Chapter 1411

Jiuyou dark iron flies into jiuzhuan alchemy furnace. A black light immediately rises from the furnace. The buzzing sound, like thunder, comes out of the furnace. It makes people scared.

Moye's eyes are shining on the Danlu. Looking down, there are many changes in the Danlu.

The liquid Jiuyou black iron seems to have life. It rotates ceaselessly. Like the earth, a ghost fire penetrates Jiuyou black iron. Before long, it has been integrated into the core area.

Moye witnessed the great power of the ghost fire with his own eyes. He was really shocked.

Tang Zheng glanced at him and said, "your main task is to find ways to integrate that soul into my sword."

Moye returned to his mind from shock, looked up at him, and urged, "don't talk nonsense."

Tang Zheng, hearing his words, silently urged his kung fu, and acted as quickly as he used to refine magic weapons.

The liquid Jiuyou dark iron stretches out its released strength and extends to the shape of a sword little by little.

However, things were not so easy, and unexpected changes took place immediately.

The dark side of the king of Tibet in the black ball broke out, like a cancer. It immediately blocked the nine hell dark iron, which made Tang Zheng unable to continue to stretch the nine hell dark iron.

There is no way to shape the sword.

"What about this?" Mo Ye has no choice but to ask Tang Zheng for help and look at him cautiously.

Tang Zheng smiled quietly and said with ease, "give it to me."

He recited scriptures, and a lotus flower flew out of his mouth.

The mouth is full of lotus flowers.

When Tang Zheng improved his accomplishments, his understanding of the local scriptures went up to a higher level, and his response to reciting the local Scriptures was quite different.

When he saw the golden lotus, moye was shocked. His heart said that there were too many ways for him, and the power of the lotus could not be underestimated.

He dare not neglect Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng naturally didn't know there was such an unexpected effect. He just wanted to suppress the dark side of the king of Tibet with the Scriptures.

Lotus is more powerful than that single Sanskrit. It quickly suppresses the dark side of the Tibetan king, and the blocked area is slowly cleared.

In a short time, the dark iron of Jiuyou was lengthened, and the prototype of the divine sword was formed.

Moye can't help but look at Tang Zheng twice. He can clearly feel the power of that soul. But Tang Zheng's mouth is full of lotus flowers, which can easily hold down the other party. This skill is really excellent.

That said, but the process is far from so simple. The dark side of the king of Tibet will surely return. Several people have this consensus.

Hiss!

A shrill cry, the dark side struggling, this sound is his voice.

The voice seems to have a fascinating magic power, which makes the heart flutter.

Moye's eyebrows wrinkled deeper.

He was too curious about the soul.

Generally, the soul is not so powerful.

Tang Zheng was awe inspiring and urged moye: "don't just look at it. Try to integrate soul and sword."

Moye took a look at him, tied his hands to the French seal, and recited words in his mouth. Although he was so close, Tang Zheng could not hear what was recited in his mouth.

But it must be some kind of secret.

The power will be revealed immediately. A ray of light will come out from his hands, attach to the nine dark iron, and penetrate step by step.

This light can penetrate into the dark iron of Jiuyou, which shows its great power.

"Well, it's interesting."

As soon as Tang Zheng's eyes lit up, he stared at the dark iron of Jiuyou, especially the light. The light came into contact with the dark side of the Tibetan king. The dark side was obviously very repelled, and the light was repelled in an instant.

Hiss!

Moye took a breath of cool air, as if shocked by the counterattack of the dark side, his eyes flickered for a while, and gradually became resolute.

He didn't say a word, he looked very serious, even gloomy.

Boom!

The light is close to the dark side again, but there is no direct confrontation this time. When it does not directly contact the dark side, the light stops, but rotates on its own. In an instant, a small whirlpool of stars appears.

Although Jiuyou dark iron is extremely dark, but the light is very dazzling in it, so Tang Zheng can see all this clearly.

The whirlpool seemed to have magic power, and the dark side was drawn straight to the black hole.

Tang Zheng and Li Xiaotian look at each other in surprise. They have seen the dark side, but they can't resist the whirlpool.

What is the way of the vortex?

Moye's smile is full of confidence. This is my exclusive weapon cultivation method. It's specially for the fusion of soul and magic weapon. It's just the soul's killer. How could it not help him.

Tang Zheng didn't see the specific doorway, but knew there was a little more hope, so he quickly gathered his mind, recited scriptures, and continued to suppress the dark side.

The pressure of both sides, the dark side is in the downwind immediately, and the high bulge of the bag also dissolves little by little.Against the light of moye, the dark side can be seen by naked eyes. It's a small strange light, like ink, but it's essentially different from Jiuyou dark iron.

As long as you look hard, you can see the difference between them.

"Take it!"

All of a sudden, moye roared, with a slight light all over his body. The whirlpool turned rapidly, faster and faster, and more and more attractive.

The dark side swished and was sucked in, as if it was about to be completely sucked into the vortex.

Suddenly, the dark side stopped, like an emergency brake, dangerously and dangerously stopped next to the vortex, only a little bit of it would be inhaled.

Moye's face fell into gloom with a shudder, which was beyond his expectation. In his original expectation, the dark side was successfully sucked into the vortex.

Tang Zheng looks as usual. After all, he knows that the dark side is so powerful that no matter what happens or what happens, he can't be too surprised.

Mo Ye clenched his teeth and worked harder with the dark side. He had boasted. If he failed halfway, it would be a shame.

He took a deep breath, and the light on his body became stronger and stronger. It seemed that he would work together to completely draw the dark side into the whirlpool.

This vortex is extraordinary, once the dark side is inhaled, it will complete the integration with the magic itself.

Because, this is the most critical point in the cultivation of weapons. This vortex is the bridge between soul and magic.

"Bold, dare to refine me, and want me to be an artifact."

A hysterical, chilling voice rose abruptly.

Tang Zheng's heart tightened. This is the voice of the dark side of the king of Tibet. He was forced to make a voice when he was forced to the last moment.

He was imprisoned by the dark iron of Jiuyou, suppressed by the underground scriptures, and under double pressure.

In such a case, he can still make a sound. In addition to his profound skill, another point is that he has consumed a lot of power.

This is the last moment of the voice, if not successful, it will never have a chance to voice.

The dark side knows that, so it has to.

The voice surprised moye and unconsciously relaxed. The dark side saw the right time and retreated quickly.

"Stop!"

Seeing this, Tang Zheng hurriedly shouted it out.

If the dark side really escapes, something big will happen.

Li Xiaotian knew this very well, and shouted, "stop him quickly."

Moye finally returned to God and asked loudly, "who is he?"

"I am the king of the earth. If you do this recklessly, you will suffer from the disaster of extinction and bear my outrage." The dark side continues to scare.

Moye's face changed again and again. It was hard to see the extreme.

"Who is the king of Tibetans?"

He didn't hear the name, but just from the scene, he could already judge that the king of Tibet was not an equal.

"You don't even know who I am?"

The dark side is very angry. There are people in the world who don't know his great reputation.

Tang Zheng is also stupefied for a moment, and then suddenly realizes.

It's not surprising that moye didn't know, because he was tens of thousands of years ago, when the king of Tibet probably didn't appear.

Even if it does, there is little understanding between the two worlds.

Moye's heart was frightened, but he was not frightened. His eyes became firm, and he snapped, "what about the king of the earth? I moye want to make a magic weapon. No one can stop me."

Shua!

He held out his finger and pointed it out to Jiuyou black iron. The blood flew out of the finger tip. It was very red. Poof fell on Jiuyou black iron.

At that time, a blood line appeared on the dark iron of Jiuyou, which changed constantly, and finally changed into a blood talisman.

The blood talisman is attached to the whirlpool. It flashes away. The light of the whirlpool increases greatly, and there is a trace of blood light in it.

"What did you do?"

The dark side screamed, but it didn't help. With a swish, it flew to the vortex, and there was no resistance anymore.

The shrieks became more and more intense, echoing in the chamber of secrets, as if they could pierce people's eardrums.

Li Xiao covers her ears with her hands consciously.

Tang Zheng frowned, and Yun Gong dissolved all this.

Moye's heart mentions his voice and eyes. It's a battle about his reputation. If he fails, he will have no face to say that he can make weapons.

Even, he will not have the courage to continue to practice.

Watching the dark side step by step close to the vortex, his heart almost jumped out.

Tang Zheng is a smart man. He immediately guessed the clue. This is the critical moment. Success or failure depends on it.

His breath was also rapid, and his eyes were firmly drawn to the scene.

Break!

"What do you want to do? Gather the sword quickly." Moye urges Tang Zheng.Tang Zheng wakes up like a dream. This is not the time to watch the excitement. He hurriedly urges his skill to control the jiuzhuan alchemy furnace. One silk of power acts on Jiuyou dark iron. He grinds and carves carefully step by step, gradually evolving from the prototype to the finished product.

There is no doubt that the process of refining this weapon is more difficult and significant than ever before, and he has learned more.

When he saw that the long sword was formed, the joy in his heart exploded like a bomb, melting into every cell of him, which was very pleasant.

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