In the process of fighting against the Black Light Spirit Butterfly of the Huangfu Tower, his Yin Yang Grinding Disc was about to be destroyed, and even the White Bone Seven Star Ring had some damage.

Now that the spiritual power of the Yin Yang Mill has been lost, there is no trace of power, and it can be said that there is not much difference from an ordinary artifact.

Although it has no power, but fortunately, its own material is good, and then re-practice, the material that can still be used can be refined, and it can still be added to other materials for refining.

Qin Ming just wanted to use these materials to combine them with the Qinglei Xuanmu and finally refine a top-grade spiritual weapon!

Next to him, Hao Tianding used Hao Tian Divine Fire to slowly temper the Green Thunder Xuanmu. When the high temperature continued to approach the Qinglei Xuanmu, the Qinglei Xuanmu also felt threatened.

After all, it was also a spiritual creature, and when it sensed a threat from the outside world, it immediately released a shining thunderbolt.

The light blue arc crackled and flickered, constantly pouring out of the green thunder black wood, and then completely encased a small piece of wood inside.

The thunder and lightning formed a protective layer, isolating Haotian Divine Fire from forcibly refining him.

But compared to the thunder and lightning of the Qinglei Xuanmu and the Haotian Divine Fire, it is simply a small thing.

It seemed to be angered by this self-protective behavior of the Green Thunder Xuanmu, and the Haotian Divine Fire suddenly turned into a raging flame from a slow burning posture, releasing endless heat and penetrating into the Green Thunder Xuanmu frantically!

The light blue arc was still resisting, but under the attack of Haotian Divine Fire, it only resisted for a moment before it was completely disintegrated.

Without the hindrance of thunder and lightning, the flames burned the green thunder genki unscrupulously, but it happened not to burn it completely, but used the heat to continuously refine it.

Next to him, Qin Ming was also processing some materials.

With his current cultivation, when dealing with materials, he didn't need Hao Tianding's help at all, he could do it himself.

"Poof!"

He spread out his palm, only to hear a muffled sound, and a golden flame that was as agile as an elf appeared from his palm.

Qin Ming skillfully threw these materials into the flames one by one for processing and refining, and after two full days, he finished processing these materials.

Refining is just like alchemy, in dealing with these trivial things, it is very delicate, almost not at all.

If the slightest mistake goes wrong in one of the links, there is a good chance that all the next steps will fail.

Luckily, he was very proficient in this area, so even though it was very tedious, it still did a good job.

And at this time, the Qinglei Xuanmu, which had been warmed in Haotianding for a long time, could finally be used for refining.

Looking at the Qinglei Xuanmu floating in the ding, Qin Ming showed a smile, "It is worthy of being a heaven and earth spiritual thing, if this kind of thing is placed in the outside world, it will hardly be found, and it will only be produced in a special place like Lei Tianjian." ”

He muttered alone, then threw all the processed pictures into Hao Tianding, letting the flames devour them all.

"Drink!"

Qin Ming slapped his palm heavily on the surface of Hao Tianding, only to hear a buzzing sound, and a force penetrated from the surface.

Under his urging, Hao Tianding began to rotate slowly, and every time he turned half a circle, he would slap out a heavy palm, allowing his palm power to enter Hao Tianding and help various materials to fuse.

Hao Tianding turned faster and faster, and in the end, even because the speed of rotation was too fast, the surrounding airflow was affected, and there was a "huhuhu" sound.

And Qin Ming's movements are getting faster and faster, and every time he slaps a palm, there will be some changes in the materials in the ding.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.

In the past ten days, Qin Ming continued to refine the magic weapon without stopping, and with his unremitting efforts, his magic weapon was finally formed.

All the materials are perfectly blended together, and now in Hao Tianding, what is roasted by the flame is a pale cyan ancient ring.

On this day, Qin Ming felt that the magic weapon had been completed, and he patted his body, this time, Hao Tianding no longer rotated, but suddenly stopped, and a cyan light, accompanied by a golden flame, rose to the sky!

In the Chen family's territory, everyone is performing their duties, and the three of them, Old Man Chen, rarely took a short time to get together for tea and chat.

At this moment, a cyan pillar of light suddenly rose into the sky, straight into the sky, as if it was about to connect with the heavenly court, which was very terrifying.

In addition to the blue light, there was a blazing golden flame following, and a layer of energy ripples spread out, directly affecting some of the surrounding buildings.

The head of the Chen family was so frightened that his hands trembled, and the tea was shaken out of the cup, but fortunately, a circle of light curtains suddenly appeared, suppressing the blue light and flames, which did not cause more losses.

But something like this has happened, and everyone has already alarmed everyone, and everyone has looked in which direction, not knowing what happened.

"The breath of the magic weapon, this is ...... High-grade spiritual weapon?" Old Man Chen sensed it carefully, knowing that this was a sign of the birth of a magic weapon.

But when he knew exactly what level of magic weapon it was, he immediately cried out.

If it was a medium-grade spiritual weapon, he would not be so out of shape. But the problem was that this magic weapon was the breath of a high-grade spiritual weapon, which surprised him greatly.

In the Chen family, there must be high-grade spiritual weapons, but there are not many, and they are all inherited from the ancestors, and they are basically obtained by venturing elsewhere.

If you say that you have refined it yourself, it is nothing!

In terms of rarity, both the refiner and the alchemist are the same, and they are scarce resources.

Every monk must be able to refine pills and magic weapons to a greater or lesser extent, but being able to refine them does not mean that he is proficient.

Only those who are proficient are qualified to be called alchemists or alchemists.

With their ability, they can refine a medium-grade spiritual weapon of average quality, which can be regarded as barely usable, but it is absolutely impossible for them to refine a high-grade spiritual weapon.

But now, in their Chen family, there is a newly-born high-grade spiritual weapon?

"Looking at that direction, it seems to be Qin Ming?" the Chen family master immediately recognized it.

The three of them glanced at each other and hurriedly flew over to check. In fact, there were already a lot of curious Chen family disciples gathered around, and as the number of onlookers increased, the cyan light gradually weakened until it disappeared completely.

"Stand down!"

The Chen family master let out a muffled shout, and the people below had to leave here in despair.

Seeing Qin Ming come out of the room with a red face, they immediately landed and wanted to ask about the situation.

"Little Brother Qin, what happened just now? You have been in the house for so long, is it for the sake of refining weapons?"

Chen Lao Er asked curiously and unexpectedly.

Looking at their eyes full of doubts and some expectation, Qin Ming smiled and nodded, and then raised his palm.

On his little finger, he was wearing a pale cyan ancient ring, on which there seemed to be a faint power of thunder surging, and a subtle tyrannical aura came out.

"Hiss-it's really a high-grade spiritual weapon!"

The Chen family master gasped, this ring is of a very high grade, even if it is in a high-grade spirit weapon, it is still that kind of high-quality thing.

The eyes of several of them suddenly became quite hot, and they hurriedly gathered around, all staring at the ring closely.

The appearance of the three of them is like a hillbilly who has just entered the city and has never seen the world, which makes people feel a little funny.

After watching it for a while, Old Man Chen also touched the back of his head in embarrassment, feeling that his reaction to several people was indeed a bit embarrassing.

"Dare to ask, what is the name of this ring?" he asked.

Qin Ming pondered for a moment, he really hadn't thought about the name, but since this ring was refined by Qinglei Xuanmu, then ...... That's what it is called.

"Let's call it the Green Thunder Ring!"

He said lightly, at this moment, a trace of lightning flashed out of the Green Thunder Ring.

(End of chapter)