Chapter 523： idea

On the top of the mountain, Ling Xian stepped on the town's magic monument and exhibited the impulse seal.

Suddenly, the power of refining emerged, and the seven demon lords in the monument bleed, and felt anguish.

For any demon in the world, the town magic monument is an absolute nemesis, and the refining power of this monument is the most feared thing of the devil. That kind of power can make it tormented like ants.

And the most terrible thing is the power of refining, which can make the demon gradually lose his cultivation, and finally become a pool of pus and blood, and the soul and spirit are destroyed!

The real spirits are gone, never live!

"what!"

Mozun yelled sternly. Even if his heart was as strong as iron, he could not bear the kind of torture and shouted, "Let me out, let me out!"

"Don't dream, I have given you a chance, but you are actually killing me. If I don't give you a lesson, it really is when I am a bully, Lingxian." Lingxian said lightly, without any trace on her face. The color of mercy.

Opportunity, he has already given Mozun, who is this person who does not know how to cherish?

"Ah, it hurts me!" Mozun was so anxious that his heart was full of regret.

He really regretted it. If he didn't make a shot, he should be outside now and enjoy the feeling of freedom. Instead of being sealed in the town magic monument again, suffering from the heartbreaking pain!

"I hate it! If you don't take the shot, you can get a new life, at most you only do three things for him. But now, not only is he sealed again, but he has to endure this intense pain!"

The demon is full of remorse and fear.

At this moment, he finally realized that Ling Xian didn't lie, he did have the ability to open the town's magic monument, and he also learned the refining method and seal!

"Remorse, unfortunately, it's too late." Ling Xian looked cold, knowing that she must give a profound lesson to the demon, otherwise, the demon would not easily yield.

Therefore, he printed his hands again, and used 50% of the refining method.

Suddenly, the town's magic monument shook slightly, and a hysterical scream pierced the clouds, which contained an unspeakable pain.

Refining power increased from 30% to 50% at the beginning. Of course, the demon is more and more painful. Because of his nature, it is difficult to bear the inhuman torture.

"Please, don't urge, I can't do it anymore." Mozun couldn't take it anymore, and he was able to persist until now because he had never received the power of refining.

At the moment, feeling the pain, he just persisted for a moment, then collapsed, and begged: "Please, please let me go, I promise to listen to you."

"Everyone listen to me?"

Ling Xian sneered at the corner of her mouth and said, "How credible are you in this sentence?"

"It's ten, I promise it is ten!" Mozun shouted, biting his teeth. "I can make a vow of heaven, as long as you let me go, I will listen to you!"

"No need, I have the town's magic monument, I can suppress you at any time." Ling Xian smiled slightly, knowing that the demon was already subdued.

Hearing that Mozun was not angry and happy, thinking that Ling Xian had promised to let himself out, and said in a hurry: "Okay, then let me out!"

"I didn't say to let you out."

Lingxian's mouth raised, although the demon was already soft, but for the sake of convenience in the future, he still intended to make the devil suffer more, keeping in mind today's lesson.

Therefore, he swung his sleeves and put the town's magic monument into a storage bag.

"Stay in there, when I'm in a good mood, I'll think about whether I should let you out."

The words fell, and the roar of the demon came from the town's monument, but unfortunately, he had been tortured by that kind of pain, and his speech was weak.

"He was killing me, but I still wanted to let me out easily. It was so whimsical." Ling Xian said with a raised mouth, "I'm not so bullying."

With that said, he lost his mind, isolated the town's magic monument, and was reluctant to listen to Mozun's scolding. Then, he floated down and came to Wang Yang and Lin Ying.

In mid-air, the utterly fierce sword has taken shape, exuding icy murderous intentions and glowing blood, making people shudder.

No doubt, this is a magic sword, and the process of evolution is also very suitable for monks to take advantage of the opportunity to realize.

This can be seen from the reactions of Wang Yang and Lin Ying. Half an hour has passed since the beginning of the time, and they are still immersed in Wudao and are unable to extricate themselves.

This means that the sword is suitable for them to realize, otherwise, they have already withdrawn from that strange realm.

"It seems that his decision was not wrong." Ling Xian smiled lightly, "If the two of them took this opportunity to break through the bottleneck, it would be considered a return to the town's magic monument."

Then he glanced at the power of the soul. The breath that issued them is gradually rising, the bottleneck, and a little break.

This means that they are about to break through.

"That's right, Sword Master is really suitable for monks to understand Kendo."

Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction and looked at the two people who were getting stronger, and said to herself: "The question of Jianfeng's inheritance is really strange, and you really need to understand Kendo to break through the level of Gongfa. If you ca n’t break through, then the practice will be Restricted, stagnant. "

"But overall, this tradition is very good, and it is suitable for monks who focus on swordsmanship."

A glimmer of expectation flashed in Ling Xianxing's eyes, saying: "It seems that I also need an opportunity to learn about the inheritance of Jianfeng. If possible, it is best to make the inheritance of Twelve Peaks a mathematical society, so that , Maybe he can create a stronger sword. "

I have to say that this idea is a bit whimsical.

Any kind of magical power in this world, even if it is just a small spell, was created after thousands of refinements. It requires not only a high level of wisdom, but also a deep understanding of Tiandi Avenue, otherwise, it is impossible to create it.

The inheritance of Wanjian Twelve Peaks are among the supernatural powers. It is extremely complicated in itself. It takes a lot of time to repair Chengdu, let alone combine them to create a stronger sword.

Since ancient times, Wan Jianzong's powerful dynasties have had this idea. I hope we can combine the twelve inheritances and create an unparalleled Dafa, but unfortunately, the power that has moved this idea has finally given up.

No way, that's too difficult. The inheritance of the Twelve Peaks is the great magical power. The method created on the basis of them, isn't it supreme magical power?

If you want to create a supreme magical power, it is as difficult as going to heaven!

However, if you dare not even think about it, how can it be done?

"Let's put this thing down, it's too far away from me, but this is a long-term goal for me." Ling Xian smiled slightly and turned her eyes to Wang Yang and Lin Ying.

As he moved his gaze, the two opened their eyes suddenly. Suddenly, a breath far more powerful than before was whistling, shaking the void.

That is the momentum that belongs to the mid-term of Dandan.

In other words, they succeeded.

With Lingxian's help, they finally reached Yunzhou's true Tianjiao standard and became a powerful mid-dandan!