The Tower of Hell (2) is for collection and recommendation

A large number of jade bottles containing pills were thrown on the ground, and Shen Long's hands flew out one after another purple gold divine dragons, each of which had materials in its mouth.

The Babel Pillar finally changed its shape, everyone could see its shape clearly, it was a pagoda, a black pagoda, and the magic weapon had not yet taken shape, and it had already emitted huge fluctuations.

"Xuanlong Daoist, it's better to restrain the aura of the magic weapon, otherwise, if the Heavenly Dao is a provocation. Hongjun warned Shen Long solemnly.

"Trouble !!," Shen Long frowned.

"It's not that the Heavenly Dao is making trouble for you, it's that the pressure of your magic weapon is too great, and the hundreds of millions of creatures around you will be directly shattered because of the power of your magic weapon. Hongjun waved his hand and sent out a fluctuation, directly reducing the pressure of the magic weapon, and then explained.

"Hmph!" the creature snorted coldly, accepting his explanation.

The seal of both hands, Shen Long's seal method was transformed, and the sealing speed slowed down, but the purple gold divine dragon that came out from between Shen Long's hands was extremely huge, and with a dragon groan, the purple gold divine dragon rushed down towards Shen Long.

"Go ahead. Shen Long threw out an object, and the Purple Gold Divine Dragon opened its mouth, biting and flying towards the tower.

"What kind ......of refining technique is that?"

"Completely condense the sigil into a dragon, and...... That giant dragon, at least at the level of Da Luo Jin Immortal, right?"

"The purple gold dragon is holding a vein in its mouth, right?"

"Yes, it's not one, you see, another of the same dragon is flying towards the Tower, and he has a vein in his mouth. ”

"I'm really looking forward to what kind of magic weapon Xuanlong Daoist can refine. ”

"Yes, I can't imagine that the magic weapon can be refined like this. ”

The veins were thrown onto the tower by the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, and then the dragon pounced on the veins, merging into the veins, and finally merging into the black tower.

With the continuous integration of the ore veins, the height of the tower continues to decrease, this is because every piece of ore has the mark of Shen Long, so Shen Long's connection with the tower is getting closer and closer, and Hongjun wants Shen Long to control the coercion of the magic weapon, so Shen Long deliberately makes the pagoda smaller.

But just when all this was going smoothly, Shen Long found that his ore vein collection was almost insufficient.

In fact, Shen Long's ore veins are still quite a lot, in order to suppress his own cultivation problems, Shen Long constantly absorbs ore veins to strengthen his body, for the sake of ore veins, Ao Kun also went to the Flood Desolate Continent, plus Shen Long's ore veins obtained from selling pills before, as well as the ore veins dug by the way of preaching all the way, adding up to countless ones. But they were all used up by Shen Long's strengthened body, and now they have only a small part in their hands.

"Fellow Daoists, quick, whoever has a vein, exchange the vein for the elixir. Shen Long made an urgent notification, and then scattered a bunch of pills.

"Ore veins, that flood is everywhere, who brings that, but there are a few of them here, I don't know how many can be exchanged?" asked a great power.

"Look at it yourself. "Shen Long's refining weapon is at a critical juncture, and there is no time to bargain.

"Okay, here's eight of them for you. The Great Power threw the vein at Shen Long, and then took out a pill jade bottle from the pill pile.

Shen Long didn't pay attention to it, and directly sent out eight rune dragons, each of which held a mineral vein and rushed towards the tower.

"I have eight here. ”

"There are twelve here. ”

"Four-of-a-kind. "Three of a kind. "Ten of them. ”

Their inventory is not much, even if the Dragon Clan Heavenly Dragon and Earth Dragon used to know that Shen Long had the habit of collecting mineral veins, and collected some mineral veins, they only took out more than three hundred, and they took out more than a thousand mineral veins in total, and it was only a relieving effect, not enough at all, Shen Long looked up at the tower and muttered to himself:

"Carelessly, the tower just went down. What to do?"

Looking at the pagoda that was only lowered by half, Shen Long's brows furrowed and he fell into deep thought, this is a voice sounding from Shen Long's ears:

"Do you need a vein?"

"Yes, why did you forget him?" Shen Long thought in annoyance, and then raised his head to look at Hongjun, this guy is a super-rich man who talks about the word "poor" all day long, can he have no veins.

"Hongjun Daoyou, how many do you have, take it out quickly. Shen Long asked anxiously.

"It's too troublesome to collect ore veins, and there are not many poor roads to collect, only nine. Hongjun said. ,

"What? There are only nine of them?" Shen Long suddenly felt that his eyes were gloomy, and he thought to himself that this was normal, and that time Hongjun had time to collect the innate spirit treasures, and he was interested in the ore veins that could be seen everywhere.

"Yes, it took a lot of effort to collect them, you see. Hongjun stretched out his hand, and a glass ball appeared in his hand, the size of a watermelon, and nine dragons frolicked inside.

"This ...... ...... is this?" Shen Long looked at Hongjun suspiciously.

"Of course, this is something that Poor Dao has never collected with great difficulty on the mountain, and this can be regarded as a time when Poor Dao has helped Daoists. Hongjun smiled and handed the glass ball to Shen Long.

"The Chaos Vein is only available on Buzhou Mountain, and only you Hongjun can catch it. Shen Long took the nine Chaos Ore Veins and boasted to Hongjun.

"Daoyou is humble, Daoyou has also been on Buzhou Mountain, and after being recognized by Buzhou Mountain, he can naturally collect the Chaos Ore Vein in the future. Hongjun said.

"The poor road is not as good as the Taoist friends, and the mountain is not Zhoushan and goes back empty-handed. Shen Long remembered the last time he climbed Zhou Mountain, and he still had palpitations, he smiled and finished speaking to Hongjun, and then turned his attention to the black tower.

With the nine Chaos Ore Veins, Shen Long's sealing technique was even slower, but every time he sealed, a purple gold dragon would float up, hovering overhead, and when the dragons converged to nine hundred and ninety-nine, a whirlpool on top of Shen Long's head disrupted these dragons, and then reunited.

With a dragon groan, a giant dragon that sang for millions of miles appeared, just the coercion on his body could overpower the powerhouse at the peak of Da Luo Jin Xian, Shen Long threw out a chaotic ore vein, and the giant dragon directly picked it up, ignoring the struggle of the mineral vein that had already generated spirituality, and rushed towards the tower.

Soon after, with a bang, the black tower was directly lowered by a large section, and it was roughly estimated that there might be one-ninth of the entire tall tower.

In the same way, Shen Long sent the remaining eight ore veins up, with a roar, the tower was greatly reduced again and again, when the nine ore veins entered the tower, after the most roar, in front of everyone, it became a pagoda only 10,000 meters high, at this time, there was no slightest mana fluctuation on the magic weapon, and there was no slightest coercion, at this time, because Shen Long had completely mastered the pagoda.

"It's better to refine the magic weapon yourself. Shen Long sighed.

"Yes, the magic weapons that you have refined yourself have completely mastered by yourself, and in some places, even those associated magic weapons cannot be compared. Hongjun also collected his mana fluctuations, and then nodded in agreement.

"Hmm. Shen Long nodded, remembering his previous life, those saints, the magic weapon that was not refined by himself, was like Lao Tzu's crutch, Qingping through the sky, primitive Ruyi.

"But Daoist friend, poor Dao look, this pagoda is just an embryo, I don't know how Daoist Daoist plans to refine it?" Hongjun looked at the black pagoda and asked Shen Long suspiciously.

"Hehe, what the poor Dao wants to refine is a magic weapon that makes sentient beings tremble. Shen Long's expression suddenly became gloomy, his eyes looked at the pagoda gloomily, and then he said, "Of course, the first consecration must be baptized with demon blood. ”

"Oh?" Hongjun heard and looked at Shen Long with interest.

"Hehe, it's going to start soon, Hongjun Daoyou, please help me when the time comes. Shen Long bought another pass, and then pleaded to Hongjun.

"Good. Hongjun agreed, not only for the two to cooperate in the future, but also because Hongjun was interested in this magic weapon.

"Okay, let's get started. ”

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