"Battle Dragon Spear?" Yang Long kept muttering the name in his mouth, but said puzzledly, "How do you know that this is what the little guy took?"

Yang Hu said that this was the name that the little guy had chosen by himself, and this little guy naturally referred to the machine spirit, if this was what Yang Hu said before, Yang Long probably wouldn't believe it at all.

You must know that the spirit in the Yang Dragon's weapon has not yet been formed at all, and it is still very weak, just like a newborn baby. Just now, Yang Long was worried about whether this little guy could withstand this toss.

It's still such a faint machine spirit, where does it know how to choose a name? But when Yang Long saw such a refining technique, he actually believed half of it in his heart. The guy in front of him even knows that the machine spirit has been produced in the stone spear, so he naturally has a way to communicate with the machine spirit. Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent a lot of aura to maintain the safety of this little guy.

When Yang Long read this name repeatedly, he realized that this little guy had already understood his own mind, and this battle dragon spear was what he had thought of when he saw the dragon pattern on Ding's body just now.

The dragon is a creature that is not only a myth in the previous life, but also a mythical creature in this world, but deep down in his heart, Yang Long is a person who wants to become a mythical creature to defeat this mythical creature, and he thought at that moment that he wants to become a myth, and even to defeat the myth and become the top person in this world.

That's right, this dragon spear is to fight against that mythical creature and defeat mythology to achieve immortal legends. Only in this posture can the yang dragon smile proudly and overlook all living beings. This is a myth that touches the depths of his heart, and he doesn't dare to take it out easily, because he knows it himself, knows his own strength, and he Yanglong even has such a trace of thought, which is a fool's dream, how can he have any virtue and how can he defeat this myth.

But this little creature was able to break open his own heart and see things that he didn't dare touch.

As soon as the tip of the spear revealed a hideous corner, with a "whoosh", Yang Long saw an afterimage flash in front of him, and the standing dragon spear went straight into the sky, if it weren't for the stone wall on it, I am afraid that this war dragon spear would really fly into the sky.

"What a dragon lance. ”

When Yang Long saw the body of the spear that shimmered with a silver-white luster in mid-air, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and full of praise. The stone spear has transformed into a dragon spear, which not only improves its quality, but also makes its appearance gorgeous.

If an eye-catching beauty is a man's recognized appreciation, then a sharp weapon is a man's must-have.

"The total length of the war dragon spear is two meters and twenty-five, and the blade is forty centimeters long. The blade core is condensed by demon stones, because the dark spirit stone is very soluble, it is a good refining material. ”

Yang Hu looked at his masterpiece with some pride and said, "Boy, you are blessed." No one knows what the effect of a thousand-year-old demon stone is, and even I haven't heard of it specifically. But as you can see, each ore can be condensed with a special effect. The Dark Spirit Stone alone can have the effect of influencing people's minds in battle, and now that the Demon Stone has been fused with your machine spirit, no one knows what kind of magic effect it can play, all of this depends on your own exploration. ”

"Will a weapon have a different effect?" Yang Long couldn't help but ask in confusion as he looked at the War Dragon Spear suspended in mid-air.

Yang Hu glanced at Yang Long and said, "Of course, weapons are also divided into different attributes like people, depending on the materials from which they are refined. Like you, a war dragon, the dark spirit stone fused into it is the dark attribute. ”

"Isn't it true that the more attributes you fuse, the more powerful this weapon will be?" Yang Long said.

However, Yang Hu looked at Yang Long with eyes like looking at an idiot and said, "Haven't you heard that you can't chew too much? The more impurities a weapon is mixed with, it is just a pile of waste stones." Even if you add so many things to it, do you think it's very powerful? Those who use weapons have miraculous effects that depend partly on their personal cultivation, and partly on the strength of the weapon spirit in the weapon. The stronger the machine spirit, the greater the effect it will exert. Therefore, there is a comparison of the strength and weakness of weapons on the mainland. However, the machine spirit is a very sensitive existence, the more impurities, the slower the growth of the machine spirit, and even too much fusion will not appear the machine spirit. ”

Looking at Yang Long's ignorant eyes, Yang Hu said methodically: "There are even some insatiable people who impose some attributes on the weapon after forming the instrument spirit. I can't guarantee this, because some weapons are limited in quality after all, and adding a little more other minerals can change some of the characteristics of their weapons. However, if it is overly expanded, even the formed machine spirit may disappear in an instant. ”

Yang Hu looked at Yang Long's innocent eyes, and couldn't help but shake his head and muttered, "You don't understand the way of refining, I don't blame you." ”

Yang Long glanced at the war dragon spear not far away, he felt that the war dragon spear in front of him was becoming more and more covetous at some point, and at this moment Yang Long wanted to rush forward. Although the character of this guy in front of him is a little unbearable, the weapon he has refined is really not boasting.

There are also two palm-sized barbs on both sides of the sharp blade of the dragon spear, and judging from the cold air emanating from the silver-white barb, once this thing pierces into the person's body, if you want to pull it out, I am afraid that a huge blood hole will be opened in the chest. Looking at the deep blood groove and the cold barb, you can recognize this thing at a glance as a sharp weapon for killing.

Yang Hu was also the same as Yang Long at this moment, looking at the war dragon suspended in mid-air with a salivating expression, this scene made Yang Long frown.

But the next moment, Yang Hu sucked it with his bare hands, and the battle dragon spear rushed directly into Chaoyang Hu's hands. At a closer look, Yang Long's eyes were about to turn out of starlight. The war dragon seemed to be like a constellation of stars in the night, twinkling in his eyes.

At this moment, Yang Long stared at the silver-white war dragon, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

At the moment, he could only say with a thick face: "Brother, what you said, it will count!"

Yang Long stared at Yang Hu with a smile, directly interrupting his dirty thoughts.

"What?" Yang Hu said, dodging his eyes and pretending to be confused.

"Brother, although I don't know what age you are, I know that my brother is a gentleman who keeps his word. At the level of a refining master like my brother, you can take out a lot of this kind of thing with just one pull, I think brother, you won't hide from people's love, right?"

Yang Long took a bite of an old brother, and directly called Yang Hu all over his body.

However, after Yang Long finished speaking, Yang Hu's performance was beyond Yang Long's expectations.

I saw Yang Hu throw the war dragon spear in his hand casually, and threw it directly into Yang Long's hand, with no reluctance in his eyes. It's just that Yang Long saw this guy's eyes dodging, and said with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression: "Take it." Since you know that I have always been a man of my word, then I will not embarrass you. ”

By the time Yang Long received the War Dragon, he had forgotten the existence around him. Now his mind was instantly attracted by this war dragon that exuded an icy aura.

The battle dragon was held in his hand, and compared to the previous stone spear, Yang Long actually couldn't feel the change in it. As if this weapon was the embodiment of a stone spear, the weight of the war dragon in his hand did not change in the slightest, and even in his senses, even the slightest chill from this war dragon's body was the same.

"Is this the incarnation of the stone spear?" Yang Long looked at Yang Hu and said with some astonishment: "Didn't you add a kind of demon stone?" ”

Hearing this, Yang Hu pretended to touch his beard, smiled but did not speak, leaving only two words "self-realization", and then stopped speaking. This appearance really looks like a master's demeanor, but in Yang Long's eyes, this product can only be described in two words, that is, "underbeaten". Because this thing doesn't have a beard at all, Yang Long even felt that this smile had a shameless aura coming out.

Yang Long stared and began to raise his gun. The next moment, the yang dragon moved, the tip of the spear was like a dragon's horizontal tail, and in a flash, a strong wind burst out a piercing note in the air. The silver light of the half-fox flashed, and it was charming.

Putting away the spear and standing, Yang Long's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, because when he used it, he found that although this battle dragon spear was indeed exactly the same as before, it lacked a familiar aura. It was this breath that made Yang Long feel a little uncomfortable sending and receiving, as if this weapon did not belong to him.

"What's going on, why does this gun seem to be repelling anyone?" Yang Long stared at the body of the gun suspiciously, since the refining was nearing the end, the connection between him and the machine spirit had been severed.

It's just that the war dragon at that time was already out of the sheath, and the yang dragon's mind was all attracted by it, so he didn't pay attention to it. Looking back now, he realized that the spirit of this weapon didn't know where it had gone.

Looking at Yang Long's anxious appearance, Yang Hu on the side laughed directly.

"Boy, your appearance is really funny, let's tell you the truth! Each weapon will recognize its owner, and once the weapon has been tempered again, the machine spirit will seal itself. Until its owner awakens it again, this is the confession ceremony, and you can now only drop a drop of essence blood in the heart of this weapon. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Hu's face seemed to become a little heavy, and he said, "But you have to remember one thing, once the ceremony of recognizing the Lord is completed, unless the instrument spirit dies, it is impossible to give birth to a second machine spirit in a person. Back then, the first weapon I refined was to accidentally drip a drop of my own blood on it, and as a result, the broken sword followed me for the rest of my life. You can do it yourself!"

Yang Long looked at this guy with disdain, and said dissatisfiedly: "I called my brother before, but I didn't expect to turn my face and not recognize people." And if you plan to follow me, then change your broken name and change your name to Yanglong. Don't spend all day, what Andy. Anna's was on her lips. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Long did not hesitate in the slightest. Directly with the sharp blade on his hand lightly, the action is very handsome and bold.

It's just that Yang Hu, who was watching from the side, couldn't help laughing.