Everyone was stunned, and even Xu Wen's gaze was instantly attracted.

In the middle of the high platform, the giant python reached the sky, and the inky blue flames were in the deepest part, and a wisp of deep black like a dragon soul suddenly dispersed.

Hang Heyun stepped on the gossip and waved the five strings in his hand, and the dark blue flames were like meteor showers falling from the sky, constantly splashing in the depths of the refining materials.

The essence of the refining weapon that shimmered with a rich blue light seemed to boil suddenly, and a serpentine pattern gradually rose from the depths of the half-solidified essence. As Hang Heyun's handprint continued to change, it gradually turned into an inky blue long sword, the blade of the sword was slightly curved, like a body, and the hilt was a delicate snake head, and the snake letter turned into a dagger, weird and gloomy.

"This sword has such a weird aura, the Hang family still has this kind of inheritance?"

"Fierce and sharp, this long sword is so strong with evil aura and killing intent. ”

The exclamations full of confusion and shock continued to sound, and countless eyes converged on Hang Heng on the side in an instant.

The old man of Hanshi, who was almost clinging to the defensive array, frowned, staring deeply at the long sword in Hang Heyun's hand, and his breathing became rapid in an instant.

"Cold Stone Daoyou, this is the breath of Shiyan Python?"

Su Feiyan's soul transmission was full of shock and doubt, and it suddenly resounded through the soul of the old man Hanshi.

Not only Su Feiyan, but even many Void Rank Cultivators all looked at the Old Man of Cold Stone.

The real Ground Rank Refiners, especially the Ground Rank Middle Grade Refining Masters, had a trace of doubt on their faces that could not be concealed.

The form of the blade is eclectic and arbitrary, and no one cares at all.

However, this sudden stirring aura made the ground level refiners who were really familiar with the methods of the Hang family full of doubts.

As the son-in-law of the Hang family and the most amazing demon of the younger generation, Hang Heyun's techniques and skills are the most descendant and authentic inheritance of the Hang family.

However, the agitated aura of the long sword at this time is obviously different from the authentic Hang family works.

It's gloomy, weird, and tragic.

It is like the powerful ghosts and ancient demons of the Nine Hells, harvesting vitality and slaughtering all souls.

The old man Hanshi didn't pay attention to the eyes of the others at all, and even ignored Su Feiyan's transmission, but sat directly in front of the high platform, holding his eyebrows with his right hand, but his left hand condensed into a handprint like a snake's head, pointing to the void from afar. The eyes were slightly closed, and the strong and pure soul power was like a rushing torrent, enveloping almost the entire high platform.

Hang Heng's gaze swept over the old man Hanshi, and the hands behind his back faintly flashed with a hint of cold light.

The defensive array of the refining competition was extremely powerful, and none of the mid-grade refiners present could break it.

However, at this moment, Hang Heng was still unconsciously urging Zhenyuan.

Once the old man Hanshi couldn't control the greed and desire in his heart, Hang Heng would immediately burst out and suppress him.

Hang Heyun's gaze swept over Ning Xuan vaguely, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a sinister and cold smile.

The handprints shifted, and an inexplicable wisp of black mist condensed at the fingertips.

Snort!

The sound of the fine wind breaking continued to sound, and the deep and strange serpentine divine pattern gradually condensed on the spine of the sword.

In refining the weapon, the key lies in the divine pattern, and the key to the divine pattern is this core divine pattern.

Monarchs and ministers, the sun and the moon are distinct.

Whether it is the Lingshan Divine Pattern in Xu Wen's palm, or the serpentine Divine Pattern on Hang Heyun's fingertips, they are the true core and essence of the blade.

On this snake-shaped long sword, there are at least tens of thousands of divine patterns, but all the power and all the mysteries must be through this snake-shaped divine pattern to be able to truly urge to the extreme, and completely burst out the subtle mystery and strong domineering of the half-step superb mystery.

"Elder Feiyan, the black mist on the fingertips of this son is indeed the essence of the origin of the Shiyan Python, but the most authentic charm does not come from the Shiyan Python. As for the charm of the core inheritance of the Hang family, there are three flavors, Elder Feiyan should know better than the old man, and the old man will not get the axe. ”

The voice of the old man of Hanshi suddenly sounded, full of faint doubts, and more of a deep sigh and helplessness.

Su Feiyan was slightly stunned, and said, "Isn't this Shiyan Giant Python useless for Daoists?"

The old man of Hanshi flashed, and suddenly retreated to Su Feiyan's side, sighed, and shook his head gently.

"This is indeed the origin true fire of the Shiyan Python, but it is filled with a strange and powerful power, which is deeply engraved in the core of the Shiyan Python's true fire, which is beyond my reach, let alone something I can erase. Even if this flame is willing to be traded by the Hang family, I'm afraid I don't have the slightest way to refine it and use it for my use. ”

Although the old man Hanshi is a soul transmitter, the helplessness and loneliness on his face are not concealed in the slightest.

The corners of Hang Heng's mouth were lightly raised, a trace of disdain and disdain flashed under his eyes, and the power of the stirring in his palm quietly dissipated.

As for the other ground level refiners in the void, the gaze that looked at the old man of Hanshi was mostly intertwined with ease and regret.

What the old man of Hanshi was helpless was that even if he got the flame, he still couldn't refine it.

But this loneliness and helplessness were taken for granted by a group of earth-level refiners, and it was the old man of Hanshi who had no way to get Hang Heyun's flame.

Once he obtained the True Martial Realm's Shiyan Giant Python True Fire, the Old Man of Hanshi would immediately be able to hit the pinnacle of the middle grade of the ground level, and even have the opportunity to impact the top grade.

The hardships of his painstaking pursuit and inability certainly made many people feel sorry, but once it was successful, such a dazzling achievement made the vast majority of refiners in the Valley of Divine Patterns unwilling to see it.

"The previous agreement is still valid, when you get the true fire of the Shiyan Giant Python, or impact the realm by other means, you can come to the Su family. Of course, if Daoist friends have the heart to go further, our Su family will always open the door to Daoist friends. ”

Su Feiyan's voice was solemn.

When the old man Hanshi heard this, there was a faint hesitation and solemnity in his eyes.

After a moment, he shook his head slightly, nodded slightly, and said, "The years are fleeting, I will seriously consider it." ”

As soon as these words came out, Su Feiyan's eyes suddenly flashed with light.

The old man of Hanshi chased the Shiyan python for most of his life, and at this time, the trace of firmness and determination in his heart finally began to waver.

It's not that he doesn't have any other way to impact the middle grade of the ground level, and even advanced by other means, but it still can't be said that he has completely cut off the hope of impacting the top grade of the ground level. A powerful refiner with a mid-grade earth-level, or even a chance to impact a top-grade at the ground-level, once he chooses to join, it will be of great help and benefit to the entire Su family.

Ground Rank Mid-Grade Refiners, especially Ground Rank Mid-Grade Refiners who have the opportunity to go further, each one is a treasure of the Yuan Dragon Star.

Even if the Su family is refining weapons and can be called the Yuan Dragon Star overlord level family, it cannot be an exception.

At this moment, a mighty and majestic snake roar suddenly rushed into the sky, the sword light surged, and the endless light suddenly swept over.

The arrogant and domineering laughter resounded through the void in an instant, and on the high platform, Hang Heyun stood in the void, his eyes almost completely turned into a deep black, and a little essence burst from the center of his eyebrows, standing proudly like a demon god.

In the palm of his hand, there was a long sword of dark blue.

The sword light is flying, wanton and ferocious, like nine ghost pythons!

(End of chapter)