Chapter Forty-Three: Tempering!

Meanwhile.

Fire Maple City Mo Family.

Ink Torture sat at the table with his eyes closed, and there was a piece of paper full of words written on it, which recorded a lot of dynamics about the ink evil, until the ink evil disappeared, and the ink torture kept tapping the table with his fingers, making a clicking sound.

Two hours later.

Mo Xie opened his eyes, and he summoned all the elders who were still in the family.

"Mo Xie left Fire Maple City this time, I don't know what you think. He looked at the elders in the audience, and said in a voice full of majesty.

"This time the ink evil left, according to my estimation, it should be related to the secret realm of all souls. "It was the three elders who spoke, and unlike the other elders, the three elders looked very young, just like a teenager in his twenties, very handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his long white hair was tied behind him with silk.

Mo Xing nodded slightly when he heard this, during the year that Mo Xie was in Fire Maple City, he always sent people to keep an eye on him, as long as he left Fire Maple City, the Mo family's interception would appear immediately, but in this year's time, Mo Xie walked out of Fire Maple City only a handful of times.

It's like a fish bone stuck in the throat, and you can't swallow it, and you can't spit it out, which makes Mo Xing very uncomfortable.

"How is the female cultivator who lived with the ink evil now?" said Mo Xing with an indifferent expression.

"It's still in that courtyard, except for going to the Silver Moon Tavern, all the time around. The four elders in charge of intelligence stood up and told the truth.

"Regardless of whether the ink evil goes to the Myriad Soul Secret Realm or not, we can't let him grow anymore. Mo Xie said in a deep voice.

In the past year, the growth of the ink evil has been in the eyes of the Mo family, and the speed has made them all delusional and incredible, and the remorse and killing intent in their hearts are almost uncontrollable.

"Trouble the second elder to arrest the woman and force the Mo evil to comply, our Mo family can't afford to wait. Mo Xing gave the order to arrest Zhou Die.

After the second elder answered, several elders dispersed, leaving Mo Xing alone to sit on the stool, his eyes looking straight at the blue sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

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In the secret realm of all souls

"Kill!"

Mo Xie roared, holding a big stick more than two meters long, and kept beating the wild boar that had been huge, his movements were very sensitive, because of the blood of the origin, he could not invoke the aura now, and could only rely on the flesh to fight.

Whisper!

The wild boar demon beast snorted, and the thorns on its whole body stood up, exuding a cold glow in the sky.

Swish!

The wild boar demon beast trembled, and countless sharp spikes shot out from its body wildly, like bows and arrows, the speed was very fast, and it was close to the body of the ink evil in an instant.

"You little fat pig, you are so naughty, isn't it good to die obediently, you have to suffer from these flesh and skin. ”

Mo Xie laughed, his tiger body shook, and a long stick with a dark red body suddenly appeared in his hand.

Knort! Knort!

The long stick was waved in his hand, forming a small tornado, shooting down a large number of spikes on the body of the wild boar demon beast, sending out a spark, because of the relationship of recognizing the master, the weight of Huangquan Evil Iron has been controlled by the ink evil to a level that he can accept, otherwise with this strength alone, I am afraid that he will not be able to take it.

"Good baby!"

Mo Xie caressed the long stick lovingly, his face was full of excitement, it was too easy to use, it was more convenient than the previous medium-grade magic weapon long knife, I don't know if it was a mental effect, or a problem with the material of the magic weapon itself.

Smack!

Mo Xie's whole person was raised high, and the long stick in his hand was raised to the top of his head, and it fell heavily towards the head of the wild boar demon beast, making a cracking sound, and the yellow and white things splashed everywhere in an instant.

The cultivation of this wild boar demon beast is in the eightfold blood condensation realm, and the defense of the flesh and skin is quite strong, and ordinary monks can resist it even if they attack with spiritual power, but the ink evil relied on the flesh body and the long stick in his hand to blow up this demon beast with the power of the flesh, which also shows that the strength of his current physical body is completely comparable to that of a monk at the peak of the ordinary blood condensation realm.

Of course, except for Tianjiao, this part of the monks can no longer be divided by common sense, and fighting beyond the level is as easy as eating and drinking.

Call!

At this time, a blood-red flame suddenly appeared from the corpse of the wild boar demon beast, slowly floating in the air, trembling and attached to the long stick, making a tearing sound, as if it was putting water in the oil pot.

Seeing this, Mo Xie's eyes narrowed slightly, he carefully looked at the changes on the Huangquan Evil Iron, and his heart was a little nervous, this blood flame is the vitality of the wild boar demon beast, according to the secret method on the map, the Ink Evil transformed it into the shape of a flame, so as to quench the Huangquan Evil Iron.

Whew!Wow!

The sound of burning kept coming from the Yellow Spring Iron Iron, the original dark red turned bright red after the scorching of the blood flame, the surrounding air began to distort, and a wave of heat hit, but the hand of the ink evil still clenched the long stick, and the temperature was only warm.

Bursts of wails came from the blood flames, as if the soul in it was screaming, using his life and soul to add fuel to Huangquan's iron and raise.

"It's done!"

Mo Xie's face was overjoyed, and his eyes burst out with an astonishing look, only to see that the Huangquan Iron had been tempered by blood flames, and gradually began to transform according to the shape of the long knife that Mo Xie wanted, and the straight stick body gradually bent, and the width gradually narrowed.

Although this transformation was slow, the second refining method was generally successful.

Some black powder was quenched and fell to the ground with the breeze blowing, and the originally tender green lawn suddenly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dry leaves were trampled by the ink evil with a crisp sound, turning into crumbled, and all the vitality was gone.

"This!"

Mo Xie's mouth couldn't help but grow, and he inserted the Huangquan iron into the ground, and he hurriedly left the place where there was black powder, his expression was full of nervousness, and he carefully examined his whole body, for fear that there was residual black powder left on his body, and he didn't dare to bet on whether the black powder would have an effect on him.

After about a quarter of an hour, the blood flame began to decline, until it disappeared, and the refining of the Yellow Spring's evil iron stopped, and a lot of black powder had accumulated on the ground, as if even the sun's rays had swallowed it.

"This black powder is a good thing, if you throw a handful on the enemy when he is taken by surprise, tsk, it will be a big killer. ”

What he lacks most now is the means to deal with the enemy, whether it is the strength of the mountain and the floating walk, or the plundering of life, it is not something that can be put on the table. Maybe the power of the killing world is barely enough, and that is also on the basis of killing Chu He.

The ink evil is now unable to use spiritual power at all because of the origin of the blood, and can only rely on the physical body to fight against Tianjiao, which undoubtedly makes the means less and the combat power plummets.

But now with the black powder, a big killer, as long as you can fight hand-to-hand, you can give your enemies an experience that will last a lifetime.

Mo Xie took out a jade box in excellent condition from the storage ring, which he originally thought he had prepared in case he could encounter a rare elixir in the Myriad Soul Secret Realm, the isolation formation on it was perfect, and the price was also very expensive, he had spent more than five thousand spirit stones to buy one at the beginning.

"Hopefully it fits. ”

Mo Xie muttered quietly, then cautiously walked to the black powder, squeezed out a little killing spiritual power and wrapped it around his hand, and lightly touched the black powder with his fingers, making a burning sound, so frightened that Mo Xie quickly withdrew his hand, looked down and looked down, only to see that the killing spiritual power wrapped in his palm was much thinner, and many holes were eroded on it, but because the quality of his spiritual power was abnormally high, it did not disappear instantly.

"Come again!"

The ink evil once again used his killing spiritual power, wrapped his hands again, gritted his teeth and heart, grabbed the black powder, and instantly retracted it, putting the black powder in the jade box.

"It seems that the isolation formation on the jade box can block the erosion of black powder. ”

He saw the black powder lying quietly in the jade box, and he was sure in his heart, his hands turned into afterimages, and he kept grabbing the black powder and putting it in the jade box, and in a moment's effort, the black powder had all been packed into the jade box.

"Shhh ”

At this time, Mo Xie's face suddenly turned pale, revealing an extremely painful expression, a drop of sweat oozed from his forehead, his hand was tightly inserted into his chest, panting heavily, he didn't expect that just using a little spiritual power, his heart would hurt so much, it seems that this trip to the place of sacrifice must go.

This state made him very painful, like a huge treasure, but he couldn't use it, he could only watch with his eyes, as long as he touched it, he would be beaten up, and he felt extremely bitter.

After relieving for a while, the pain in his heart began to subside, and then his attention shifted to Huangquan Evil Iron, he pulled it out suddenly, and Huangquan Evil Iron came out of the ground with a thud, and lay quietly in his hand.

"It seems that both demon beasts and monks can be used to quench the Yellow Springs Evil Iron. He looked at the long stick in his hand, and roughly estimated that it might take tens of thousands of people to successfully quench the Huangquan Evil Iron.

After the initial test, Mo Xie guessed that as long as the monks killed were stronger, the transformed blood flame would also increase, and the speed of refining Huangquan Evil Iron would also increase, perhaps the effect would be more obvious.

But the drawbacks also appeared, as long as he used the killed monk to refine Huangquan Evil Iron's own cultivation, he would not be able to improve quickly, both of which were very critical to him, so he could only think of a way to make both of them improve simultaneously.