Chapter 1402: Refinery

The first thousand four hundred and two chapters refining

Top practice training ground.

The time has passed for more than 30 years. At this moment, there is a silver-white stick that floats in front of Ningqi. This silver stick is engraved with a special grain line, and even Ningqi, who is practicing on the first floor of the nine prison tempering, I can't see the mystery of these lines, which shows that Ning Qi's refining technique is far from reaching the level of refining the best.

Numerous fairy spirits surged out of Ningqi, wrapped in a dragon stick, and refining the remains of the fairy gods on it.

In the first year, the dragon stick is still incomparably dark, just like the garbage, there is no mystery, but as time goes by, the spirit of the spirit is continuously refining, the layer on the dragon stick Black rust peeled off a little, and its true face gradually appeared in front of Ningqi.

"There are a total of one hundred and eight heavy fairy bans on this, I have refining it to the 93rd weight, and soon after, I will be able to refine this thing..."

In the first layer of the nine prison tempering techniques, it is said that the grades of the spirits are divided according to the law of the imperial sect. The lowest quality of the lower spirits is also engraved with the ban on the three sacred spirits. They all contain tens of thousands of fairy spirits. After many times of scouring and refining, Ningqi can break through!

Eight years later.

When the last sacred ban was smelted by Ningqi, the Panlong sticks burst into a dazzling silver light, and the surging scent of the spirits rushed out of its body, as the clouds swallowed.

If there is a link, if you have a link with Ning Qi's heart on the Panlong stick, this dragon stick seems to be Ning Qi's third arm.

"rise!"

Ning Qi thought of a move, the dragon stick in front of him madly skyrocketed, straight into the sky, as if a pillar connected to heaven and earth!

"small!"

In the blink of an eye, the dragon stick became the size of a silver needle and floated in front of Ningqi.

“Is this not a golden hoop?”

Ning Qi has a strange face.

In the Journey to the West, Sun Wukong is holding such a big and small stick, smashing the heavenly court, and the dragon stick in front of Ningqi is similar to the wishful golden hoop stick depicted in it!

The mind was slightly moved, and the dragon stick was made into the size of an ordinary stick. Ning Qi stretched his hand and felt that he was sinking.

"This weight..."

A trace of amazement disappeared from Ning Qi's eyes. The weight of the dragon stick was beyond his expectation. Ning Qi's body was the emperor's law, and he practiced the prison dragon statue. The power is more than the ordinary monk. I don’t know how many times, even if it is a lift, it is a breeze.

But this dragon stick, even let him feel the meaning of ‘heavy’, showing its weight and the extent of horror.

"I don't know if a half-step meditator can bear this stick?"

Ning Qi's mouth evokes a hint of lightness, not mentioning the other mysterious parts of the dragon stick, the simple swing, the attack strength is afraid that the existence of the half-step creation level is not good.

“Hey! Congratulations to the host for the best of the best!”

"Panlong stick special effects: destroying the law, improving the speed of the host practice, and triple the damage bonus to the dragon (real dragon)."

"Break the law, is it a force to drop the 10th? Improve the speed of the host practice, this special effect is not bad, but the triple damage to the dragon is added to the brackets behind it, it is difficult to ..."

Ning Qi touched the chin, there is a real dragon, there must be a pseudo-dragon, the group represented by the small six, should be the real dragon, after all, its form is very different from the dragons here, it is the dragon head of the snake, here The dragons are a bit like a lizard with a pair of wings.

"All in all, regardless of whether the Panlong stick has a damage bonus to the fake dragon, this excellent spirit is very obvious to my combat power, and then with Yue Feng, perhaps as long as a stick, as for the fierce air..."

Ning Qi’s eyes showed a hint of anticipation.

The snake must be completely killed. If you want to shoot against the violent emptiness, you must kill it together with the sacred sages. The family behind them must be destroyed!

Ning Qi intentionally or unintentionally inspected the ghosts of the sages. In addition to being an elder of the ethereal ancestor, there is a very large family behind him, such as his creator, two and a half. There are more than a dozen people in the existence of the step-by-step level, and the billions of people in the family land!

Ning Qi's current strength, wanting to destroy these families, is far from enough.

So he still needs a little time, just a little!

When the mind is moving, the dragon stick becomes a silvery sap, which condenses on Ning Qi's wrist and becomes a wristband.

"it's your turn."

Ning Qi smiled slightly and reached out, and Jiuyun Shenling appeared in his hands. Perhaps he felt that the master had already cleared the door. This time, the movement of Jiuyun Shenling was very big, and it began to scream as soon as it appeared. The sound, the sound of the waves, went in all directions at an extremely fast speed.

"This speed is much faster than the speed of sound. Are you going to signal your master?"

Ning Qi smiled and took a picture of Jiuyun Shenling.

Jiuyun Shenling suddenly sounded like a bell, Ning Qi only felt that the chest was hit hard, the body shape could not help but back three steps.

“Do you like ringing?”

Ning Qi's face changed slightly, and the dragon stick appeared again in his hands, and the heavy screaming on the Jiuyun Shenling.

嗡~

With Jiuyun Shenling as the center, a loud noise with a strong lethality sounded instantly, the clouds in the sky were all scattered, and the mountains were swept away by the wind. The most central Ningqi suffered a percentage. The pressure of about eighty, but these pressures are all reduced by the dragon stick!

"This is the effect of breaking the law?"

Ning Qi’s eyes showed a hint of joy, and he could clearly feel that Panlong’s stick shared 99% of his damage from the body of Jiuyun’s bell!

"Let you ring!"

Ning Qi is another stick on the body of Jiuyun Shenling.

嗡~

"Resound!"

嗡~

"carry on!"

嗡~

With hundreds of strokes in a row, the sound of Jiuyun Shenling was once more boring than once, and weakened once more. In the end, even no sound could be made, and there were many dense lines on it, like being The crack that the disc dragon sticks out is like a special pattern with its own.

Ning Qi put away the dragon stick and patted it forward. Jiuyun Shenling did not ring again, but conveyed a feeling of fear.

"The bones of the bones, I know so, why should I have to knock on you more than a hundred times?"

Ning Qi seems to laugh and laugh, but his eyes flashed a hint of dignified color. Jiuyun Shenling can be knocked down by the dragon stick without any waste. Is this grade difficult to be the best?

Then he began to look at the ban on the nine Yunshen bell. Before the earliest, Ning Qi tried to refine a little, but the repair was limited, just a little bit of the corner.

This look, Ning Qi really found the mystery of Jiuyun Shenling!