Chapter 509

Che Lingxian, President of the Yin Yang Masters Association, trembled with excitement and fell on his knees.

Unexpectedly, after living most of his life, he could still meet the legendary real master of Shenhai realm, and his excited lips were shaking.

God has eyes!

Nearby, an minhao, the general leader of the Dharma alliance, also knelt down, with tears of excitement.

He worked hard for most of his life to break through the shackles and ascend the legendary realm of Shenhai, but he failed to succeed.

Unexpectedly, if you see a real master of Shenhai realm today, even if you let him die immediately, there will be no complaint.

I heard that hick died.

When Mr. Yu an and others saw that the two big men knelt down, they also knelt down in fear.

After a long time, Li Xiaofan bathed in the blood of the flame centipede.

Instead of being stained with half blood and dirt, his body seemed to be bathed in divine light, just like a God coming down to earth.

Ouyang BEI'ER looked at the radiant Li Xiaofan and was fascinated. She couldn't help kneeling down.

Li Xiaofan stretched out his hand and lifted her with a gentle force.

The middle-aged man in charge of the army knelt on the ground, trembling and stammering.

"Forgive me for being stupid. I don't know the true face of immortal master Lushan. I've offended many times before. I hope immortal master can make atonement..."

Li Xiaofan stood with his hands down and didn't say anything. The cold murderous spirit on his body made everyone unable to lift their heads.

Nearby, Che Lingxian, President of the Yin Yang division association, turned black when he heard this. He raised his hand and slapped the guy to death. Blood splashed on the people around him, frightening a group of people trembling.

He did it on purpose for Li Xiaofan.

If the other party blames them, their Yin Yang teacher association can't afford it at all.

An minhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Dharma alliance did not offend the immortal master, otherwise, it would be a great disaster.

Li Xiaofan didn't blink. It was like crushing an ant to death.

Finally, his eyes fell on Che Lingxian and an minhao, and a divine sense was introduced into each other's mind.

"Give you two choices, either be my servant or die!"

Divine voice!

The other party is indeed a legendary expert in Shenhai realm.

Because only Shenhai realm experts can do this.

In fact, where did they know that Li Xiaofan used a special means to condense the sound into a divine sound line and pass it into each other's mind.

This is nothing in the fairy world.

Che Lingxian bit his teeth. So far, he had no other choice.

Mole ants still steal their lives, not to mention people.

"I will be your servant!"

"I'd like to."

Beside, an minhao said helplessly after a moment of hesitation.

Li Xiaofan knew that they would not accept it, and then he branded the two divine senses into their Dantian.

"This is my spiritual mark. Once you betray me, I promise that the end will be more miserable than death!"

"But soon you will be proud, because not everyone has such a chance."

"I'll go down and get the extraterritorial meteorite iron, and you two will guard here!"

With that, Li Xiaofan threw himself into the pit.

As expected.

There are a large number of extraterritorial meteorites in this deep pit, which is preliminarily estimated to be more than one meal.

The extraterritorial meteorite, which has been flying through the sky and rubbing through the atmosphere, has long removed the internal dross, leaving all the essence.

Li Xiaofan sat cross legged under the pit. As soon as he patted the storage bag, he saw a sword light flying out.

Although the sword light is incomplete, it is cold and shines through the dark pit.

"Luo Ziyan, didn't you say I can't refine flying sword? I'll refine it for you today!"

In the storage bag, Luo Ziyan sat cross legged. She had a cold temperament, held her snow-white neck high, snorted coldly and said with disdain.

"Hum, don't talk about you. Even my teacher doesn't dare to talk about you."

"I'll see later how you were badly hurt by the sword Qi!"

Li Xiaofan ignored her. As soon as his sleeve robe was thrown away, he saw a fire dragon flying out, directly sweeping up all the extraterritorial meteorites and burning.

Although Luo Ziyan was trapped in the storage bag, she could see everything that happened outside.

After seeing this scene, he sneered.

"Li Xiaofan, I know you are powerful and pedantic, but if you want to use this ordinary flame to refine extraterritorial meteorite iron, it's wishful thinking. It's impossible for a hundred years!"

In her opinion, this is just an ordinary flame. It is impossible to refine extraterritorial meteorite iron, let alone flying sword.

But how could she know that this was the true spirit fire produced by Li Xiaofan's own life aura. It was just refining a flying sword. It was nothing at all.

"Then open your eyes and see!" then Li Xiaofan whispered and waved his hands, and the fire increased. After a while, I saw that above the extraterritorial meteorite iron, drops of black dew like things began to float, condensing but not dispersing. This is the essence of essence extracted from meteorite, and it is the main material for refining low end instruments. Subsequently, Li Xiaofan patted the storage bag again, and more than a dozen materials flew out of it. Centennial wood core, cold iron essence, deep-sea ice crystal and so on. Eventually, these materials, together with the essence of meteorite, are integrated into the flying sword. Under the continuous calcination of the true spirit fire, the flying sword became more and more concise, the light was restrained, and the color gradually changed from the original black cyan to black gold, with a trace of purple gold on the blade. In this way, three days and three nights have passed. After refining, the flying sword even became smaller than before, about three feet and three inches. But the fierce sword power was more and more terrible. Li Xiaofan suddenly opened his eyes. The light in his pupils was shining. He stretched out his hand and pointed to a huge stone opposite. Hiss! The flying sword was like lightning and fell into it in an instant. The huge stone was cut in half on the spot, and its cross section was as smooth as a mirror. Inside the storage bag, Luo Ziyan's Apricot mouth opened in surprise after seeing this scene. She couldn't believe that the boy really succeeded in refining the flying sword. Even the master was not sure to do it, but this hairy boy did it. "Li Xiaofan, you're so young that you can't have such profound skills. You must be an old monster who gave up and reborn?" "otherwise, how can you succeed? You know, this sword spirit is left over by Honghua's grandmother thousands of years ago. Even Shenhai experts may not be sure to repair it." Li Xiaofan seemed not to hear her, Just stroked the flying sword and sighed with regret. "The grade is still too low. At best, it's just a middle-grade and top-grade magic weapon!" "although it's not in the market, it's OK to make do with it." magic weapons are divided into low-grade, middle-grade, top-grade and high-grade. Among them, each grade is divided into upper, middle and lower grades. In addition, there are higher-level King level magic tools. But on earth, top-grade magic tools are very rare, not to mention high-grade and King grade. Generally, they only appear in higher dimensional space. Luo Ziyan almost vomited blood. Shu mountain flying sword has been handed down for thousands of years. In your mouth, it has become a non-standard magic weapon. Luo Ziyan has never seen such a person who can pretend to force. It's shameless. But where would she know that what Li Xiaofan said was the truth. Before in the fairyland, even the king's magic tools could not enter Li Xiaofan's magic eye. "Hey, Li Xiaofan, I'm talking to you. I'm deaf." "I admit you have the ability, but no matter what you say, you can't compete with Shushan." "you never know how deep the inside story of Shushan is. In front of the mysterious Shushan, you're a little mole ant!" "you don't know how to die!" "noisy!" Li Xiaofan slapped Luo Ziyan's face in the air. On his delicate white face, five red palms were clearly printed. "Normally, I don't beat women." after that, Li Xiaofan jumped up and left the pit.