"Well, it seems that Childe has accumulated a lot of money these days, and it has the effect of refreshing the past and learning new ones for me just now~" The cadre said, "It seems that Childe has an epiphany at the moment, and there will be great progress~"

"Let's all quit and wait for him~" As soon as Huangfu Wushuang's words fell, Xiaoqing teleported out of the refining room with a few people. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Murong Lan's epiphany this time took twenty days, and when he opened his eyes, a mesmerizing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then Murong Lan sealed his hands and slammed a black and white pattern into the body in front of him.

"Childe!" Xuelan and the others spread out and entered the refining room.

"This seal, you have to realize it yourself, realize your own feelings!" Murong Lan said, turning around and leaving, "I still have to retreat for a while!"

The cadres and the others watched Murong Lan leave and continued to refine Blood Lan's body.

Ten days later, Murong Lan came out of the palace, and these days he has been fighting with those strong enemies in the palace, from one-on-one, to one-on-two, one-on-three・・・・・・ until those former strong enemies are no longer a threat to him;

"How is Blood Lan's body?"

"Blood Lan has begun to fuse her body, but I don't know how long it will take~"

"Then let him enter the palace~"

Murong Lan was the general to tell the rest of his views on the seal, and then took Huangfu Wushuang and the others back to his residence. After a period of wind and snow, Murong Lan found that the blood orchid had not yet fused with the body, which showed that it was still very time-consuming to integrate into the new body.

"Brother, isn't it time for you to strengthen the Dream Thistle?" asked Huangfu Wushuang as he pillowed on Murong Lan's chest.

"yes~"

"Does that brother remember the Glowing Crystal Fang?" asked Huangfu Wushuang.

"You mean ・・・・・・ the first sword since the opening of the heavens?" asked Murong Lan.

"Yes! During this time, I heard the senior generals say that the first sword doesn't seem to be a sword, but it's a sword again!"

"What do you mean?"

"It can be said that the sword is just a treasure of heaven and earth, not a refined sword, but born of heaven and earth!" replied Huangfu Wushuang.

"You mean・・・・・・ you want me to absorb that sword into the thistle?"

"Yes, and my brother still has Optimus Prime, don't you say that Optimus Prime is also a treasure of heaven and earth?"

"Yes, we can also merge that Optimus Prime with the First Sword!" Murong Lan immediately sat up, "Not only that, but I can also refine one of my bones with it and combine them together to become my natal weapon!"

"Yes, this weapon can be continuously strengthened as my brother becomes stronger!" Huangfu Wushuang was also very excited, "It's just my brother's bones・・・・・"

"When I cultivated the third eye, I peeled off a piece of my forehead!" Murong Lan pointed to the red line on his forehead.

"That's right, that's just right~" Huangfu Wushuang said.

"By the way, why did you suddenly think of this?"

"Hehe, that Yingjing Fang can seal the first sword, it can be seen that it is good, I want that ・・・・・・"

"Ah~ So that's the case!" Murong Lan said and pressed Huangfu Wushuang under him.

"Wait, stop, wait, I can't do it!" Huangfu Wushuang shook his head in a panic, "Let me go~"

"Hmph!" Murong Lan snorted twice.

"Ahh

・・・・・・

Three days later, Murong Lan covered the quilt for Huangfu Wushuang, and then entered the palace by himself;

Jialan brought the glowing crystal fang to the refining room, which was relatively strong, since that person only sealed the first sword and did not destroy it, it can be seen that this sword is not small, so it is better to be careful.

The formation on the Yingjing Fang was quickly cracked by Murong Lan, "The formation that I couldn't understand at the beginning is now so easy to crack~hehe~"

At the moment when the formation lost its effect, the glowing crystal fang shook violently. Then he opened it with a "ping-pong", and a sword qi rushed out and knocked Murong Lan against the wall.

"So strong?" Although Murong Lan was not injured, this sword was too strong, right? It was just that the great sword qi that broke the seal was so powerful, no wonder that sword spirit would have been so arrogant at the beginning, if it hadn't been for the fact that the sword spirit of the first sword had been worn out of most of its strength after so many years, he might have died in the hands of the first sword spirit.

The first sword knocked Murong Lan back and revealed his true body. It was a sword that had not been polished, but the whole sword was a single one, and there was no obvious separation.

"Sure enough, it's a treasure of heaven and earth~" Murong Lan's hands were sealed, and a black and white pattern appeared on his hand, "Look at me accepting you!" After that, the hand with the seal was printed with a palm. The force of this palm became more and more powerful as the black and white pattern swirled.

I saw that the first sword flickered, and a sword net appeared in front of Murong Lan's attack, stopping Murong Lan.

"This method can't stop me!" The black and white pattern swirled, shattering the sword net with a powerful force, which was pure power suppression.

After the sword net was broken, the first sword couldn't help shaking slightly, and then I saw that the first sword seemed to shrink a little, and followed by a sword from top to bottom on the black and white pattern.

"Ah!!" Murong Lan was shocked, a trace of crisis flashed in his heart, and he immediately retreated, and then saw that the black and white pattern was split by that sword. This sword is extremely accurate, and it is hitting the key point of black and white transformation.

"You!you!You also know that black and white pattern!?" Murong Lan couldn't hide his surprise, "This, how is this possible? Could it be that that the painting opened the sky was not created by Fu Xi?" Although he was stunned, Murong Lan immediately thought that maybe this sword had experienced too much, and the ancient power of the black and white pisces pattern might have also been comprehended, so the first sword knew, it seemed that his black and white pattern had to be further refined.

I saw that the whole body of the first sword was shrouded in a huge sword shadow, and the moment the sword shadow was inserted on the ground, countless sword qi flew up from the ground, repelling Murong Lan again.

"It's amazing!" Murong Lan crossed his hands to protect the vital point, and quickly retreated, "I didn't let Xiaoshuang and them come in together!" When Murong Lan retreated into the distance, when his feet touched the ground, he found that there were many scars on his body, especially on his arms, and many wounds had silver blood dripping out, and then Murong Lan found a situation, some silver blood was absorbed by the first sword.

"Well, you want my blood!? I see! It seems that you can't conquer you by strength, but by heart!" Murong Lan suddenly said, "If you want to conquer you, you must have the consciousness of dedicating yourself to you!"

After listening to Murong Lan's words, the first sword slowly rose on the ground, the silver blood on the sword body was absorbed, and the entire sword body became smoother;

"Sharp enough!" Murong Lan felt those sharp qi and said solemnly.

"Zheng!" A roar sounded, and a heavy coercion emanated from the sword body, making Murong Lan feel his body sinking.

"Sword! can also exert the effect of my world descending?!" Murong Lan's eyes widened, looking at the first sword in disbelief, "Was my comprehension of the sword wrong in the past?"

How could the first sword pay attention to Murong Lan's words, and struck out again, Murong Lan's figure fell again, but immediately used the necromancy power to push back the gravity on the first sword, and then roared angrily: "No matter what sword you are, you are too presumptuous like this!" The huge force disintegrated all the attacks of the first sword.

"Hum~" The first sword stabilized in the air, and after a flicker, another first sword appeared, followed by two to four, four to eight, eight to sixteen・・・・・・ and finally sixty-four first swords appeared, and the moment sixty-four swords appeared, they attacked Murong Lan together.

"This! This is the Imperial Sword of the Cold Wind!" Murong Lan was shocked and immediately cast the Void Thunder Shadow Sword to fight against it, but the Void Thunder Shadow Sword could only stop it slightly, but it was still difficult to stop the attack of the first sword.

"Poof!poof!・・・・・・" Seventeen swords pierced Murong Lan's body, but these swords only stabbed Murong Lan, and then disappeared in a flash, but these seventeen wounds were all deep and visible, and some of them were still through the body. A large amount of silver blood was absorbed by the first sword.

"Ahem!" Murong Lan hadn't been so seriously injured for a long time, and coughed up a mouthful of blood, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!

"Hum ~" The first sword seemed to be laughing at Murong Lan's ignorance, and did not continue to attack, but just kept shaking, as if Murong Lan's blood was very useful to it.

"Hehe~ It's really a strange thing, can you restore your strength by sucking blood?" Murong Lan stood up slowly, and every time he moved, a lot of silver blood flowed out, "However, no matter how strong the sword is, it is also a sword, your sword spirit has been devoured by me, what are you still struggling for!? That blow just now also consumed a lot of your strength, right?" After a loud shout, Murong Lan stepped forward, and at the same time used his spatial magic power to come to the hilt of the first sword.

The moment Murong Lan appeared, his right hand was tightly held on the hilt of the sword, the first sword didn't expect Murong Lan to be so strong, regardless of the injury, he rushed to attack, but he was caught by him, so the sword body kept shaking, trying to break free. "You are very strong, but after all, you are a dead thing, even if you have a spirit!

"Ahh・・・・・・h But although the first sword is strong, it is only its own means that it is strong, and when it is caught at this moment, all means are not out, and it can only attack Murong Lan with the most basic sharpness.

"Okay, the sword bone is hard enough!" Murong Lan's mouth rose and gave the first sword a positive evaluation, "But there are no heroes in the world today, only I am arrogant!You will obey me! I will not insult you!" After that, the strength in Murong Lan's hand continued to strengthen, and at the same time, he also used various means to heal himself, and the place where he was stabbed by the first sword has slowly healed. Murong Lan was also palpitating at this moment, if he hadn't been sanctified in the flesh just now, he would have died under such a powerful attack of the first sword~