, the purple wind has already done this.

The next moment, his eyebrows flew out of a golden light, and turned into a sly light spot, hovering over a hurricane, as long as Ling Feng thought, at any time can form fission, that is, broken soul.

"bass"

The light spot flew directly to the sword mark, and suddenly it did not enter. At the beginning, Ling Feng was a bit disappointed, because the sword mark did not have any slight fluctuations.

However, just as he was about to be disappointed, the sword mark stunned and gave a light glow, like a light of a bean, slowly lit up.

Then, the broken blade was also a sudden earthquake, and a sword mark flew out. Following the spirit of Ling Feng, it went straight to the soul sea. It was lightning fast, and even the dodge could not be done.

"This is...嗷"

Ling Feng was shocked, and the soul sea was the most vulnerable part of the warrior. If it was attacked, it would be seriously injured, and then it would become a "God", and on the sword mark, he felt an unparalleled killing.

He wants to dodge, but it is too late, followed by a sudden pain suddenly coming from his soul...

"Hey..."

The spirit of Ling Feng’s spirit is like igniting a cluster of flames. In a moment, it turns into a raging fire, burning the entire rocky area, and countless sword marks are shining, turning into a naked eye. Light, direct to the sea of ​​Ling Feng.

This scene happened too fast, and everyone could not react at all. The most important thing was that they did not expect such a change.

"Oh...hey..."

The dozens of sword marks, like a chaotic arrow, burst into the wind, while the latter was like a sieve that was beaten and smashed, holding his head and rolling around, sorely squatting, his face was also At the beginning of the red, it became a complete snow white.

When the last sword mark did not enter his soul sea, Ling Feng necked a glimpse and directly passed out.

"breeze!"

Sudden changes, so that everyone is shocked, Ling Qing Qiao Yan's blood color retreat, eyes immediately red, and one step rushed over, holding Ling Feng in his arms, the voice is dumb.

"Purple wind, what is going on?" asked the proud bird and the solitary rainy month.

"how could I know!"

Purple wind fangs, even he was scared, and there was a cold kill in the sword marks, so that he was cold.

"Alive alive!"

Chen Xiaopeng ran over and explored the nose of Ling Feng. He found that there was still breathing. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He was also extremely worried. This time, Chen Jia was gambling all over. If the Purple Emperor was surprised, The losses they suffer will also be extremely heavy.

"Crap, brother is a small strong!"

When everyone was worried, a lazy voice was heard from Ling Qing’s arms, and it was still so proud and arrogant.