"Master, refine it first!"

Ding Ling see, quickly remind ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue also no longer hesitated, and put the peach wood sword into the dry cauldron.

As soon as the peach wood sword was shaped like a cauldron, it made a strange sound.

The voice was dry, like an old man.

"Shameless Protoss, how dare you deal with me with Tianfu! If you have the ability to let me go, I will fight you for 300 rounds! "

"Oh, I really don't have that ability, old man. You'd better be refined."

Ye Lingyue will not be fooled.

She has only one talisman. The ancient sword Zun is also very cunning. Once cheated, she may not be cheated the second time.

Inside the dry cauldron, the black and white tripod breath is constantly rolling, and the whole tripod is like a sea of clouds.

The ancient sword is in the dry cauldron, but it still does not give up. It keeps jumping from place to place, trying to escape.

However, the Qianding was firmly controlled in ye Lingyue's hands, and there was no place for it to escape.

After refining for half an hour, ye Lingyue even used a lot of ashes. In the dry cauldron, the ancient sword Zun was still crying.

It seems to have found that ye Lingyue has no way to refine it, and the clamor is more and more arrogant.

"Bah, I thought you were too much. It turned out that you were just a junior apprentice who had not yet formed a solid cauldron. You can't refine yourself after a hundred years of practice."

"Ding Ling? What's the matter? "

Ye Lingyue hasn't met any material that can't be refined yet. The other side is just a broken wooden sword, which is even more difficult to refine than Nirvana iron ore.

"Master, the ancient sword Zun is the existence of a super level artifact. The artifact of this level must be a solid tripod to be refined."

Ding Ling some guilty said.

Super quality artifact refers to the existence of higher level than high level artifact.

Ye Lingyue, such a small Fang Xian, is really unable to refine directly.

"But, master, you can try to refine it with refined blood. You have Xuanyin Shenyin seal in your body. Xuanyin blood can purify the evil things sealed

Ding Ling reminds way.

When he heard that ye Lingyue had the seal of Xuanyin God, the ancient sword Zun who had been clamoring for a long time in the tripod was startled, but immediately, it sneered coldly.

"Hum, don't boast. You think that ordinary blood of Xuanyin can purify the Buddha."

Gujian Zun doesn't believe how pure ye Lingyue's Xuanyin blood is. There has been no pure Xuanyin blood in the divine world for many years. The ordinary Xuanyin blood is of no use to this old monster which has absorbed the blood of countless children and girls.

"If it doesn't work, just try it."

Ye Lingyue immediately left the lost land, and the yuan God returned to his original body.

Take a look at Lu yinshuang, stiff and pale.

Look at that, nine times out of ten, I'll lie in bed for ten days and a half months as ye Lingyue did last time.

Ye Lingyue carries Lu yinshuang and goes back to his residence.

After setting up Lu yinshuang, ye Lingyue's divine consciousness moved and entered Hongmeng heaven.

As soon as she entered the Hongmeng sky, a drop of Yin Hong on her fingertip shot into the dry cauldron.

When the breath of blood diffused, the ancient sword Zun jumped in surprise.

It is bloodthirsty and lives by how much blood it has tasted.

This drop of blood is the most Yin to pure Xuanyin blood.

It's too late for Gu jianzun to regret.

As soon as the blood fell into the dry cauldron, the black and white tripod breath changed rapidly and turned into a blood mist.

The blood mist, waving its teeth and claws, pounced on the ancient sword Zun.

Gu jianzun gave out a groan of pain. A lot of black blood was dripping on the sword. It was like washing marrow and cutting bones. The body of the sword kept shaking.

With more and more black blood on the ancient sword Zun, wisps of soul came out of the ancient sword Zun.

Among those souls, there are innocent children, as well as the supernatural soldiers and generals who died under gujianzun.

Their souls were finally purified in the dry cauldron.

After several hours, the movement in the dry cauldron gradually subsided.

"Master, the ancient sword statue has been purified. You can try to control it. In addition, in the process of purification, because of a large number of ghosts, Yujing willow in Hongmeng sky has also grown a third willow branch. "

Ding Ling's voice is a little weak.

Ye Lingyue was a little surprised. She looked again and saw that the nine heavy jade net willow on one side was indeed pulling out another branch and leaf.

How many creatures did gujianzun kill.

Ye Lingyue sighed, and her divine sense moved slightly. She could only hear a "hum", and a pink sword light flew out of the dry cauldron.

It was an extremely beautiful sword. Its color was not the red peach wood sword ye Lingyue had seen earlier. After being purified by Ye Lingyue's dark blood, the body of the sword turned pink.Just like the color of peach blossom in March, the sword is only half the length of its arm. It is very small and suitable for women.

"Ancient sword Zun?"

Ye Lingyue asked softly.

"The old slave is here."

But the light of the sword flashed, and an old man with white hair appeared on the sword.

The old man with white hair and white beard, but the size of his thumb, wore a peach colored robe.

This is ye lingran's body?

"The old slave is the ancient sword Zun. Thank you for taking it in."

In the voice of gujianzun, there is no arrogant and domineering tone.

A drop of Xuanyin blood from ye Lingyue combined with Qianding, which overcame countless dead souls on it, and let its anger disappear completely. At this time, the ancient sword Zun looked like a kind old man.

Although gujianzun is also a bully in the tomb of Shura sword, in fact, it does not like to be imprisoned in the tomb.

At that time, it was forced by the divine army, suppressed by the elders of Fangxian League, and forced to stay in the lost continent.

Every day and night, he has to face the challenge of countless apprentices, Fang Xian. His life is boring, and his resentment is growing.

Ye Lingyue's surrender this time, though based on plunder, at least let gujianzun get rid of the bad luck of being trapped in the tomb of Shura sword.

After obtaining the ancient sword Zun, it means that ye Lingyue controls the whole Tomb of Shura sword.

It was only when ye Lingyue communicated with Gujian Zun that ye Lingyue found that, in addition to the magical skill of soul locking, the ancient sword Zun did not have many inheritance memories as it was written in the annals of Shura.

As for why there was such a fabrication in the records of Shura, gujianzun explained that it was not to hope that someone would come to save him and take him away from the tomb.

Ye Lingyue rolled her eyes weakly.

However, it's not useless to break through the tomb of Shura sword. At least she got the third God, and jiuchongyu Jingliu also gave birth to the second and third willow branches, not to mention, she also got countless sword evil spirits in the Shura sword tomb. No, after purification, they should be called sword spirits.

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