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Han Long, who was in retreat, did not know that he had entered the field of vision of the Valley Lord of the Blood Mist Valley, and at this time, in the room, in addition to taking the Tianyun Divine Herb every day, Han Long also insisted on taking other pills to cooperate with his cultivation. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Doing homework, cultivating, and taking pills became all he did every day.

Monotonous and boring, but the path of cultivating truth is originally a boat against the current, boring and boring, if you want to become a master, you must be able to endure hardships and loneliness.

Inside the room, there was a mist everywhere, and the entire room was shrouded in a formation prohibition.

In the midst of the array, a man covered in golden light sat there cross-legged, one yellow and one red, shining and intertwining around him.

The golden figure sitting cross-legged, his hands on top of his knees, his hands pinched separately, and the yellow and red lights were injected into his two hands.

This golden figure is none other than Han Long in retreat.

There is no time for cultivation, one year old and one Jiazi.

In this array, Han Long had no concept of time at all, and he himself didn't know how many days he had been cultivating.

I only know that in the Sumeru ring, the number of Tianyun Divine Grass has been reduced by half, and the fire attribute spar in his hand has also been consumed by about half, as for the earth attribute spar, it is still very sufficient, and the spar spirit vein in the Sumeru bracelet seems to have decreased a little in volume, and in the space of the Sumeru bracelet, a lot of spiritual energy has been exhausted, turning into gray and dull waste spars.

"Bang, bang, bang!" There were three muffled sounds, and three more fire attribute spars ran out of aura and turned into waste spars.

Han Long opened his eyes, took out a Tianyun Divine Grass from the Sumeru Ring and threw it into his mouth, it was worthy of being a treasure that could enhance his divine sense, after this Tianyun Divine Grass was refined and absorbed in his body, it quickly turned into a warm current and poured into Han Long's sea of consciousness, bringing a trace of warmth to the silent immortal soul.

It's a wonderful feeling, like being in a mother's womb, it's warm, it's refreshing, it's like taking drugs, it's addictive.

It took a full ten minutes for Han Long to come to his senses.

Tianyun Shencao is really the best, fortunately I have a firm mind, otherwise I would almost get lost in this feeling.

With a flip of his hand, Han Long took out the black dagger, this high-grade spiritual weapon was snatched from the young man in the middle of the golden pill when he was in the Yunmeng Swamp, and the divine sense mark on it had already been erased by Han Long, while he had time now, Han Long planned to sacrifice it.

Improving one's strength is the king, and refining one more offensive magic weapon is a good thing after all.

This black dagger was the highest-level magic weapon in Han Long's hand now, even if it was the most skillful Interestless Sword, it was only comparable to a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Just as he was condensing the True Yuan, the black dagger seemed to sense something, and began to vibrate continuously in Han Long's hand, and bursts of sharp gold qi emanated from all over his body, as if it wanted to resist Han Long's refining.

The top-grade spiritual weapon is really full of spirituality, and it can actually perceive Han Long's thoughts.

"Hehe" sneered a few times, Han Long threw the dagger in his hand, making it suspended in mid-air, and began to pinch the magic technique, one by one handprints hit the dagger like a hundred birds throwing into the forest.

Under the infusion of the golden true element, the black dagger was like a black gold sun, and the ripple-like fluctuations rippled out in all directions, and the sharp and incomparable sword qi fluctuated, constantly hitting the air, fortunately it was covered by the fluctuations of the formation, otherwise, I am afraid that Han Long's room would be full of holes and devastation.

The black dagger vibrated at a high speed in mid-air at a frequency invisible to the naked eye, and a fierce and incomparable devouring power emerged from the dagger's body, like a bottomless pit, frantically devouring Han Long's true yuan.

At the same time, the endless killing qi came out from the dagger's body, even if it was shrouded in the Vajra Demon Suppression Array, the entire room was shaking, as if it was experiencing an earthquake, it was worthy of being an attack-type high-grade spiritual weapon, and the thickness of this killing qi was ten times and a hundred times stronger than that of the Breathless Sword.

The light of the black sun became more and more intense, and the killing aura became stronger and stronger, permeating the entire formation.

Han Long's body flashed with a dark light, and a burst of equally fierce and terrifying killing qi instantly emerged, and the coercion was able to compete with the killing qi emitted by the black sun, and the killing qi around him and the killing qi emanating from Han Long's body met, and it was like a weapon intersecting, bursting out of thin air with bursts of dazzling sparks.

In this way, Han Long was in the midst of this rich killing aura, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, as if the Hell Killing God had descended, and the magic tricks in his hands were still ever-changing, without stopping.

The golden light of the Dao Dao pierced the space like a meteor, and fell on the black dagger without mishap, continuously refining this high-grade spiritual weapon.

I don't know how long it took, Han Long, who had consumed more than half of the true yuan, put a Yuan Li Dan in his mouth, and after feeling the dry true yuan in his body quickly filling up again, he turned over the knot trick again, and shouted loudly.

There was a loud bang in the entire space, and the black sun suddenly converged in an instant, turning into a black streamer and flying into Han Long's hands.

Han Long held the dagger in his hand, experiencing the feeling of unhinderedness, knowing that this black dagger had finally been successfully refined, he couldn't help but show a smug smile.

"Huh!"

At this time, Han Long noticed that on the sharp dagger, there were a few small characters engraved on it, and with all his eyesight, the words "Black Demon Killing" came into view.

It seems that these three words are the name of this high-grade spiritual weapon, "Black Devil Killing", which is really domineering!

Han Long injected the dagger into the true yuan and swung wildly in all directions, and the pitch-black sword qi suddenly broke through the air and slashed towards the void.

The Vajra Demon Suppression Array was suddenly stimulated again, although this array was wonderful, but it was also slashed by these sword qi and roared, and even one or two formation spaces were instantly split into a one-foot-large narrow crack, and the light suddenly penetrated through the gap, but then the power of the formation surged, and those spatial cracks quickly recovered as before.

The power of the high-grade spiritual weapon is really extraordinary, especially in the hands of Han Long, a Yuanying monk, it is more powerful than the previous Jindan mid-stage monk.

Han Long was satisfied with the Black Devil Killing Dagger, this dagger dagger blade is only seven inches long, one inch short, one inch dangerous, and it is the most suitable for sneak attacks.

"Buzz ......"

An unknown chirping sound came from Han Long, the expression on his face froze, and then a wry smile appeared on his face, that unknown black worm actually came to his senses at this time, he really knew how to pick time.

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To be continued.

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