When he first played the game of Xuanyuan Sword, Sun Buxing was interested in the demon refining formula of this demon refining pot, and searched all the demon refining formulas of the demon refining pot in this game on the Internet, and also used this formula to refine all kinds of demon beasts, ghosts, gods, immortals, Buddhas, etc. The most harmful thing is that Sun Buxing once refined the ancient god of war Xingtian and the Journey to the West mythical Buddha Sun Wukong. With these two masters as escorts, the next game process is naturally cool and crooked all the way, and it is so comfortable that you don't want it.

However, now this demon refining pot was stolen into the real world by him using the dream inception system, and the formulas of the demon refining pot refining demon in this game are definitely impossible to copy in reality, not to mention the magic weapons in many games, spirit grass and ghosts, and fairies, which are simply impossible to obtain in the real world. Therefore, when it is really time to use the demon refining pot to refine the monster, it depends more on the arrangement of the immortals in the pot.

For these words of the immortal in the pot, Sun Buxing listened to it so loudly that he simply stopped arguing which one was more suitable for himself, and directly took out a lot of useless magic weapons that he had there, and threw them on the ground in such a mess, so that the immortal in the pot could choose the most suitable magic weapon by himself. In Sun Buxing's opinion, these magic weapons are useless to him, and he doesn't know who to give them to for a while, so he simply takes them out and lets the immortals in the pot choose one for refining demons. Anyway, what he cares about is the result, and he doesn't care about the magic weapon he used in the process of refining demons. Anyway, in his heart, these magic weapons are not used by himself, and they occupy a net place in the storage space that he has opened up separately in his own small world. It's better to take it out and let the immortals in the pot use it.

"Ah, good baby, good baby, little friend, I've already chosen, just this yuan, no, just this sword, with this sword to match, I am completely sure that I will refine one of the black and white impermanence of one of the ten yin handsomes of the underworld who is stronger than the ghost king. The strength of these ten yin handsomes, in the underworld, is only slightly lower than the ten halls of Yama, some ghost emperors who are not weak, against any of the black and white impermanence, I am afraid they are not necessarily their opponents, among these magic weapons of Xiaoyou, the strength of the totem heroic spirit refined and fused by this sword is the strongest, I don't know what you think, Xiaoyou......"?

Sun Buxing took out a large number of magic weapons at the same time, took out this demon refining pot early, and gently held it in his hand, for Sun Buxing threw out this pile of magic weapons that flashed with various lights, this pot in the immortal couldn't help but dodge, floating out of this demon refining pot, his eyes were shining, and he circled around this pile of magic weapons several times in a row, and then stopped, looking at a sword-shaped magic weapon in this pile of magic weapons, almost even saliva was about to flow out, this guy After seeing this sword, immediately turned a blind eye to other magic weapons, as if he only had this one sword in his whole eyes.

"What? Can you refine the black and white impermanence of one of the top ten yin handsomeness in the underworld? Oh, my God? This is also incredible, black and white impermanence, the legendary Fan Wusu and Xie Bi'an, it is said that among the top ten yin marshals of the underworld, in terms of strength, it is the most harmful black and white impermanence, the function of this demon refining pot is too powerful, even the legendary yin handsome of the underworld can be refined, then in the future, the pot is old, you will not be able to refine the ten halls of the underworld, black and white impermanence, it's him, do you want this sword, take it, take it, take it, even if you use it, hehe......"!

After Sun Buxing heard the final answer of the immortal in the pot, he was almost jumping up with excitement there, although the heroic spirit that was refined was finally returned to the Indian brother in front of him, but, anyway, one of the black and white impermanence of this Indian version with his own memories was created by himself, and this sense of accomplishment alone made him so excited that he didn't know what to say. At that moment, he waved his hand there again and again, signaling the other party to quickly take out this sword and take it to the black and white impermanence of demon refining.

"Xiao Youguo is a generous person, this love, I have inherited the immortal in the pot, the world is long and separated from the world, I can't bear the miserable and miserable smoke, refining the demon pot, the fairy in the pot, the spirit, give me ......"!

In fact, in the choice of this sword, the immortal in the pot just obviously concealed the origin of this sword, and concealed it from Sun Buxing, but when Sun Buxing sent this sword out for him to refine without even asking, the heart of the immortal in this pot could not help but feel a sense of guilt, but, however, this pot immortal is not a cheap person, and while ingesting Sun Buxing's sword into the demon refining pot, he also expressed his gratitude to Sun Buxing to some extent. and frankly admitted that he owed Sun Buxing a big favor.

Then there is nothing to say about the process, the immortal in this pot just drank a piece lightly, and saw that the mouth of the demon refining pot held in Sun Buxing's hand immediately gushed out a powerful suction, and the suction force rolled violently in the air, and directly turned into several tornadoes, chasing the black shadows of those remnant whites in the town, after encountering these tornadoes, he didn't even have the slightest ability to resist, and he had been directly ingested into the demon refining pot in Sun Buxing's hands with these tornadoes.

"Little friend, don't worry, let me go in and help refine one or two ......"!

After the sword and the black shadow in the town were all ingested into the demon refining pot, the immortal in the pot smiled there, nodded towards Sun Buxing, and with a flash, it had already turned into a blue light, and floated into the demon refining pot. Oh, I see, so you're helping them come to their senses in this way, thank you, big brother. Also, these things of yours are so beautiful, these weapons, are they all made by yourself......"?

For these things that had just happened to Sun Buxing, this Indian boy could only look at them with straight eyes, and with his lonely knowledge, he couldn't tell what had happened at all. In the end, Sun Buxing explained to him with his divine thoughts, and he stopped asking about the whereabouts of these totem heroes, but under the effect of strong curiosity, he immediately transferred his interest to the pile of magic weapons thrown by Sun Buxing.

In the cognition of this Indian boy, the weapons such as bows, arrows, spears and other weapons in their tribe are all made by their own people, and they all look very rough, and these thrown by Sun Buxing are different, each magic weapon looks like a perfect handicraft, and at a glance you know that it is not an ordinary thing. The boy had never seen a weapon like this that emitted a variety of different colors of light on its own.

"Little brother, we met, it's fate, yes, this fellow sees the fellow, tears are in his eyes, brother, among my bunch of things, you go pick one yourself, it will be a gift I gave you......"!

The time of waiting for the refining of the demon refining pot is boring, Sun Buxing After seeing the young man staring at his pile of magic weapons with a longing look, the whole person laughed, waved his hand at the other party generously, and signaled that the other party could take one back at will, these things, some of them were magic weapons refined by the elders of the refining hall in the Dragon Sect, and some of them were obtained by him in some previous dream worlds, anyway, he didn't need these things, and now he looked at the Indian boy in front of him It was very pleasing to the eye, but he didn't mind giving the other party one.

"No, no, no, big brother, you are too polite, these weapons of yours, at a glance, you know that they are definitely not ordinary weapons, you can help me restore the totem heroic spirit transformed by the soul of my ancestors to consciousness, I am very grateful, I can't accept such a valuable gift from you, these weapons are too precious, if the elders in the tribe know that I have received such a valuable gift from you, they will definitely punish my ...... heavily"!

For Sun Buxing's kindness, this young man did not choose to accept it, on the contrary, he showed a trace of panic and embarrassment there, it seems that although this Indian boy is not very old, but he was taught by their tribe very well, this has to be replaced by other people, I am afraid that before Sun Buxing reveals the meaning of gifting, he will open his mouth and forcibly ask for it.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, when the time comes, you just say that I want to send you, don't do it, little brother, what kind of weapon do you usually use in the tribe? Oh, good at archery, well, this longbow will be given to you, and this bundle of arrows, take it and play, these arrows are only these, shoot them and remember to take them back, otherwise you won't have to use ......"!

Sun Buxing didn't care if he accepted it or not, after learning that the other party was good at archery, while stepping forward to collect his own pile of magic weapons again, he easily pulled out a blue longbow that was one meter five or six long and exuded a strong cold aura from his own pile of magic weapons. This bow is the practice of a disciple of the Inner Refining Weapon Hall of the Dragon Sect, although in terms of grade, it is only the level of a fifth-order magic weapon, but this longbow, on top of every long arrow shot, will attach a cold chill to itself. Although the chill is not very strong, it is enough to freeze an ordinary person into ice. This thing is a thing for the current Sun Bu to wake up, but it is quite appropriate to give it to this teenager.

This young man, it seems that he is also a master who is not deeply involved in the world, for Sun Buxing's extremely enthusiastic action, he was stunned there, so he let Sun Buxing put the longbow in his hand, and it was not until a long time that he reacted, and hurriedly thanked Sun Buxing there.

"Hey, look, there's movement, little brother, look, your ancestors are coming out, God, my brother is so big, I've never seen what this black and white impermanence looks like, and I don't know if he only retains the memories of your ancestors after being refined, or at the same time retains the memories of one of the ten handsome ......"!

Not long after the other party couldn't refuse, he happily accepted Sun Buxing's gift, Sun Buxing only felt that the entire demon refining pot shook violently in his hand, and then, the incomparably clear divine thoughts of the immortal in the pot were transmitted to Sun Buxing's consciousness through the pot, so that Sun Buxing understood what was going on. It turned out that just after he was arguing with this young man for such a period of time, the fairy in the pot had already finished his work beautifully. Now they just informed him and told him that the newly refined black impermanence was about to be sent out by the immortal in the pot.

"The third world of the yang world, it is up to you to hurt the heavens and harm, the underworld, who has been let go of it since the past. Black impermanence is polite, the grace of the immortal master's life, the grace of recreation, if it is not for the immortal master, I am afraid that I Fan will not be saved, to this day, there are still a few trance-like wandering ghosts, in addition to making more killings, but there is no wisdom at all, please the immortal master to be worshiped ......"!

With Sun Buxing's exclamation, he saw a black light flash out like lightning, and with a brush, it turned into a yin god nearly two meters high, with a face like a pot, a black soap robe, and a mourning stick in the open space in front of Sun Buxing.

This Yin God, it seems that it is the black impermanence mentioned in the mouth of the fairy in the pot, as soon as this Yin God appeared, he immediately bowed down to Sun Buxing there. It seems that he also knows what is going on with him, and this is to express his gratitude to Sun Buxing.

"Hehe, the eighth master is polite, it seems that the eighth master has awakened some memories of one of your ten handsome black impermanence, but I don't know the memory of the eighth master when he lived in this Indian tribe, can you still remember ......"?

Sun Buxing didn't have time to be polite to the other party, after all, he was helping this Indian boy solve the problem, but don't wake up the memories of his time when he was on an errand in the underworld, but he forgot the memories of being an Indian in his life.

"Such a blood feud, how dare I forget, how can I forget, this revenge is not avenged, I am black and impermanence in vain as the yin god of the underworld, the immortal master can rest assured, although I am now the black impermanence of the underworld, but, the memories of those remnants of the slaughter in a certain life, but I have never forgotten at all, please help the immortal master to help me with this strength, as long as I return to the tribe without help, I must train thousands of ghost soldiers, and when the time comes, this American continent will become a paradise for us who have lost their souls to revenge......"!

"Help you, I've helped you recover your memory, and I have made you one of the top ten yin handsomes in the underworld, what else are you not satisfied with, what else can I do to help you......"?

Sun Buxing didn't want to care more about this black impermanence after that, anyway, he had refined it himself, and no matter how much he tossed in this world, I am afraid it would be impossible for him to go to his own Great Han Kingdom to kill innocents indiscriminately. As for these white people in the United States, if the black impermanence insists on killing after regaining his sanity, it is also a matter of his own affairs, and he will definitely not mix more.