Ming Zhao quickly dodged when he saw it, and said helplessly: "I am a low-level bloodline of Wang Pin, it is impossible to awaken the supernatural powers, are you satisfied?"

"Ah, is there a difference between Wang Pin's bloodline and high and low?" Jun Luomeng was at a loss.

"Your uncle, are you a disciple of the Sword Sect?" Ming Zhao was almost angry, but he still patiently explained:

"The probability of Wang Pin's low-level bloodline awakening supernatural power is very low, almost impossible, and the probability of Wang Pin's intermediate-level awakening supernatural power is less than three layers, while Wang Pin's high-level bloodline can awaken supernatural powers. ”

Jun Luo's mouth opened, then he scratched his head and muttered, "It's really damn unlucky, you can meet someone who can fight well, but this bird-like, forget it, hurry back to cultivate, and be promoted to the fourth level of the shackle realm and come to me to fight!"

Ming Zhao almost exploded his lungs, if the four are so good to step in, he will still fight with you?

What a shame!

Every layer of the Shackles Realm is a qualitative change, and it is also a king-level bloodline, unless the awakened supernatural power is very perverted, it is almost impossible to challenge the level.

"There is still such a situation!" Tang Le also had a little more knowledge.

Every day, there are people on the deck who compete, and there are people who compete in formations.

But Tang Le was not interested in this at all, fighting and fighting was bullying, not to mention the formation.

He Junluo, Broken Chong and the others stood in front of the deck for a while and then went back.

If half a year is not reasonably arranged, it is really boring to fly all the time.

However, Tang Le had a full schedule, cultivating the second transformation of the Demon Dragon Nine Transformations, refining weapons, and improving cultivation alternately, and he didn't feel the speed of time at all.

Up to now, the second transformation of the Demon Dragon's Nine Transformations has been tempered six times, and when it comes to the Haoyang Empire, it should be able to reach about fifteen times.

Because there are no more advanced materials, the refining weapon is still at the advanced level.

The next goal is to refine the quasi-royal weapon, which is beyond the scope of the mysterious weapon.

Although it is a quasi-royal weapon, it has not reached the level of a royal weapon, but it is also very lacking in the cultivation world, and most of the masters of the Shackle Realm still use high-level mysterious weapons, and when they reach the Dripping Blood Realm, they have the financial resources to buy quasi-royal weapons.

As for the royal weapon, it is a soldier configured by the masters of the God and Demon Realm and above, and it is even rarer.

One is limited by the material, and the other is that there are too few senior refiners of the corresponding level.

Even the Refining Guild in Bright City didn't have a quasi-king-level refiner.

"Sure enough, it doesn't work!" Seeing a knife embryo in his hand turn into crumbs, Tang Le felt distressed for a while.

He wanted to bless the quasi-king-level formation pattern into the Xuan-level high-level sword embryo, and sure enough, as Nanli said, this was simply unrealistic.

The quasi-king-level formation pattern is not at all something that the Xuan-level high-level sword embryo can bear, he is a little unbelieving in evil, and wants to break this iron law, but it turns out that he looks up to himself too much.

"Do you want to try it with your own Moon Frost Knife?" Tang Le hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up.

The Dragon Slayer Knife was given to Mu Yu, although there were other high-level mysterious weapons, but the Moon Frost Knife meant a lot to him, and once it was destroyed, he would have to die of distress.

"Hundred refining is already the limit of these materials, and if you refine it again, it will be completely destroyed, it seems that it really can't work!" Tang Le sighed, and finally dispelled this thought.

Then he took out the blood essence and began to cultivate.

Three days later, he was awakened by a knock on the door, and when he opened the door, Miao Meng pointed to a woman in the room, Tang Le's eyes jumped slightly.

Broken Spirits!

How did she get here?

"Broken Spirit Girl!" Tang Le walked out with a smile.

"Tang San Gongzi!" Broken Ling bowed slightly, glanced at Miao Meng, and Xiao Nizi pursed her lips and entered her room.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Broken Spirit silently took out a scroll, slowly unfolded it on the table, and said, "Third Master Tang, look!"

"This is ......," Tang Le's eyes froze.

"This is the forging blueprint of the War King's bow, which my father asked me to give to my son!"

"What...... What?" Tang Le was taken aback, and quickly shook his hand and said: "Miss Broken Spirit, this is too valuable, I can't ask for it, I understand what you mean, but, I treat you as friends, do this......"

"Tang Gongzi, you misunderstood!" Duan Ling smiled softly, brushed the hair in front of his forehead, and looked at Tang Le with burning eyes:

"Forging drawings for you, I want Gongzi to help refine five Xuan-level high-level war bows, you know, the black tire bow is extraordinary, and it is only a high-level weapon, and the rest of our war bow is only intermediate, if you want to go further in the imperial ranking battle, you need a better weapon, and you can refine a high-level weapon, then the high-level war bow should be no problem, right?"

"Uh!" Tang Le was stunned, there was really no way to refute this.

"I'm here to ask Tang San Gongzi to refine the weapon, but I'm not here to thank you, it's also my brother who came over, what am I doing for me?" Broken Spirit's words made Tang San even more speechless.

Seeing Tang Le's embarrassed appearance, Duan Ling pursed his lips and smiled, "I won't tease you, in fact, we also know that whether it is a battle bow drawing or archery, we will give it to you directly, in your opinion, it is a blasphemy of friendship, but on the other hand, since they are friends, do you still care about these? Aren't friends helping each other?"

"If you should accept it, don't take it from your mother-in-law, don't look down on me like a woman, Nuo, here are the materials for refining high-grade war bows, can you refine a few more, it depends on your ability, I only need five, five!"

Broken Spirit said and stretched out his hand and shook it.

Tang Le smiled bitterly, "It seems that I have a photo, okay, I'll help you build five!"

Everyone said so, and no matter how hypocritical he was, he felt disgusted.

I readily agreed.

As soon as Broken Ling left, Broken Chong came in, looked at Tang Le with a smile, threw him an archery scroll, and said, "Don't refuse, if you don't want to go, give me some blood essence for cultivation!"

Tang Le smiled bitterly and threw out a bunch of blood essences, at least a hundred bottles.

This is when he accompanied Mu Yu to go crazy in the Blood Demon Realm, he went to the lair of the original blood lion in the third district of the Sword Demon Cave Mansion, and refined a lot of blood essence, these hundred bottles are really nothing.

"You guy, there's quite a lot left!" Broken Chong unceremoniously rolled into his storage ring.

"By the way, when will you be able to refine the quasi-royal weapon?" Broken Chong then asked curiously.

Tang Le sighed, "I need materials, all the ten parts on my body have been destroyed, and none of them have been refined!"

"Oh, that's it, I have ten copies here, but you promise me that you will help me refine a quasi-royal weapon war bow in the future!" After speaking, Broken Chong threw Tang Le a storage bag.

Tang Le showed a wry smile on his face, nodded, and said, "No problem, as long as you can refine it, I will refine a quasi-king-level black tire bow for you as soon as possible!"

"Okay, when you get to the Yunqi Dynasty, pay attention to buying more obsidian, which is the best quasi-king-level material for refining the Black Tire Bow, and in addition, Xingchen Iron also buys more, which is the main material for refining the Star Bow!"

Tang Le was stunned and said curiously: "The people of the Yunqi Dynasty are better at archery?"

Duan Chong nodded, "Of course, the roots of my broken family are in Yunqi, but I have been away for too long and have almost no contact, but I still know Yunqi very well!"

Tang Le was silent, look at the people, the background is not ordinarily deep.

After Broken Chong left, Tang Le carefully studied the drawings of the battle bow.

There are two kinds of war bows, one is the forging drawing of the black tire bow, and the other is the forging drawing of the star bow, and it indicates what kind of formation pattern is blessed.

For example, the black tire bow, the blessed array pattern is the high-level gravity pattern, the high-level penetration pattern, and the acceleration pattern, and the star bow is the high-level penetration pattern, acceleration pattern, and star hallucinogenic pattern.

As for the rest of the formation, it is used to strengthen and increase the toughness and decoration of the formation.

Before destroying the Bai family in the White Emperor City, most of these formations could not be burned, and they belonged to the Xuan Qi faction, and he had never been exposed to them at all.

But the rune twin towers of the White Emperor City all had these formations, all of which were imprinted in Tang Le's mind and became his own.

In addition to the battle bow drawings, there are also arrow feather drawings, the wide-faced arrow of the broken rush is the destruction arrow, the broken spirit and others use the star arrow, and there is also an arrow, called the silence arrow, an arrow out, the world is silent, terrifying, and the light arrow feather is the quasi-king weapon level.

"I really don't know if I don't touch it, I'm shocked when I come into contact, it's broad and profound!" Tang Le's heart was surging and excited.

Then he opened the archery technique given by the broken rush, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, he thought that archery was just a matter of bending the bow and shooting arrows, who knew that it was a technical job, and it was a targeted attack archery.

There are fast archery techniques to deal with group battles, point killing techniques to deal with strong people, twisting archery techniques to enhance attacks, etc., although they are all the most basic archery skills, but they also make Tang Le have a feeling of brightness and gain a lot.

Because it has only been a day since I just cultivated the second transformation of the Demon Dragon Nine Transformations, I need to take a break, and the next period of time is just right to refine the battle bow.

A war bow requires a lot of parts, and each part must be forged to the same level, and it must be tightly fitted, which is a great test of the level of the forge.

Tang Le could just use it to improve his proficiency, and he was immersed in it with all his heart, as if he was enchanted.

But because it is a high-grade mysterious weapon, it is much easier than a quasi-king weapon, and there is a lot of refining experience, plus I am careful and careful, and the parts are generally eliminated after three times, and the forging is becoming more and more exquisite.

After three days, there was already a small pile of parts, five days later, there were twice as many parts, after ten days, they were basically all refined, and after three days, the unrefined ones were refined again.

Finally, each component is bright and heavy, delicate and beautiful.

Click......

As the parts were combined one by one, a star war bow appeared in front of him, and he broke it hard, and the elasticity was amazing.

Pieced together the remaining parts to make six Star War Bows, Tang Le began refining the bowstring again.

The bowstring, the raw material for refining was also sent by the broken spirit, which was the main tendon of the shackle realm demonic beast collected in the Blood Demon Realm.

Seeing that the materials were sufficient, he fused them in five or five, and then incorporated the corresponding materials to increase toughness, straightened them with strong divine soul power, and finally refined seven blood-colored bowstrings.

"If it's thicker, it'll grow into a whip!" Tang Le tugged hard, full of elasticity and toughness, energy poured into it, became straight, and stabbed out violently, like a spear, with a screaming sound that broke through the air.

After playing twice, I was quite satisfied, tied them one by one to the bow, adjusted the balance, and finally burned the fusion pattern, the reinforcement pattern and the formation pattern that increased toughness, these are all small formations, which are to improve the durability of the war bow.

Then there were the Xuan-level advanced formations, which increased attack speed, penetration, and weight, one by one, and were carefully integrated into the battle bow by him.

As soon as it was formed, the heavy, sharp, and beautiful seven Xuan-level high-grade star battle bows were placed in front of him.

It took half a day to refine five ordinary arrow feathers, bend the bow and set up the arrows, with the sound of creaking, Tang Le's arms muscles rose, the arc of the bow was stretched to the extreme, and the bowstring was pulled to perfection.

With a bang, the arrow feathers shot out like lightning, and then slammed into the wall behind the target with a boom, directly blasting out a large hole, revealing the terrifying Junluo inside.

That is, the arrow feather explodes into pieces when it hits the wall, otherwise it will be nailed directly to him through the wall.

"Tang Le, are you going to scare Lao Tzu to death?" Jun Luo rushed in from the entrance of the cave with a black face, rubbed his body and pounced.

With a bang, a bow was thrown out, and Junluo returned from the entrance of the cave, and was smashed into a daze, almost falling.

As a hurried knock sounded, Tang Le hurriedly put away the seven battle bows, and when he opened the door, Nanli, Daoxuan, Minghuang, Miao Meng, and Qin Yang all looked nervous.

"What's the matter, someone is plotting against you?" Minghuang's face was gloomy, and then he saw the hole, as well as Jun Luo, who had a dark face, and his face couldn't help but tremble, "You...... You two ......"

"The two of them made a move in a panic, who knew that the was too violent, he didn't handle it well, and he split a hole with a knife!"

Tang Le came as soon as he opened his mouth, and directly framed Jun Luo.

"What nonsense!" Minghuang's nose was almost crooked, although the wall was relatively low-level, but it had also reached the level of a high-level mystery, and it was strange that such a large wall had a hole in it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll make it up, I'll make it up!"

Tang Le had to apologize again and again and say a lot of good things before sending them away.

"What the hell did you just say?" Junluo's nose was about to smoke.

"What's the matter? Eat mine, drink mine, take mine when you're done, can you have less meat or less hair......?

"Stop, stop, stop......" Jun Luo looked at the black line, looked at the target, and then looked at the big hole in the wall, and said with a sneer: "Obviously where the target is, you shoot on the wall, there is really yours, stupid as a pig, take it, I'll teach you!"

"You teach me?" Tang Le's eyes bulged.

"What do you mean? Lao Tzu is behind the door, after the door, do you know? Who is like you, a country man, who has never seen the world!"

Jun Luo finally caught the point of anger, grabbed Ke Jin'er and stimulated, and Tang Le's face turned green.

Sure enough, people's archery skills are skilled, arrows are shot out, casual, chic and comfortable, Tang Le admired it, but he didn't expect this black charcoal head to have this hand.