"Offended?" The young man shook his head: "The Blood Moon Forest is so big, he hides wherever he goes, who can know that he killed someone?" As he spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, Mo Wen died, and his trouble was not small.

The silver-haired old man also nodded and said: "The soul summoning technique can only be reluctantly performed by a god-level late-stage powerhouse, and although the Poison Sect is strong, there will never be a god-level late-stage powerhouse." ”

The art of soul summoning, which can forcibly condense the soul of the dead in an extremely short period of time, is an extremely anti-heaven secret technique.

"However, in the style of the Poison Sect, I'm afraid I don't care who killed people at all, but arrest everyone in the Blood Moon Forest and check them one by one, and if anyone is suspicious, no one can escape...... "The silver-haired old man said indifferently.

This kind of thing has been done many times by the Poison Sect, and the silver-haired old man doesn't need to guess at all to know the result.

Hearing this, the young man nodded deeply: "Yes, the previous style of the Poison Sect is like this. ”

The style of the Poison Sect is too domineering, and it is bold, except for a very few people with extraordinary status, there are almost no people they dare not provoke.

Shaking his head, the young man retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice: "Don't ask about it, let's think about it, how to explain it to the Poison Sect......"

You must know that Mo Wen was sent by the Sect Master of the Poison Sect to help them, and now they are unharmed, but Mo Wen died here, if they can't come up with a convincing reason, I'm afraid they will also be retaliated against by the Poison Sect.

"The Sect Master of the Poison Sect knows your identity, no matter how bold they are, they won't make a move on you, right?" The woman with a graceful and luxurious temperament beside the young man couldn't help but say in surprise.

The silver-haired old man's brows furrowed deeply, and he was not at all sure about this.

"Those guys are all crazy, and if they are in a hurry, they can do anything!" said the young man solemnly, "Although I am not afraid of them, if I really do it, it will be a little troublesome after all." What's more, Mo Wen is dead, we need another six-star poison master to help, if we don't give them a satisfactory answer, how can they agree?"

Nothing is more important to the young man than his mission.

With a light breath, the young man looked around, then clenched his fists and muttered coldly: "It's better not to let me know who killed Mo Wen, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death!"

A sharp edge flashed in his eyes, and the young man snorted coldly, and then turned around and walked in the direction he came: "Let's go." ”

The silver-haired old man and the graceful woman glanced at each other, and then followed respectfully behind the young man.

Dozens of kilometers away, Lan Feng released his soul perception and probed the fierce beasts around him as he walked forward.

There are many earth-level beasts and heaven-level beasts, tens of thousands, but that is only for the huge number of the entire beast clan, in fact, the earth-level beasts and heaven-level beasts scattered in various places are very rare.

In addition, the Blood Moon Forest is only one of the areas where the beasts gather, not the only place where the beasts live.

Therefore, it takes some luck to find the beasts above the ground level in the vast and boundless Blood Moon Forest......

Although Lan Feng's soul perception range was extremely large, it was also a little difficult to find a fierce beast above the ground level in a short period of time.

Fortunately, Lan Feng still had more time and was not in too much of a hurry, and the closer he was to the center of the Blood Moon Forest, the higher the probability of encountering earth-level beasts and heaven-level beasts.

The day passed quickly.

When a crescent moon hung high in the sky, Lan Feng's search and arrest operation also stopped.

On the mountainside of a small mountain, Lan Feng sat cross-legged and counted the day's harvest: "Twelve bottles of sixth-grade poison, twenty-three bottles of fifth-grade poison, one heaven-level late-stage fierce beast demon pill, one heaven-level early fierce beast demon pill, one earth-level late-stage fierce beast demon pill, three earth-level early fierce beast demon pills, four royal weapon materials, thirteen spiritual weapon materials......"

The value of these things is almost comparable to the collection of a strong person in the sky.

Lan Feng, on the other hand, only took a day to collect them.

It's night.

Lan Feng did not cultivate Yuan Force, but absorbed the power of the stars through the Seven Yuan Pills, and did not stop cultivating until the time was almost over.

Under the pitch black night, a milky white brilliance flashed in Lan Feng's eyes, and the power of his soul became more pure and thick.

After several hours of cultivation, Lan Feng not only did not have a trace of exhaustion, but was full of energy, as if he had just slept once.

"Next, let's practice refining the weapon. "With the constant supervision of the transparent old man, Lan Feng has never left behind the practice of refining, and the Creation Introductory Seal and the Creation Qiankun Seal have also been used by him more and more proficiently, at this moment, in the use of the Creation Seal, he is no less than Gu Qingyan, Yan Yuxi and others in the original refiner youth competition.

When the only defect was no longer a defect, the quality of the three-pattern spirit weapon refined by Lan Feng had invisibly improved a lot.

It can be said that the current Lan Feng, the quality of the refined three-pattern spirit weapon has really approached the limit of the spirit weapon!

Skillfully selected materials, heated furnaces, and quenched materials......

Lan Feng concentrated on refining, and in the fiery red light, the dark eyeballs reflected the shape of the furnace.

Soon, Lan Feng completed all the refining links perfectly, and his hands formed a shaped handprint on his chest.

In an instant, the red light was sheng, and the lid of the Shanhai furnace was automatically lifted, and a long sword as red as blood rose from the furnace to the sky, hovering in mid-air for a few breaths, before it fell back to the ground under the traction of a force of gravity, and finally plunged into the water tank.

"Sneer......"

In the water tank, a large number of water droplets splashed up, and dense bubbles continued to emerge and crack, releasing a strange-smelling gas.

Lan Feng stepped forward and slowly pulled out the dark red long sword with his palm covered with a layer of Yuan Force.

"Huh......" When the long sword was completely drawn, Lan Feng's movements couldn't help but pause, and he was a little stunned.

Looking down at the long sword in his hand, Lan Feng's brows couldn't help frowning slightly: "Failed?"

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had failed to refine, because the memory was too long, but today, he had inexplicably failed to refine it, not only had he failed to refine a three-pattern spirit weapon whose quality was close to the limit, but he couldn't even see a single line on the sword body.

"Teacher, what's going on?" Lan Feng turned his head to look at the transparent old man beside him suspiciously.

Hearing this, the transparent old man pondered for a moment and muttered, "Is it because of the mi?"

The whole process of Lan Feng's refining weapons, the transparent old man remembered it very clearly, and there were no mistakes during the period, which meant that Lan Feng's own skills were no problem.

Since there is no problem with Lan Feng itself, the problem must be in the external environment.

The biggest difference between the Blood Moon Forest and other places is that it contains extremely rich glutinous rice here!

"The old man can sense that the sword body contains a large amount of weapon essence, which is no different from the three-pattern spirit weapon you refined before, it stands to reason that a weapon containing the same weapon spirit should not be considered a failure, but why does the sword body have no pattern pattern?" The transparent old man frowned deeply, the feeling that this sword gave him was no different from the three-pattern spirit weapon, the only difference was that the sword body of this sword did not have a pattern pattern, and other than that, there was almost no difference.

Looking at the transparent old man who was meditating hard, Lan Feng was a little surprised: "Can't even the teacher find the problem with this sword?"

Lowering his head, Lan Feng carefully glanced at the long sword in his hand.

The feeling that this sword gave him was nothing special except that the aura was a little more violent. But there are countless long swords with violent breath on the mainland, and this sword doesn't seem to be a special case, right?

After thinking about it, Lan Feng began to slowly pour a stream of Yuan Force into the long sword, he planned to test whether this sword could withstand his Yuan Force, or if it could increase the power of his Yuan Force.

As Lan Feng poured Yuan Force into the long sword in an orderly manner, the long sword suddenly erupted with a dazzling red light, like a * that had been lit with a fuse.

"Be careful!" At this moment, the transparent old man came back to his senses, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, and he let out a low voice.

Just when the transparent old man's voice fell, Lan Feng didn't have time to react, he felt that his eyes were suddenly stabbed by a red light, and while he subconsciously closed his eyes, a deafening explosion sounded in his ears, and his palms were also a little numb, accompanied by a faint tingling pain.

Opening his eyes again, Lan Feng wondered, "What's the matter?"

In front of him, a large dirt pit was emitting black smoke and charred charcoal and rubble scattered everywhere.

Relying on a strong defense, Lan Feng was not injured, but he looked a little embarrassed.

"The old man probably understood. The transparent old man stared at the pit formed after the explosion of the long sword, thoughtfully, "The rice is a very unstable special element, and the creatures that have absorbed the rice have a very dark, violent, and irrational temperament. ”

"It is precisely because of the special nature of the rice that since ancient times, no one has used any material containing the element of the rice to refine weapons, because even if it is used to refine weapons, it will not be used at all. ”

"Boy Kaede, it seems that the materials you collected are not worth anything at all......"

Listening to the transparent old man's analysis, Lan Feng smiled bitterly: "No wonder when I collected the water demon jiao's unicorn before, that Qin Qiong pretended not to see it, it turns out that he already knew that the unicorn was useless......

"It took so much effort to get these materials, but in the end, they could only be refined...... Wait a minute. In the middle of the conversation, Lan Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and his face, which was a little blackened by coke, showed a look of surprise, "Teacher, maybe these materials are not useless......

He thought of the powerful power unleashed by the explosion of the long sword just now!

The explosion power of a weapon refined from three parts of spiritual weapon materials is almost no less than the supreme blow of a heaven-level early powerhouse, so ...... How powerful should the explosion of a weapon made of three parts of the royal weapon material be?

Lan Feng's palms trembled a little, and at this moment, an extremely bold idea popped up in his mind.