When the weapons in the space were almost used up, all the fierce beast flames were all in place, and they entered the body of the weapon, and there was no longer a shadow to be seen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ground was full of various weapons that shone after absorbing the totem flames, just like a treasure place full of spirit stones and spirits.

On the second layer, Lin Zhan stayed here, it was still very difficult, but to this extent, he was completely able to bear it.

However, he only picked up his ink sword first, and immediately returned to the third layer to bring Qin Qingxuan in.

This is the third time he has entered.

The large fierce beast flames had disappeared, and the flames that re-condensed behind them were not half of the previous ones in scale, and this kind of strength could be regarded as a kind of tempering for the skeletons of the two of them, not torture.

Lin Zhan casually picked up a long sword that was originally a mortal product, and when he started, he had the kind of energy of a magic weapon-level blade, the whole body was happy, and it began to have spirituality, and there was a shallow red flame beast mark on the sword, which flickered and disappeared.

This is going against the sky, Lin Zhan picked up the losing sword one after another, and every one of them has undergone such a change.

Especially those that were originally high-end products, some of them actually broke through to become the first and middle grades of the magic weapon level, and the highest ones were worthy of reaching the third grade of magic weapons.

Some of these high-level ones were purchased by Qin Qingxuan everywhere, and some of them were those from the Burial Sword Peak, in short, these hundreds of thousands of weapons, the value of these weapons now I don't know how many times it has rolled!

Qin Qingxuan is not very enthusiastic about these swords, but she just takes the time to feel and experience this kind of test and baptism of the second layer, for her, this is the most important thing.

Lin Zhan put away the swords separately, stacked them according to their level, and then put away his original ones first.

"Put these away with yours. ”

Qin Qingxuan had a lot of them, but she was embarrassed to take them all, but left about thirty percent of the swords, and she didn't want them anymore anyway.

Lin Zhan half-pushed and half-in-place into his own space, and what he was happy in his heart was not how important the sword was, but this was a sense of achievement, refining the mortal sword into a magic weapon, which can only be done by a refiner, and now that he has advanced so much at one time, it is disrespectful.

Of course, the ink sword is the one who benefits the most.

The best thing, save it for the end to check, Lin Zhan took out the ink sword again with a nervous mentality, this time, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, a dazzling light broke through the sea of fire in front of him, and then, all the flames of those weak beasts drilled over...... Absorbed and devoured!

"Ma Ma Mi...... Ma Ma Mi ......" A babbling voice suddenly pierced into Lin Zhan's consciousness, and from this moment on, he had a connection with Mo Jian as a whole, which dissolved in blood.

What the hell, it's more appropriate to call Daddy Daddy, right?!

Sword Spirit, this is the first time that Xiao Hei's Sword Spirit clone has such a clear consciousness communication in the ink sword, and Lin Zhan almost fell into a state of ecstasy.

"Ma Ma Mi...... Ma Ma Mi ......"

This kind of ignorant and cute consciousness is passed on, so that Lin Zhan really has the process of being a parent from panic to all kinds of pride and pride.

And the original chaotic world in the sword body has a large area of clarity at this moment, as if the clouds are open and the fog is dispersed, everything is revived, and a black figure is moving and jumping in that space, rolling and flying freely, just like the original black-faced monster Xiao Hei, but it is more spiritual and more cute than it.

This is the newly born Ink Sword Spirit!

Ma Ma Mi will be Ma Ma Mi, the ink sword has a small sword spirit, then it will be like a tiger with wings in the future, just like this The momentum of the whale swallowing the flame of the fierce beast just now is completely stronger than the white bone tower!

Not only was the flame power of the second layer all absorbed, but the power of the holy light was consumed in advance, and even the flames of the outer two layers were declared unbalanced one after another.

The ink sword automatically took off its hand, swirling happily in the air, gliding, and the three layers of flames quickly merged into one layer, absorbed by it, and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye......

Lin Zhan stood dumbfounded, and the connection with the little sword spirit became clearer, in the breath of this little sword spirit, there were not only the original Xiao Hei's sometimes cute and funny, sometimes old and steady, but also a new kind that Lin Zhan had never experienced, that is, energy and the huge momentum of devouring the flames, it was really strong.

Should I give him a name, Black?

Xiao Hei is still asleep in the Nine Star Space, why don't you just call this little sword spirit Xiao Hei Hei?

"Xiao Hei Hei! I'll call you Xiao Hei Hei in the future!" Lin Zhan tried to pass on the message as well, waiting anxiously for the little sword spirit's response.

In the ink sword space, the little sword spirit stopped its body movements, as if it was carefully understanding the meaning of this sentence.

"Ma Ma Mi...... Little Black Black ...... Ma Ma Mi ...... I'm Xiao Hei Hei ......" finally seemed to understand, and excitedly deformed there, round for a while and square for a while, while muttering Ma Ma Mi and Xiao Hei Hei.

Click, why is there nothing but the unconscious around me, and the rest is Mengbao!

Lin Zhan held his mandible, ready to fall into deep thought.

"There's meat! My chin has meat again!" This discovery made Lin Zhan wake up.

The physical body is rapidly recovering, as if it has never disappeared, the internal organs, blood vessels and meridians, skin and flesh and hair are all regrowing at this moment, and the ink sword is proudly hanging above the head, solemnly protecting the Dharma.

The flesh grew back again, and this should be after the flames were swallowed by the ink sword to a certain extent, it lost its original suppression effect, so it was completely recovered.

When the physical body was fully recovered, Lin Zhan instantly felt that the physical body that had undergone the devastating baptism of the totem holy fire was unprecedentedly strong and full of various powers.

The first thing, of course, was to immediately sacrifice the robe and dress it neatly.

Lin ...... Lin Zhan, do you still have clothes......"

Patronizing himself alone, Lin Zhan didn't notice the situation of Qin Qingxuan behind him, and when he heard a small call, he looked back, and suddenly his head was congested, and he almost burst his blood vessels.

Qin Qingxuan, who had recovered from her physical body, curled up on the ground, covering the important parts of her body with her long hair, and looked at her with a sad face......

Even if there is long hair to cover some of it, such a vagueness is worse than being completely exposed.

Lin Zhan didn't know how to react for a while, only in his consciousness he felt that Xiao Hei Hei had been happily passing on the message: "Ma Ma Mi...... Little Black Black ...... Ma Ma Mi ......" (To be continued.) )