What a domineering Ling Yun!
Qin Fan couldn't help but be surprised. Just a trace of spiritual energy actually caused him to be slightly injured.
Immediately, Qin Fan became a little excited. With such a powerful spiritual power, if it is refined, his sword embryo will grow a lot.
"Then let's get started!"
Qin Fan's eyes were filled with cold light, shining like stars. He moved his hands, and an unknown fire emerged.
This flame is the natal essence fire formed by Qin Fan's natal essence, and can burn immortal weapons without damage.
Of course, if you want to refine the Demon King Sword, this is just an auxiliary method.
What really needs to be refined is the spiritual essence in the Demon King's sword.
Feeling the burning of the natal essence fire, although the Demon King Sword no longer has a deity, it is an immortal-level magic weapon with the ability to protect itself.
A black light completely enveloped the Demon King Sword, and the threat of the natal essence fire to it was immediately greatly reduced.
"It's now."
In fact, the natal essence fire is just to distract the Demon King Sword. Without the gods, the self-protection consciousness of the immortal weapon is still there. Direct refining will encounter the full resistance of the Demon King Sword's self-protection consciousness.
The Ten Thousand Sword Jue circulated, and a powerful traction force broke through the black light on the Demon King's sword, pulling out the spiritual essence in the sword.
Of course, this is just a small ray of spiritual energy. If there is more, Qin Fan will be worried that it will be burst.
The strategy he adopted was to eat away at the spirit of the Demon King Sword bit by bit.
boom!
There was a sudden loud noise in Qin Fan's mind, which almost made him lose his mind.
Even if there is only a trace of spiritual energy, it can have the power to shake the heaven and the earth. Fortunately, Qin Fan was well prepared. The natal sword bloomed with five colors of divine light, suppressing the trace of spiritual energy.
"It seems that the spiritual essence on this demon king's sword is more powerful than I imagined. After being completely refined, it will definitely help me break through to the realm of the human sword."
Qin Fan closed his eyes and began to refine the spiritual essence in his body.
At this moment, the Demon King's Sword was like a bundle of ropes. Qin Fan grabbed one end and slowly pulled it into his body, refining and nibbling it bit by bit.
This process is destined to be slow. Fortunately, everything is ready, so there is no danger.
Nalan Mingyue in the distance felt the aura on Qin Fan's body change from chaos to stability, and his hanging heart finally dropped.
"I wonder how long it will take him to refine this sword. How is the situation with the Iron Alliance? Are the people in the temple giving them trouble?"
Nalan Mingyue's beautiful face was covered with a layer of worry.
As the sun set and night fell, she stood on the highest mound dressed in white, quietly looking at the brightest star above her head.
That was the Great Wilderness Star, where she had been living.
Three thousand miles away, in the black demon king's hall.
Princess Qiong Fei, who couldn't hide her outstanding grace in a black robe, quietly stared at the scene in the void.
That picture was exactly where Qin Fan was.
"It seems that he is really capable and actually got the Demon King Sword. If that day comes, would you like to go back and take a look?"
She looked at the picture quietly, a little lost in thought.
After a while, she waved her jade hand, the screen disappeared, and an ancient bronze mirror fell into her hand from mid-air.
She turned around and walked slowly towards the darkness, complex thoughts revealed in her beautiful eyes.
In the darkness, a soft murmur came out: "It has been thousands of years. I am afraid that the ancestral land of Jiuzhou has long been changed and changed. Going back will only increase the sadness..."
The deserted city, this huge city like a sword hanging upside down.
At the highest point, stands a golden palace.
This palace is like a tube tower, reaching into the sky, filled with sacred atmosphere.
clang!
Every morning and evening, there will be a bell ringing. The melodious bells can be heard in every corner of the deserted city, and everyone can hear it clearly.
Whether it is a monk who has gone through a day of killing, or an ordinary person who has worked hard for a day, the moment he hears the bell, it is like a clear spring rushing into the body, washing away the dirt of the day, and cleansing the soul.
This is the most sacred place of the human race, the Hall of the Human Emperor.
On weekdays, there is only one old man responsible for guarding and cleaning the Human Emperor Hall.
This is a very ordinary old man. Both his sons died in the battle with the demon clan, leaving him alone in this world.
Although he was helpless, there was a pure land in his soul, and that pure land was the Palace of the Human Emperor.
The night was as cool as water, the autumn wind was bleak, a gust of wind blew by, and a few leaves fell.
The old man was carrying a broom made of rattan, hunched over, cleaning up the fallen leaves, and walked towards the gate of the Human Emperor's Palace.
His legs and feet seemed to be in poor condition, so he walked a few steps with difficulty and sat on the stone steps in front of the gate, staring at the endless starry sky with his muddy old eyes.
"Oh, Your Majesty the Human Emperor, I'm afraid my old bones won't last a few more years."
"It has been thousands of years since our ancestors came here. Do you think we still have a chance to return to our ancestral land to take a look?"
"When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that the ancestral land of Kyushu is our true root! Although it is nice here, it always feels like something is missing."
"Haha, I'm getting old. When this person gets old, he likes to miss the past. They all say fallen leaves return to their roots, so I just made a few complaints. Don't be offended by His Majesty, the Human Emperor."
Suddenly a strong wind blew up, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The old man stood up tremblingly and walked into the gate of the Human Emperor's Palace: "It's cold, and I don't know if my two children have cotton-padded clothes over there..."
He muttered, unable to hear the rest of his words clearly, and quickly entered the hall.
However, when he entered the hall, he was suddenly stunned.
Normally no one would come here at this time, but eight old men in black robes appeared in front of them.
They all looked very ordinary, but the black robes they wore were spotless. He felt that if he was given a black robe like that, he would look like their kind if he stood with these eight people.
"Old fellows, you are here to pay homage to His Majesty the Human Emperor. It's too late today. Come back tomorrow!"
The old man said, preparing to close the door.
One of the old men stretched out his finger and pointed at the old man.
puff!
A splash of blood spattered, and the old man's head was pierced by a force, and he slowly fell down, leaving only the two doors that were about to close.
boom!
The old man who took action waved his hand again, and the door closed with a dull sound.
"I remember the last time the nine of us got together, it was the last battle against the demon clan. It has been two thousand years now."
"It's a pity that there are only eight of us now."
Another old man said: "In a few hundred years, we will all be gone. Even if we get another elixir, it will be useless."
Another old man said: "If you want to continue your life, you can only return to your ancestral land to find opportunities. Although this ancient star can survive, it is too young and cannot breed any rare treasures."
"Lao Qi is dead, and the person who killed him was a young man. The young man was accompanied by the remnants of the Qi Shen Sect, and now they have escaped from the wilderness."
These old men were talking to each other, and if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to tell who was talking.
"We should catch that young man as soon as possible. If he uses the Nuwa Stone to leave, we will have no hope of returning to our ancestral land."
"Don't worry, Nuwa Stone has been sealed by Emperor Jun, so it has no effect for the time being. Let's first issue the Human Emperor's order to arrest him in all ancient stars."
"good!"
