The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, Zhang Fei trembled and put down the things in his hand, his legs and feet shook while leaving the venue, this situation has never happened, they have a feeling that death is accumulating above their heads, and all the contestants abandon the race, after all, it is important to save their lives.

Originally, it was a good refining competition, but it was lost by Yang Ling on a whim, although he felt a little guilty, but this is also a good opportunity, every vision can attract a master who secretly wins Tibet, he wants to see how many powerful monks there are in Zhangjiajie, he thinks that the ability of the Ji clan is not strong in the mortal world, although it is the extreme realm, but the extreme realm is not invincible, there is no shortage of strong people reincarnated in the immortal realm in the mortal realm, these people are really strong.

There are powerful monks in the fairy world who have suffered from the catastrophe of annihilation, and they will cultivate themselves into all the bodies before death, and turn into countless small balls of spiritual power scattered all over the chaos, this spiritual power can only be found by them, and their spiritual body will degenerate into a human race scattered in the world, the human race is conscious, and can possess the newborn baby, continue to cultivate with the memories of the previous life, and find their scattered spiritual power all the way, so they are extremely powerful, and the cultivation speed is a hundred times that of ordinary people, Yang Ling hopes to meet a certain powerful monk who is acquainted with Yan Ji and understand the situation in the fairy world, after all, the time flow of the fairy world and the mortal world is different, and the immortal world is a hundred years and the mortal world is a year, the Holy Realm is one year in the mortal realm. (12 years in the first era)

Cumulus clouds completely obscured the sky, faintly thunder and lightning flashed, the entire Zhangjiajie became like dusk, many monks gathered outside the Luoxian Sect to observe secretly, as long as they found that an artifact was born, then they would go crazy and attack and snatch the artifact that was baked.

There was a dead silence on the field, no one spoke, and even a large number of monks fled from the Orchid Valley, the horror stemmed from the unknown, and it was inevitable that those who had not seen such a scene would be afraid.

Time has passed, the spear in the furnace has been formed, and at this time Yang Ling is about to choose a master for the artifact, this person is naturally Zhang Wunan, but this time he has a new idea, that is, to join Ao Xin's dragon soul, which can make Ao Xin and the weapon fuse, so that the spear has room to improve.

"Third brother, what about Ao Xin, let him come out. Yang Ling stopped urging the spiritual fire and asked Zhang Wunan to release Ao Xin.

"Big brother, he sleeps every day, because I'm afraid that it will scare people when it comes out, and it may be forcibly teleported, so I keep him asleep, and it's okay to release it, right?" Zhang Wunan knew the existence of Tianfeng So he didn't dare to let Ao Xin appear in the world.

"For a quarter of an hour, as long as the daily time does not exceed this time, the Yuandan Demon Beast will not be teleported, let alone struck by lightning. "The Yuan Dan realm can exist for a short time in the mortal realm, but there is only a quarter of an hour every day, and when it is overtime, it will be destroyed by heavenly thunder, or forcibly teleported, but the target of forcible teleportation can only be a demon beast like Yuan Hu that the heavenly thunder can't help, and the heavenly thunder in the mortal realm can only destroy the most Yuan infant monks.

"Okay, Ao Xin, my eldest brother will let you get up and come out for a walk. As soon as Zhang Wunan transmitted, a dragon roar resounded through the valley, and a white-scaled and blue-maned horned dragon appeared, Ao Xin rose to the sky, and then dropped his head and came to Yang Ling's side.

"That's a dragon!'s my son?" Zhang Wuji saw Ao Xin fly out of Zhang Wunan's back and sat down on the ground in shock, he never dreamed that his son actually raised a dragon.

"Wu Nan, this stinky boy, I don't know where to get it, I have to give him an axe when I go back, and I won't say a word to you about such a big thing. Zhang Wubin was also very excited, clenched his fists and looked at Ao Xin and said, but he knew it, but he didn't tell Zhang Wuji about it.

The elders near Zhang Wenlong were even more shocked, even these old men didn't have a war pet, a young man actually tamed a horned dragon, and it was a horned dragon that was about to evolve into a real dragon, it was a fourth-level demon beast.

"Master, I have repeatedly rushed into them, will he kill me!" Zhang Fei was so frightened that he peed out at the moment, thinking that he had offended Yang Ling before, he was afraid, this horned dragon would be killed on the spot even if it was his master.

"Shut up, from now on, you give me a good look, and I'll admit my mistake to them later, according to their ability, they don't bother to talk to ants like you. Zhang Wenlong scolded angrily, but after all, he was his apprentice, and he would not ignore him when it was time to come forward.

"Wow, is this a dragon? It's like riding it up and down the sky. Zhang Qingyan held his chin on the armrest, looking at Ao Xin and fanciing.

The monks outside the Luoxian Sect were persuaded to retreat by the appearance of Ao Xin, they thought that Ao Xin was the guardian beast of the artifact, the fourth order of Yuan Dan, a mouthful of dragon breath can make them turn into ashes, although the treasure is good, but the impossible thing to fight for is still forget it.

Yang Ling made a handprint, and then slapped his palm to Ao Xin's head, and when he raised it again, there was a faint purple aura, this is Ao Xin's dragon soul, he pulled the dragon soul to the spear, and then sealed it with a secret method, and the handle of the spear suddenly gave birth to white dragon scales, and a rune was born, which is the place to accommodate Ao Xin.

After injecting Ao Xin's dragon soul into the weapon, returning to Zhang Wunan's sea of knowledge, Yang Ling pulled out a trace of Zhang Wunan's divine soul and integrated it into the weapon, and then hooked the law of ice into the weapon, and the power of these laws would be integrated into the entire weapon, and then the spear emitted a white mist, and a chill swept through the entire field, making everyone shiver.

For all this, the time is about to reach the three-day deadline, at this time, Ji Tianjiao has already arrived outside the Luoxian Sect, and is watching, at the same time, there are many monks who are not afraid of death are waiting in hibernation, Yuan Hu also rushed to the top of the mountain above the arena to protect Yang Ling.

"Stinky boy, you know that you will be blind and show off, this will make you suffer a catastrophe!" Yuan Hu sighed helplessly, he never thought that Yang Ling was actually refining the artifact with great fanfare, like an ignorant child, not knowing that he was brewing a disaster.

The thunder roared, a light rain fell in the sky, the refining artifact was about to reach the last step, and he accepted the baptism of the heavenly thunder, Yang Ling took out four lightning amulets and pasted them on the four corners of the Ding furnace, and then sacrificed the blood, pinched his fingers and sealed, and shouted: "Divine Martial Arts Martial Qu Xingjun!"

Suddenly, the entire sky flashed, and Youlan Valley was shrouded in a big hand phantom, Yang Ling's realm was too low, and he could only summon one hand of the god to resist the thunder tribulation, because the thunder tribulation of the artifact fell, at least the entire Falling Immortal Sect was blown away, so everything must be in place in order for the artifact to cross the tribulation.

Divine generals, only after getting the inheritance of the leader of the human race, or the Yan Emperor can be used, the divine general is to attract the soul of the Big Dipper, used to help the war or launch the secret art of the Yan Emperor, the Big Dipper is not only the luck of the human race, but also the seven souls of the Yan Emperor, the Yan Emperor gave up reincarnation before his death, turned the seven souls into soul lamps, followed the footsteps of the Terran to hang in the north, and the six spirits were hung in the south, that is the Southern Dipper, the Southern Dipper Six Stars are related to the survival of the Terran leader, can bless the life of the Terran leader, if the Terran leader is good enough, then the Southern Dipper Six Stars will exhaust all the power, so that its longevity reaches almost immortality。

The big hand existed in the Luoxian Sect like a pot, and the Divine Technique could only last for five minutes, Yang Ling instantly controlled the spear in the Ding and flew out, the sky exploded, and a hundred-meter red thunder fell, so frightened that the monk crouched with his head in his hands, and some people were even shouting for their mother, they all thought they were finished.

The red thunder bombarded the phantom of the big hand, blasting the big hand open a hole, the power of the thunder tribulation was mostly neutralized, but there was still a red thunder about two zhang wide through, Yang Ling instantly sacrificed one of the nine tripods of Jingzhou Ding, and caught the thunder, this thunder Yang Ling did not finish it all, and the remaining bucket thick red thunder slashed towards the spear, the spear withstood the thunder tribulation, absorbing the law of heaven to bless itself, and an explosion sounded, shattering the Ding furnace underneath and scattering it in all directions.

A flash of golden light appeared, the light enveloped the entire Falling Immortal Sect, and the dazzling golden light pierced the monks outside the sect so that they couldn't open their eyes, accompanied by a dragon roar, a white dragon scale spear appeared, and slowly fell to Yang Ling's side.

"Whew~ It's finally done. Yang Ling put away Jingzhou Ding, sat on the ground with his buttocks, refining this artifact exhausted all his spiritual power, and he was sweating profusely, and lay down to rest weakly.

"Not dead?"

"Not dead!hahahahaha..."The monks on the field were like the rest of their lives, hugging each other happily and laughing, the thunder just now, a normal person has to be afraid, I thought I was going to die under the thunder, but I found that there was nothing, and I was so happy that I almost forgot about the artifact.

"Is this an artifact?" Zhang Yanan asked as he walked up to Yang Ling in surprise and handed over an elixir.

"Yes, it's just the seventh order of the divine product, I thought I could reach the ninth order, it seems that I shouldn't block the last thunder, I'm afraid of hurting us." Yang Ling lay down and looked back at the spear, a little disappointed.

"Third brother, don't try it yet. Zhang Yanan took it and found that he couldn't hold it, so he asked Zhang Wunan to try, after all, the owner was him. The weight of the divine weapon, if not the owner, would weigh twenty-eight tons, and even if it could be picked up, it would not be able to exert its ability.

Zhang Wunan was still stunned just now, but he didn't expect the artifact to be refined by Yang Ling in three days, which was too cheap, but he still couldn't wait to give it a try.

His spear, weighing it in his hand, found that it was not as unshakable as Zhang Yanan, and then injected the true yuan, the weapon emitted a cold air, and made a faint hum, he waved it lightly towards a place where no one was in the distance, and suddenly opened a long ditch.

The movement made by Zhang Wunan startled the people on the stage, and it was only when they remembered the artifact that they turned their eyes to the spear in Zhang Wunan's hand.

"Damn, awesome, I'll try to slash it. Zhang Yanan took out one of the Heavenly Fire Twin Evils, and wanted to try it with the spear, and he also wanted to know how much difference between the grade of his knife and the artifact.

"Ding~" Zhang Yanan was an anxious man, and the fire knife slashed towards the spear, with a crisp sound, and then with a bang, the spear was easily cut off.

", big brother, the spear is broken, what's the matter!" Zhang Yanan panicked, the artifact that had just been baked was easily cut off by the knife in his hand, and at the same time, he was also shocked that the weapon in his hand could cut off the artifact.

"Is this an artifact?" The stage was suddenly silent, and the needle drop could be heard, just now they were waiting for death, and they actually waited for a scrap iron, all doubting the grade of the spear, especially Zhang Wuji, who was still laughing just now, and suddenly his mouth was open enough to stuff his fist, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

"It turned out that the thunder was loud and the rain was small, this is an artifact?" many monks shook their heads and sighed, regretful, and some were disdainful.

"You have brain cramps, take Tianbao to cut artifacts, you can't do this kind of thing in ten years with cerebral palsy, is this comparable?"

"It's okay, Wu Nan, you try to use the spirit weapon to urge the weapon, the artifact will not be easily destroyed, and it can be restored, mainly because your second brother's white prostitute's knife grade is too high. When Yang Ling saw Zhang Yanan doing something stupid, he first scolded him, and then told Zhang Wunan about the characteristics of the artifact.

"Oh. Zhang Wunan was wondering just now, if Yang Ling was mistaken, such a vulnerable weapon was actually an artifact, if it was a combat state, then Zhang Yanan's head sword, he would be gone if he resisted it with a spear.

Sure enough, he poured the spear with spiritual power, and the broken part was immediately linked, and it returned to its normal form, making a false alarm.

The stage was silent again, could there still be this kind of operation? If this was really an artifact, what grade was the knife in Zhang Yanan's hand that easily cut off the artifact? They didn't dare to imagine that looking at the eyes of the three brothers at this time was like looking at three monsters.

"Hahahaha, I have an artifact in the Floating Spirit Sect, hahahaha......" Zhang Wuji saw the artifact restored, and looked up to the sky again and laughed, he was shocked for the past few days, he was about to go crazy.

Zhang Wenlong and Zhang Feng Zhang Youwei stepped down and wanted to see the artifact, but when they were just halfway through, their familiar and fearful voices came from behind them: "Put down Lao Tzu, that weapon, my Shadow Sect has taken a fancy to it, whoever dares to move it will declare war with my Shadow Sect!"