This is also recorded in some ancient books, and it is rumored that some crazy refiners, in order to successfully refine a superb spiritual weapon, put themselves into the furnace, feed the vessel with their bodies, and even prepare a lot of people as sacrifices, waiting for the crazy behavior of putting people into the refining.

Let's give it a try, there's no other way anyway.

Fu Yu's hand moved, and the molten gold dark flame gushed out again, this time urging the spiritual flame with all his strength, and the firepower was even better than three points. Calcined for a while, and when it felt almost the same, Fu Yu swiped the tip of his left finger, popped out a few drops of blood, and threw it into it.

A drop of the blood of Monk Jindan is also full of spiritual power and strength, full of spirituality.

Those few drops of blood dripped on the ore, and they melted into it in an instant, Fu Yu looked at it carefully, and saw that where the blood was thrown, the ore really began to melt.

Under Fu Yu's astonished gaze, the ore began to soften and merge at an extremely fast speed in those blood-soaked places, and finally drops of liquid liquid appeared.

"Alas!"

Fu Yu sighed, such a large mass of strange ore, how much blood does it take to melt it all.

However, in order to use it as soon as possible, it is only necessary to admit that some blood is shed.

Now that he has tried the result, Fu Yu did not hesitate, while urging the molten gold dark flame, he gritted his teeth and was ruthless, drawing a deep mark on his wrist, urging blood in his body, directly forcing out a blood line and throwing it into it.

For a while, the molten gold dark flame burst into flames, and the swarthy ore quickly absorbed the blood injected by Fu Yu, and the surface of the ore squirmed, like a living thing.

Fu Yu was also extremely surprised, he couldn't imagine that this ore was so spiritual.

Continue to urge the fire, keep injecting blood. The ore squirmed more and more violently, and the next moment, countless gray-black slag was seen falling off the surface of the ore.

And the remaining substances attract each other, gradually forming a mass of liquid.

In this way, more than half an hour has passed, and Fu Yu has cut his wrists several times, urging a large amount of blood to be released. At this time, Fu Yu's strong recovery power was also quite troubled, and his wrist had just been cut and there was not much blood, so he naturally stopped and had to be cut again.

Fortunately, the pain was nothing, and the ore was finally melted down.

No more blood was infused, and the liquid was repeatedly calcined for a long time. Eventually, no more impurities came out, and the liquid was only half the size of the original.

It's only half left, but it's more than enough to turn it into a sword.

As soon as the hand was raised, a spiritual power was released, enveloping the lump of liquid, stretching and pushing it. This lump of liquid was extremely viscous, and Fu Yu had to urge it with all his strength, and it took great effort to make its shape into a sword-shape. I wanted to make some patterns on the sword body, but I couldn't do it, just urged the spiritual power to carve the texture on the sword-shaped liquid, and in an instant, the liquid automatically squirmed, and under the pull of the great viscous force, the texture disappeared immediately.

Fu Yu had to give up, and it seemed that the only way to do it was to wait for the liquid to cool down.

Under Fu Yu's control, the firepower of the Molten Gold Dark Flame slowly weakened, and the temperature began to drop gradually. The sword-shaped mineral liquid was also slowly condensing, Fu Yu was still not giving up, and urged his spiritual power to carve the texture while the mineral liquid was condensing, but he was stunned to find that no matter how hard he used, he could no longer carve anything.

Fu Yu finally gave up now. If there is no pattern, it doesn't affect anything, it's just a big deal.

In the end, Fu Yu collected the molten gold dark flame, and the entire ore liquid was condensed.

With a wave of Fu Yu's hand, Lin Yu decided to unfold, and a water dragon wrapped the body of the long sword.

Zizi!

Countless amounts of water vapor rose from the sword's body.

Tempering this sword, Fu Yu made a move and took this sword in his hand, this time he finally did not take the sword recklessly directly, but cooled it down with water before receiving it in his hand.

This sword is bigger than Zhi Songhao's sword, a full one meter two, it is said to be a sword, it is better to say that it is a stick that looks like a sword.

This sword has no blade, nor any texture, it is swarthy, extremely ugly, not to mention, and it is super huge, such a large mass of liquid is enough to refine two long swords, which was made by Fu Yu shoddyly and made into one. It's not easy to barely call a sword.

But Fu Yu didn't care, held the hilt of the sword, and danced with satisfaction.

After looking at it for a moment, he said to the sword in his hand: "Look at you so huge, I'm afraid that there is no sword as big as you and black in color, so let's call it the big black sword." Well, Big Black is so ugly, I want to think about it. ”

After pondering for a long time, Fu Yu shouted happily: "I have thought about it, if the sky is broken, it will be called the Black Dome Sword." ”

The little snake heard it in his ears, and he couldn't help it, and when he got this name, he couldn't help complaining: "The Black Dome Sword, it's black, poor and cheap." ”

Fu Yu......

This guy just spoils my mood. Fu Yu scolded secretly, and one escaped out of the ground and returned to the desert again.

Looking up, the yellow sand was long, and Fu Yu poked out his divine sense again, but he never found any trace of the oasis again. Sighing secretly, he only gave up the idea of going back to find the oasis. He didn't want to fight the Golden-winged Sand Ant again.

Continuing onwards, the trek continued for several more days.

This time, Fu Yu's luck seemed to turn around, and he encountered an oasis again. There was a pair of sand scorpions entrenched in the oasis, and they fought with Fu Yu, and they had to disperse separately.

Fu Yu settled in a corner of the oasis far away from the sand scorpion. The sand scorpion also seemed to recognize Fu Yu's strength, and did not provoke again.

Finally, there was no need to stay in the yellow sand, Fu Yu laid down layers of early warning and prohibitions around the place where he was stationed. After a good rest for a few days, the fatigue of more than a month was completely eliminated, and the little snake was teased every day, and the mood became relaxed and happy.

In a good mood, in Fu Yu's eyes, the scenery of the Kaqin Desert became magnificent again.

In his spare time, Fu Yu decided to practice in this oasis for a period of time, and practiced his cultivation and exercises well.

Fu Yu combed through his exercises and spiritual weapons one by one. I also sigh that my luck is extremely good, these adventures are really lucky!

Needless to say, Tianyan is decided.

Bihan Phoenix Flame Decisive and Xuanying Refining Divine Decision to cultivate together, Hongmeng Refining Body Technique is naturally indispensable to use the Apocalypse Immortal Yu, and the former Sky Breaking Flash, the Xingcan Sword Technique has long been a masterpiece, and even the Xingcan Sword Technique has already come out of its original trap, and it has already pushed through the old and brought forth the new to the next level.

Zhen Tianzhu in his hand, he didn't dare to use it when fighting with the golden-winged sand ants, this thing was too spiritually draining, even if Fu Yu was already a Jindan monk, in the face of countless ant colonies, he only honestly put it and didn't dare to use it.

And in addition to the fact that Tianqi Xianyu himself can use it to cultivate the Hongmeng Refining Technique, the other functions have not been unearthed at all, and there is no way to discover them, so he can only wait for the opportunity.

And the other spiritual weapons in his hand were all built at the time of foundation building, even if he killed a lot of Huashuo Sect Jindan, but he didn't get a few fine products, so he could only use them, and it seemed that he was lagging behind in terms of equipment.

After cleaning it up, Fu Yu began to practice penance.

Time is like flowing water, and a year has passed in a flash.

On this day, Fu Yu laughed, rushed up, and went straight to the place where the two sand scorpions in the oasis were entrenched. During the year, Fu Yu fought with these two sand scorpions many times. Every time he gained something from cultivating, Fu Yu would come to the door and fight with the sand scorpion to confirm what he thought.

Of course, Fu Yu only used the two sand scorpions to hone his exercises, and did not want to kill them, the tricks used were all ordinary tricks, and the means of pressing the bottom of the box were not used.

Having such an opponent to seal the exercises is also extremely useful to Fu Yu.

This time, he finally cultivated the Xuanming Refining Divine Determination to a certain level, and this Xuanying Refining Divine Determination was not only capable of powerful divine sense, but also had a good attack technique.

As early as when Fu Yu killed Zhou Taowu, the owner of Mangshan Dazhai, Zhou Taowu used attack techniques, but it was really Zhou Taowu who did not practice at all, and it did not have any serious impact on Fu Yu.

Then, Fu Yu obtained this miraculous skill, of course, it was hard work, so Fu Yu's divine sense was able to be so strong, but the attack method has not been used, not that Fu Yu can't use it, but the opponents he encountered are extremely powerful, and their cultivation is higher than him.

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