Chapter 1412

Everything is ready, but the east wind.

After the long sword is formed, it's only the spirit.

If the weapon is spiritual, it must let the soul into the sword body.

The dark side of the Tibetans has been attracted to the edge of the vortex. The vortex is getting faster and faster. The dark side has no way to escape.

"I hate -" the dark side dragged a long ending, and could not struggle any more, was sucked into the vortex.

A mysterious force spread from the whirlpool to all around and quickly spread to every corner of the sword.

In a moment, the sword seemed to have spirituality and vitality. It was buzzing and trembling.

Tang Zheng's eyes brightened and he stared at the sword.

Moye also kept his eyes on the long sword and did the final work. The dark side had been fully integrated into the long sword and became a part of the long sword, that is, the spirit of the sword.

But it's not so easy to become a world-class warrior. There must be final steps.

He hesitated for a moment, as if wondering whether to proceed with the last step.

If Tang Zheng has this magic sword, his strength will increase greatly. He and he are still enemies. Should we do this to help the enemy?

He thought for a long time, and finally, he made a decision.

The ultimate pursuit of a weapon master for a magic weapon outweighs all thoughts in his heart. He decides to practice it.

Of course, if he wants to take it as his own, it is impossible at all, and if Tang Zheng is not a fool, he will definitely see through him.

In addition, he wanted to fight against the ghost of the Yellow Emperor. Without the cooperation of Tang Zheng, he could not.

Therefore, in any case, he should not try to cheat Tang Zheng and take the divine sword as his own.

This can only be cheaper for Tang Zheng.

He took a deep look at Tang Zheng and said, "take your blood as a guide, and finish the last step, and Shenjian will be successful."

Tang Zheng suddenly realized that he didn't have this step in the process of making weapons before. It turns out that blood is still useful.

Moye seemed to see his mind and said, "not everyone's blood is useful. Only the blood of the strong can fully stimulate the potential of the divine soldiers and make them reach the most perfect peak."

"I'm afraid you used your own blood when you made the sword." Tang Zheng asked thoughtfully.

Moye's eyes slightly changed, as if recalling the scene of that year, as if remembering the sword of the general, and his heart was full of regret and loss.

He took a deep breath and drew back his mind, focusing on the sword.

Tang Zheng has stretched out his finger, and a drop of blood comes out from the tip of his finger, like a snowflake, flying gently to the long sword.

This one is not a drop of ordinary blood, but a painstaking effort, just like the original Chiyou painstaking effort, which is very precious to Tang Zheng.

It takes painstaking effort to recognize the LORD with blood. Now he is guided by blood. Once the magic soldier is trained, it is not necessary to recognize the LORD with blood.

Because, when the Shenbing was completed, Tang Zheng was already its master. In the refining process, he completed the step of recognizing the master.

Just now, moye also contributed a drop of blood, which is quite different from that of Tang Zheng. He integrated blood into the whirlpool to stimulate the integration of soul and sword body. Moreover, it is just a drop of common blood, not hard work.

After painstaking efforts into the body of the sword, a sound of the sword sounded, and the body of the sword trembled more and more. It seemed that it was going to break away from the nine turn alchemy furnace and rise in the sky.

Jiuzhuan alchemy furnace rotates more severely, forming a strong stream, hovering on the long sword, and a stream of aura from the airflow, like a tornado, pouring into the sword.

On the furnace wall of jiuzhuan alchemy furnace, all kinds of birds, beasts, flowers, birds, plants and insects seem to have come alive and swam ceaselessly, as if they were going to fly out of the furnace.

The light of the Danlu is so brilliant that it makes the Danlu covered.

In an instant, even the body of the sword was covered by the dense Qi, and its true appearance was lost.

However, there is a feeling in the dark of Tang Zheng. Where the naked eye can't see, the long sword stops there, which is a very delicate feeling.

"This is the connection between me and it. If the refining process is over and I truly recognize the Lord's success with it, this feeling will be clearer."

Moye's attention is not here, but on the nine turn alchemy furnace. Although the furnace has been blocked by the dense air, it does not prevent him from staring at it.

He tut said: "eh, this furnace has refined the peerless soldiers, and even benefited a lot. He took the initiative to advance."

This immediately attracted Tang Zheng's attention. He turned around and asked, "what do you say?"

Moye looked at him meaningfully, his eyes were complicated, and he said with emotion, "you are really lucky. Not only are you going to get a peerless soldier, but also the Danlu will benefit from it."

"Nine turn alchemy furnace will be promoted?"

Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and was overjoyed.The level of his refining tools has not been greatly improved, a large part of the reason is that the grade of jiuzhuan alchemy furnace is limited.

Originally, jiuzhuan alchemy furnace was a heaven level magic weapon. After being destroyed, it was degraded too much. Tang Zheng managed to restore it a little bit, but it was still far from the highest level.

If jiuzhuan alchemy furnace is promoted, will he not be able to refine higher level magic weapons in the future, and his fighting capacity will be greatly increased.

At the thought of it, he was excited and asked, "what grade will it be promoted to?"

Moye said coldly, "how do I know? It depends on its own creation and your luck. "

"My luck has always been good," Tang Zheng said on a whim

Moye really wants to turn a blind eye at this conceited guy.

Whew!

Bursts of clear, but not sharp, or even give people a sharp sound of sword from the dense, shocking the soul.

Tang Zheng's heart felt more and more intense, which was the omen of the success of Shenbing. His attention immediately attracted to the sword from jiuzhuan alchemy furnace.

Although his eyes were still full of energy, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate it and see the peerless soldiers floating in the red furnace behind him.

A ray of light shines out from the dense air, overflowing with color, covering the light of jiuzhuan alchemy furnace itself.

The three were immediately attracted by the light.

"Is it going to succeed?"

Asked Li Xiaotian curiously.

No one answered him, because before they could answer, a fierce wind flew out of the dense air, cutting the dense air into many parts.

The sound of the sword became louder and louder. It seemed to be cheering. It seemed to be shouting.

The more intense the light, completely occupied the slit which was cut out, and shone on the three people.

Just looking at the light, it seems that you can also feel its ferocity, even a kind of Soul-catching power.

All of a sudden, Tang Zheng's pupils widened a circle, and his eyes were full of terrible light, because a voice sounded in his mind.

And he has only one idea - the magic soldier has become!