Sword Master Ling Tian

"Well, tell me, how do we cooperate?"

Hellya immediately agreed, and he suddenly smelled an extraordinary breath from Ling Tian's body. It seemed that he was in the upper realm, where he had smelled it.

This lower realm does not necessarily have to come down without the perverts of the upper realm, perhaps, it is really possible to restore his original strength.

"Simple, your body is not good anymore. I'll give you another one. You are still an instrumental soul and fight alongside me. Isn't that excessive?"

"No problem! It's a pity that this hell-suppressing soul stick is ruined by the shamisen real fire, otherwise, I can help you sweep this world with this stick!"

Hellya nodded and agreed.

"In that case, let's start!"

Ling Tian didn't care about the Hell Soul Suppression Cudgel, even if it used to be a divine tool, it was still scrap at this time.

"By the way, don't call **** 犼 in the future. I think you seem to have been burned by the samādhi real fire. It seems that you have a chance and have the power of fire attributes. From now on, you will be called Hell Yan犼! The nickname is Laohou! "

"Prison Yanyan? Lao Hou? Why do you feel weird, nothing, I'm sleepy, do whatever you want! Hurry up!"

Prison Yanyan shook his huge head, squatted in the corner, and began to fall asleep.

Ling Tian smiled helplessly. He didn't expect the stuff in the fire stick to be such a strange flower.

He sat down cross-legged again, took out the six-yao stove and a bunch of materials from the ring, and began to prepare a body for Hellyanyi.

Today, Ling Tian has some ground-level materials in his hands, but the best ground-level materials that can be used to refine sticks, except for the cinnabar copper essence, there are no more.

This kind of thing is not the same as the sky-level material.

Because the best ground-level weapons, even super-level weapons, are extremely rare in the entire ground-level weapons, and the materials for refining these weapons are even more difficult to find than ordinary heaven-level materials.

Therefore, on the market, the best ground-level weapons are all valuable and non-marketable. After all, weapons of this level are in the hands of juniors in the golden body realm, but they are invincible in the same realm.

After taking out the Bingcui brand and checking it, Ling Tian found several fairly good top-grade ground-level materials, but they were all ridiculously expensive, and Ling Tian had no contribution value to change.

After thinking about it, Ling Tian's eyes lit up, he walked out of the Four Elephant Pagoda, touched the ring in his hand, and the next moment, a huge blood-gold pillar was taken out by Ling Tian.

This bead is very big, and it is still covered with bloodshot eyes.

This is the Lihuo blood gold that Ling Tian brought back from the Barbarian tribe.

It not only possesses the powerful fire energy, but also the weight and sharpness of this gold element. However, it is unknown how many years this blood gold has been sacrificed by a strange tribe. The entire material has been contaminated by the blood and blood soul of the barbarian. Ling Tian used the essence of fire for a whole year, but now, it has only purified a short section, which is less than a foot long, and this is only one percent of the entire column.

At this time, Ling Tian had an idea, that is, to use this Lihuo Blood Gold as the stick body of Hell Yanzhen.

Although this sounds nonsense.

Lihuo Blood Gold is a small fairy material, a material for refining super-extreme kingly swords, and it is impossible to use such materials to refining earth tools.

But Ling Tian had his own ideas.

First, this Lihuo blood gold is not pure at all, even if Ling Tian's essence is a little bit, but with his current ability, it is impossible to refine Lihuo blood gold.

In other words, such a large pillar is actually similar to ore, and the Lihuo blood gold that can be used to refine the king's sword may be left as big as a fist after refining.

Therefore, Ling Tian wanted to give it a try, using this impure Lihuo blood gold to try to refine the earthenware.

It doesn't require it to be so pure, just take its power from the fire and the thickness of blood and gold.

However, looking at the huge blood-gold pillar in front of him, Ling Tian was in trouble.

He seems to be unable to cut off this **** gold!

In his hands, all the things in his hands seem not to be of high rank from the fire blood gold.

This can hardly break Ling Tian.

"Is it possible to use fire to fuse it every day?"

Ling Tian sat on the steps, scratching his head and thinking hard.

"Hehe, the material is good material, let me come!"

At this time, Tao Yaoyao's room opened, and Princess Pingyang and Tao Yaoyao walked out holding hands, and the former stepped forward with a sword in his left hand.

When Ling Tian came out of Princess Pingyang, his eyes fell directly on the sword.

This is an occupational disease, Ling Tian can tell at a glance, this sword is no small matter.

In fact, it is absolutely tyrannical to imitate the Tai'a sword in Chen Xuanling's hands, at least far better than the king's sword.

"The eldest princess...then, it's hard work."

Ling Tian quickly stood up.

"Hehe, it's nothing, my Qingsuo may not have been unsheathed for a long time. This material, it seems, is worth cutting."

Princess Pingyang said, she drew out the sword in her hand, and within a short time, a blue light flashed in front of Ling Tian's eyes. Ling Tian could not help but narrow her eyes, and she took a breath.

This sword is the fairy sword Qingsuo!

Even if the sword soul of this sword was not summoned, Ling Tian still clearly felt the power of this sword. At least, the Rainbow Sword in his own hand was already trembling.

This Qingsuo should be an emperor's sword at the same level as Tai'a, but the former followed the eldest princess and slept in the ice coffin for thousands of years.

"Just cut it from here, right?"

Princess Pingyang pointed at the blood-gold pillar with a sword. Seeing Ling Tian nodded, she cut down with a sword.

Cang!

With a crisp sound, sparks splashed all over, in Ling Tian's eyes, the toughness of Lihuo's blood and gold was directly cut apart by the Qing Cable Sword.

Ling Tian stepped forward and found that the incision was smooth and smooth. This Qingsuo sword looked like cutting mud!

"Thanks to the princess, this sword is really a good sword!"

Ling Tian bowed his hands.

"Hehe, the sword is good, but it's not as good as my emperor brother's Tai'a."

Princess Pingyang returned the sword into its sheath, shook her head with a wry smile, and returned to the room.

Tao Yaoyao shrugged, "Silly Lingtian, I have enough of this, let's give it to you!"

She stuffed the fire spirit jade to Ling Tianshouli.

"Why, you don't have to. I want her to be useless, so let her become a butterfly in Taoyuan."

Ling Tian glanced at the fire spirit jade in his hand.

"Forget it, this Nirvana Spirit Butterfly has a bad temper. Then I will fight the Phantom Sting Bees again. I'm afraid she will be killed. You give it to others as a personal affection. It's not bad."

Tao Yaoyao shrugged and left.

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows, put away the fire spirit jade, picked up the thunder fire blood gold that was chopped off, and entered the house.

At this time, Hell Yanyan in the room was already asleep, as if thunder could not move.

Ignoring this weird flower, Ling Tian closed his eyes, and re-remembered all the stick refining methods in the ancient music forging soldiers. After breaking through all refining barriers, the Eight Desolate Lei Yi was released and poured into the Six Ding. Melting the blood from the fire.