Ling Xuan looked at the nine lords, his face smiling, as if he was looking at nine moving treasure houses! He came to the Abyss Demon Domain, and the ultimate goal was the Emperor of the Flame Prison, if he could successfully get the coat of arms and refine it into a Wai Dan, he could refine another one, corresponding to the natal magic weapon of the Wai Dan.

The crystal containing the law of the Flame Hell Emperor must be a flame emblem, and Ling Xuan knew that it would be difficult to be lucky enough to obtain a fire-type treasure similar to the Ice Spirit.

However, there are so many demons on the abyss battlefield, and most of them are fire-based, if you get a bunch of super-level demon cores, you may not be able to refine one piece with the number of super-level demon cores, and you may not be able to refine one, which is comparable to a strong ** treasure of the ice spirit cold light cone!

The super-level demon core thunderbolt, holding it in his hand, felt the ferocity of the energy contained in it, and all the lords no longer doubted the power of the explosion of this thing, and the ancient ghost spoke: "Super-rank demon core...... Although we don't have many in each hand, we still have two or three. ”

"Since the Blood Empress has ordered that these demon cores are useful for killing the Emperor of the Flame Prison, we will take them out to make thunderbolts, and we have nothing to be reluctant to." A giant mouth on the back of the Ghost-faced Spider King made a sound.

"That...... Making a thunderbolt will consume a huge amount of magic power, and it may fail and cause losses, so ......" Ling Xuan seemed to be embarrassed and said, "Two super-level magic cores, I am sure that I can create a thunderbolt." ”

Although they knew that Ling Xuan was ripping off the bamboo, first, the super-rank demon core was really not of much use in their hands; Second, when held in your hand, the Thunderbolt can be kept as a killing weapon, and it is enough to take out a lord-level opponent at a critical moment!

After consulting with each other, all the lords agreed to refine.

This time, Ling Xuan made a big fortune, and each lord ordered a thunderbolt, but handed over two super-level demon cores, and the rest was his. Moreover, the Demon Eye Demon and the Demon Vulture Lord's Demon Core, which have not yet been distributed, have also been given him as a hardship fee.

Among the super-level demon cores in hand, the fire system is the most.

Ling Xuan was going to leave nine Fire Demon Cores to use as a magic weapon for refining, and he also left the Eye Demon Lord's dual system of light and darkness demon cores, a five-headed Dark Wolf King's five system demon cores of water, fire, wind, thunder, and ice, plus the original poison and fire dual system demon cores of the Poison Flame Lord, the number of super-level demon cores reached as many as twelve!

After the previous war, this battlefield would be quiet for a few days, Ling Xuan happened to refine the Yin Thunder for the lords, and three days later, each of the nine lords got the thunderbolt, and they were very satisfied.

Taking advantage of the success of refining, Ling Xuan was cheeky again, begging for benefits like a beggar. In the hands of these demon lords, there are few magic weapons and magic props, and they are almost as poor as the fire demon lords and bone lords, but the demon core, how many are there!

In the end, Ling Xuan asked for more than 100 high-grade magic cores, more than 1,000 middle-level magic cores, and more than 100,000 low-level magic cores for garbage disposal.

Killing the crocodile-tailed war demon and obtaining the loot rock steel trident, the blood giant lord was very greedy, Ling Xuan learned that the blood giant lord had killed a lord and obtained a space ring, which stored a large amount of scorched iron, and exchanged it for the trident, harvesting about forty tons.

The material of the Fire Demon Hand Warhammer is scorched iron, and it weighs about nine tons!

In this exchange, Ling Xuan took a great advantage, so he gave the blood giant a Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder Talisman.

In fact, the demon lords are not good guys, but they are still deliberately friendly to Ling Xuan, who has strength and talent. Otherwise, even if the magic core is worthless in their hands, there is no reason to give it away.

Anyway, when he came to the Abyss Battlefield, he hadn't fought a few times, and the benefits were soft, Ling Xuan was not satisfied, looking at the three blood balls above the blood mage's head, flying around very much, and asking him for advice.

The three red blood balls, called "magic balls", are of course not only used to pull the wind, but also a kind of storage object of magic power. Usually, the transmission of mana energy can be stored in it, and it can be temporarily called up during the battle, which is a blood mage's stunt, which requires extremely advanced magic power!

Generally speaking, there are lord-level existences, and few can learn this skill except for blood mages who have the talent of demon control.

Moreover, each magic ball has a limited amount of stored magic power, so the existence of the Blood Empress and the Blood Pattern Succubus will not be rare. But for Ling Xuan, the cultivator's energy control was much stronger than that of ordinary lords, and of course such a skill had to be taught.

It is impossible for the blood mage to teach him in vain, Ling Xuan took out the Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder Talisman and wanted to exchange, but he was unsuccessful, and he took the skill of the ice crystal arrow, of course, the blood mage obtained the magic operation mode of the skill, and what he used was the blood arrow.

Quickly cultivated the Yang God, Ling Xuan, who had extremely high spiritual strength, quickly learned the magic ball!

The inside of each orb is enough to store a hundred years of mana, and three is three hundred years! Ling Xuan spent about a day and delivered three hundred years of mana in the magic sphere, which was not a loss of mana that consumed the origin, and it only took a few days to recover.

When the time comes, the mana that can be used will become more than 700 years!

The mana of four hundred years of Xuan Ice Qi, the mana stored in the magic sphere for three hundred years, and the remaining ten years are the mana brought by the resentment of the necromancy.

Ling Xuan's Xuan Ice Crystal Lotus has been cultivating, and in the end, each petal can store a thousand years of mana, for a total of nine thousand years, so that it will come to an end, and the mana will not increase again. However, when transformed into a golden pill, the mana contained can be expanded, and the maximum capacity of the golden pill's mana is not comparable to Dao Ji's energy.

After becoming an immortal in the future, three magic balls that store three hundred years of mana are nothing, but they are still very useful to the current Ling Xuan!

The only problem is that the orb that stores mana will automatically hover above the head. So four days later, three more white ice balls appeared above Ling Xuan's head, just like Carl, the summoner in Warcraft, who had stimulated three ice balls.

When the Ice Wings were unfurled, three pairs of wings composed of ice crystals would appear behind him, and three white ice magic balls would flutter above his head......

"Comprehended the magic orb so quickly? Unexpectedly, in addition to being strong in hand-to-hand combat, your magical talent is so good! Seeing the magic ball that Ling Xuan cultivated, except for the blood mage who had three blood magic balls spinning on the top of his head, the other lords were a little envious.

Ling Xuan was busy refining thunderbolts, cultivating magic balls, injecting mana, and restoring mana, and he had no time to spare, and Dai Weier had been cultivating with the Crimson Hunter these days.

The Crimson Hunter, a lord under the Blood Empress and under the Grand Duke of Poison, fights with two sickle-like arms, which can be regarded as a second-sword stream. Knowing that Devile was the spirit who was personally given the death demon pattern by the Blood Empress, she had been instructing her sword skills for the past few days.

Taught by a "master" sword lord, Devile became much more proficient at using two swords at the same time.

"I gathered everyone today to tell you a bad news, the scouts I sent found that the Emperor of Yanjiao had left the original battlefield, I don't know if he came to this battlefield, maybe his surname is very big." Hearing the information of the ancient ghost, the lord, who was originally very happy because he had obtained the thunderbolt, suddenly fell silent.

The existence of a demigod is really terrifying! Although it is only one level higher than the Demon Lord, the difference in strength cannot be estimated!

Of course, the demigods who touch the law and the true gods who master the law are very different in strength, you must know that those demon gods and gods can shatter a continent into three pieces, and the battle between the great sage of Colin and the blood-patterned succubus, although terrifying, can only destroy a city at most.

"But there is also good news, Ling Xuan, you are the subordinate of Grand Duke Linna, the Blood Pattern Succubus, you know Randy, right?" The Ancient Ghost asked.

"The famous Black Knight, the King of the Abyss, Randy?"

The snake witch showed a surprised expression on her face: "I am the lord under the Spider Lord Mother, the demigod-level Grand Duke of the Demon God, among them, Lord Linna's strength is very strong, and the Black Warrior Randy, the king of the abyss, is one of the number one fighters of Lord Linna." ”

The Scorpion Witch also looked excited, she and the Snake Witch were at the bottom of the Lords, both in the territory of the Spider Master, and the Black Warrior Randy was more or less the same force, but it was different from the demigods, and she had admired this strong man for a long time.

"Ling Xuan is the direct subordinate of the Blood Pattern Succubus, and the little girl next to him cultivates the Death Fighting Qi, how could she not know Randy." The dark dragon made an eerie sound.

"Oh, he's so famous, is he very strong?" Ling Xuan pretended to be curious.

"It's not just strong, it's terrifying!" It was the blood mage who spoke, and the strange-looking mage said coldly, "Death fighting spirit, the more you kill, the stronger it becomes, and there are countless enemies that Randy has killed." A friend of mine, the Tidelord, was killed by that guy! ”

"The Black Warrior Randy, the King of the Abyss, once besieged four lords by himself on the Abyss Battlefield, and slaughtered all his opponents, along with tens of thousands of demon armies. I've wanted to avenge the Tidelords, it's been a long time! ”

The magic ball spinning above his head brought out a hideous blood-light trajectory, revealing the boiling killing intent in the heart of the bleeding mage.

"If we really have to face the Emperor of the Flame Prison, the other party is a demigod, and we have a great chance of death, and we still need the assistance of the Black Warrior Randy." The Ancient Wraith was talking, and suddenly fell silent for a few seconds, then said, "Let's go out to meet you, the Black Knight is here." ”

A group of demon lords, leaving the conference hall, Ling Xuan had exchanged skills with the blood mage before, and he was relatively familiar, so he leaned up and asked, "Do you want to kill the black warrior?" ”

"Not bad."

"I saw that guy was not pleasing to the eye, for the sake of the magic ball, I will definitely help you deal with him then." Ling Xuan stretched out his hand affectionately and patted the Blood Mage on the shoulder.

"Hehe......" the Blood Mage smiled coldly, "Help me?" It's for the dark elf girl under your command. ”

"What?" Ling Xuan was slightly stunned, not understanding what he meant.

"Isn't it? The power of Death Fighting is that killing enemies can absorb resentment and turn it into your own power. Black Warrior Randy doesn't know how many enemies he has killed, if he dies, these grievances will dissipate along with the fighting energy, but those who cultivate the same death fighting spirit can absorb it. ”

Turning his head to look at Dai Wei'er, the blood mage said again: "That little guy's strength is only the seventh order, absorbing all the resentment emitted by the death of the black knight, I am afraid that in terms of the strength of the fighting spirit, it will be close to the lord level, and it will not take much time to cultivate to be able to advance to the lord." ”

"Is there such a good thing?" Ling Xuan was overjoyed.

"What's the use of being happy? On the Abyssal Battlefield, the Ancient Spirit, as the temporary commander, could not allow us to fight him. Moreover, even between the lords, there is an irresolvable hatred, and when they are ready to duel, they can only be one-on-one. ”

"I'm not his opponent now, don't look at you hammering the crocodile tail war demon, I'm afraid I'll die against the black warrior. So, put away your thoughts. Smiling sarcastically at Ling Xuan, the Blood Mage strode out.

Ling Xuan took Devier's small hand and followed behind the many lords to the walls of the Blackstone Fortress.

In the distant sky, a giant crow with its wings spread out to six meters and a miserable white face was flying like the wind. The Black Warrior Randy, the King of the Abyss, sat on it in full heavy armor, and the huge heavy sword: the Death Sigh Demon Sword, was held in his hand.

The human-faced giant crow flew above the black stone fortress, and the black warrior jumped from the back of the giant crow, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his whole body burned with the fighting spirit of death, with the power and momentum that seemed to split the mountain, he slashed down from the air.

The power of this sword seemed to have attracted the dark red Demon Domain Sky and smashed down together, the target was Ling Xuan!

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