Chapter 2464

Time, like sand between fingers, passes silently.

In a flash, two years have passed.

Seven thousand and two hundred years have passed among the teachings of the Holy Son

In the middle of the valley, in front of Su Han, put some liquid full of strange flavor.

These are the liquid formed by his refining the materials of immortal utensils!

"Everything is ready, only the east wind..."

Su Han takes a deep breath and suddenly grabs the eight level blood crystal next to him.

With a wave of the palm of his hand, he directly threw the magic knife into the spirit liquid.

At the same time, the eight level blood crystal, without any hesitation, entered into the spirit liquid together with the magic Sabre Jiye.

"HISHI..."

Under the extremely high temperature, there is a hissing sound coming out, and there are countless white fog fuming.

It can be seen to the naked eye that the blade of Shendao Jiye is gradually melting and merging with the liquid.

However, it is a bloody light curtain made of eight level blood crystals, which protects the liquid melted by the magic knife at night from being swallowed up by the liquid of other immortal utensils.

The night of the divine sword is still the night of the sword.

What Su Han wants to do is to let the magic sword devour the immortal materials at night, instead of being devoured by the immortal materials!

The most complex refining process has passed, and the phagocytosis at this moment is not difficult.

In just ten years, many liquids were melted into the spirit liquid made by the night of the divine sword.

Next, what Su Han wants to do is Forge!

Re forge the Shendao Jiye, and thoroughly refine the liquid made of those immortal utensils, and completely match the magic Sabre Jiye!

This kind of forging takes a lot of energy of mind and cultivation. After all, Su Han is not really a fairyland, and has no combat power that can match the fairyland. Even if he has strong self-confidence, he has to be nervous and can't make any difference.

Fortunately, another 50 years later, the black body of the blade reappeared.

It's just that the mottled spots on the top are gone, as if all the impurities have been removed.

The whole blade is dark and even transparent.

Just like the immortal sword, the black inside is like a stream of liquid, which can flow with Su Han's waving.

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as like as two peas", the breath of the buzz from the top of the night of the magic knife is just the same as that of the small Ding made before Su Han.

This is just the smell of immortal utensils!

"Although it has reached the level of immortal, there is no real spirit in the end."

Su Han's palm turned, and he took out the small tripod: "like this small tripod, if there is a spirit, its power can be increased several times at least!"

The spirit is very important to any object.

Like people, if you don't have a soul, it's just a walking corpse, without any spirit.

"Before, I have been struggling with what kind of soul should I use as the tool spirit of the polar night."

Su Han said to himself: "in this lower star region, if you can get the soul of fairyland, it is naturally the best, but with my cultivation, I can't make the spirit of fairyland yield."

"If you use other souls as the spirit of the instrument It's not impossible, but its power is much smaller. With the improvement of my cultivation, it will be useless gradually, unless it is refined again. "

"But if it is refined for many times, it will lead to a greatly reduced degree of fit between the polar night and me, and the gain is not worth the loss."

Speaking of this, Su Han's eyes twinkle and his tone is slight.

"Fortunately, I went to the three emperors mountain this time!"

The palm of his hand turned, and immediately a young and weak soul appeared in his hand.

It's the Phoenix baby soul!!!

This spirit breath sometimes does not have, weak to the extreme, as if it may disappear at any time.

It must have suffered some serious injury before, which was found by the three emperors, placed in the storage ring, and then survived with self-cultivation.

At the moment, the phoenix soul is brought out by Su Han. Although it has been kept warm, it is obviously much worse than when storing the ring.

"In its current state, unless it can return to the Phoenix clan, otherwise, I am afraid only the holy land can save it."

Su Han showed a wry smile: "but the Phoenix clan itself is one of the ten major races in heaven and earth. My family is in the holy land. How can I possibly go there?"

Even if he really wanted to send the phoenix soul back, Su Han had more heart than strength.

This kind of rescue is really about saving!

There is also a way to save it, that is to put it into the sabre of the night, as the spirit of the night.

In that case, the night will not die, it will not die!

Moreover, with the growth of the polar night, the young soul of the Phoenix will gradually become powerful.No doubt, compared with Su Han, he still tends to the latter, which is the only way he can save the young soul of Phoenix.

But once it becomes an artifact, the young soul of Phoenix It is completely integrated with the polar night and will never come out again.

"This soul looks weak, but it is actually a Phoenix. Its strength can be called terror, and it is no worse than the real dragon."

"What's more, it just needs a place to survive. Otherwise, it won't last for many years even if I keep it warm."

Thinking of this, Su Han's eyes showed decisiveness.

"I hope the Phoenix people will not kill me when they know about this..."

After the words fell, Su Han didn't hesitate any longer, and he put the phoenix soul directly into the blade!

There is no obstacle, no struggle.

The young soul of the Phoenix, like seeing hope at the moment, not only did not struggle, but on its own, began to impact on the blade.

Polar night will not stop.

Therefore, the integration of the two can hardly be said to be smooth.

When the young soul of the Phoenix is completely integrated with the magic Sabre night --

"boom

A burst of breath suddenly passed from the blade.

This breath, directly turned into a storm, swept around, to expand the unknown distance.

Su Han quickly waved to disperse the storm.

He can feel that the polar night at this moment is much stronger than before.

When you look down, you can see that there is a colored shadow on the black blade, which appears from time to time.

It's the shadow of the young soul of Phoenix!

It seems to be in jubilation, also seems to be because can live, and feel happy.

The polar night is also constantly shaking, as if playing with the Phoenix baby soul. When the shadow of the Phoenix baby soul appears, the black liquid in it will immediately roll and hide it.

"Am I really the son of fortune?" Su Han showed a bitter smile.

Such as the Phoenix baby soul, this kind of treasure, is simply can not be met, but was given by oneself.

Moreover, it's time to upgrade the magic sabre!

"You are no longer a spirit tool. The name of the night should be changed."

Su Han looked at the blade for a long time, and then said, "from now on, I will call you" how about the broken Cang magic weapon? "

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