"Yan'er is a descendant of the Situ family, although she is hot and young, her experience and methods of refining weapons are not inferior to any of the masters here. According to the old man, the Situ family is the oldest refining family in Midnight City, and its status is extremely high.

Xiao Teng tilted his head and glanced at the girl, her ordinary face had an extremely extraordinary charm. He didn't doubt the girl's ability, he was born in the God Destroying Sect, and he knew more, and the method of combining refining weapons could only be used by some very superb refining masters.

"What do you want to refine into? The girl took a large plate of spider silk, and the sweat on her face continued to fall. glanced at Xiao Teng, and didn't care too much, strange people come in and out here every day, and I've long been used to it.

"Just refine the silk tendons, and it is best to maintain the toughness to the greatest extent. Xiao Teng tilted his little head and said.

"It's easy, but it's a bit time-consuming, so wait a minute. The girl nodded, her eyes radiating a serious light, and she pulled away the spider silk and slowly refined it.

This method is indeed easy for a girl, but the spider silk is very long and can be time-consuming. Xiao Teng glanced at the section refined by the girl, which was much thinner than the hair, and the silver spider silk was difficult to detect with the naked eye, but it was very tough.

He relieved himself and moved around this place of refining, and saw many people busy. He was already good at the method of hiding his vision, and he was a child, and he walked through many refining places silently, and no one paid much attention to it.

Xiao Teng's eyes flickered, and he felt that these people were very interesting in refining soldiers, but he didn't understand. I was bored wandering, and suddenly I saw a lot of broken weapons and magic weapons piled up together, like a hill.

The fragments of these magic weapons and weapons are seriously damaged, and many of them are even shed a long time ago and cannot be repaired.

Xiao Teng was surprised, feeling that there were many powerful weapon fragments here, and there were not a few spirit soldiers, from different eras. He jumped on it, wandering through the ruins, and saw that sometimes refiners would come here in search of some needed materials.

"Such ancient weapons, they should all be strong, right?" Xiao Teng's eyes shifted, in the ruins like a hill. I saw a huge black broken sword, full of traces of time.

"That's Devil May Cry, a generation of demon soldiers who were cast in the era of the gods 50,000 years ago. Situ Yan came from afar and couldn't help but sigh. I saw the black broken sword that was three feet high, and it was broken into three middle sections.

Fifty thousand years ago, in that extremely glorious prosperous era, a demon soldier that swept through an era was forged against the sky. On that day, the sky was stained with blood, the mountains and rivers were dim, all the ghosts wept, and the heavens and the earth were bleak, as if the door to hell had been opened!

The devil soldier May Cry shocked an era, but it was ruined in ancient history. The hilt and blade of the sword were broken, and only the thick hilt of three feet remained, which was as cold as a stone, as if a thick fingerprint could still be seen on it.

The sword body is half a zhang wide, and only three zhang of the broken blade remains, and the pitch-black and cold sword body seems to be poured with blood.

This broken sword has been circulating all over the world since the era of the Immortal Heavenly Gods, and it has been obtained by more than one big man, but no one has been able to repair it.

This sword was originally a demon soldier forged against the sky, and for some reason it was destroyed, the soul of the soldier was scattered, and the sword body was immortal! For a long time, no one could reforge this magic sword, and it was even difficult to use this material, and there was no flame in the world that could refine the demon soldiers here.

However, it was such a magic soldier, but it was cut off for some unknown reason, and the tenacious fracture was very smooth.

This sword has been stored in Nevernight City for thousands of years, and I don't know how many refining masters have tried it, but none of them have succeeded.

Today, the era of Devil May Cry has passed, and it has even been forgotten. This is just the remnants of history, the truth left over from 50,000 years ago, the remains of the magic sword.

Xiao Teng's eyes flickered, he stretched out his little hand, and stroked the ancient sword body full of cracks in the axe, and he could feel what a tragic battle this demon soldier had encountered!

He couldn't help but sigh, feeling that the magic sword was really just a remnant now, like a dead soul. He accidentally integrated the sword spirit in the Nirvana Stone in his body into Devil May Cry's body, Xiao Teng's body shook instantly, his face turned pale, and a picture appeared in his mind in an instant!

It was a huge canyon like hell, with no end in sight, piled up with bones and wreckage, like a burial ground for all souls! In the bottomless dark abyss, the flames of hell were burning, forging a terrifying magic sword!

On the day when the magic sword was cast, blood rain fell from the sky, yellow springs gushed from the earth, and hellfire burned for nine days! The sky became dark, like the end of the world, hundreds of millions of ghosts howled, heavenly ghosts wept, and the yin wind swept through the eight desolations, shocking the world!

Above the sky, the blood-colored thunder and the destruction of the world came, and a terrifying demon shadow appeared, standing up to the sky and the earth, the figure was majestic, and the demonic power was swirled! The head was full of magic dancing, and the eyes were like a bloody sun across the sky, so that the sky was overshadowed, and the demon sword and devil weep were pulled out, and a shocking sword light shattered the void for thousands of miles!

What a terrifying picture this is, as if it is the memory of the Demon Sword and Devil May Cry, where it was born!

Gradually, the picture became incomplete, and I vaguely saw that a blood-stained demon shadow was holding a giant sword, sweeping the dark starry sky! Participated in an unimaginable battle, all spirits fell, the sun and the moon were gone, and the blood stained the sky red, and it was suspected that more than one god had fallen!

Xiao Teng coughed up blood and rolled down from the ruins of the weapon, his little face turned pale, and he felt that he was almost swallowed by that terrifying qi machine!

"The former magic sword has slain the gods of the Nine Heavens, and even if it is destroyed, it is not something that ordinary people can touch. The girl shook her head, knowing very well, threw him a plate of spider silk, and waved the little one to get out of here.

Xiao Teng was really frightened, and left with a plate of spider silk, feeling that the girl didn't like him to wander around.

"Huh?"

When he walked out of the door, Xiao Teng realized that the sword spirit born from his nirvana power was still in the Devil Cry. His little face wrinkled, and he wanted to go back and get it back, but he felt that the sword soul seemed to be still connected, just like in his own body.

"The Killing Sword, if it can brand the killing machine on Devil May Cry, it will be of great use in the future!" Xiao Teng's eyes were full of stars, and he felt that he could recall the sword spirit at any time, and he was no longer worried.

When he returned to the Immortal Academy, his sense of presence in the Fourth Courtyard was too low, and no one would care if he disappeared for a few days. Xiao Teng put the spider silk on part of his body, and the injury on his hand was almost recovered, and he began to cultivate again.

There are many cultivation holy places in the Immortal Spirit Academy, and one of the ice lakes is extremely famous, and it is so cold that ordinary disciples of the Nirvana realm dare not enter it. There are many disciples here who practice, and Xiao Teng also came here when he heard that this place is special, but he still feels very shocked after seeing it.

It's a big river, but it's distinct, and it exudes a cold and biting chill on one side. On one side, bubbles continue to bubble like boiling water, and if you throw a piece of meat into it, it will cook quickly.

Xiao Teng's face twitched, this is really not an ordinary danger, but the effect of cultivating the realm of life and death here is surprisingly good. Xiao Teng's eyes rolled around, and he saw that there were a lot of careful cold pools here, and some people were cultivating in them.

Moreover, there are powerful disciples who actually entered the depths of the cold river and chiseled down a few pieces of thousand-year-old ice for cultivation.

He was surprised, he didn't expect this kind of thing to be here, and he swam in and chiseled two pieces himself. As a result, I almost froze to death, my legs and stomach cramped, and I almost didn't climb up, which can literally freeze people!

He fought with his teeth, holding a few pieces of thousand-year-old ice and leaving, using it to cultivate his palm, tempering it with the power of the Five Elements Origin.

During this period of world, Xiao Teng obviously felt that his palms had become much tougher, exuding brilliance. But before he could experience his current ability, a pair of small hands were frostbitten by the thousand-year-old ice, swollen like a bun, and he wanted to cry without tears.