Chapter 121: Fire Spirit Refining Sword Forced Soul Sacrifice

By the time the Moyun Ancestor had imprinted all his blood with his divine sense, Huo Ling'er had also finished drawing all the formations. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Info glanced at the Moyun Ancestor, who was already emaciated and almost fainted because he had lost a lot of blood and a lot of divine sense, and said with rare concern: "Master!

Mo Yun Ancestor shook his head and said, "I have a hunch that if I give up this time, there will be a big trouble related to life and death!" After speaking, he took out a pill the size of a dragon's eye, which was blood-red in color but exuded a trace of black gas, and had a spicy and unpleasant smell. Huo Ling'er was shocked: "Mad God Pill!"

Mo Yun Ancestor nodded, and Hao swallowed it without hesitation, and then an abnormal flush color appeared on his face, but his spirit seemed extremely excited.

Moyun Old Ancestor said in a hoarse voice, "Let's start!" There seemed to be some kind of unbearable pain suppressed in that voice. Huo Ling'er did not hesitate, his body and the eight-pole copper furnace were combined, and eight statues of vermilion birds also appeared in the eight-pole copper furnace.

These eight Suzaku statues spit out eight fire snakes, but the flames turned bright purple. Those who are well-informed will be able to recognize that this is the purple flame of the sky.

Moyun Ancestor was a mana agitation, and he opened his mouth to spit out a bright yellow flame, but it was a natal infant fire that had been cultivated for ten thousand years.

The three flames met in the eight-pole copper furnace, but they were mixed into one, and at this time, the three were mixed but turned into a faint and transparent flame that seemed to have no light to see, which was the samadhi true fire of the top name.

These three true flames seem to be ordinary, and they don't emit any light, but it's because all the power is completely restrained. The high temperature can be seen from the phoenix feathers, which have been burned by the earth fire for thirty days without any change, but at this time there are obvious signs of softening.

Seeing that Feng Yu had finally changed, a coquettish voice sounded in the eight-pole copper furnace: "Zh!" Then the eight-pole copper furnace actually flashed a ray of light. The blood-colored magic circles drawn on the surface of the phoenix feather actually penetrated into the inside of the phoenix feather.

Huo Ling'er shouted excitedly: "It's done!" Mo Yun Ancestor hurriedly withdrew his natal infant fire. It's just that the flushed face that was stimulated by the Mad God Pill has faded, but now a somewhat lifeless black color has emerged.

Moyun Ancestor didn't have time to get excited, gritted his teeth, took out a bunch of materials, and threw them on the ground. Immediately, without saying a word, he passed out, and even showed the original form of the golden eagle.

Huo Ling'er sensed it, and saw that the aura of Moyun Ancestor was quite stable, and the surrounding aura was still slowly entering his body, so he was relieved.

Huo Ling'er looked at the materials on the ground, and the most was a large piece of "Moire Muddy Gold Steel Mother", which was a good material for refining the magic weapon of the flying sword. The flying sword refined by it is not only strong and sharp, but also extremely sharp. Even if it is a magic weapon, it has the power of a low-level magic weapon.

Others are materials with special properties, such as the fire crow of the fire cloud crow, the wood heart of the bloodwood, the horn of the golden rhinoceros, the venom of the mamba snake, the scales of the earthworm, and so on. These are also the best materials for refining magic weapons, and it seems that Moyun Ancestor has almost exhausted his belongings in order to refine the flying sword this time.

Huo Ling'er put away these materials, first refined the "Moire Muddy Gold Steel Mother", and carefully removed the impurities. Then the refined "moire muddy gold steel mother" was divided into two parts, and one of them was divided into nine small parts. Then they refined the other materials one by one, and they were also divided into ten parts, one large and nine small.

Huo Ling'er mixed the largest piece of "Moire Muddy Gold Steel Mother" with all the materials with attributes. Nine small pieces of "moire muddy gold and steel mother" were mixed with those materials according to their attributes, and nine parts of materials containing nine attributes of wind, fire, thunder, electricity, metal, wood, earth, water, and poison were released.

After the mixture is complete, the longest phoenix feather is carefully wrapped in the largest part of the melt. Then he carefully controlled the molten liquid to slowly elongate into the shape of a giant sword. Then he used the same method, first wrapping a phoenix feather, and then stretching out nine small flying swords one by one.

After the ten flying swords were formed, Huo Ling'er began to carve formations on the bodies of these flying swords. Finally, nine nine-colored, three-inch long and short swords were carved. These nine small swords are different from the ordinary flying sword shape, there are no sword handles, gauntlets, etc., and the whole flying sword is more like a two-pointed shuttle shape.

There is also a multicolored giant sword, and if you look closely, under the cover of the colorful streamer on the giant sword, there are nine flying sword-shaped hollows, the size of which is just right to hold the nine small flying swords.

This giant sword floated quietly in the air, and the multicolored streamers on the sword body flowed slowly like gentle water waves, giving people a feeling of exuding a gentle maternal brilliance.

The nine small flying swords shuttled back and forth freely, circling around the giant sword. Occasionally, they would fly back into the nine hollows of the greatsword, like a child returning to its mother's arms. But these little flying swords were not quiet even in the arms of the giant sword, but spun like spinning tops.

Nine small flying swords swirled in the giant sword, but they emitted a crisp and pleasant dingdong sound of different heights and heights. The sound was subdued and frustrated, like a harp and a song, like a hundred birds returning to their nests. It makes people relax unconsciously, and they have a sense of disgust for battle, which seems to have the effect of ecstasy.

It's just that when these nine small flying swords fly, the eight-pole copper furnace that will stir sway. It is estimated that if this eight-pole copper furnace was not at the level of Lingbao, the furnace would have already destroyed the sword and escaped.

Fortunately, at this time, Moyun Ancestor had slowly woken up, and he was woken up by the "knock" sound of the eight-pole copper furnace being hit. Mo Yun Ancestor didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but fortunately, he had been injured and had taken a lot of pills before, and the power of the medicine had not been fully exerted at that time. After he fell into a coma, the remaining large amount of medicinal power saved his life.

Mo Yun Ancestor felt that his injuries had recovered six or seven percent, and it seemed that he had indeed been in a coma for a long time. As soon as his divine sense swept outside, Moyun Ancestor was shocked, and he didn't know when the demon scorpion monster actually attacked.

At this time, Elder Hongyan and the others had already been injured, and all the Jindan Elders had already been picked up by Moyun Lingfeng and returned to the Xiangyun Treasure Cover Enchantment. Seeing the demon scorpion old monster laying down the "Dutian Fire Array", Moyun Ancestor couldn't suppress his anger and immediately rushed out.

At this time, Huo Ling'er suddenly spoke: "Master quickly collect these flying swords, I can't stand it anymore!" This call made Moyun Ancestor calm down, yes! What is the use of rushing out now, he usually only barely fights with the demon scorpion old monster, and now he doesn't even have fifty percent of his combat power is no different from sending him to death.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, but if I die, I'm afraid that the Moyunling vein will be killed by the demon scorpion monster. Yes, he is now their only hope, and what he has to do now is not to send him to death, but to come up with a way to retreat from the enemy.

Moyun Ancestor suddenly looked at it, "Fengling Nine Sons and Mother Sword". Yes, the success or failure of this time is on this treasure, and he was injured by refining this treasure, and he has no strength to fight. If you can refine this treasure in time, then it is not a ray of life.

Moyun Ancestor made up his mind, and immediately motioned to Huo Ling'er to release the "Fengling Nine Sons and Mother Sword". The "Fengling Nine Sons and Mother Sword" did not flee immediately, but Moyun Ancestor had a natural sense of intimacy with it.

Moyun Ancestor knew that when refining the sword at this time, he used a large amount of his essence and blood divine sense. This is also a good thing, which makes his refining process much simpler, and it is estimated that it will only take half a day to complete the refining.

At this time, the Moyun Ancestor glanced at the outside situation with his divine sense, but found that the White Eyebrow Elder and the others had been seriously injured by the fire dragon at this time. At this time, Moyunling was already in danger, where would he allow himself to calmly refine the flying sword.

Moyun Ancestor gritted his teeth and said secretly: "Demon Scorpion Elder Er, if I, Moyun, don't die this time, I will definitely destroy you in the future!"

Immediately infiltrated and stood still, a mini golden eagle rose from the top of the head of the Moyun Ancestor, which is the essence of the Moyun Ancestor's cultivation for ten thousand years, the symbol of the Yuanying Ancestor~~ "Yuanying"!

As soon as the golden eagle primordial infant appeared, there was a loud eagle cry, and then it spread its wings and flew up, turning into a streamer of light, and flew to the giant sword. Then the figure blurred for a while, and the Yuan Ying and the giant sword became one.

When Huo Ling'er saw it, he exclaimed, "Yuan Infant Soul Sacrifice!"