Ye Chen's mind flashed, and he had a plan in mind. He immediately took out the elixir gourd, popped out a drop of spiritual wine, and dropped it into the elixir furnace.
laugh!
Quenched by spiritual wine, the Heavenly Sword and Soul Jade quickly fused together under the catalysis of this drop of spiritual wine.
"It really works!"
Ye Chen was overjoyed. The Alchemy Spirit Wine was extremely miraculous. In addition to tempering the muscles and bones, it also had the effect of catalyzing the refining of elixirs and weapons.
This time, under the catalysis of the Danxian Spiritual Wine, the Heavenly Sword and the Soul Jade were completely integrated.
The fused Heavenly Sword of Disaster is inlaid with a piece of jade near the hilt. That jade is naturally the Disaster Soul Jade.
Buzz!
Infused with Ye Chen's spiritual energy, the entire Heavenly Disaster Sword erupted into a monstrous misfortune, as if the thunder and punishment of heaven were coming. Thunder rumbled in the sky, all kinds of wind, frost, and fire surged. The misfortune covered the sky and the sun, showing an extremely huge... momentum.
"Very good, very good. After integrating this soul jade, the lethality of my heavenly sword will be greatly enhanced!"
Ye Chen wielded the Heavenly Sword of Disaster and felt that it was smooth and smooth, and he was very satisfied.
Completely different from the previous state!
Previously, perhaps because of the limitations of his own strength, or because he did not have the Disaster Soul Jade, it was difficult for anyone except Li Feixue to use it.
Now, he can use this sword to his heart's content.
"With the Heavenly Sword of Disaster, it can put the Heavenly Demon Sword into a state of sleeping and growth."
Ye Chen's eyes flashed, and he already had a plan in his mind. He immediately took out the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword, and then used the Alchemy Gourd.
"Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword, I'll buy you a drink!"
Ye Chen smiled, activated the elixir gourd, and poured 50% of the spiritual wine into the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword.
This elixir spirit wine is an excellent resource and can be used to cultivate the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword.
The Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword was infused with a large amount of Alchemy Spirit Wine, and it immediately buzzed, as if it was full of excitement, swallowing up every drop of the wine.
After drinking the Alchemy Spirit Wine, the sword's blade became extremely clear, with a discernible light, as if it had been washed by water, and there was a faint mist filled with light smoke, and the mist contained the smell of alcohol.
The sword seems drunk.
The energy of Danxian spirit wine is extremely powerful. Even the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword can't digest it if he drinks so much spirit wine at once.
"Have a good sleep. When you wake up, I hope to see the Heavenly Sword at its peak!"
Ye Chen waved the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword, and then buried the sword under the Huangquan Holy River.
Now the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword has drunk a lot of Alchemy Wine and has entered a deep sleep state. When it successfully refines the spiritual energy of the Alchemy Wine, it may be able to completely transform!
In order to cultivate this sword, Ye Chen spent countless resources along the way, and now it's almost time to reap the results.
"It's time to go back and look for the Blood God and others."
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed. The Heavenly Sword of Desolation Demon and the Heavenly Sword of Disaster have been dealt with, and now it's time to resolve the cause and effect.
At this time, the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword was sleeping, and Ye Chen hung the Disaster Heavenly Sword on his waist. The breath of the Disaster Soul Jade covered up his cause and effect. Xuan Jiyue, Ruzu and others were unable to capture his breath.
In other words, no one knows that Ye Chen is back, and he can catch the enemy by surprise and kill him by surprise!
Leaving Huangquan Tu, Ye Chen prepared to tear apart the void and return to the Hell of Blood Death.
However, at this moment, Ye Chen heard a rumbling sound. At this moment, there was a sudden movement in the Samsara Cemetery, and a tombstone shook violently.
"Huh? Is there a new power coming out?"
When Ye Chen saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank.
His guess was correct. Purple light burst out from the tombstone, and an elegant figure gradually appeared. It was a graceful young man with handsome features, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, with a humble and restrained expression.
"Reincarnation Cemetery, are you the owner of the tomb here?"
The elegant young man was dressed in purple imperial robes. He had the domineering power of an emperor in every gesture, but he also had a humble demeanor. The combination of the gentleman's demeanor and the emperor's pride gave this young man a special charm.
He sensed Ye Chen's aura and slowly asked.
"Exactly, junior Ye Chen, I have met my senior! I wonder what I call my senior?"
Ye Chen smiled and cupped his hands and said:
The elegant young man also returned the courtesy and said: "Xiaosheng Ning Zunshi, I have met the owner of the tomb of reincarnation."
Ye Chen said: "Senior, there is no need to be so polite, just call me Ye Chen."
In the past, many powerful reincarnations called Ye Chen "little boy". Although they loved Ye Chen in their hearts, they were informal and not so particular on the surface.
But this young man named Ning Zunshi was very polite and respected Ye Chen very much.
Because Ye Chen has the bloodline of reincarnation and is the real owner of this reincarnation cemetery.
Ning Zunshi said: "The heaven and earth are orderly, and there are differences between superior and inferior. Lord Tomb Master, you are in charge of the reincarnation of the heavens, so you are naturally the supreme existence. Xiaosheng will do his best to assist you."
Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. Ning Zunshi was a little uneasy about common sense. He was a little embarrassed and said: "Senior, you are too polite."
Ning Zunshi said: "Master Tomb Master, I used to be nicknamed Beiwu Purple Emperor. All the techniques I practiced had the phenomenon of purple energy. I mastered a Yaoguang Purple Technique, which is the Supreme Source Technique. , although it is far inferior to the legendary Nine Heavens Divine Art, it is also unique. This is the jade slip for practicing Yaoguang Zishu, please accept it, the owner of the tomb."
"Yao Guang Purple Technique?"
Ye Chen was slightly stunned and looked at the jade slip in front of him, but he didn't expect that Ning Zunshi, the Purple Emperor of Beiwu, would give him the most powerful spell as soon as they met.
This is the first time in history that a powerful person has been so polite.
However, the hundreds of people in the Samsara Cemetery have different temperaments and personalities, which is considered normal.
"I will accept the jade slip first, but I don't have time to practice now. I need to go back to the Blood Death Hell."
Ye Chen accepted the jade slip and prepared to return to the Blood Death Prison to reunite with the Blood God and others.
Beiwu Purple Emperor Ning Zunshi said again: "Master Tomb Owner, I wonder if you can go to the nearby Beiwu City first. I want to see my descendants."
Ye Chen said: "Bei Wucheng?"
Beiwu Purple Emperor said: "Exactly, I used to be a martial arts believer in the far north of the Heavenly Realm. There are tens of millions of believers who worship me. My clan is in Beiwu City, but I feel Yes, there seems to be a huge chaos in Beiwu City, so I want to go back and have a look."
Ye Chen frowned and said, "There is trouble in your clan, so you woke up?"
The Purple Emperor of Beiwu said: "Exactly!"
It turns out that the Purple Emperor Beiwu woke up this time because he felt a huge cause and effect. There seemed to be a shocking event in his clan!
Ye Chen heard the anxious and worried tone in Beiwu Purple Emperor's tone, and it was obvious that he was really afraid of the destruction of his clan.
"Okay, senior, I'll go to Beiwu City for a trip!"
Ye Chen pondered for a moment and then agreed.
Anyway, he was in the far north now, and Beiwu City was nearby. It was hard for him to refuse this powerful man being so polite.
