"Ding Ze, you come in too!" Lin Ming glared at the wood, and then roared outside the tent.

A moment later, Ding Ze pushed open the door and appeared in Lin Ming's field of vision.

"This kid is my disciple, but I've been busy cultivating lately and don't have time to take care of him, so during this time, the two of you can supervise it for me. Lin Ming said in a deep voice.

"Brother Lin, although rest assured, during this time, I will teach this little guy marksmanship, and Ding Ze will teach him archery, and after you get out, I guarantee that his strength will improve by leaps and bounds. Mu Xie patted his chest and said with a smile.

"Well, since you all have no objections, then step aside!" Lin Ming waved his hand.

After dealing with these trivial matters, Lin Ming continued to devote himself to cultivation.

To be honest, when he was cultivating, he felt that in this world, there was nothing more comfortable than spiritual power flowing throughout his body.

Now, his spiritual sea has expanded much more than when he first broke the Mandate of Heaven, and if he simply relies on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it will not be of much help to his cultivation.

If you want to take a shortcut, then refining a high-level demon pill has become the first choice.

Lin Ming first began to refine the demon pill that belonged to the Jiaolong Demon, which contained majestic spiritual power, which was enough for him to absorb for a while.

This demon pill took him hundreds of breaths to completely refine it.

Although it has taken a long time, the effect is relatively obvious.

Lin Ming was overjoyed in his heart, because he found that the Spirit Sea was faintly showing signs of being filled at this moment.

"Come again!" After Lin Ming forcibly calmed down his emotions, he took out the black bear's demon pill and continued to cultivate.

"God forbid, I must make a successful breakthrough this time!" Lin Ming has now reached the most critical moment, perhaps because the pressure is too great, I saw that his face was already soaked.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slowly ran down his chin and eventually dripped to the ground.

"Succeeded?" Lin Ming slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then chuckled.

"It's time to reforge the sword spirit!" Lin Ming frowned, and after opening the storage bag, mouthfuls of spiritual weapons immediately flew out.

Picking up the undead fork, Lin Ming carefully observed it for a while, and exclaimed: "Very good, if the sword spirit absorbs the death flame inside, it will be perfect." ”

Whew!

Lin Ming said that he would do it, and he suddenly cast a forbidden technique, manipulated the fire, and flew towards the furnace.

A moment later, a raging fire broke out!

"Go. Lin Ming raised his arm and threw the undead fork away.

The Flame of Death is terrifying, because it comes from Hell, and once it is achieved, it will have the power to burn the sky.

In addition, the spiritual weapons that were still put into the furnace by Lin Ming, as well as the ones that were captured from the battlefield before, although they were not as good as the undead forks, they were all second-level heaven-level spiritual weapons.

After smelting so many treasures, Lin Ming was not distressed, on the contrary, he was looking forward to what would become of the sword spirit after it was reforged?

The flames that burned in the furnace were not ordinary fires, they looked more scarlet than blood, as if they had come from hell, and the spiritual artifacts were baked and quickly melted into juice.

Lin Ming's eyes widened, paying close attention to the changes in the furnace.

At this moment, Lin Ming was nervous to death, you must know that it is not easy to collect materials, once it fails, it will make his previous efforts go to waste.

Lin Ming was very good at grasping the fire, as long as the flame of death showed signs of spreading out of the furnace, he would suddenly condense his big hand in the sky and suppress it strongly.

"The time has come, and the next step is success or failure, and it's no longer up to me to control it. Lin Ming's eyes were blazing, but after entering the final step, he finally couldn't keep his composure.

Phew!

Lin Ming raised his hand and threw the sword spirit into the furnace.

Subsequently, Lin Ming was shocked to find that he had underestimated too much of the strength of the sword spirit before.

"It's simply a natural artifact seed!" The furnace was filled with death flames, emitting a terrifying aura outward, but it still couldn't melt the sword spirit when it was too much of a sound.

On the contrary, the sword spirit slowly suppressed the fire with an invincible momentum.

Seeing this, Lin Ming's heart was very uneasy, he had thought that the spirit weapon that could escape from the mysterious space must be extraordinary, but in any case, he didn't expect that the qualifications of the sword spirit that had not yet grown up would be so perverted.

You must know that the flames of death come from hell, and under the long incineration, even the rocks will be melted and turned into sap.

"What?" Lin Ming's pupils suddenly began to contract, and there was a heavy look of doubt in his eyes.

WhewW......

The flames in the furnace were raging, emitting waves of heat outward, and even the void was reflected red.

At this moment, a golden mangs appeared in the land, swirling around the sword spirit.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a particularly strange voice came out of thin air and echoed in the furnace.

"Suck!"

The sword spirit spoke, and at this moment, he turned into a Taoist boy and sat cross-legged in the furnace ding.

"Have you broken through the fourth order?" Lin Ming said in surprise.

The sword spirit did not open his eyes, but at this moment, a divine meaning emanated from the inside out.

As if at this moment, he is a god, and no living beings are allowed to peep!

Even Lin Ming couldn't help but lower his head, not daring to look at the sword spirit for a long time.

"After reaching the fourth order, the sword spirit will be able to transform into a shape, so that in the future, he will be able to appear in front of me like a Terran monk, and it will not be easy to attract the attention of the strong. Lin Ming couldn't help but feel a little relieved when he thought of this.

Suddenly, the sword spirit trembled and made a heart-rending sound.

The sword spirit's face changed greatly, and he said in a deep voice outside the furnace: "Master save me!"

Lin Ming raised his head suddenly, then released a wisp of divine consciousness and went to investigate.

"How can this be?" Lin Ming gasped and said suspiciously.

I saw that at this moment, in the furnace, the flame of death was completely disrupted, and it was frantically roaring around the sword spirit.

If it weren't for the spells protecting him outside the sword spirit's body, I am afraid that he would be consumed by the flames in an instant.

Lin Ming didn't dare to act rashly, although that wisp of divine sense was very close to the furnace ding, he didn't enter it for a long time.

The Flame of Death is a mysterious force from hell that can be suppressed by the Destiny of the Heavens at the moment if it burns unscrupulously in the wasteland.

Fortunately, there are not many flames contained in the Undead Fork, and the elements are mottled, not the purest power.

Lin Ming was eager to save people, so at the first time, he recalled his divine consciousness and replaced it, separating the Yuan Ying in the Spirit Sea from his body.

Rumble!

Since Lin Ming stepped into the realm of Yuan Ying, Yuan Ying, who had been sleeping deeply, suddenly opened his eyes, and then rose rapidly, and soon turned into a large area of divine light, flowing out from Lin Ming's eyebrows.

"Break!" Lin Ming spit out the truth, his voice sounded like a bell, and it seemed that at this moment, even the thunder would be dimmed.