The third more, for the helmsman stegosaurus robbery!

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Chapter 120: Cold Soul Yuan Mirror!

Looking at the ghost's rigorous appearance, Yang Yi also nodded secretly in his heart.

The refining tool is broad and profound, and no detail can be ignored, otherwise, it is very likely to fall short.

The subtleties of the Chinese side bear witness to the rigor of the master, which can also prove that the name of the ghost is not in vain.

The first step of refining is to select materials and remove the chaff, which is not just talking, but requires careful selection.

Unless it is a great master of refining, he can see through the quality of the material at a glance, otherwise, no one dares to determine whether the material that has not been used is good or bad?

Only those half-bucket alchemists would ignore these details, believing that the selection of materials was inconsequential, and instead focusing entirely on removing the turnips and preserving the essence.

Mo made an appointment for a stick of incense, and Ghost Wuxiang selected the materials that Mu Tao took out.

Then he divided it into two, and the large pile was transferred to the center of the forge by him, while the small pile was discarded by him on the ground.

"Mu Tao, sacrifice your natal magic weapon, no matter what happens next, you only need to remember one thing, don't let it collapse, otherwise, all preparations will be wasted. ”

Seeing that the ghost was extremely serious, Mu Tao also nodded cautiously, and then sacrificed the Cold Soul Yuan Mirror.

As soon as the Cold Immortal Yuan Mirror came out, the surrounding temperature also dropped suddenly.

Seeing this, Mu Tao's heart moved, and he reined in the power of the Cold Soul Yuan Mirror.

In the next moment, the Cold Shadow Yuan Mirror turned into a pale blue round mirror the size of a palm.

The round mirror is transparent, as if carved from glass, and everything around it is manifested on the mirror.

When everything was ready, the ghost priesthood offered a golden-green flame.

As soon as the flames came out, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased, and even the void was distorted, as if it was a little unable to withstand the power of the flames.

"This is the Primordial Life Fire?"

After feeling the vitality coming from the flames, many people also exclaimed.

Unfortunately, their voices were cut off by the formation in the courtyard.

Although everyone could hear the conversation between Ghost Wuxiang and Mu Tao, the sound outside could not enter the ears of the two.

"No, as soon as the life fire comes out, thousands of miles of vitality, although the spiritual fire of the ghost master contains vitality, but, compared with the legendary life fire, it is not a star and a half, if this seat is not mistaken, this fire is only contaminated with a trace of the breath of life fire, it can be said to be the companion spirit fire of life fire. ”

The voices of the crowd echoed in his ears, but his eyes were fixed on Ghost Wuxiang's every move.

It seems that the key to refining the artifact is obtained in the method of ghost inexistence.

However, the ghost Wuxiang disappointed him.

The refining skills used by Ghost Wuxiang are decent, and even the proficiency is not as good as his.

Of course, this is all a superficial phenomenon, and the specific situation needs to be known by him and the ghost in person.

As soon as the golden-green flame came out, it enveloped the material he had selected.

Snort!

In just one stick of incense, these materials turned into a puddle of colorful liquid, and the impurities in them also melted quickly.

After two more pillars of incense, the colorful liquid condensed into a sphere the size of a human head, and no matter how the spiritual fire was calcined, it did not increase or decrease.

After seeing this scene, everyone also knew that a critical moment was coming.

Yang Yi even released the power of the world, enveloping the entire courtyard, for fear that he would miss this opportunity because he was not aware for a while.

"Mu Tao, remember to do what this seat says, before this seat speaks, don't let the Cold Soul Yuan Mirror collapse, otherwise, not only will your previous efforts be wasted, but it may also affect your cultivation. ”

"The master can rest assured, and he will definitely take the master's words to heart. ”

Mu Tao looked at Ghost Wuxiang with a solemn face, and his voice was also with indomitable firmness.

"That's fine, as long as you do what you say, you will have a ninety percent chance of success. After admonishing Mu Tao, Ghost Wuxiang manipulated the spiritual fire to envelop the Cold Netherworld Yuan Mirror.

Airplanes!

After the Cold Soul Yuan Mirror was wrapped in spiritual fire, it also trembled slightly.

Mu Tao kept in mind the words of the ghost Wuxiang, so his mind also fell on the Cold Shadow Yuan Mirror.

After half an hour, the Cold Mirror gradually softened.

After seeing this situation, Ghost Wuxiang's expression also became serious, and with a hook of the forging hammer, the Cold Soul Yuan Mirror fell on the forging table.

Jingle !!

As the sound of percussion sounded, the Cold Soul Yuan Mirror trembled more and more, but it instinctively felt that something was wrong.

It's a pity that with the suppression of Mu Tao, the master, no matter how it struggles, it will not help.

Sparks splashed, and gold and iron struck.

Ghost Wuxiang's movements were fast and slow, and with the dance of his forging hammer, a concussive force also swept through the entire Cold Nether Yuan Mirror.

After perceiving this scene, Yang Yi's heart moved, and he paid attention to this situation.

At first, it was the power of concussion, then the power of whirlwind, then the power of superposition, and in the end, each of his hammers contained several powers, which were combined to form a force of creation.

The fall of each hammer was even more appropriate, and faintly, he also sensed another breath.

This breath is like the power of the material itself.

With the knock of the Ghost Phase, this power was also pulled out, and finally fused with several other forces to form a new force, and then spread throughout the entire Cold Nether Yuan Mirror.

When the essence ball in the spiritual fire disappeared, the Cold Soul Yuan Mirror also gradually condensed.

At this time, the speed of Ghost Wuxiang's swing of the hammer became faster and faster, and in the end, only the afterimage flickered, and others could not see his movements clearly.

Jingle !!

Only a series of percussion sounds could be heard constantly coming from the courtyard, lingering in everyone's ears.

I don't know what's going on, after the chaotic percussion sound fell on everyone's ears, it actually evolved into an ethereal sound, so that everyone couldn't help but indulge in it.

After 12,960 hammers, Ghost Wuxiang also stopped beating.

At this time, everyone discovered that the original light blue Cold-Immortal Yuan Mirror had already changed its appearance and turned into a round of inky blue treasure mirrors.

"Mu Tao, quickly pour it with essence blood, refine the soul, and prepare to condense the soul. ”

After hearing the voice of the ghost Wuxiang, Mu Tao was in a state of mind for a while, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly forced out nine drops of essence blood, and at the same time, he also divided a wisp of divine soul and smashed it into the Cold Netherworld Yuan Mirror.

Airplanes!!!

After absorbing Mu Tao's essence blood and divine soul, the Cold Immortal Yuan Mirror also burst out with hundreds of millions of cold lights, directly freezing the entire courtyard.

Clang!!!

At the critical moment, Ghost Wuxiang also struck nine times in a row.

Click!

As the hammer fell, the Cold Soul Yuan Mirror was also shattered into countless pieces.

After seeing this situation, the ghost Wuxiang's expression remained unchanged, and with a flick of his fingers, he saw a cold air connecting all the broken lenses in series, and then, blood lines also flashed in these broken lenses, intertwined with each other.

In an instant, the originally broken Cold Soul Yuan Mirror was also regrouped.

Poof!

At this time, Mu Tao spurted out a mouthful of essence blood again and poured it on these broken lenses.

Buzz! Buzz!

When these broken lenses absorbed the essence and blood, a mysterious aura also overflowed from the Cold Soul Yuan Mirror.

After feeling this breath, Ghost Wuxiang's face also showed a little smile.