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In the afternoon, it was the time for Shen Yun to refine the magic weapon.

Magic weapons have their own spirituality, and they can only be used freely if they are adapted to their own mana. So as long as it's a magic weapon, it needs to be refined through mana.

The scorching sun sprinkled thousands of golden rays, and the cicadas in the forest leaves continued to sing.

Shen Yun sat alone in the pavilion of the small courtyard, leaning against the fence, staring into the distance, but sighing lightly in his heart.

The advantages and disadvantages of this pair of soul thorns are very obvious.

The advantage, first of all, is that it is a complete set of magic weapons, so the main thorn of the envoy attacks, and the secondary thorn will also rush to a target together, and vice versa. Secondly, the main thorn contains the soul of the Bat King, causing its speed and power to far outperform the secondary thorn;

The disadvantage is that too much mana is consumed. Controlling the double thorns, you can only maintain a maximum of three attacks, and just control the main thorn, and only make one more move, and then the mana will run out.

"With the current cultivation, the Soul Thorn can only be used as a killer weapon, unless it breaks through to the third layer of spiritual silence. Shen Yun withdrew his gaze and muttered.

As he spoke, he stood up, intending to sacrifice the Soul Thorn.

The more advanced the magic weapon, the more difficult it is to control, and the magic weapon containing the spirit is even more so, after such a long time, it was not until more than ten days ago that Shen Yun found that above the main thorn, the black-red bat king's soul was faintly emerging, and it was roughly considered to have reached the refining heart.

In addition, as the tomb owner said, the Bat King's soul is a little sluggish, without the majesty of the retro tomb, and it can't be summoned at all, just showing a phantom.

Otherwise, not only will it consume less mana to control it, but it can even transform into an attack.

As for those small bat souls, Shen Yun had nothing to do, and he didn't even know if they still existed in the soul thorns.

Shen Yun slapped the storage bag with an expressionless face, and the two delicate and white soul thorns suddenly jumped out, scooped them with one hand, and threw them directly into the air, and each hand popped out a trick.

I saw that the twin thorns grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into two feet of ivory, and as the mana continued to pour in, the soul thorns became even sharper.

Despite the scorching sun, the pair of white thorns still looked cold, and the phantom of the Bat King loomed above the main thorn.

"Go!"

Shen Yun snorted lightly, and the main thorn turned into a cold light and shot out, followed by the secondary thorn.

"Whoosh" brought out two screams, one light and one heavy, seeing that he was about to hit the ancient locust wood, Shen Yun's hand changed, and he pointed with one hand, only to see the double thorns rising into the sky, and then turning into two white lights, twisting and twisting like a twist, rolling up countless green leaves.

Ever since the Soul Thorn flew out, Shen Yun's mana was like an invisible silk thread pulling out, constantly being pulled out.

Above the blue sky, a pair of white thorns were entwined and flying, and their speed was extremely fast, only a dazzling cold light was seen.

"Receive. Shen Yun's trick changed again, and the soul thorn rolled back, and the whole child became smaller, and it instantly fell into the palm of his hand.

Sacrificing magic weapons consumes a lot of mana, and there is almost no need to consume divine sense, so usually when there is about twenty percent of mana left, he has to stop and practice prohibition instead.

But today is an exception, and now there are still two blows, so Shen Yun stopped. I plan to save some mana and test the effect of the Soul Thorn attack defense magic weapon for a while.

A pair of two-inch size soul thorns lay quietly in the palm of their palms, crystal clear, cold to the hand, and there were light blue dark lines on them, and there seemed to be spiritual power flowing.

"What the hell is this pattern?"

As he spoke, Shen Yun patted the storage bag and took out a fiery red flying sword.

This was the one he chose from the trophies, a fire-attribute flying sword, named "Red Flame Sword." ”

It is also a lower grade, but the power is not bad, and it is used to replace the Qiushui Sword, after all, the Qiushui Sword is a relic of Ling'er's mother, and it is better to keep it properly.

"The Chiyan Sword also has this kind of pattern on it, so it is more powerful than a magic weapon of the same grade?"

This kind of pattern is not found on all magic weapons, but it is also found on the green turtle shield.

Shen Yun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he was silent, and shook his head again.

"Let's test the attack strength of the Red Flame Sword and the Soul Thorn......"

As he spoke, he put away the Soul Thorn and took out a palm-sized, bronze mirror-like defensive magic weapon.

Shen Yun's hands flashed, and the magic weapon of the bronze mirror suddenly floated in the air, reflecting bursts of dazzling golden light from the front.

His eyes narrowed slightly, he snorted softly, his arm was raised, and the Red Flame Sword shot into the bronze mirror.

There was a "snort", followed by a muffled "thump".

The Chiyan Sword was in the center of the bronze mirror, and in the "buzzing" wail, the bronze mirror turned over several hollow somersaults in a row, crumbling like drunkenness, but it only recovered in a moment, and it was full of spirituality again, suspended in the air not far from the pavilion.

Shen Yun nodded slightly, his eyes showed a look of satisfaction, although this earth-attribute defense magic weapon was not as good as the Blue Turtle Shield, its texture was also quite good.

"It's time to test the power of the Soul Thorn......"