Ling Haoran was about to leave, and cursed the Yuan Infant Cultivator who framed him before, he must have been framed by this bastard, but he didn't know which family this person belonged to. Just when Ling Haoran had just climbed out of this cold pool, the voice of the old man sounded, saying, "Boy, you go to the center of the cold pool, there is a small tree over there, do you see it?" ”

Ling Haoran looked at it for a long time and said, "Zhan Lao, are you talking about that dead tree?" What's so nice about that! ”

Zhan Lao said, "Stinky boy, what do you know, this is a 10,000-year-old snow dragon tree, it can only grow a circle in a thousand years, it is characterized by giving birth to a snow dragon fruit in a hundred years, and when the snow dragon fruit is ripe, this snow dragon tree will nourish all the nutrients and spiritual weapons to the snow dragon fruit, and then be in a state of suspended animation, waiting for a hundred years to re-sprout, bloom, and bear fruit!" This snow dragon fruit is estimated to have been eaten by this dragon, so it can break through to the four-grade demonic beast, but, this snow dragon tree is a treasure, you transplant the roots of this snow dragon tree into the god of war monument, and then this trunk, you take it to make the handle of your spear, your spear is some mortal products, always damaged in battle, you use the trunk of this snow dragon tree as a gun body is very suitable, and the snow dragon tree has been ten thousand years, it is easy to activate spirituality, you need to send your soul power into the spear you refine without restrictions, It's easy to activate spiritual power, and then, your spear can easily become a first-grade spiritual weapon, and moreover, it is also a spiritual weapon that can grow! In the future, if you find a spirit related to the dragon, you will temper it in your spear, and then your spear will continue to strengthen! ”

When Ling Haoran heard this, he pulled out this snow dragon tree, his current strength has the power of three elephants, the power is infinite, and he can't pull out this snow dragon tree, Ling Haoran runs the God of War trick, and the aura is running, so that he can pull up the snow dragon tree, Ling Haoran put the snow dragon tree into the God of War Monument, and then he looked for an axe, tried to cut an axe, and found that he couldn't hurt this snow dragon tree, Ling Haoran was very helpless, the old man said, "I told you, this is the 10,000-year-old snow dragon tree, you want to cut him off with mortal things?" Try it with that artifact! ”

Ling Haoran took out the holy weapon long sword, and it took a few days to cut down this snow dragon tree, and then Ling Haoran went to the Divine Weapon Pavilion and found a fragment of a weapon used by the God of War before, which was used as the spear head, and the snow dragon tree trunk was used as the spear body.

He first put a section of the trunk in the flame and burned it for a while, then put away the flame, wrapped the trunk with true qi, and then began to knead it with both hands, while constantly sending true qi from his fingers into the trunk.

As he refined, the trunk gradually became smoother, and emitted a faint white light, and the lines on the trunk became clearer.

Ling Haoran knew that the trunk of this Snow Dragon Tree had gradually been refined by his True Qi and Vermilion Bird Flame.

Then he put the fragment in front of him to take a closer look, although this fragment had been refined by the god of war, it still exuded a faint metallic luster, and it was covered with rust.

Ling Haoran wrapped the fragment with his true qi, and then began to knead it continuously with both hands, while continuously sending his true qi from his fingers into the fragment.

As he forged, the fragments became smooth and glowed with a faint golden glow, and the rust on them receded.

Ling Haoran knew that this fragment had gradually been forged into a spear head by his true qi and flames, and it was also a very perfect spear head.

Ling Haoran looked at the newly forged spear head with satisfaction, and then began to combine the spear head with the gun body. He wrapped the head of the spear with his true qi, gently placed it on the front of the barrel, and then carefully adjusted the position of the two until the whole spear appeared to be one.

Then, he began to carve the Fusion Spirit Pattern on the spear. This time, he carved each spirit pattern on the spear very carefully, and these spirit patterns were perfectly integrated with the spear as if they were growing naturally.

After the engraving was completed, Ling Haoran took out his essence blood and dripped it on the spear. The blood flowed on the spear as if it were alive, and gradually merged with the spear.

Afterwards, Ling Haoran poured his soul power into the spear. He felt his soul bound to the spear, as if it were a part of his body.

With the infusion of soul power, a tiny image of a snow dragon was gradually born in the spear, which was the instrument spirit of the spear. Although it was still very small now, Ling Haoran could feel its presence. He knew that the machine would grow stronger as he grew, and that the spear would become one of his most powerful weapons.

After completing this, Ling Haoran looked at his new weapon with satisfaction. This spear is not only powerful, but also has a deep connection with him. He believes that this spear will definitely accompany him through every difficult moment in the days to come and become an indispensable part of his life.

When Ling Haoran poured the last ray of soul power into the spear, the entire space suddenly trembled.

Ling Haoran felt a powerful force release from the spear, and this force attracted the Thunder Tribulation.

He was amazed to see a pitch-black thundercloud quickly condense from the sky, followed by one thunderbolt after another, slashing towards the spear in his hand.

Ling Haoran didn't have time to think about it, he immediately used all his true qi and soul power to the extreme, and tightly protected the spear by his side.

Thunder and lightning struck the spear with a deafening loud bang. Each bolt of lightning made Ling Haoran feel like a hammer had hit his heart, making him almost unable to breathe.

However, he did not give up. He knew that as long as he persevered, this spear would be able to survive the thunderstorm and become a real spiritual weapon.

Time passed minute by minute, and Ling Haoran felt that his strength was constantly draining, but he still did not stop. He stared at the thunderclouds in the sky, using all his strength to hold the spear in front of him.

Finally, after a long period of time, the thunderstorm gradually dissipated. Ling Haoran felt a powerful force coming from the spear, and this power was full of vitality and spirituality.

He was pleased to see that the spirit patterns on the spear were brighter, and the machine spirit had become more active. He knew that this spear had survived the thunderstorm and had become a true spiritual weapon.

Although his body was exhausted at the moment, his heart was extremely happy. He finally has a spiritual weapon of his own, which will be his right-hand man in future battles.

Ling Haoran carefully put away the spear, then sat cross-legged and began to cultivate. He knew that although he now had a spiritual artifact, this was only the beginning. In the future, he still has a longer way to go, and more powerful enemies to face. Therefore, he must continue to improve his strength in order to be able to gain a foothold in this world. Ling Haoran named this spear: Snow Dragon Lance!