It's only halfway through the night.

Inside the inn, Ye Lingyue was carrying out the last step of the Nine Dragons Yin.

The Molten Spirit is unfamiliar to most of the monks on the Ilha Verde Continent.

Only a few families and sects with a long history will melt souls.

This was the first time that Ye Lingyue had melted the spirit on the spirit weapon.

Nine Dragons Yin was suspended in mid-air, and the sword body that had been forged twice exuded an unstoppable cold glow.

The gray-white flames danced on Ye Lingyue's palm.

The first time she melted the spirit, Ye Lingyue couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

She now has four spirits: water, wood, earth, and fire, and since it is the first time she has melted into the spirit, she doesn't know which spirit she should melt into.

After thinking about it, she simply decided to make a certain bold decision, which was to fuse the four spirits into it one by one.

Ye Lingyue's move, if it was seen by an old refiner like the old master of Longhuai or the city lord of the Four Directions, who had been famous for many years, he would definitely reprimand her for messing around.

Not to mention, the five elements of spirit that exist between heaven and earth are all rare things, and most of them are things that are mutually reinforcing and mutually restrictive, and they are forcibly added to a spiritual weapon, and the effect can be imagined.

But Ye Lingyue is a new hand, where can she take care of so much.

Her heart moved at will, and she wanted to integrate into the four spirits, so she did so.

The ash fire engulfed tongues of fire, burning four ravines on the sword's body like tendons.

As soon as the ravine was formed, Ye Lingyue did not hesitate at all, and her fingertips instantly burst out with blue, green, yellow, and red spiritual power.

The spiritual power of the four eyes poured into the sword body, quickly filling the ravine above.

The spiritual power was intertwined, and Jiulong Yin's sword body trembled slightly.

The four-colored spiritual power converged into four small streams, gurgling and flowing.

The spirit of earth is incomparably strong, the spirit of water is tenacious, the spirit of fire is domineering and arrogant, and the spirit of wood is vibrant.

As the gray fire became more and more vigorous, Ye Lingyue's forehead was already covered with sweat.

It's just a molten spirit in less than a quarter of an hour, she has already broken through the spiritual power of Fang Zun's level, and she is rapidly depleting, but what's worse is that she can feel that because of the conflict between the four spirits, Jiulong Yin is starting to get out of control.

It was like a restless wild horse, trying to get rid of Ye Lingyue's shackles.

Ye Lingyue had to use her spiritual power while expending a lot of yuan power to control Jiulong Yin and prevent it from getting out of control and scurrying around the room, accidentally injuring her and Feng Xin.

Such a huge loss quickly drained Ye Lingyue's physical strength.

It seemed that he felt that Ye Lingyue's physical strength and mental strength were both exhausted, and the gray flame in Ye Lingyue's hand also became unstable, and the flame became darker and darker.

Ye Lingyue was bitter.

If she had known that the Molten Spirit was so difficult, she would never have been so reckless.

"Ling Yue?"

Feng Xin saw that Ye Lingyue's situation was not good, so she couldn't help but take a step forward.

Both palms were against Ye Lingyue's back, and Ye Lingyue only felt that behind his back, a powerful Yuan Force was surging.

Her exhausted body, when she felt that Yuan force, it was like a long drought and a rainstorm, absorbing the Yuan Force behind her.

The continuous source of power made Ye Lingyue's physical strength gradually recover, and the gray fire in his hand brightened again.

There was a shudder.

The Nine Dragons in the ash fire let out a buzzing sound.

The blade of the sword emitted a bright and dark light.

"What is this?"

A thought crossed my mind.

Ye Lingyue no longer hesitated, and out of instinct, she quickly took out the materials for refining Nine Dragon Yin that she had prepared earlier in her Qiankun Purple Gold Bag, and kneaded them into the ash fire one by one.

These materials quickly melted into the Nine Dragons Yin.

The Nine Dragons, which was originally only two fingers wide, quickly became longer and wider, both in length and width, and doubled compared to the original.

Such a change made Ye Lingyue stunned.

But her surprise didn't last long.

"It's not good, the ancient dragon's blood is not enough. Ye Lingyue found that the dragon blood she had prepared was too little.

"I'll come. Feng Xin flicked his fingers, and a few drops of red blood on his fingers melted into the Nine Dragons Yin.

As soon as Feng Xin's blood was stained with Jiulong's Yin, the sword body suddenly made a terrifying sound.

The sword body of Jiulong Yin, which became four fingers wide, was dyed with Fengxin's blood, and there was an extra blood mark in the middle of the sword, and the blood mark was like a wildfire burning in the plain, quickly spreading on the sword body more than half a person high.

As the blood marks grew, cracks formed on the smooth sword body, like dragon scales.

In the end, the whole sword was split in two.

When the sword was divided into two, two Nine Dragons Yin rose into the air.

I only heard a terrible dragon groan, and the two swords turned into two dragons, one male and one female.

The two dragons chased after me, chasing in mid-air, seeing that Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin were stunned.

Knowing that the two swords groaned softly, sneered twice, and stabbed into the ground, the two of them came back to their senses.

I saw that in the room, there was a pair of male and female swords, but the hilt of the sword was a nine-clawed dragon with two necks hovering, the male sword was domineering and strong, and the female sword was bright and flexible, one black and one white, natural and indescribable.

Can a sword turn into a dragon?

In such a situation, even Feng Xin saw it for the first time.

Ye Lingyue didn't understand either, every step she took was strictly refined according to Ye Wuming Taizu's instructions.

Taizu failed to refine back then, why did she succeed in refining, and she also refined such a special male and female Nine Dragon Yin.

"Could it be because of your blood?"

Ye Lingyue was suspicious and glanced at Feng Xin.

The latter is innocent, with a look of "you ask me, I will ask who to go".

Ye Lingyue could only step forward and want to pull out the two swords.

But as soon as her hand touched the black sword, her hand shrank back sharply.

The mighty sword that was like a dark night actually carried a cone of cold intent, and as soon as Ye Lingyue touched it, his skin was quickly covered with a layer of black ice.

"Wait, you can't touch that sword. Feng Xin hurriedly took Ye Lingyue's hand and looked at it carefully.

"Out of the way. Ye Lingyue quickly transported the breath in her body, and the layer of black ice on her skin melted.

Ye Lingyue still didn't believe in evil, and wanted to try again, but was stopped by Feng Xin.

"You can't use this sword. It...... I'm afraid it's not a spiritual weapon, but a demon soldier, I'll try it. ”

Evil soldiers, born with evil, difficult for mortals to get close to, only demons, cultivated to a high level, can be recognized by the demon soldiers can use it.

Feng Xin said, stepped forward, held the sword, only heard a sneer, the male sword that had resisted Ye Lingyue earlier, it was easily pulled up by Feng Xin, and Feng Xin's hand did not have the slightest trace of being eroded by the cold.

This black sword is really a fierce soldier.

Feng Xin's thick eyebrows tightened, and he already understood that the reason why Jiulong Yin changed was indeed because of his blood.