He stared intently at the changes in the materials in Dingzhong, motionless, without even blinking his eyelids, time had no effect on him, and it became short because of concentration.

Time passed, and it was already the next day, and in the morning, all the stones had been turned into liquids, and it was not until the evening that they were really absorbed by the thousand-year-old keel.

The thousand-year-old keel that absorbed all kinds of stone was heated by continuous high temperature, and was constantly devoured by the 10,000-year-old devouring spirit, and it also underwent great changes, originally this keel was a foot long, straight as a rod, but now it has been reduced to the length of a palm, and the straight bone body has also begun to expand, turning into a fluorescent white jade ball, and the surface of the jade ball is constantly bubbling with bubbles.

At this time, Fang Ling began to put in the wood refining materials such as smoke and rain wood, and the wood burned when it caught fire, and sparks were emitted from the incineration.

Whether it is the way of alchemy or the way of refining, it is important to balance and cooperate, these materials are born in the land of extreme yin, but with fire, they are harmonious refining materials, which can clear the aura of the 10,000-year-old devouring spirit, so that after the weapon is completed, it can be completely mastered by the refiner, and will not become a murder weapon for the master.

Time flowed quietly, and finally on the third day, at this time, the 10,000-year-old devouring spirit had completely fused with the thousand-year-old keel, coupled with the harmony of materials such as smoke and rain, and the white ball of light formed no longer bubbled, but slowly rotated in the inch, the surface gradually solidified, and wisps of red blood seeped out from it, vividly like a small dragon.

At this time, Fang Ling finally showed some fatigue, sweat drops oozed from his forehead, the refining weapon that lasted for three days was definitely not pressed into an earth-shattering battle, almost every trace of strength in his body was emptied, but there was still one last step in the matter, that is, it was formed.

Fang Ling threw the last refining material fire Jiao skin into it, and as soon as the fire Jiao skin touched the fire, it emitted a thick fire energy, and it was wrapped around the thousand-year-old dragon bone ball with Fang Ling's consciousness.

Fang Ling urged the True Yuan Force with one hand, and the other hand was freed, staying on top of the Fire Jiao Skin, and according to the method stated in the formula, he deepened his consciousness into the dragon bone ball.

Since all the refining materials were fused together based on Fang Ling's True Yuan Power, there was no power to resist Fang Ling's consciousness at all.

So, under the urging of Fang Ling's consciousness, the refining materials began to deform at a slow speed, the sphere slowly became flattened, squeezing out five bone spurs, bursts of red light, and white light flickered, and when the Spirit Devouring Ghost Hand finally took shape, there was a sudden earth-shattering thunderclap in the sky, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, smashing towards Cun Ding at an extremely fast speed.

Where did Fang Ling expect such a strange thing, but he didn't have the slightest strength now, if this thunder smashed on himself, it would be fine, after all, there were nine days of thunder in his body, and he couldn't die, but if it was smashed into the hands of the soul devouring ghost in the inch, wouldn't it destroy the magic weapon?

At this moment, a white light suddenly rushed out from the side, and at the same time, the thunder had smashed down on the inch ding, making a loud bang, and the ding body reverberated like a golden bell, shaking people's eardrums painfully.

Fang Ling was shocked by the huge aftermath and flew out, hitting the courtyard wall, only smashing a pit into the thick wall.