"Of course, this is a magic weapon of the Yuan Shen refined by a True Monarch monk, and it is also a top grade, it should be a certain True Monarch late stage madman, at the moment of advancing to the True Self, regardless of his own safety, and even failed to advance, taking advantage of the moment of the decline of heaven and earth when he was promoted to the True Self. It took a lot of effort to make it, and the person who made this magic weapon of the Yuan Shen is really a madman! You must know that it doesn't matter if you fail to advance to the true self, 'the decline will not return to the true monarch, and the true monarch will return to the ruins three times' There will be a chance in the future. But it's the most dangerous during this period. One mistake will cause one's consciousness to collapse, and there will be no place to die. The blood shadow only put this in the storage bag and did not sacrifice, and it is precisely because of this that the deity has no way to ...... But ......," Huang Yan Zhenzun said slowly.

Yuwen Zhouyuan has now figured out Huang Yan's true temper, and knows that this old guy is very fond of hanging people's appetites, and he is not in a hurry to wait for the other party's next step.

After a while, Huang Yan Zhenzun sighed and muttered: "Forget it, let me tell you, this thing is too time-consuming for you to use the normal method of refining, I will teach you a method, called the art of heart refining, the advantage is that you can take this flying sword as your own at once, the disadvantage is that once the flying sword is damaged, you will also be affected, this kind of association is several times more serious than that of other methods." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan pondered for a moment and said, "Let's say, how to use this heart refining method." ”

Huang Yan Zhenzun just wanted to hang Yuwen Zhouyuan's appetite, but when he thought that this kid must ignore himself, he simply said the method, but in the end he made a request.

"Lao Tzu hasn't touched a woman for many years, whatever you say will make me happy, even if it's just looking at it!" Huang Yan Zhenzun said with a dry smile.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was noncommittal, and then Huang Yan Zhenzun told Yuwen Zhouyuan about the method of heart refining.

According to Huang Yan Zhenzun's method, his hands were staggered and pinched the strange magic technique, and as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, he spit out a mouthful of blood mist containing spiritual power, and as soon as the magic technique of his right hand changed, he immediately drew a strange symbol in the air.

As soon as the symbol was drawn, it immediately entered the blood mist, the blood mist rolled, and shrank sharply into the symbol, gradually, the blood on the symbol became thicker, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, and his left hand slapped in the air, and suddenly the blood symbol was printed on the flying sword.

The flying sword trembled, and immediately a trace of green qi came out.

Yuwen Zhouyuan immediately spit out another mouthful of blood mist, his expression was slightly sluggish, but his gaze was more determined, and with his right hand, an even more strange symbol was drawn, and after fusing the blood mist, it hit the flying sword.

This process lasted for several hours, until the early morning of the third day, a sword roar came from Yuwen Zhouyuan's room, and then it dissipated instantly, and Tong Qingzhu had been sitting cross-legged outside the room, and stood up violently at this time.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's door opened silently, Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled, was in an extremely happy mood, and said, "Master Tong Qing, thank you." ”

Lord Tong Qing glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a strange expression, and said, "What kind of exercises are you cultivating, why did I hear the sound of the sword just now?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan's mouth opened, and a teleportation magic sword immediately flew out, with a chill in the forest, as soon as this sword came out, a bloody aura suddenly filled the surroundings.

Master Tong Qing was stunned for a moment, and said in a lost voice: "Hey, this ...... How could this flying sword have such a strong smell of blood?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded, his right hand summoned, the flying sword instantly returned to him, and was swallowed by him, for this bloody qi, Yuwen Zhouyuan was also quite annoyed, Huang Yan Zhenzun only told him slowly after the success of the heart refining, all the magic weapons of the heart refining will emit a rich bloody qi at the beginning, but as the cultivation deepens, the bloody qi will dissipate after a long time in the body.

Lord Tong Qing looked at the flying sword blankly, took a deep breath, and said: "Senior Yuwen, I can be regarded as serving you, this sword has been tried many times by my master and has not been successful, the master said that this flying sword, the focus is on teleportation, even the imitation that was destroyed by you also has its thirty percent power, you also saw and felt it at that time, you can imagine the strength of this ancient treasure flying sword, this sword is definitely a weapon for killing." ”

The two chatted a few more words, and before leaving, he told Yuwen Zhouyuan that three days later would be the day of the trade fair at the beginning of the month, and let him prepare.

Three days later, the Blood Refining Hall was full of flowers, many cultivators came and went, it was very lively, and Lord Tong Qing and Yuwen Zhouyuan left the inn early in the morning and wandered in the city.

Because Lord Tong Qing was going to sell that He Shou Wu, after discussing with Yuwen Zhouyuan, he left alone.

Yuwen Juyuan strolled through the city, looking at booth by stall, and there were some magic weapons that made him excited, but he didn't buy them in order not to attract the attention of others.

The time of the day passed unconsciously, and before nightfall, Yuwen Juyuan returned to the inn, and outside the inn, he was just about to enter, when suddenly his eyebrows raised, and his footsteps stopped.

At this time in the past, the inn was very lively, but today it is quiet and unusually quiet.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness swept away, and his complexion suddenly changed slightly, and the entire inn was covered by a mysterious aura, as if it was a fog, blocking Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine sense.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't say a word, his body suddenly exploded and retreated, and at the same time released the body shield, and then blessed the golden bell charm on his body at the fastest speed, castrating like an arrow from the string, and flew out more than ten zhang away in a blink of an eye.

"Huh, the reaction was pretty fast. A slightly surprised voice rang out. Immediately afterwards, a person walked out of the inn, this person was in his thirties, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, and a sky blue robe, looking graceful.

The man looked at the quickly departed Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered and said to his side: "Liu San, Ma Wu, you two are here to wait for Lord Tong Qing to come back and abolish his cultivation and send him to the prison, and I will go and arrest this clever boy." ”

As soon as the man's words fell, two phantom shadows suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air, gradually condensing, turning into two wrinkled old men.

One of them said in a deep voice: "Young Master, these two people are in my Blood Refining Hall after all, and doing so is to break the rules established by the hall master. If the hall master asks ......"

The man in blue in his thirties frowned, stared at the direction of Yuwen Zhouyuan's escape, and said: "If my grandfather asks, let's tell the truth, this Tong Qing Lord colluded with outsiders to kill his own teacher, it is not only his Tong Qing Lord's master but also the elder of my Blood Soul Sect, if he does such a rebellious thing, how can this son let him two go?"

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and his body instantly rose into the air, and he hurriedly chased in the direction of Yuwen Zhouyuan's escape.

After the two old men watched the young man leave, they turned into two phantoms and disappeared without a trace.

Yuwen Zhouyuan unfolded his limit, swung all his degrees, flew away, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the periphery of the Blood Refining Hall, and was about to rush out, when several figures suddenly burst out from the city wall, and shouted loudly from afar: "Flying is strictly forbidden in the Blood Refining Hall, Daoist friends stop!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't say a word, took a deep breath, and his body paused, but immediately rushed out with lightning like double the degree before.

The few Blood Refining Hall disciples who were blocking in front of them all changed their faces, and they wanted to stop it, Yuwen Zhouyuan waved his big hand, and the huge operation spread around, and all the disciples who were in front of him were grabbed by him and thrown to the side.

Like a bamboo, Yuwen Zhouyuan rushed out of the Blood Refining Hall, and behind him, because of his previous actions, there were more than a hundred disciples of the Blood Refining Hall, stepping on various magic weapons, and chased after him.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was bitter in his heart, he was a little confused until now, he didn't know what was going on in the inn, the situation just now, it was obvious that the other party was waiting for him to go back in the inn, if he hadn't made a quick decision to run away immediately, I am afraid that there would be more luck at this time.

As for Lord Tong Qing, Yuwen Zhouyuan can't protect himself now, and he can't take care of it, so I hope he will ask for more blessings.

Out of the Blood Refining Hall, Yuwen Zhouyuan galloped all the way south, and the many Blood Refining Hall disciples behind him were in hot pursuit.

At this moment, the blue-clothed thirty-year-old man's sword chased after Yuwen Zhouyuan like the wind, and Yuwen Zhouyuan saw that it was impossible to get rid of it, so he shouted and sacrificed his phoenix wings and gold boring to hit the man.

"It's a good time!" the man shouted, and the flying sword under his feet was like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, and greeted the phoenix-winged gold boring.

With a loud sound of "dang", Yuwen Zhouyuan's body hanging in the air couldn't help but be stunned.

"Good boy, you have a little strength, no wonder you killed my Blood Soul Sect Elder!But you are still dead!" The man in blue in his thirties couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan take his sword, but he was stunned for a moment and then shouted.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't expect that the strength of this chasing person was on par with the blood shadow who was killed by himself not long ago, although he was not afraid, but there were nearly a hundred people chasing after him, if he was accidentally entangled by this person for a while, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Thinking of this, he didn't say anything, took out the flying sword that had just been sacrificed and was still full of blood, and slashed at the thirty-year-old man.

The thirty-year-old man couldn't help but show a solemn look on his face when he saw the flying sword, although he didn't know the flying sword, but the thick bloody aura on it made him taboo from the bottom of his heart.

The flying sword turned into a red light and flew towards the thirty-year-old man, and the thirty-year-old man raised his hand to play a spell, and his flying sword repelled the phoenix-winged gold boring and then headed towards the flying sword of Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Yuwen Zhouyuan saw the other party's flying sword flying, his eyes flashed, and with a dozen spells in his hand, the flying sword changed direction violently and flew to the side, and at the same time, the phoenix wings and gold boring turned into a mountain of golden shadows and smashed towards the thirty-year-old man.

The man in blue in his thirties didn't expect that Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine thoughts and spiritual power were so powerful that he could control two magic weapons at the same time, and the technique was so skillful, and an ominous feeling rose in his heart.

But he didn't have time to think about anything else at this time, he instinctively withdrew his flying sword to resist the phoenix-winged gilded boring.

This is what Yuwen Zhouyuan wanted, and when the man in blue in his thirties returned to defend against the attack of the phoenix wings and gold boring, Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his mouth and spewed out a breath of spiritual energy towards the flying sword.

I saw that the color of the flying sword suddenly turned blood red, and then flew towards the man in blue in his thirties at a speed that could not be tracked by the naked eye.

"Poof!" came out, and the man in blue in his thirties looked in disbelief and found that his chest had been pierced by a flying sword, and then the flying sword suddenly came back and cut off one of his great heads in the surprised eyes of the man in blue.

A blue light and shadow flew out from the man's body, it was the man's soul, Yuwen Zhouyuan was going to scatter it with one blow, but the person who pursued it behind had already arrived.

Unable to do so, Yuwen Zhouyuan jumped on the phoenix wings and fell into the wilderness and fled.

In a secret room of the Blood Refining Hall, the real person of the Blood Refining Hall was sitting on a cloud bed and meditating.

Suddenly, a blue light rushed in from outside.