Chapter 585 Flying Sword Success

Call!

The flames were blazing, and over time, the 100,000-degree heat began to melt the nozzles.

The flames are getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature in the laboratory is also rising!

Fortunately, with the help of the powerful spiritual power in the white spar, Zhao Yan constantly supported his spiritual power barrier and withstood the high temperature!

"It's coming!" Although it was in the thick spiritual power barrier, the astronaut-like protective suit that Zhao Yan wore on his body had been burned to ashes!

Zhao Yan's whole body was sweating like rain!

And he didn't care about these at all, he hammered and hammered the flying sword in his hand.

At this moment, this flying sword has been fully formed, the sword body is not large, two feet long, and the whole body is black, creating a very delicate creation, and the surging spiritual power in it is the most exciting place!

"Almost!"

Zhao Yan's mind moved again, put the last batch of items on the shelf, and also used his spiritual power to hold them up, slowly approaching the flames!

The last material used was the Mithril that Ouyang Xuan helped him find!

"If it weren't for Mithril, my flying sword would have been built right now! But if, with the addition of Mithril, my flying sword is the pinnacle of power! ”

Among the few metal flying swords on the earth, almost every one of them has Mithril added, Zhao Yan's flying sword, if it doesn't add Mithril, it will be inferior!

"I will never let my flying sword be inferior before it is built!"

The small ball of Mithril, which weighed only a few grams, soon came to the sky above the flame, and now as the nozzle was burned, the flame area also became very huge, and the melting point of Mithril was not so high, and it had already been burned before it was close to the highest point of the flame!

When Mithril was burned, it swelled into a bright silver liquid that was constantly tumbling with bubbles!

"That's great!"

Zhao Yan's heart was overjoyed, and he hurriedly used his spiritual power to control this ball of Mithril and flew in his direction!

And when this ball of Mithril solution came to Zhao Yan, he immediately held the hilt of the sword in his hand and stabbed forward suddenly!

The flying sword with a black body instantly penetrated the Mithril solution, and suddenly you could see that this black flying sword was covered with a layer of silver!

"Not bad!" Zhao Yan's eyes shot a look of surprise, and after the flying sword turned silver, its appearance became much more beautiful!

What made Zhao Yan even more excited was that as Mithril was evenly smeared on the surface of the flying sword, the blade position of the flying sword naturally became smooth and sharp!

"No wonder all the builders of flying swords use Mithril as a material! This is indeed a necessary material for building a flying sword! ”

Just when Zhao Yan was excited that the flying sword was about to be completely successful, his face suddenly changed.

It turned out that he was surprised to find that at the tail of this flying sword, there was actually a very small area, which was not covered by Mithril!

"It's kind of embarrassing!" Zhao Yan's face suddenly changed.

At this moment, the Mithril in his hand has been completely used, and if such a small area is not covered with Mithril, then there should be no problem in using it, but in terms of appearance, there is a trace of deficiency!

At this moment, there was a sudden boom...... The sound of a loud flamethrow.

It turned out that in the huge abyss in front of him, the circle of graphite structures that restricted the flames had all been burned to the ground and broken, and now a large area of flames was swept up crazily, you must know that these were all 100,000 degree flames, and Zhao Yanyi couldn't bear it at all!

"Oh no, it's too late!"

Just when the 100,000-degree flames were about to erupt, Zhao Yan was in a hurry, and with a thought, he took out the blue fangs left by Dracula III!

"Go, refining!"

In the flames, this blue fang was instantly refined into a small mass of liquid!

Zhao Yan hurriedly waved the flying sword in his hand, and used the area of the flying sword tail that did not have Mithril to touch the blue liquid, just right, the small ball of blue liquid stuck to the blank position, quickly cooled, and the sword body was refined.

"Flying sword refining, success!"

Ecstasy appeared on Zhao Yan's face, the moment he had been waiting for for a long time had arrived, and the temperature in the laboratory at this moment was no longer something he could stay in!

"I can come out first!"

At this moment, Zhao Yan's clothes have all been burned, and the nameless spar that the little silver fox got has also exhausted the spiritual power contained in it!

Zhao Yan immediately put the refined flying sword into the Blood Buddha space and rushed out of the laboratory!

Open the door to the lab and boom!

In the midst of the fire, Zhao Yan's figure rushed out quickly!

But at the moment when his figure rushed out of the door of the laboratory, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the door, and it was a kick to his body!

Rumble!

Zhao Yan was kicked out by this sudden kick, and with a bang, the wall made of thick cement was full of spider web-like cracks!

During this time, Zhao Yan had been refining flying swords in the laboratory, and he had no idea what was going on outside!

So when he was attacked by someone, he didn't react at all!

But the black shadow followed Zhao Yan like a shadow, followed Zhao Yan's side, picked Zhao Yan up, put his head on the cement wall, and then smashed his iron fist on Zhao Yan's face, bang!

This person is quite brutal, grabbing Zhao Yan is a beating!

It just so happened that Zhao Yan was now consuming most of his strength in the laboratory, and in the face of the sudden attack, he was directly beaten and completely stunned!

Burst!

When Zhao Yan spurted blood in his mouth, this black shadow grabbed the storage wrench on Zhao Yan's thumb, and then kicked open the window on the fifth floor and threw Zhao Yan down!

Bang! Zhao Yan fell on the fifth floor.

He was beaten by this beating, and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but fortunately, he relieved his strength, he got up slightly, looked left and right, and found that the control hall outside had been occupied by a group of mercenaries wearing black bulletproof vests!

In the corner of the control hall, several researchers lay in pools of blood, but fortunately Uncle Sam and Dr. Douglas were not seen.

"Zhao Yan, in the forest hut, you killed a lot of me!" McCourt walked up arrogantly.

In McCourt's opinion, the current Zhao Yan is simply a tiger with teeth extracted, nothing to be afraid of!

was beaten by Dracula II, and now Zhao Yan is just like ordinary people, he will be beaten to the point that his nose is blue and his face is swollen, and his mouth is spitting blood!

"Is that you?" Zhao Yan's face was cold, he accidentally let go of this McCourt, but he didn't expect to cause such harm today!

But at this moment, a black shadow flashed in the sky, and a handsome, blonde young man in a black tuxedo jumped down.

He held Zhao Yan's storage wrench in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "The thing is not here!" Do you have any other storage space?! ”

(End of chapter)