Chapter 307: Refining!

Deep in the ancient ruins, on a huge mountain peak, sits a lonely gray palace.

Here, it is the palace where the corpse dragon, the demon real person, and the mad man came before.

I saw that in the originally magnificent hall, most of the huge beams and pillars were destroyed.

Even the walls of the palace were filled with huge cracks, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

Obviously, the previous battle between the corpse dragon and the demon demon real person teamed up caused huge damage to this palace.

However, at this time, in this palace, the corpse dragon has lost its trace.

Only the real demon and the old dwarf man are here.

The old dwarf man was still sitting cross-legged on the gray altar.

He made seals with his hands, constantly changing his mudras.

In front of him, the real person with a pale face stood upright with no life.

One after another, the gray talisman imprints continued to penetrate the eyebrows of the real demon from between the handprints of the dwarf old man.

Every time a gray mark is punched, there is an extra layer of gray light on the body of the real demon demon.

"Huh? This is ...... The breath of soul sacrifice?"

At this moment, the old dwarf seemed to sense something, and his face changed suddenly.

The pupils, which were so dark that they couldn't see the eyeballs, suddenly looked up at the outside of the palace.

"Could he ...... How is this possible, his strength should have been exhausted in the first place, and he has been sealed by the seal, how can he still have the strength to break through the seal?"

The old dwarf's face was extremely ugly, and his tone had a solemn look that was difficult to hide.

"Hmph, it's good to come out, save the old man and have to work hard to break the seal, it's been more than two hundred years, I don't know what kind of look you will look like when you meet again?"

It took a long time for the old dwarf to calm down.

He didn't know what he remembered, his face returned to normal, and he even sneered softly with a confident smile.

In an instant, his handprints changed again, and the gray runes condensed again, hitting the eyebrows of the real demon demon......

……

Ocean of Thunder, a thin area of thunder.

The blood-colored true element turned into a thick defensive shield, blocking all the power of the thunder that fell.

Under the blood-colored defensive cover, Wang Yang, who was sitting cross-legged, had a blood mark on his wrist.

Blood flowed out continuously, flowing down the true qi in his hand, pouring into the small thunder tower in the palm of his hand.

According to what the Sword Demon said before, Wang Yang had already used his true qi to cover all the nine thunder arrays in this thunder tower.

Now it only needs to penetrate it with essence blood, and it can be regarded as a complete refining of this thunder tower.

However, the top floor of this small tower, the Thunder Altar, which looked like it would collapse and disappear at any moment, was always there.

Buzz!

At the moment when the blood penetrated the Thunder Formation, the entire Thunder Tower trembled slightly.

It was like a carved silver rune, and it lit up with a silvery white light.

Immediately after that, those silver-white runes all turned into thunderbolts, flying and spinning around Wang Yang's right hand.

Then it followed Wang Yang's blood and quietly poured into that thunder formation.

This surprising scene made Wang Yang extremely surprised.

"Gu Bao has actually begun to recognize the Lord, this is too smooth!"

There was a hint of joy in the Sword Demon's tone, and at the same time a little surprise.

However, all ancient treasures have a certain spirituality, and under normal circumstances, there will be a lot of trouble in refining.

But Wang Yang's refining of this small thunder tower was so smooth that even he was a little surprised.

You must know that Wang Yang's true qi is not a thunder attribute, and the compatibility with this thunder tower should not be high.

This made the sword demon a little confused.

He sensed it carefully and made sure that nothing had gone wrong, so he was relieved.

When the blood was mixed with the true qi, and those silver-white runes, it permeated the entire Thunder Formation.

Wang Yang suddenly had a strange feeling of connecting hearts with the thunder tower.

"The first layer of the formation refining has been successful!"

A touch of joy appeared on Wang Yang's face.

Immediately after controlling and blood, he continued to infiltrate towards the second layer of the Thunder Formation, and those flying thunder runes followed closely behind.

When Wang Yang was refining this thunder tower, time passed quietly, and half a day passed.

During this period, in this sea of thunder, great turmoil was discovered.

Boom Boom!

The sound of earth-shattering and violent bombardment sounded continuously.

The shockwave of destruction, like a landslide cracking the ground, swept in all directions, and everywhere it passed, even the ground was blasted into a huge deep crater.

The power of the thunder in the sky within a radius of hundreds of zhang was all scattered by Qi Qi, and it was impossible to enter this area at all.

I saw that in the deep pit, there were seven imposing and mountain-like figures.

The majestic True Yuan surrounded them, all of which were Yuan Dan Realm cultivators.

The three leaders of these seven people are the three marquis-level figures among the three major legions.

At this time, these three feudal figures who are usually hostile and have even fought each other countless times.

But it was to unite with other Yuan Dan Venerables and work together to fight against the strange old man opposite.

Although they are seven to one, they have an absolute advantage in numbers, but they are the ones who look solemn as if they are facing a great enemy.

On the other hand, the strange old man stared greedily at the seven of them, as if he had seen a few delicacies.

The strange old man who hunted the other innate martial artists and the Yuan Dan Venerable finally set his sights on these last dozen or so Yuan Dan figures.

"Knowing that you are not the old man's opponent, why bother dying, or obediently sacrifice your souls. ”

The strange old man smiled grimly.

His thin right hand opened, and a cloud of gray energy appeared, and there were countless mysterious gray talismans in it.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if you are enemies of our three imperial dynasties?"

A marquis-level Yuan Dan, with a gloomy face like water, opened his mouth coldly.

He is the Yuan Dan Venerable of the Hundred Battles Dynasty, and among the three major feudal level Yuan Dan, his strength is the strongest, and he has a resounding reputation in the land of bloody battles.

"Hey, don't talk about your three major dynasties, even if the entire Four Regions join forces, you can't help the old man, if it wasn't for the guy from Wan Dan who chased and killed him, you, the thirteen countries of the Northern Regions, would have been sacrificed by the old man's soul a long time ago, how could it be passed down to this day. ”

When the strange old man heard this, he smiled contemptuously.

The gray energy in his hand became more and more condensed, and the terrifying fluctuations emitted made the surrounding void tremble slightly.

"This old guy is too arrogant!"

"He does have arrogant capital, although he has not been able to go all out, but his strength is at least at the king level, and maybe even ...... Stronger!"

"What should we do? If we continue to fight like this, we will definitely lose, or we will ......."

The lips of the three feudal lords moved slightly, and their true qi was transmitted, discussing with each other.

"It's been such a long time, that guy should have noticed that I broke free from the seal, and he hasn't shown up, but he's quite calm, so let's let you live a little longer, anyway, this is the last batch of souls." ”

The strange old man's gaze cooled after looking around and not finding the person he wanted to wait for.