Chapter Forty-Nine

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Suddenly, at this moment, Wang Yao's cry shook the silence.

I saw that the spear that was about to solidify suddenly collapsed, and a violent force was about to explode, obviously depicting that the magic circle was about to disintegrate internally if it was unsuccessful.

Wang Yao, who was in a hurry, was sweating profusely and couldn't stop trying to stabilize.

The inferior spirit weapon exploded, and he would have been seriously injured at such a close distance.

Seeing that he could no longer support it, Wang Yao could only transport all the demonic qi to wrap the spear, and in an instant, a force comparable to the Yuan Infant Stage suddenly exploded, and the violent fire yuan force instantly stretched the demonic qi cover into a large round ball more than a foot wide.

The fire inside was raging and burning into a sea of fire.

Because Wang Yao had spent too much energy in the refining process, he was a little powerless at the moment, and he seemed to be a little unable to stop it, just when he was wondering if he wanted to summon his true body.

The silence on the side couldn't stand it anymore, it was really useless to chant, and he turned around the demonic qi and couldn't help but rotate, emitting strange black gas from the knife body with the furious fire element that wrapped the explosive weapon, and suddenly, under the double protection, he finally blocked it without danger.

Wait until calm returns.

Wang Yao removed the demonic qi cover, and breathed a long sigh of relief, and couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, he was still too conceited, underestimating the difficulty of refining the weapon, or should it be said, he thought about refining the spirit weapon too simply.

"Hmph, I said a long time ago that you can't do it, this kind of delicate work of refining tools is not something you can do, ignorant little devil. Silence scoffed.

"The more it doesn't work, the more I have to try, that's how interesting. Wang Yao was not discouraged, devoured a few spirit grasses, waited until his body recovered, took out the corresponding materials from the black ring, and continued to refine with confidence.

This time, he was no longer reckless, and decided to start refining from the lower grade magic weapon first, although he failed to refine the lower grade spirit weapon just now, it also allowed him to learn a lot of experience from failure.

He was confident that as long as he became proficient in refining weapons, he would definitely succeed.

Without saying anything, Wang Yao began to refine the weapon calmly.

Sure enough, he had experience in refining spiritual weapons, and he was simply handy at refining lower-grade magic weapons, and he succeeded in refining them very easily, a frost knife with a slightly strange style.

The inferior magic weapon can't be difficult for him.

Wang Yao received the black ring from this low-grade magic weapon, and took out the corresponding materials again, this time he was going to refine the medium-grade magic weapon.

A bit of twitching.

It took a stick of incense to complete, but it was easily completed.

A freshly baked Evil Fire Phoenix Bow belongs to the Magic Weapon Column, and it only needs to be infused with True Qi to condense an Evil Rocket Arrow.

Because of the extraordinary means of refining, this medium-grade magic weapon has faint signs of breaking through to the top-grade magic weapon, and it has already reached the limit of its own material, and has perfectly exerted all its potential.

The corners of Wang Yao's mouth began to exude a smile, and he withdrew the Evil Fire Phoenix Bow from the black ring, and continued to start the process of crazy refining without stopping.

It's just that this time he didn't take the liberty of refining high-grade magic weapons across levels, but still refining middle-grade magic weapons.

He wanted to increase his proficiency first, and he would never allow himself to fail again.

Little by little, time passed.

A medium-grade magic weapon was successfully refined......

Two medium-grade magic weapons were successfully refined......

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Nineteen pieces of medium-grade magic weapons were successfully refined......

Twenty pieces of medium-grade magic weapons were successfully refined......

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Wang Yao lay on the bed physically and mentally exhausted, looking at the magic weapons piled up in the corner of the black ring, the smile that escaped from the corner of his mouth gradually lengthened, and then fell asleep.

At this time, it was already the next night.

He had greeted the demons before, and during the refining period, no one was allowed to disturb him, and no one was allowed to approach his house unless he came out on his own initiative.

Therefore, in the past two days, no monsters and evil cultivators have come to disturb them.

The Great Barbarian King also knew about this, so he specially sent a team of barbarians to wait outside his courtyard and listen to his orders at any time.

I don't know how long it took.

Wang Yao opened his eyes, only to feel that there was a light outside the house, opened his mouth and yawned, turned over and got up, feeling that his palm seemed to hold something, and when he looked down, he saw that Silence was held in his hand, and the palm was wet, and scarlet blood was flowing into its blade!

"I'm a man, are you human!"

Wang Yao was taken aback, and a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he threw out the silence with a flick of his hand.

Silence hovered in mid-air, an illusory pupil opened and stared at Wang Yao, and said: "Don't compare such a noble existence of this ancestor with a person, you promised to feed blood three times a day, don't think that you can get away with it by pretending to be asleep, hum." ”

"You, count you as powerful....."

Wang Yao was afraid of it, he was depressed and speechless, luck sealed the wound in the palm of his hand, and his limbs stretched and moved, he wondered if Silence had taken advantage of his sleep to suck more, what if there was any discomfort.

Feeling normal, Wang Yao no longer paid attention to the silence and continued to cross his knees and began to refine the magic weapon.

He has already refined thirty medium-grade magic weapons, each of which has been successful, and has not failed once, and the experience of portraying the magic circle can be said to be very good, and then he began to refine the high-grade magic weapons.

"It's really persistent!" Silence sneered.

"Just watch slowly! Uncle Ben is not such an easy person to be ridiculed. ”

Wang Yao glanced at it with slanted eyes, calmed down, and took out the materials for refining high-grade magic weapons from the black ring extremely naturally, and the temperature of the room immediately rose steadily.

Wang Yao's brows furrowed slightly, and the magic decision in his hand kept playing, and an afterimage rose.

Secretly thinking that the difficulty of refining a high-grade magic weapon was indeed much more complicated than that of a medium-grade magic weapon, but he was not panicking, with his current level, it was not difficult, and he was very assured of the success rate of refining.

About half an hour.

With a soft groan.

A three-foot flying sword with blood light all over its body was refined.

Wang Yao snapped his fingers, and the buzzing sword groan was crisp and compelling, only to see a sword light sputter up, and a gold artifact in the room was immediately split in half, "What a powerful guy!"

This long sword is all refined by evil things, and the evil aura is terrifying, and in terms of excellence, it is a few points stronger than the flying swords used by Shen Muxi and the four people of Xuanmen that he has seen.

"Interesting, hehe, but I don't like you, so I won't give you a name. ”

Wang Yao laughed lightly, casually threw the flying sword into the black ring, took a few deep breaths, and continued to refine the high-grade magic weapon, he was confident that as long as he succeeded in refining it a few more times, he would be completely sure to start refining the spirit weapon.

Time flies like a white horse.

Soon, the second high-grade magic weapon was successfully refined, and not long after, the third high-grade magic weapon was also successfully refined.

The time required is also getting shorter and shorter.

Wang Yao's refining methods are becoming more and more sophisticated, so to speak, he is not far on the road to the refining master, and has gradually entered the realm of perfection.

And the loneliness was also shocking, Wang Yao really only took a few days to complete the work of many cultivators and refiners for decades and hundreds of years, and his talent was amazing.