Yuan Yifeng's heart moved, and he got into the refuge bead. He took out the animal skin left by his father, and the beast skin was stolen with the method of making the Demon Realm Blood Weapon Spirit. Yuan Yifeng had already memorized the method of making this blood weapon spirit, and at this moment, he took out the animal skin and studied it for a while. The production of this blood artifact spirit is actually very simple, but it is also very difficult.

That is, we must use our hearts and blood to condense the prototype of the machine spirit. Then it is supplemented by secret method condensation. If you draw blood from your heart, you will definitely die, and the most difficult place to make this blood artifact spirit is here. As long as you have enough blood and can ensure that you don't die, then the method of making this blood artifact spirit is thousands of times easier than ordinary methods.

Yuan Yifeng jumped directly into the fountain of life, picked up the black iron spear with both hands, and showed a look of tenacity on his face. "My father used this blood weapon spirit technique to condense Brother Yun, why can't I condense my own machine spirit?

Yuan Yifeng restrained all the smiles on his face, revealing fortitude and determination, and then submerged his head into the fountain of life, swallowed the spring water in a big gulp, and then stabbed the black iron spear into his heart with both hands.

I only heard a click, and my flesh was cracked, and my bones were pierced. The tip of the long black iron spear sank directly into his chest and into his heart under the force of his arms. A violent heart-piercing pain struck, and Yuan Yifeng almost fainted without pain. But fortunately, the whole body is soaked in the fountain of life, and the broken body is healing rapidly. The iron spear was still stuck in the heart, as if it had grown in the atrium. If it weren't for the Fountain of Life, no one would really be able to mess around like this!

Enduring the pain, Yuan Yifeng began to meditate on the mental method on the animal skin, and then manipulated his spiritual power to extract his blood from the atrium. The blood in his heart spread out of the spear. At this moment, it is a critical period to make blood weapon spirits, that is, to use spiritual power to shape the prototype of blood weapon spirits. What you want it to be, it's what it ends up being. My father shaped the blood weapon spirit into a cloud, so what kind of blood weapon spirit should I shape?

Glancing at Uncle Long petrified in the distance, Yuan Yifeng only felt a surge of anger rising to the sky. The people of the God Realm killed their father Yuan Yang and severely injured Uncle Long. He was supposed to be the son of Tianjiao in the Divine Realm, but at this moment, he was born in the space ring left by his father. It's been so humiliating to live. This hatred and hatred must be avenged!"My blood weapon spirit is already in the form of Uncle Long!"

Yuan Yifeng muttered to himself, and then saw his blood turn into a blood mist, and the blood mist faintly turned into a dragon shape, which was almost exactly the same as the Kangjin Divine Dragon. Yuan Yifeng looked at his dragon-shaped blood mist and whispered, "In the future, I will call you a bloodthirsty dragon!!"

The blood in his heart continued to be drawn out, and Yuan Yifeng's face became more and more pale. If it weren't for the Fountain of Life constantly helping him recover, he would have died many times by now. The blood-colored dragon in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, and it was already the same size as the golden dragon. Not only that, but the blood dragon became more and more condensed, Yuan Yifeng only felt pain in his heart, the blood on his body was already flowing more and more slowly, and the spring water in the spring of life was showing signs of drying up.

"No, if this continues, the spring water that comes out of the fountain of life will not be able to keep up with the rhythm. Once the spring water is cut off, my physical body will definitely die, although the spring will never be exhausted, but this spring needs to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, immortal energy, and divine yuan to make spring water, and the water of the spring of life will never appear out of thin air. This is the realm of the spiritual realm, and the speed of making spring water by relying only on spiritual energy is too slow. ”

Yuan Yifeng saw that water droplets began to spew out from the spring, and secretly screamed that it was not good. This time, I made the blood artifact spirit, and I had already used up all the spring water that had been stored in the Fountain of Life for millions of years. Both hands pulled the iron spear out of his heart, and Yuan Yifeng was so painful that his forehead was full of sweat. Kneeling down and plugging the spring directly with his mouth, the last dozens of drops of spring water sprayed into Yuan Yifeng's mouth, and the wound in his heart began to slowly recover. Yuan Yifeng touched the spring with his hand again, and wiped some spring water on his chest with his hand. Relying on this method is barely healing the wounds on the body.

Looking at the fountain of life that was about to wither, Yuan Yifeng was speechless for a while. The speed at which this spring absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turns it into spring water is too slow. It seems that it takes half an hour to make a drop of the fountain of life. I used to drink this spring water as a drink, but this is good, and I will have to use it sparingly in the future.

The blood-colored dragon in the sky seemed to be alive, but it never opened its huge dragon eyes. Yuan Yifeng began to meditate on his mind again, manipulating his mental power to control the blood-colored dragon. I saw that the dragon's body slowly began to shrink, and the thousand-meter-long blood dragon finally turned into a two-meter-long dragon body.

Yuan Yifeng opened his mouth and said: "With my blood, cast my instrument spirit, bloodthirsty dragon, enter this spear body!" I saw the blood-colored hidden dragon hovering above the iron spear, and then disappeared into the spear body little by little. Yuan Yifeng struck the iron while it was hot again, his hands were sealed, and with the dance of Yuan Yifeng's hands, strange runes appeared in the sky, and the iron spear disappeared. In the end, the iron spear flashed a red light from the head to the tail of the spear, and Yuan Yifeng was overjoyed, which was a sign that the blood weapon spirit had been made.

After letting go of the iron spear, Yuan Yifeng looked at his black iron spear and was overjoyed. His iron spear weighed more than 1,300 catties, and it was slowly levitating at this moment. This means that the machine spirit has been formed, and the machine spirit at this moment has a trace of preliminary consciousness, which can help the master overcome the gravity of the gun body.

Yuan Yifeng didn't move the gun, but his mind moved, and he meditated: "Come here!"

This was just a secret whisper in my heart, but I didn't expect the iron spear to really float slowly. It's just a little stumbling, and it's just a little reluctant to float over.

Yuan Yifeng was only very excited at this moment. I heard that only the seven-grade monarch can have such spirituality, and it can be moved by the master's mind. The Six-Rank Sacred Weapon is nothing more than a dead thing. Spiritual weapons from the first grade to the sixth grade can only unconsciously absorb the aura of heaven and earth and increase the power of the weapon. However, the Seven-Rank Monarch Weapon heard that it was the weapon of the Holy Monarch, and it already had an autonomous consciousness, and its automatic cultivation speed was faster, and the weapon could fight on its own.

Yuan Yifeng knew in his heart that he had already created the prototype of the seven-grade weapon spirit for this iron spear. It's just that this machine spirit is too weak at the moment, and it's a bit reluctant to overcome gravity alone. In the future, this iron spear will suck more blood, and its strength will naturally multiply. When the time comes, your mind will move, and it will be possible to go to heaven and earth. If the iron spear can fight on its own, won't it be like a tiger with wings?