Chapter Seventy-Seven: Refining the Ice Pick Talisman

Yang Hao's eyes were tightly closed, and the Divine Consciousness Palace in his body was like a pot of boiling water, which was expanding outwards frantically.

At a certain moment, an imperceptible voice sounded, Yang Hao opened his shining eyes, and a slightly majestic divine sense power rushed out from the center of his eyebrows, and this magical power had already formed countless ripples in the air just by flowing.

The power of the faintly purple divine consciousness was like a pool of extremely clear lake water, constantly wandering around Yang Hao's body, and from a distance, it looked like it was wrapped in a cloud of purple crystals, which was quite mysterious.

Feeling the extremely familiar and surging power of the divine sense, after several failed attempts, he finally raised his fingers, and the power of the divine consciousness was like an arm's command, slowly condensing at the fingertips into a strange iron needle with the thickness of a three-inch long and short thumb.

Under the bright light, this extremely condensed, radiant like the tip of an iron needle reflected a little penetrating power that made Yang Hao's scalp tingle.

Looking at the wide and thick walls made of fine iron, a little eager to try, Yang Hao smiled slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, the iron needle with an incomparably sharp sound of breaking the wind, like cutting tofu, immediately pierced the wall, and then projected a cold moonlight the size of an egg from the outside.

"Damn!" looked at the round hole in the wall a little unexpectedly, which made Yang Hao a little surprised, this thickness was completely comparable to the physical defense of a martial artist in the Nine Realms of Mortality.

The key is that this thing is silent, and the ability to break the defense is extremely powerful, so when you fight with others, you have an extra hole card that is enough to turn the tide of the battle.

"Stinky son!Don't show it!The second-order rune master feels good!" Without guidance, you can use the power of divine consciousness to transform into shape, this kind of comprehension power is really a little demonic, looking at Yang Hao's somewhat silent appearance, the white boss stroked his beard with his hand, and said with a smile.

"Eh! I think it's better to have less of this kind of devilish training, my life can't stand the destruction of Ruci!" patted his slightly thin chest, and still glanced at Boss Bai with some fear, and said with palpitations.

"Hehe, stinky man, there is no gain, since you have successfully entered the level of a second-order rune master, these two runes, you have no reason to shirk it. With a wave of his hand, the two rune materials, one white and one blue, jumped in front of Yang Hao's eyes.

In terms of difficulty, this Ice Pick Talisman is much stronger than the Purple Electric Talisman in terms of power and difficulty in crafting.

His gaze swept over the two items one by one, and finally his gaze was fixed on the fist-sized 10,000-year-old ice.

"I'm going to refine the Ice Pick Charm first. Yang Hao raised his eyebrows and said.

Although the volume of this cold ice has been slightly reduced by a quarter after a slight consumption, the cold air that oozes a trace of white mist is not visible, the ice on the outside melts, and there is a faint ice crystal phoenix with wings soaring and white and translucent inside.

"What a spirit!" Boss Bai approved, then looked at the exquisite sculpture-like phoenix phantom and said slowly.

"This thing is stained with a trace of sixth-order Xuanbing Phoenix Desolate blood, so with a little divine beast power, if you want to use this thing to refine the ice pick technique, you must find something to suppress his phoenix might!"

"Oh, do you want to suppress?" his expression froze, and he was a little stunned.

"Well, then you come to master the White Tiger now!" With a wave of his arm, in the wide sleeved robe, a light like gold flew directly into Yang Hao's palm

Nine stars are beaded, shining with a faint light, and under the white jade pen, there is a hideous white tiger carved with murderous aura.

The white tiger in Yang Hao's hand sensed the phantom of the Xuanbing Phoenix, and a few faint tiger roars came out, which shocked Yang Hao's hands and mouth, and he almost came out of his hand.

However, when the white boss's gaze touched the white tiger, Yang Hao vaguely felt a trace of inexplicable sadness.

"Then what should I do next?" Dancing the white tiger in his hand, Yang Hao was a little curious, and his eyes kept staring at the silent white boss.

"Ahem!" came back to his senses, the sadness in the depths of his eyes flashed, and he immediately spoke.

"Use the power of your divine sense to infuse the White Tiger with all of it! Use the White Tiger to disperse that phoenix phantom, otherwise you won't be able to condense the rune core of the Ice Pick Talisman!"

"What have you been staring at the old man, do I have a rune core on my face?"

"Strange old man!" frowned, and after a few words of depression, he clenched the white tiger in his hand, staring at the phoenix phantom, and his eyes burst with a strong battle intent.

After taking a few breaths and stabilizing his state of mind, the power of the purple divine consciousness surging like a frenzy entered the Zheng of the White Tiger Pen

The light flashed, and the nine dim stars above the barrel of the pen suddenly lit up, one, two, and the third one stopped abruptly with only a little light.

"Why is it only two and a half stars? I thought ......! Forget it, I'll use it!" seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and the white boss had a little regret in his eyes.

It's not that Yang Hao stopped instilling the power of divine consciousness, but this is already the limit, his face was full of sweat and glanced at the starlight that only lit up two and a half stars, and smiled helplessly a few times, if you want to light up the power of the nine stars, I'm afraid it will consume a number.

Three stars in a row, the light soared, a thunderous tiger roar sounded, the white tiger pen instantly burst out, floating in the air for a moment and then transformed into a white-fronted tiger.

The big tiger is extremely ferocious, the hideous and terrifying tiger body is hidden in the thick and unusually ferocious blood-colored mist, and the tiger's mouth full of fangs constantly emits a tiger roar like thunder.

However, compared with the white tiger that Boss Bai condensed last time, it is more than a step worse in terms of size and ferocity.

"Up!" At the sound of an order, a thick breath of hot air erupted from the white tiger's mouth, and his body jumped up, passing through the air, and the cold tiger claws attacked the phoenix phantom with an incomparably strong killing intent.

"Ang!" The clear and loud phoenix roared loudly, and the Xuanbing Phoenix felt the attack of the white tiger, and with a wave of its wings like diamond crystals, some wind and frost storms rose, turning into huge hailstones, like a glacier collapsing and smashing towards the rushing white tiger.

The hail rained down on the white tiger's body, and the huge power with the power of ice caused the white tiger to roar in pain, and even the extremely sharp tiger claws were covered with a thin layer of frost in the extremely cold state.

"Roar!" roared angrily, and an incomparably fierce aura erupted from the tiger's eyes, and a bloody aura drilled out from the tiger's claws, shattering the frost, and slammed forward, like two intertwined blood-colored blades, instantly shattering the frost storm.

Opened the sharp beast teeth like a sword, and bit on the Xuanbing Phoenix Desolate Ice Wings with lightning speed, a large piece of crystal like water droplets of broken ice fell, the phoenix groaned and screamed in pain, flapping its wings, and its translucent body flew around randomly, trying to fly the white tiger out with this huge force.

However, the white tiger's mouth bit the ice wings like pincers, and he didn't want to let go at all.

"Hurry up! The white tiger you have condensed now is only two and a half stars, and it won't last long!" Although the white tiger would not let go, in the state of continuous power provided by the 10,000-year-old ice, the shadow of the white tiger gradually became illusory.

How could this be concealed from Boss Bai's vicious eyes, and he immediately shouted at Yang Hao.

"Quickly condense the power of divine consciousness and turn it into a sharp axe! Take advantage of the opportunity of the Xuanbing Phoenix to leave! Chisel the 10,000-year-old ice into a rune core with a trace!"

Yang Hao, who had just recovered some of his divine sense, nodded in surprise when he heard this.

Immediately, a trace of divine consciousness power like a trickle was once again withdrawn into the dry Divine Consciousness Palace, which was like a sponge, and he forcibly supported his exhausted body, and his palm was slightly clenched.

A delicate purple axe appeared in the sky

With a slight force, the blade of the axe glowed with a cold cold light, and slashed fiercely towards the 10,000-year-old ice that exuded cold air.

"When!" said a sound like a mixture of iron and gold, the axe that was enough to chop through the fine iron and left only a hair-thick mark on the ice.

But the cold and bone-chilling aura on the 10,000-year-old ice made Yang Hao tremble.

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe it! I can't figure out how to break the ice with you!" A cold breath erupted from his mouth, Yang Hao rolled up his sleeves, and his delicate face was filled with extremely angry emotions, constantly urging the divine axe to continue to slash at the cold ice that was bubbling cold.

"Dang dang dang!" the sound like a drum filled the vast secret room

In this way, the volume of the ice cube changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a cone that was sharp like a sword tip on the top, and the base was round and glowing with blue light.

"It's one last time!" Boss Bai glanced at the corner of his eyes and said lightly.

At this time, Yang Hao's brows were staring with a frost, and the hair on his scalp stood up, forming a series of ice flutes as hard as a hedgehog, which looked a little embarrassing and funny.

"It's finally almost over... Damn... Lao Tzu is about to freeze into a popsicle. His lips were blue, and he kept moving with difficulty, and his eyes looked at the ice cone that only owed a knife, and said viciously.

"Chop... Your mother.. of!"

Boss Bai pricked up his ears and carefully listened to Yang Hao's intermittent words, and a smile of laughter surged on the old man's face.

The bright light flashed in front of him, the axe slashed on the ice pick, the Xuanbing Phoenix had no source of strength, and its body was clamped by the white tiger's fangs, and after a few wails, the crystal-like body quietly shattered, turning into a translucent cold light, like a meteor into the Zheng of the rotating cone

The white tiger raised his head, and the beast's pupils seemed to have a trace of joy of returning victorious, and with a light roar, it turned into a streamer and flew into the white boss's sleeve robe

As the Xuanbing Phoenix Desolate Light Point shot in, a burst of extremely cold brilliance suddenly erupted from the ice pick, and the horizontal seven vertical axe marks suddenly recombined into a series of mysterious traces, faintly looking at the phoenix pattern with ice wings spreading.

The rune core of this ice pick talisman has been officially refined.

As soon as Boss Bai stretched out his hand, the core of the ice pick was quite spiritually floating in the somewhat dry palm, his eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the restrained cold energy in the core, and he exclaimed slightly.

"That's right, this has blessed the rune core of the Xuanbing Phoenix Phantom, and according to the current power, it can at least be regarded as an ice pick talisman at the peak of the second order. ”

"Alright, now it's just a matter of drawing enough Fire Charms to seal it away. ”

With a slight flick of his palm, the cold rune core floated in front of Yang Hao, scratched his head, and after taking out an ordinary rune pen from the storage ring, just as he was about to draw, Boss Bai suddenly spoke.

"Son, when you draw the fire sealing spell later, choose a random one and exchange the eighth and ninth strokes!"

"Why?" Yang Hao paused with his pen, a little puzzled.

"Hehe, hey, in order to prevent the runes he refined from being used to attack himself, so I kept an eye on them, and when the other party released the runes refined by me, the back hand I left would work. ”

"What's the effect?" Yang Hao was still confused.

"Stupid!" Boss Bai said helplessly with an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"When the time comes, you can forcibly gain control of that rune by figding the fire sealing charm. ”

"What? it's true!" for a moment his breath was a little short, and the rune pen in his hand fell to the quiet floor.

"Hmph! This thing can only be done by the old man's fire sealing charm! Otherwise, how can it be cheap, you bastard. ”

Hearing this, Yang Hao's eyes lit up, and after seeing clearly the trace of cunning in the depths of Boss Bai's eyes, he quickly picked up the rune pen on the ground, and after drawing five fire sealing charms in one go, he pressed it hard to press the ice pick into the rune paper, and a powerful ice pick rune was drawn.

It's just that on this rune paper, one of the five runes has a faint stroke order that is a little different from the others, but if it weren't for a rune master as powerful as Boss Bai, he wouldn't be able to see it.