Two months went by in a flash.

All the lower-grade spirit soldiers that Shi Xiaole had collected were scrapped, and at his feet, there were twenty-five lower-grade spirit soldier-level darts lined up.

"The success rate exceeded my expectations, reaching 7 out of 5. ”

All the materials are exhausted, even if Shi Xiaole wants to continue to practice the casting technique, fortunately, the success rate of seventy percent is not low, and when the state is adjusted, it is possible to reach eighty percent.

In addition, it is gratifying that after more than three months of sword casting, Shi Xiaole's Wind Sword Dao has successfully improved from the early stage of forty percent to the middle stage of forty percent.

In addition, probably because of the daily overload of tempering, his Dragon Gate Divine Skill was slowly approaching consummation, and his Gang Qi was obviously a little thicker than three months ago.

Overall, the progress in each item is not very large, but in total, Shi Xiaole's attack power has increased by about half a percent. Based on the calculation of the top five, one percent is equal to thirty years, and half achievement is fifteen years.

In other words, today's Shi Xiaole is almost approaching the level of a mid-level fifth-grade earth immortal. After being promoted to the Shenguan realm for two years, he has such strength, and he has to frighten the people of the rivers and lakes when he says it.

After adjusting for a long time, and his conscious state reached the best, Shi Xiaole took out three catties of shimmering star stones, as well as other purchased ancillary materials.

Puff puff......

The sputationally indestructible Shining Star Stone also began to slowly melt at a high temperature of 5,000 degrees Celsius, while other materials evaporated directly, and only the essence was integrated into the Shining Star Stone.

Concentrating and calming down, Shi Xiaole urged his skills and really began to cast his first medium-grade spirit sword.

The depths of the earth were dark all year round, but in the following days, a bright light like the sun grew from small to large, constantly absorbing the aura in the spiritual veins, changing day by day.

With the sound of the bell, bundles of sword qi burst out, drawing deep or shallow traces.

Some of these sword qi emanated from the figure in the light, and the other part came from the core of the light, intersecting and reflecting each other, and finally the light was completely submerged by the sword qi, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Only the sound of percussion is getting deeper and deeper.

10,000 meters underground, there is an irregular hole that is not very spacious, and dozens of passages extend outside the hole, some leading to the ground and some leading to the underground.

A terrifying aura that seemed to be vague was gradually spreading, and finally burst out like a tsunami.

Rumble......

At a position of 10,000 meters, even if the Dragon Pass Realm Venerable struck with all his strength, it would be able to hit traces of tens of meters at most, but this momentum pushed the surrounding soil nearly a hundred meters away.

It's like an invisible balloon, stretching the void alive.

Roar!

The little white ape was not surprised, and let out a loud cry of excitement.

I saw a flash of figure, an adult height, snow-white hair, only the pupils with a little golden ape came to the little white ape, reached out and touched the latter's head.

It's hard to believe that the momentum just now emanates from it.

The little white ape looked envious, called in a low voice, and gestured from time to time. The big white ape's loving expression gradually disappeared, replaced by a thick ferocity, screamed a few times, and rushed to the ground with the little white ape.

On the way, the little white ape opened its teeth and danced its claws, excited.

Mother has become stronger, and she will be able to tear that outsider away.

More than 30,000 meters underground.

The brilliant sword aura light flickered and shrank, giving people the feeling that they were about to explode.

In the light, Shi Xiaole's green shirt had already exploded, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and the long sword formed in his hand trembled violently, and the sword qi was surging every moment, and there was a tendency to get out of control.

After all, Shi Xiaole underestimated the difficulty of casting a medium-grade spirit sword. Although the previous experiment was smooth sailing, the materials were only low-grade spirit soldiers, and their energy was far inferior to that of the Shining Star Stone.

It's just that there is no turning back from the bow, and now I can only continue with my head.

Gang Qi turned into a hammer, Shi Xiaole kept waving his green right hand, hitting the sword body, inspiring a circle of sword qi ripples. In the left hand holding the sword, every pore was oozing blood, like a bloody arm.

"Five thousand three hundred and eight. ”

"Five thousand three hundred and nine. ”

Spiritual power invaded the long sword, feeling that the long sword's demand for spiritual energy was getting less and less, Shi Xiaole knew that it was the last moment, and success or failure was here!

Five thousand four hundred.

Five thousand five hundred.

Blood flowers continued to explode from Shi Xiaole's left arm, splashing down on the long sword. Like a bloodthirsty beast, the long sword became more violent, exuding an earth-shattering sword aura.

The right arm is almost out of strength, but every blow must be in the rhythm of the aura, otherwise not only will it fall short, but Shi Xiaole will also be stabbed into a sieve by the sword qi that the long sword exploded.

At this point, it is no longer a matter of casting a medium-grade spirit sword, but a matter of one's own life and death!

Shi Xiaole's heart lake did not fluctuate at all, and his spiritual power was unprecedentedly concentrated, and in the slow tapping, his heartbeat seemed to be fused with the sword qi, and he was no longer separated from each other.

At a certain moment, time stands still.

Two rays of light pierced the chaos and rushed from the endless distance, like meteors in the night sky.

The power of the sword!

At the critical moment, Shi Xiaole's sword power surged from three to five.

Above the Spirit Sea, the small cyan sword representing the Sword of the Wind buzzed and vibrate, and the sword body began to lengthen, shrinking inward along both sides, faintly forming the tip of the sword at the front end.

A sharp and incomparable momentum erupted.

The Sword Dao of the Wind broke through to the peak of the forty percent in one fell swoop, and it was only one step away from the early stage of the fifty percent.

Shi Xiaole was full of strength, his aura was like a sword, and he struck the sword for the last time.

Laugh at!

Boast!

It was as if the volcano that had been accumulated for many years was splashing in an instant, and the brilliant light exploded, drawing countless mottled sword marks within a radius of hundreds of meters, and within the sword marks, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

Shi Xiaole's black hair fluttered, and in his hand, a long sword circulated with dazzling brilliance.

Is this really a sword?

Isn't it an arc of spring water condensed by glass, isn't it an invisible murderous aura formed by the convergence of eyes?

It was three feet three long, one thumb wide, transparent throughout, and a white light moved back and forth on the sword body anytime and anywhere, and even a person's gaze fell on it, as if it couldn't stick to it.

It has a beautiful appearance, but only Shi Xiaole, as the owner, can feel the deadly killing power under the beautiful appearance. Before that, it even wanted to kill itself!

After nine deaths and a lifetime, Shi Xiaole finally forged the first medium-grade spirit sword without danger!

Of course, there is the final process that remains to be completed – quenching.

It's just that the medium-grade spirit sword is not quenched by fire, but by the blood of the master.

Cutting the finger of the sword, drops of blood fell on the clear sword body, and it was quickly absorbed by the sword.

At this moment, there was a very wonderful connection between Shi Xiaole and the Zhongpin Spirit Sword, as if the heart was moving the sword, and manipulating it was like an arm.

Couldn't help it, Shi Xiaole swung his sword forward.

The sword light was like a curtain of water, easily cutting through the hard-as-iron soil, and did not stop until it was twenty meters away.

"It's so powerful!"

Shi Xiaole was taken aback.

Twenty percent of his strength is only to this extent, doesn't this mean that the sword in his hand can increase his attack power by twenty percent?

For the Divine Pass Realm Immortals, the average low-grade spirit soldier has almost no amplification effect. A top-notch low-grade spirit soldier can increase attack power by about half a percent.

Previously, Shi Xiaole thought that the attack power of a middle-grade spirit soldier could be increased by one to one and a half percent, but it was far beyond his expectations.

The current Shi Xiaole undoubtedly surpassed the middle five-grade earth immortal, and it was conservatively estimated that he had three hundred and forty years of skill, and two percent was equivalent to sixty-eight years.

It is equivalent to saying that Shi Xiaole, who is holding a medium-grade spirit sword, has already reached the top six rank level in attack power!

Of course, this does not mean that his strength is also at the top six levels.

Under normal circumstances, the attack power is strong, which means that the martial arts, martial arts and cultivation are stronger when integrated, and if the three are strong, the comprehension is naturally impossible to be weak, and it is unlikely that there will be shortcomings in other aspects.

Especially for the earth immortals above the top five, they are all the best among the earth immortals, and it is difficult to expect other aspects to lag behind.

Therefore, against the Shangliujia Earth Immortal, Shi Xiaole didn't think that he had much probability of winning.

But Rao is like this, which is enough to prove how rebellious the middle-grade spirit soldiers are, no wonder even the peak earth immortals dare not expose them at will.

Remembering that in Qingxue Prefecture back then, it was rumored that the Empress City and Shura Mansion each had a medium-grade spirit soldier, Shi Xiaole could only laugh at it.

"This sword is as bright as spring water, but the killing machine is awe-inspiring, it is better to call, Spring Fury Sword!"

Shi Xiaole understood that the Spring Fury Sword could only be used as a hole card, at least until he became a peak earth immortal, it must not be placed on the table.

It seems that a lower-grade spirit sword is still needed.

Thinking of the Red Dragon Sword and the Autumn Water Sword, Shi Xiaole faintly had an idea.

"Huh?"

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and saw two figures flying from starfish, one of which was the little white ape that had been knocked away by him before.

Beside him was a large white ape that looked ordinary, but had particularly fierce eyes.