Artifacts, ordinary casting techniques can't change them, so what about using divine magic?

It wasn't until Ye Qianqiu's thunder and lightning flashed in a large furnace full of runes that the two swords realized that Ye Qianqiu was not joking this time.

Therefore, after Ye Qianqiu closed the door of the stove, the two divine swords began to struggle.

However, in this furnace full of eternal talisman formations, not to mention the two artifacts, even the gods could not break through, even if the entire furnace swayed indefinitely, the two divine swords could not escape.

Of course, Ye Qianqiu's goal was not to just give the two divine swords a little color, Ye Qianqiu's goal was indeed to refine them, and to use the power of the nascent rune.

The sword is the life of the sword cultivator. The two divine swords are Wei Lingkong's life.

If his sword cannot be used by him, then there is no point in existing. Anyway, the twelve artifacts have already been destroyed by Jialan, and these two swords are not bad.

"Qianqiu, can this work?" Looking at the restless stove, Wei Lingkong really sweated.

Although these two divine swords are not very powerful on weekdays, they are also embellished with a god word, and Qianqiu can say that refining will be refined?

"Hmph. Ye Qianqiu snorted coldly: "I'm not skilled yet, if it's like my mother, I don't even need a furnace to refine them." ”

Ye Qianqiu's words seemed to be heard by the artifact inside. The furnace shook even more noticeably.

"Stunned, help me hold down the stove. After Ye Qianqiu finished speaking, he sat down in front of the stove. The hands were clasped together, and when they were opened again, there was an additional virtual rune in the center of the hands.

Then, Ye Qianqiu punched the runes into the furnace.

The two swords in the furnace exploded in an instant, and the entire furnace almost fell off the ground. Even if Wei Lingkong suppressed it with all his might, he couldn't completely suppress it.

However, this situation did not last long, and when Wei Ling was about to lose his bearing, the movement in the furnace stopped.

Ye Qianqiu's head was covered with sweat, and his right hand stretched out towards the guard: "Second stunned, tell me, what does your sword look like?"

Wei Lingkong grabbed Ye Qianqiu's hand, and then, the divine senses of the two instantly fused. Wei Lingkong didn't need to say what his sword looked like, the sword in the furnace became his most convenient sword.

When the stove was opened, a long sword flew out of the stove. There is no thunder and lightning breath, this is a divine sword that has just been born.

Thunder and lightning fell from the sky, splitting the barrier of the Sword Tomb and landing on the sword that flew in the air. Then, a light and shadow shot out from the blade of the sword, breaking into Wei Lingkong's sea of knowledge.

The vision finally disappeared, and a brand-new sword was suspended in front of Wei Lingkong.

The style of the sword is the one that Wei Lingkong uses most often, whether it is the feel of the hilt, the length and width of the blade, or even the feeling of holding the sword, it is the same as the one he uses the most.

The only difference is that the sword body is composed of two colors, the inside is gold, and the two blades are purple, and the streamer is constantly flowing in gold and purple.

This is what Excalibur really looks like.

"This is your sword. Ye Qianqiu smiled and watched as Wei Lingkong held the sword.

The Excalibur is newborn, and the sword spirit is naturally new. The scheming thunder and lightning that had been scheming before no longer existed.

Wei Lingkong happily held the sword in his hand, no matter what aspect he had, he couldn't dislike the sword in front of him: "Qianqiu, what is it called?" Wei Lingkong looked up.

"This is your sword, and naturally you can name it. Ye Qianqiu replied.

"Then it's called Ling Qiu. As soon as Wei Lingkong's words fell, the word Ling Qiu was added to the sword of the long sword. Obviously, the newly born Excalibur, liked the name.

"Try Ling Qiu's power. Ye Qianqiu proposed.

Wei Lingkong nodded, held the sword in his right hand, and swung a sword with all his strength in the other direction. With just one sword, all of Wei Lingkong's spiritual power was exhausted.

However, the effect of this sword is really not to be said. Where the sword qi passed, the heavens and the earth collapsed, until the end of the line of sight. Where the sword marks passed, the lilac streamer cut cracks in the air, and it was obvious that even the space was cut off.

Wei Lingkong looked at this scene dumbfounded, with his strength, it was absolutely impossible to cause such damage.

"This, this is the power of the artifact?" Wei Lingkong couldn't even finish his words. He did have an artifact in his hand, but whether it was Xiaohong or the thunder and lightning flash before, to a certain extent, he had preserved his strength against Wei Lingkong.

Xiaohong, who hasn't recognized the Lord yet, is a little better, and the two who have recognized the Lord are really too much. Just because of the retained strength of these artifacts, Wei Lingkong even had a wrong understanding of the power of the artifact.

Ye Qianqiu nodded.

Wei Lingkong's mood jumped. If the artifact was really so powerful, then in the current situation, he finally had the ability to protect Ye Qianqiu.

"Qianqiu ......" Wei Lingkong, who was excited, shook Ye Qianqiu's hand.

"Sister Ye!" However, a voice interrupted Wei Lingkong's words, and the owner of the voice was very fast, and when he spoke again, he was already close at hand: "You, huh, am I coming at the wrong time?"

Seeing the current situation of the two people, Yue Lingyuan was a little embarrassed.

Quickly letting go of Ye Qianqiu's hand, Wei Lingkong's face turned red.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qianqiu's old face was much thicker than Wei Lingkong's, and her attention didn't shift at all: "You're in such a hurry." ”

Being reminded by Ye Qianqiu, Yue Lingyuan instantly remembered that he had come to find Ye Qianqiu: "Dome City has been destroyed, I remember, that city lord is Sister Ye's father." ”

If it hadn't been for Yue Lingyuan mentioning it, Ye Qianqiu would have almost forgotten his mortal father. After all, in this kind of eventful autumn in the cultivation realm, Ye Qianqiu couldn't take care of mortal affairs at all.

Before Ye Qianqiu could ask about the specific situation, Yue Lingyuan had already told what had happened. The destruction of Dome City has something to do with Ye Qianqiu in the final analysis.

Because, the person who destroyed the city was Ling Xiaojun. As for the reason for destroying the city, after hearing this, Ye Qianqiu could only vomit blood. Because, Ye Qianqiu is the daughter of the city lord of Dome City.

To put it bluntly, this time the Dome City was destroyed, and it was Ye Qianqiu's pot.

As for why Ling Xiaojun destroyed Dome City, Ye Qianqiu could figure it out even if he thought about it with his toes. Moreover, if she guessed correctly, next, anyone who has a relationship with Ye Qianqiu will be the key target of Ling Xiaojun.

"Sister Ye, what happened after you were captured by Ling Xiaojun?" rushed over and told Ye Qianqiu the news, Yue Lingqi actually wanted to gossip about why Ling Xiaojun targeted Ye Qianqiu so much.

"Probably, it's because of me, his Taoist companion died. Ye Qianqiu sighed.

Seriously, Ye Qianqiu was also unjustly panicked about this matter. If she passed on the priesthood to her, could she control it? This pot was carried on her back like this, and Ye Qianqiu didn't even have a chance to explain.

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