You have a good chance, I accept it.

The black figure roared, and then several black and purple lights suddenly appeared around the hole and began to attack Ye Lin quickly.

The next moment, a golden barrier appeared in Ye Lin's body, blocking all the lights.

"An attack from the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit? This is your last trump card? Ha."

Ye Lin smiled contemptuously, and then increased the movement of his hands. He now wanted to refine the black mist directly.

"Damn it, I was so powerful in the ancient times, but I didn't expect that I would fall into your hands now? Damn it, damn it."

"If I were in my prime, how could I be so frustrated?"

The black figure endured the piercing pain and roared unwillingly.

If he came here in his prime, he could blow Ye Lin to death in one breath, but he is now just a remnant soul.

If there was no problem with his treasure these days, how could he be discovered by Ye Lin?

Really damn it, where did Ye Lin come from? His treasure just happened to have a problem these days, and Ye Lin just happened to come.

Why, why is there such a coincidence in this world?

He fell into deep self-doubt at this point.

He relied on this treasure to avoid the investigation of major forces for hundreds and thousands of years, but just in the past few days, something went wrong and Ye Lin came.

Why is there such a coincidence in the world?

In just five minutes, the black figure who was arrogant just now was dying and turned into a ball of black liquid.

These are the purest soul power. The next moment, Ye Lin took out Zhuxie.

"No...don't, kill me, kill me if you have the ability."

After seeing Ye Lin take out Zhuxie, the black figure was full of fear. He now knew what Ye Lin wanted to do.

Ye Lin wanted to refine him alive and wanted to use his soul power to nourish the spirit of the weapon.

However, Ye Lin ignored the black figure's plea for mercy and put him directly into Zhuxie.

Although Zhuxie had a spirit at this time, it was very fragile, so everything else required him to perform subtle operations.

After all the power of the soul was integrated into Zhuxie, the weapon spirit in Zhuxie fell into a frenzy and began to rapidly devour the power of the soul to strengthen itself.

"It's the most critical moment."

At this time, Ye Lin's face was extremely solemn, without any slackness.

What he had to do now was to clear all the memories of the evil spirit, and then let the weapon spirit enter. At that time, Zhuxie's weapon spirit would be born with spiritual wisdom.

This process is very dangerous. Once the memory is not completely erased, the evil consciousness will swallow the weapon spirit in turn, and that would be the end.

If it comes to that step, Ye Lin can only wipe out the weapon spirit, and Zhuxie without the weapon spirit, unless a high-level weapon refiner is asked to re-attach the spirit, otherwise this weapon will be useless.

The potential of the weapon spirit is directly related to the most obvious sign of whether this weapon can grow to the heaven level.

If it is re-attached, Zhuxie can only become a ground-level spiritual weapon in the end.

Even if the top materials are used to refine it again, it is impossible to upgrade the heaven level to the heaven level.

If a high-level weapon refiner were to make a heavenly weapon, it would not be a sword that could kill evil, but a strange sword.

Even if an ordinary sword had been used by a mortal for decades, even if this ordinary sword had no weapon spirit, but was just an iron weapon, this mortal would still think that this weapon was of great significance, and even other exquisite weapons could not compare to it.

This was a special bond between a cultivator and his own spiritual weapon.