Chapter 13 Fang Ling took a deep breath for the first time refining, the strength of his whole body condensed, and the power of the True Yuan poured out from his palm, and the Cun Ding, which was infused with the power of the True Yuan, actually slowly expanded, expanding three times in size in the blink of an eye.

Fang Ling secretly said that this thing is mysterious, and he can actually sense the alchemy technique and have such a reaction, you must know that the ordinary immortal sect disciples' refining weapons and alchemy magic weapons are separated, because the furnace ding of the refining weapon is generally several sizes larger, and there are very few people who can change the size like this.

When the temperature of the Cun Ding gradually rose and reached a certain level, Fang Ling picked up the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Devourer and threw it into the Ding, and as soon as he sensed the dense True Yuan Power emanating from the Ding, the Spirit Devouring Spirit immediately devoured it greedily.

Ten thousand years of devouring the spirit of heaven and earth continued to devour the qi of heaven and earth, as if it were life, and in this devouring process, it also began to gradually change, at first, the body of the soul devouring ball was only faintly revealing some red light, but it didn't take long, this red light became brighter and brighter, as if it was about to break out.

However, there was no abnormal change in the 10,000-year-old Spirit Devourer, it was still greedily devouring the True Yuan Force, enjoying this delicious meal.

Fang Ling sat calmly, his hands clinging to both sides of the Cun Ding, constantly releasing the qi of heaven and earth, urging the temperature in the Ding to continue to rise.

Time is like an old snail moving, passing very slowly, every breath, a large amount of heaven and earth qi is released, the heaven and earth qi in Fang Ling's body continues to grow out, and it is released again, even the soul of the earth in the body is also affected, and it actively stimulates the growth of thunder under the stimulus.

Even if it is a disciple of the Immortal Sect, many of them have reached the Huayuan Realm and have no way to refine a small supernatural level magic weapon, first, the way of refining itself has many thresholds, one is not well grasped, and the refining materials that have been worked hard will be scrapped, and the second is that the refining tool needs abundant physical strength and the support of the qi of heaven and earth, although many cultivators of the Transformation Yuan Realm have reached the realm of true Yuan Power in terms of quality, but there is a gap in quantity, which is why many cultivators of the Transformation Yuan Realm do not hesitate to buy magic weapons at a high price.

Although Fang Ling had not been taught by the formal Immortal Sect, with his innate wisdom and strong strength, he also dared to dabble in the realm of refining weapons with the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Realm.

However, the better the material, the more difficult it will be to refine the weapon, but the better the material will also enhance the ability of the magic weapon, whether it is strengthening, expansion, derivation, or various abilities, it will make the refining weapon more domineering than the formula describes, and of course, the greater the risk contained in it.

Time passed slowly, after the morning, to the afternoon time, there was a new change in Dingzhong, at this time the 10,000-year-old spirit devouring has completely become a fiery red ball of light, there seems to be a blood dragon hovering in the ball of light, constantly opening its mouth to devour the surrounding aura.

Fang Ling speculated that this might be the remnant soul left by the blood dragon, you must know that the 10,000-year-old soul devourer had swallowed the entire blood dragon into his stomach, so it was reasonable to have a remnant soul to keep, but this remnant soul had been completely controlled by the soul devouring and had become a veritable puppet.

The soul of the blood dragon loomed, and the soul of the soul devouring gradually revealed its true face, and it seemed that it could not be seen in the haze, like a wisp of ghost, and its mouth was wide open.

Seeing that the fire was almost over, Fang Ling poured some scale wave water into it, and as soon as the water entered the boiling and blazing ding, it immediately turned into a piece of water vapor and was swallowed by the devouring spirit.