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In this way, Yuan Fei almost stayed at home, and began to study the refining method of the magic sword.

Half a year later, in a large underground chamber, there was a large earth fire pool in the very center, and although the flames in the pool seemed calm, they emitted a surprising heat. On the surrounding stone walls, there seem to be nine black Jiao heads embedded in a regular manner, each with a big mouth, looking majestic.

At this time, Yuan Fei was standing near the fire pool, with a look of surprise on his face, while Duan Lingyu accompanied him.

"I didn't expect that there was a superb fire room in your palace. ”

"Brother Yuan doesn't know that the fire room here was originally just a top-grade one. However, the little sister considered that if she used this level of fire pool, she was afraid that she would make a mistake when refining the magic sword, so she specially arranged for her disciple to transform it. Duan Lingyu smiled and said.

"This really makes the fairy break the bank. Yuan Fei nodded with satisfaction, and did not forget to thank Duan Lingyu sincerely.

"If it weren't for Brother Yuan, I'm afraid my little sister's trip to Demon Island wouldn't have gone well. Besides, the matter of refining the magic sword was also agreed to by the little sister a long time ago, so naturally she had to try her best to be foolproof. Duan Lingyu waved his hand.

"Now that everything is ready, the next refining will require a lot of help from the fairies. Yuan Fei said with a blank expression.

When Duan Lingyu heard this, Yurong also became solemn.

After glancing at each other, they sat down cross-legged on a futon.

Then Yuan Fei's sleeve robe shook, and a small purple tripod flew out, it was the fire dragon tripod.

As soon as this Ding Fang flew out, it immediately rose into a huge amount of Zhang Xu in the wind, and slowly fell in the center of the fire pool.

Seeing this, Duan Lingyu's jade hand immediately shot several magic tricks at the Jiao Shou on the surrounding stone walls.

Suddenly, Jiao Shou's light flashed, and there was a muffled sound of "poof", from which a series of red flames erupted, and finally condensed into a ball under the Fire Dragon Ding, churning violently.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Fei's wrist flipped without saying a word, and a cyan jade bottle appeared in his hand, just raising his hand a little, a spiritual spring gushed out, submerged into the fire dragon tripod, and quickly boiled in the high temperature.

Immediately after, Yuan Fei shook his hand again, and dozens of jade bottles flashed on the ground in front of him, and according to a certain law, some powder was poured out of them and mixed into the spiritual liquid.

After all the powder in the jade bottle was extracted without a trace, Yuan Fei suddenly raised his hand, and several light clusters of different colors flew out, and they all sank into the ding.

Then, his hands pinched the magic trick like a windmill, and shot out strange runes towards the Fire Dragon Ding.

In addition, Duan Lingyu was not idle, as Yuan Fei's magic technique continued to change, this woman also pinched the magic trick in her hand, and did not dare to slack off at all to control the urgency and urgency of the flames spewed by the nine Jiao heads.

Half a day later, Yuan Fei and Duan Lingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then almost at the same time, they closed their eyes and meditated.

The two of them knew that rerefining the Demon Sword would not only require a huge amount of energy, but it would also be a long and boring process, so they had to recover immediately after the materials stabilized.

However, the time it took to refine the magic sword was still much longer than the two of them expected.

In a flash, the two had been together in the Earthfire Room for five years.

On this day, Yuan Fei and Duan Lingyu were still chanting mantras towards the fire dragon as before.

The various materials that were originally put into the tripod have long since disappeared, completely turning into a thick liquid as black as ink, and they are completely integrated into one without distinguishing from each other.

When Yuan Fei saw this, his eyes couldn't help but flash. After taking a deep breath, he immediately raised his hand a little, and a magic sword shot out, and in a flash, it floated in the Ding Furnace.

Then as soon as the magic trick in Yuan Fei's hand changed, the surface of the magic sword immediately flashed, and dense strange runes appeared.

At the same time, the concentrated liquid in Dingzhong surged, and it rose into the air at once, and flowed up the surface of the magic sword with a trace of it.

As soon as they came into contact with the concentrated liquid, these runes flashed with a heterochromatic aura and buzzed.

As if there was some suction, the sword actually sucked the spiritual liquid into it bit by bit, and it became more and more violent.

The same scene lasted until two days later, when there was no more spiritual liquid left in Dingzhong, and all of it was submerged in the magic sword.

At this moment, Yuan Fei quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and a burst of essence blood shot out, and under the pinching of his hands, it turned into a series of strange runes, which appeared on the surface of the magic sword.

Not only that, Yuan Fei suddenly raised his hand and slapped it on the top of his head. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed, and a black light came out of the body, and it also submerged into the magic sword.

The next moment, the magic sword that was originally floating in mid-air actually hovered in mid-air as if it had a spirit, and made a burst of clear sounds.

"It seems that this magic sword retraining has finally been completed!" Although Duan Lingyu's face was a little haggard, he still couldn't hide his joy.

After a long time of incense, the magic sword suddenly disappeared directly into the secret room with a low sound.

At the same time, a hundred zhang away from the top of the mountain where Jiuli Palace was located, there was a sudden ripple, and a phantom figure of a young man dressed in black appeared.

Whether this person is dressed, tall, or appearance, he is actually no different from Yuan Fei, and it is the body of his primordial spirit.

And in Yuan Fei's hand, he was holding a dark magic sword.

He lowered his head and glanced at the magic sword in his hand, and after a smile on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly raised his hand and raised the magic sword in the air.

Suddenly, after a flash of light on the surface of the magic sword, the wind and clouds rolled in the sky, and in the thunder movie, a giant sword phantom about twenty zhang long instantly condensed out.

"Slash!" Yuan Fei let out a low cry in his mouth, and then waved his arm heavily.

With a scream, the giant sword phantom immediately slashed out towards the opposite side, and the void it passed through was forcibly drawn out of a black shadow, as if tearing the space.

Eventually, the Greatsword Phantom landed on a small hill hundreds of feet away.

At first, there was nothing unusual about the mountain, but after being slashed by the giant sword phantom, a loud "boom" suddenly erupted.

This hill, which looked to be about thirty feet high, was actually displaced to the ground in between breaths, which shows how powerful this blow was.

After seeing this scene, Yuan Fei couldn't help but be greatly satisfied with the power of this sword. However, after taking a look at his own primordial god body, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although the power of this magic sword is amazing, and almost no monks below the tribulation period can stop it, the true yuan required to activate this magic sword is too much.

Even though Yuan Fei's True Yuan was far beyond the same level, after a single blow, it was also consumed by nearly half in an instant. This means that it can unleash up to two attacks of this magnitude. If you can't kill the other party, you will have to escape.

Of course, as long as Yuan Fei didn't provoke those Tribulation Period existences, it could be said that he was already fearless in the human world.

At this thought, Yuan Fei's body surface flashed, and he disappeared in the sky.

In the earth fire room, Yuan Fei, who was sitting on the futon, suddenly trembled his eyelids and slowly opened his eyes.

"Little sister congratulates Brother Yuan on the completion of the Spirit Sword, with Brother Yuan's current strength, coupled with this Spirit Treasure Flying Sword, even if he faces the monks of the Tribulation Period, he also has the strength to fight. Although Duan Lingyu was in the Earth Fire Room, his divine sense had already taken in the situation just now, and he couldn't help but be amazed in his heart.

"This is thanks to the help of the fairy, otherwise with the strength of Yuan, this matter will not be completed. Yuan Fei hugged his fists and thanked him.

"Brother Yuan is polite. By the way, why don't you let the little sister set up a banquet in this palace and celebrate it?" Duan Lingyu said after waving his hand.

"No need. Now that the magic sword has been refined, it is time for Yuan to return to the Yuanxia Kingdom. Yuan Fei sighed and said.

"Brother Yuan, you're leaving?" Duan Lingyu said with a tight expression.

"Not really. Yuan had consumed a lot of true yuan just now, and he would not leave until he returned to the palace to recover for a while. Yuan Fei thought for a while.

"That's right. Then Brother Yuan will meditate with peace of mind first, and the little sister will not be disturbed. A hint of complexity flashed on Duan Lingyu's face, and he reluctantly turned around and left the Earth Fire Room with a reluctant smile.

After Yuan Fei glanced at the graceful back of the woman leaving, he sighed helplessly, and then pinched the trick with one hand, and a layer of prohibition suddenly appeared around him.

Half a month later, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the Jiuli Palace, and a frightened rainbow rose into the sky, just after circling, it shot away into the void in the distance like a lightning speed.

And on a cliff somewhere in Jiuli Palace, there was a beautiful woman in a purple skirt, standing there elegantly, it was Duan Lingyu.

Duan Lingyu's beautiful eyes always fell on the shocking rainbow, until the shocking rainbow finally disappeared into a point of light without stopping, and a trace of grief suddenly flashed in this woman's eyes.

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That rainbow was naturally transformed by Yuan Fei's light.

He was not a fool, and he naturally saw that Duan Lingyu had feelings for him. Although Yuan Fei also has a good impression of this woman, the two have experienced the dual cultivation of the Yuan Shen.

But now Yuan Fei has already regarded the advanced tribulation as the most important goal of the next step, and the personal affairs of these children are not in his consideration.

On this day, above a certain mountain peak where the Nine Swords Sect was located, a light suddenly flashed, and the figure of a man in black appeared.

This person was naturally Yuan Fei, who had just rushed back to the Nine Swords Sect from the Great Xuan Kingdom.

Yuan Fei raised his eyes slightly and looked around at the surrounding scenery, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion in his heart. Although traveling around in the world of cultivating immortals, he often encounters some opportunities.

But there are dangers lurking in it, and it must be vigilant at all times. And now that he has returned to the sect, his heart can finally relax.

Thinking of this, Yuan Fei was just about to sink his body and fall down. Suddenly, a group of monks rose into the air, and soon appeared in front of Yuan Fei.

"This is the important place of my Nine Swords Sect, I don't know what you are doing in this sect?" said a short-haired man with a silver spear in his hand and a majestic face