Gong Huaiming was surprised and inexplicably watched the somewhat gaffe scaleless dragon flee away, his head was a mess, he couldn't figure out why there were so many close relatives of the Divine Dragon in the Boundless Sea, why did they fight with each other endlessly?

Of course, what puzzled Gong Huaiming the most was why the body of the Dharma Sect would unite with the long-legged dragon to drive the scaleless dragon away. Can't the two of them know each other?

The mighty scaleless dragon was scared away, and the dragon seemed to have done a trivial thing, and the two spirit beasts didn't even have a hint of celebratory expression. The two of them looked at each other and whispered to each other. The long-legged dragon glanced up at Gong Huaiming, with a hint of hesitation and disbelief in his eyes.

The dragon arched it with the dragon's head, and the long-legged dragon took a step, hesitantly walked to Gong Huaiming's side, circled around him, and sniffed around his body with his nose from time to time.

Gong Huaiming didn't know what the long-legged dragon was doing, he had to stand still, he knew very well, he wouldn't harm him, otherwise, he wouldn't just run out of the body, but directly bring out the law of the dragon.

The long-legged dragon didn't find what it was looking for in Gong Huaiming, it barked twice at Gong Huaiming, and the dragon replied. The long-legged dragon lowered its head and groaned for a moment, opened its mouth to bite Gong Huaiming's trouser leg, and pulled him towards the golden Xuanbing platform. He followed behind, with great confidence in his eyes.

The long-legged dragon pulled Gong Huaiming to the platform, and then the dragon head nodded at the jet-black weapon.

Standing close, Gong Huaiming could see very clearly that this weapon was very much like a sword, with a sheath on the outside. I don't know if this weapon is because of its age, the surface is covered with patina and rust, and it is simply a broken copper and iron that no one wants.

Gong Huaiming pointed at himself, and then pointed at the rotten sword, "You let me pick it up?"

The long-legged dragon nodded.

As soon as Gong Huaiming stretched out his hand, he grabbed the weapon in his hand, he thought that he didn't need to spend any effort at all to hold this inconspicuous rotten sword in his hand. But when he retracted his hand, the rotten sword seemed to weigh 10,000 pounds, and it didn't move.

Gong Huaiming's eyes lit up, and he immediately increased his strength, but the rotten sword still didn't move. He took a deep breath, this time even using the strength to feed, but he still couldn't pick up the rotten sword.

The long-legged dragon showed a disappointed expression, walked to the side stupidly, and lay on the ground dejectedly, refusing to look at Gong Huaiming again. The dragon walked up to it and arched it with its head, but the long-legged dragon refused to even pay attention to it.

Looking at the swagger, Gong Huaiming's heart suddenly moved, and he ran the "Fan Men Jue" to circulate the true yuan. The long-legged dragon jumped up from the ground, the dragon's eyes were round, and he looked at Gong Huaiming directly.

Gong Huaiming grabbed the hand full of Zhenyuan on the rotten sword, gritted his teeth, his arm was forced, and a great force came out of the rotten sword, and he pulled the rotten sword down, but at this time, Gong Huaiming was like a divine help, although he struggled, he still picked up the rotten sword little by little.

Probably let the rotten sword leave the bracket at a height of about a foot, Gong Huaiming no longer had the strength, his wrist sank, and the rotten sword fell on the bracket again. Gong Huaiming sat on the ground with a very unimpressive ass, panting heavily. In just half a bag of cigarettes just now, he felt more tired and exhausted than when he was fighting to the death with Tian Yihong.

The long-legged dragon turned into a smoke, jumped to Gong Huaiming's side, circled around him again, surrounded him from time to time, and then put the dragon's head into Gong Huaiming's arms. Gong Huaiming subconsciously put his hand on the head of the long-legged dragon and stroked it a few times. The long-legged dragon had a comfortable expression.

The long-legged dragon took his head back from Gong Huaiming's arms, held his head high, and let out a long dragon groan excitedly, then jumped to the side of the carriage holding the rotten sword, opened his mouth and bit the rotten sword in his mouth, and jumped to Gong Huaiming's side, handing the rotten sword to Gong Huaiming.

Gong Huaiming hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it, and the long-legged dragon glanced at him and the rotten sword nostalgically, jumped again and pounced on the rotten sword. In an instant, the long-legged dragon turned into a ray of light and burrowed into the rotten sword. In an instant, the rotten sword was full of brilliance, like a phoenix nirvana, reborn from the fire.

The patina, rust or something on the rotten sword quickly disappeared, and soon, a brand-new, anti-shaped weapon appeared in Gong Huaiming's hand. At this time, its weight was about the same as a normal sword, and there was no longer the feeling of crushing Gong Huaiming.

Gong Huaiming held the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled the sword out of the scabbard. When the sword body was completely withdrawn from the scabbard, Gong Huaiming realized that this was not a sword, but a straight knife.

The blade of the knife is about three feet three inches long, and there are many dark lines on the blade that resemble a long-legged dragon, and the knife grid connecting the blade and the handle is a dragon head with a large mouth open, and the blade spits out from the mouth of the dragon head. The handle of the knife is the body of a dragon, just for Gong Huaiming's big hand to hold, and the end of the handle is a ring, surrounded by dragon claws and dragon tail.

This knife flickered with cold light, and the cold light was faint, even from a secular point of view, it was also a treasure knife with short hair and iron like clay. The workmanship of the whole knife is extremely high, whether it is the process or the materials, there is nothing to be picky.

Gong Huaiming looked at it over and over again, he lacked such a good attack weapon now, whether it was the black gold whip obtained from Tian Yihong, or the steel knife captured from the black-clothed man Feng Daqian, it was no longer suitable for his current cultivation realm. And this ring-headed knife seems to be specially made for him, just one glance makes him love it to the bone.

Just when Gong Huaiming was admiring this treasure knife, he suddenly jumped up and hit him. Gong Huaiming didn't have any precautions in advance, the hand holding the treasure knife shook, and the blade of the treasure knife slashed on his other hand, and the blood immediately flowed out and fell on the treasure knife, and in an instant, it slipped in.

At the moment when the blood disappeared, countless runes rushed out of the treasure knife, like an initiation, rushing towards Gong Huaiming's mind, and he was stunned for a moment.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he jumped forward, turned into a point of light, and once again drilled into Gong Huaiming's dantian, and hibernated.

After a long time, Gong Huaiming breathed a long sigh of relief, and he finally understood what was going on.

The name of this knife is called the first knife of the Jianhua ring, and the so-called Jianwei is the long-legged dragon with a body like a jackal, and the scaleless dragon that fights with it to life and death is the Xuanbing Dragon. Whether it is Jairus or Dragon, they are all close relatives of Shenlong.

Jairus is the spirit of this treasure knife, and I don't know how many years it has guarded the first knife of Jairus ring in the ice cave under the ice cap. Just recently, the Xuanbing Dragon didn't know what was going on and discovered the Jairus Ring Head Knife hidden here, and it discovered the existence of the machine spirit Jairus, intending to devour it and improve its cultivation realm. This led to a months-long feud between them.

Jairus stabilized the Xuanbing Dragon's head in terms of strength, but because it was a machine spirit, it couldn't get too far away from the Jairus Ring First Knife, which gave the Xuanbing Dragon's opportunity to entangle it for a long time. Jairus was very annoyed by the Xuanbing Dragon, but it couldn't kill the Xuanbing Dragon, every time the Xuanbing Dragon, after being injured, it hid to the side to heal, and after the injury was healed, it attacked and disturbed the Jianxi again.

If it weren't for the appearance of Gong Huaiming and Gong Tun this time, maybe one day in the future, the Xuanbing Dragon would really be able to devour Jairus, and at that time, even if Gong Huaiming found this place and got the Jairus Ring First Knife, he would not be able to make the Jairus Ring First Knife glow.

After Gong Huaiming's blood sacrifice to the first knife of the Jianhua ring, the runes obtained in addition to briefly introducing the causes and consequences of some things, the most important thing is to talk about the method of refining the first knife of the Jianhua ring, and only when the legendary magic weapon is used, this method is needed. If a magic weapon is not cultivated, it will not be able to play its role.

Gong Huaiming couldn't help but show a look of ecstasy, this is a magic weapon that countless cultivators in the cultivation world want to get at night, and their eyes look through it. If he can successfully refine the first sword of the Jianhua Ring, he will really have one more attack weapon, what kind of black gold whip, fire cloud bead, ice jade sword, in front of it are all scum.

Gong Huaiming didn't think much about it anymore, calmed down, and quickly became familiar with the sacrificial refining method of the Jianwei Ring Knife. After getting acquainted with it, he immediately began to practice, this cave under the ice cover is still relatively safe, just so that Gong Huaiming has a safe environment.

One after another spirit trick hit the body of the first knife of the Jianhua Ring, the first knife of the Jianhua Ring sometimes lit up, sometimes dimmed, every breath of time passed, it would change a little, every breath of time passed, it and Gong Huaiming The connection was closer, between one person and one knife, and gradually gave birth to the feeling of blood connection.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen hours passed, and a brilliant brilliance burst out from the first knife of the eyelid, and then in a flash, it had disappeared. Gong Huaiming closed his eyes and examined carefully, and soon found that the first knife of the jabular ring was hidden in his right arm. As soon as his heart moved, the first knife appeared in his hand, and his heart moved again, and the first knife of the first ring of the eye was hidden in his right arm again.

Gong Huaiming was overjoyed in his heart, from now on, this Jianxi ring head knife will completely belong to him, he finally has a magic weapon that is enough to be around, at this time, his heart is full of confidence, even if the Xuanbing Dragon appears in front of him, he has the ability to step forward to fight, of course, with his current cultivation realm, it is impossible to win the Xuanbing Dragon.

In addition, Gong Huaiming felt that it was a pity that he couldn't bring out the full power of the Jianhuan Knife at all now, and he could only exert about half of it at most now. His cultivation realm has become the biggest shackle that plagues the power of the first sword of the eyelid ring.

(To be continued)