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The Black Wind Patriarch has great respect for the giant sword being refined in the cave, in order to build this divine sword, it has taken a full twenty years, and now the refining of the divine sword has only been carried out by two-thirds, and it will take at least ten years to completely refine it. Everyone was a little unimpressed by Elder Black Wind's boasting, and the blue giant sword in front of them didn't seem to have any other special features other than its huge size. Besides, the giant sword is three zhang long, how tall does this make the sword guy? at least five or nine zhang high

Humans, aren't they? Humans are only five or six feet tall, and who can wield this giant sword? It is estimated that it was refined for an alien race of the size of the Stone Man Clan.

"This sword doesn't see any magic except for its outrageous size, Black Wind Patriarch, you can't just say that this sword is powerful just because it's big, there's no such comparison. ”

As the Black Wind Patriarch was gushing about the giant sword, Zao Wou-ki's rough voice rang out.

In the words of his wife Chang Xiaoman, this guy is a stupid big elm pimple, and he can never tell what to say and what not to say. After all, the black wind is the head of the clan, and the heavens are also fair, he did not give the dwarf clan a handsome appearance and a normal human figure, but gave them a much higher life span than ordinary humans, how can this black wind patriarch say that he is also an old-timer who has lived for hundreds of years, you say that you are a junior of dozens of years old

If the public doubts such an old man, can't he look at the old guy's age and let him live a good life?

Ning Xiangruo was complaining to Zao Wou-Ki in a low voice, asking him to speak less, lest this stupid big man who spoke without a brain would invisibly make the Black Wind Patriarch unable to come to the stage.

Du Chun was about to apologize to the Black Wind Patriarch on the side, the Black Wind Patriarch was very strange at the moment, in the face of Zhao Wouji's public questioning, he didn't look angry, but grinned.

"Boy, be careful!"

At that moment, an old voice rang out, also speaking fluent Middle-earth.

Everyone followed the sound and saw that the white-robed dwarf who was still walking on the giant sword just now jumped down from the giant sword with a blowing beard and glaring.

The dwarves are basically dressed in gray-brown clothes, which may have a lot to do with the fact that they look dirty all day long, and those who wear white robes are all wizards in the clan.

The Manbei alien race is different from humans, and in the social hierarchy of human beings, the emperor who claims to be the true dragon son of heaven is the supreme ruler. However, in other races, the patriarch seems to be the most authoritative in the clan, but it is the high priest or the high wizard of each tribe who really speaks.

This white-robed dwarf is now the high priest of the dwarf clan.

The others didn't know the identity of the white-robed dwarf, how could Ziyan not know, she saw that everyone looked at the white-robed dwarf who jumped off the giant sword and walked over with a confused look.

He bowed deeply and said, "Ziyan has seen the high priest. ”

When everyone heard this, this white-bearded and white-robed dwarf turned out to be the high priest, and they were all shocked, but everyone was famous in the end, and their reaction was also extremely fast, and they gave their hands to give a salute. The high priest's age should be older than the age of the Black Wind Patriarch, at least the Black Wind Patriarch's beard is still black, but this high priest's beard has become white, not silver-white, but gray-white, I don't know if I haven't washed my face for decades, it's all dust, and it's all about to be

Whitebeard turned into Blackbeard.

The temper of the high priest and the black wind are completely different things, the black wind is the kind of personality that likes to show off, and the high priest is the more irritable kind. At this moment, his old man was blowing his beard and glaring at the embarrassed Zhao Wuji, and said: "Boy, although the magic weapon is not the larger the size, the more powerful it is, but this sword is the same as what Hei Feng said, once the divine sword is cast, it will definitely sound the sound of the Three Realms, and the power should not be under the ten ancient divine swords that you Middle-earth people talk about." The old man has been refining weapons for more than 800 years, this sword is the old man's life's work, Huangkou Xiaoer doesn't understand this, don't talk nonsense. Besides, who told me that this sword is very big? The old man still thinks it's too small, but unfortunately the materials are limited, and the maximum can be expanded like this. It's a pity, it's a pity

。 ”

As the high priest spoke, he suddenly seemed to become very sad, beating his chest and feet, muttering why there are so few materials, and if there are more materials, the first heavenly weapon refined by the dwarf clan may appear......

Baili Kite stretched out his head and said, "Senior High Priest, do you still think such a big sword is small? What kind of people is this for? In addition to the human cultivation masters, it is difficult for other alien races or beast demons to exert the power of magic weapons." ”

The high priest didn't seem to hear the words of the kite, and was still babbling and muttering alone. The Black Wind Patriarch knew the high priest's temperament, so he said: "The art of refining weapons is abnormal, the reason why the divine sword is so big at this moment is because it needs to lay out layers of magic circles, I have discussed this sword with the high priest for twenty years, and decided to lay fifteen layers of magic circles, and each layer has a magic circle of different sizes

Ninety-nine, when each layer of magic circle is arranged, the sword embryo of the divine sword will shrink by a circle, it is not the right time for you to come now, if you came here about five years ago, you will see that the sword embryo at that time is even bigger than now. ”

Everyone suddenly realized, and they couldn't help but feel that they had been taught a lot.

The monk of Liujie said: "Ah, I see, no wonder the Sprinkle family always hears that with hundreds of thousands of catties of rare metals, in the end only a six or seven catties of fairy swords, the Sprinkle family has always thought that these rare metals are lost in the refining process, it turns out that this is not the case." ”

The Black Wind Patriarch nodded and said, "The immortal sword magic weapon used by the cultivator is not the same refining process as the ordinary mortal iron sword, the mountain of metal materials is not lost much in the refining process, but in the end it only becomes a sword, because those metal materials are infinitely condensed." ”

Baili Kite was still a little puzzled, and said: "Black Wind Patriarch, even if it is condensed, the weight should not be reduced, why is the fairy sword so light in your hand?"

The Black Wind Patriarch was just about to show how profound his knowledge was in the refining department, when the high priest seemed to come to his senses, and suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his hand and took out the dragon tooth dagger from Baili Kite's waist.

Baili Kite was taken aback, although the high priest's movements just now were not very fast, but the qi veins of his whole body seemed to be locked, and he didn't even dodge it.

At this moment, Baili Kite realized that the white-bearded little old man in front of him was probably a cultivator with extremely high cultivation, and the true method he cultivated seemed to be very strange, not the Middle Earth Dao Sect or the Buddha Sect, nor the Demon Sect exercises. After thinking about it, Baili Kite guessed that the high priest might be practicing ancient sorcery that had long been lost in Middle-earth.