Chapter 6281: dragon hunting knife
In the refining room of Sanctuary City, the fire was raging, and Di Ping's eyes were beating. Terrible energy oscillated from time to time, and two groups of liquid, one black and one red, were approaching little by little.
The two groups of liquid looked at the silent suspension in the fire, as if there was no danger at all, but the flowing liquid contained a huge amount of energy like a volcano about to erupt.
"Fusion!"
Di Ping's eyes suddenly sank, his fingerprints changed suddenly, the Nine Dragons Fire Dragon roared, and the two groups of liquid collided together, as if they suddenly became active and became extremely violent.
hum!
A powerful wave rushed out, and the entire refining room shook.
Di Ping was engrossed, his eyes were condensed, and his handprints were constantly changing. The powerful power of the primordial spirit controlled the two globs of liquid, and they merged little by little. At this moment, the two globs of liquid seemed to collide like two giant beasts, roaring. , struggling, biting, and seeming to want to devour each other.
Every little bit of fusion is a wave of shock, and the fire becomes extremely unstable.
"I still want to fight against earning, the Nine Dragons will calm the soul, and the furnace will be condensed!"
Di Ping's eyes suddenly slammed, and the speed of the seal on his hand changed, as fast as lightning, the huge energy poured into the refining furnace, the dragon roared, and the golden light shot out from the eyes of the nine dragons bombarded the two groups of liquids. .
hum!
The refining furnace was shaken, and a powerful breath swayed out. The two groups of liquids instantly merged together, blazing like the sun, bursting with intense light, and even the flames in the refining furnace became dim.
"It's done!"
Di Ping's eyes flashed with joy, and then he hurriedly focused, his handprints changed, and he shouted in a deep voice:
"Shaping the tire!"
Immediately, in the refining furnace, a mass of gray-black liquid rapidly deformed, gradually condensing into a long-handled thick-backed knife shape, and the shape gradually stabilized under the fire of the Nine Dragons. .
And Di Ping looked at the table next to him, a glass bottle, in which a beast like a black dragon was swimming.
This is the bloodline of the beast, not only for refining bloodline pills, but also for refining tools. Weapons without bloodline beast souls are weapons without spirituality, just dead objects!
boom!
At this time, the seal of the bottle was opened, the bottle cap flew up, and the eyes of the dragon beast flashed with excitement, and shot out directly, but in the next instant, a powerful energy pulled it and flew into the refining furnace. .
As soon as the black dragon phantom entered the pill furnace, it became extremely frightened and wanted to escape, but at this moment, the nine-headed flame dragon stared at it from the sky, and the little beast let out a terrified whine.
"Xian Ling!"
Di Ping snorted, his eyes flashed two rays of light, the nine dragons chanted, and the golden light in his eyes shot towards the Chaos Flood Dragon, the Flood Dragon roared miserably, the vast and complex spirituality was eliminated, and after a while, the nine dragons stopped in the pupils. Shooting out golden light, the black flood dragon floated quietly in the pill furnace, swimming like a fish.
Di Ping became extremely careful, but his handprints changed constantly, as fast as lightning, shooting afterimages, the formations of the formations were changing, and the long knife and the black dragon were getting closer.
Suddenly Di Ping's eyes widened, and he shouted in a deep voice:
"Blood Qiling, let me melt!"
hold head high!
The black flood dragon let out a roar like a dragon's roar, and slammed into the sword.
hum!
The sword trembled, the sword was fierce, the flames in the entire refining furnace were shaking, and the nine dragons roared, stabilizing the flame, and the powerful flame was continuously sprayed on the sword.
I saw that on the sword, a phantom of a flood dragon gradually condensed, and the vibration of the sword was getting bigger and bigger, and the force of the sword was getting stronger and stronger, and the entire refining room was shaking.
"Knives done!"
Di Ping's eyes burst into light, and with a shot of the refining furnace, the pill furnace buzzed, the furnace cover flew up, a dragon roar shook the world, and a dazzling sword battle shot out.
A sword is like a dragon in the sky. In the entire refining room, a huge amount of vitality rushes towards the sword.
"Come!"
Di Ping snorted, stretched out his hand, and the war knife neighed and shot at him. The war knife was sharp as if it was going to kill Di Ping, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the primordial spirit was suddenly shocked, and the war knife suddenly let out a sound. The whine flew into Di Ping's hands, and the fiery heat didn't seem to be of any use to Di Ping.
"Yuan force tempering!"
Di Ping spewed out a mouthful of Yuan force, and the sword suddenly squeaked, like a burning iron plate encountering ice, the blade quickly became cold and turned into a black blade with a cold light flashing, and a blue dragon loomed on the blade, and the chill attacked. people.
Di Ping looked at the sword, his face could not hide his excitement. He retreated for 30 years again, and finally made it. He gently wiped the blade with his fingers and let out a soft moan, like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring.
"From today, you will be called the Black Flood Dragon Hunting Sabre!"
Di Ping looked at the sword and said slowly.
hold head high!
The war knife trembled, the sharp blade rose, and the void was split under the knife.
