Chapter 503: The weapon spirit takes action and refines the purple star fire

One month goes by in a blink of an eye.

In the Purple Pagoda, Li Changsheng woke up from seclusion.

"Madam, if this continues, Ziyang Glazed Pagoda may not be able to hold it for long. Anyway, let me go out and take a look!"

"Husband, be careful!"

Although Ye Ruxuan was worried, there was nothing she could do.

Li Changsheng nodded, and with a thought, he appeared in the Purple Domain.

In an instant, endless purple flames surged toward his body, so hot that his skin turned red.

With a thought in his mind, the Qianyang True Fire burned on the surface of his body, forming a protective shield to isolate the purple flame.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he felt that this purple fire seemed alive, as if it had consciousness.

"In that case!"

Li Changsheng directly dispersed the Qian Yang True Fire on his body surface, and started to use his internal skills. In an instant, a fire storm seemed to blow up on the spot, and endless purple flames surged toward him.

This purple flame was not only extremely hot, but also highly corrosive. Even Li Changsheng's face became painful, and his skin turned purple.

"ah!"

Li Changsheng sat cross-legged in the center of the flame storm and let out a shrill scream.

His clothes had long been burned to ashes, and the endless purple fire was burning his body, making him miserable. He felt as if his blood was about to evaporate.

However, he gritted his teeth and persisted. As time passed, you could see that his skin gradually turned purple-gold, as if coated with a thin film, and he gradually adapted to the burning of the purple fire.

At this moment, Li Changsheng suddenly discovered that the purple fire was becoming more and more turbulent, and the temperature was getting higher and higher. The endless purple fire riot caused the entire space to directly distort.

Immediately afterwards, a huge will filled the entire purple fire domain, and the purple flame began to spread and shrink toward the depths.

In an instant, the purple flames disappeared, replaced by a figure made of condensed purple flames. It was about a thousand feet tall, with a purple-gold body and rich purple eyes, like two purple suns, making people dare not look closely.

He stood high in the sky and looked down at Li Changsheng: "I, the True Lord Ziyan, who are you? How dare you absorb my power?"

Li Changsheng was shocked. He could clearly feel the opponent's extremely powerful pressure, and even breathing became difficult.

He opened his mouth and spat out, and the Qianyang Pearl flew out.

"Um!"

True Lord Ziyan frowned. He could feel that this broken bead was unusual, but he couldn't tell.

At this moment, a bright golden light was emitted from the Qianyang Pearl, hitting True Lord Ziyan directly.

"Um?"

True Lord Ziyan snorted, and with a wave of his hand, a wall of purple fire blocked in front of him, preventing the golden light from invading.

The golden light collided with the wall of fire, causing a violent roar that was deafening.

After the golden light and the wall of fire resisted each other for a moment, the golden light was finally defeated and was completely wiped out by the purple fire wall.

"Oh, sweetie!"

True Lord Zi Yan realized that this bead was not simple, and a big purple hand came out and grabbed the Qian Yang Bead.

"A flame transformed into spirit dares to attack me!"

An old voice sounded in the Qianyang Pearl, and then it suddenly struck towards True Lord Zi Yan.

Just when Zhenjun Ziyan wanted to stop him, his expression suddenly changed. He found a huge force of gravity coming towards him to suppress it, as if the bead in front of him was a big mountain.

"Boom!"

Without any surprise, True Lord Ziyan was directly smashed into pieces, and a large amount of purple fire flew everywhere.

But in just a moment, the purple flames gathered together again to form the figure of True Lord Ziyan, but his figure became much shorter.

He looked at Qian Yangzhu with a surprised look on his face: "This is impossible, how can there be a magic weapon in the lower world to give birth to a weapon spirit."

He just heard Qian Yangzhu talking and realized that this bead actually had a weapon spirit.

"Little Fire Spirit, please hand over your origin quickly!"

The Qianyang Pearl is exuding golden light, like an immortal treasure, mysterious and unpredictable.

"You are a magic weapon and I am a flame. We are the same kind."

Having said this, True Lord Ziyan glanced at Li Changsheng: "This person is only in the Nascent Soul stage, so what qualifications do he have to possess you? Follow me, and I promise to do my best to repair you."

Li Changsheng looked a little embarrassed when he heard this.

"You are even less worthy!"

After Qian Yangzhu finished speaking, he struck towards True Lord Ziyan again.

True Lord Ziyan could not resist at all, and was knocked to pieces again.

"Asshole!"

True Lord Zi Yan regained his figure, his aura was a little weak.

With a wave of his hand, a group of flame demon spirits attacked Li Changsheng, overwhelming the sky and blocking out the sun, making Li Changsheng's hair stand on end.

"Boy, let me show you the power of Qianyang True Fire!"

I saw the Qianyang Pearl suddenly emitting thousands of feet of golden light, and a golden flame emerged from the bead, sweeping towards the group of flame demon spirits like a tide.

Wherever the golden flame passed, the universe was turned upside down, the void twisted and trembled, and everything turned into nothingness.

Those demon spirits had no resistance at all and were destroyed by the golden flames in the blink of an eye.

True Lord Ziyan's face changed wildly, and before he could make any move, the Qianyang Pearl smashed it into pieces again, and then shot out a golden light to cover it.

Only a ball of purple liquid was left on the spot, squirming in the golden light, making bursts of sizzling sounds.

Li Changsheng stood aside and watched dumbfounded. He didn't expect Qianyang Pearl to be able to use Qianyang True Fire, but it seemed different from his Qianyang True Fire.

"Boy, what are you still standing there for? Come and refine it."

"Ah...!"

Li Changsheng came back to his senses and came to the purple liquid. He could feel that the purple liquid contained terrifying energy.

"Senior, what are you doing...?"

At this moment, Gan Yangzhu's light was restrained, and he found that the cracks on the surface of the bead were more serious, as if it had returned to the beginning.

Obviously, Gan Yangzhu also paid a huge price to subdue the purple star fire.

"No need to say more, refine it first!"

Gan Yangzhu made a weak voice.

"Thank you, senior!"

Li Changsheng didn't know what to say, and bowed to Gan Yangzhu to express his gratitude.

"No, no..."

The purple liquid kept squirming and made a sound of begging for mercy, but he was suppressed by Gan Yangzhu and had no way to do anything.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng first took a wisp of purple liquid and swallowed it into his mouth.

When the purple liquid entered his stomach, he felt as if his whole body was about to be ignited, and a burning pain spread throughout his body.

Li Changsheng gritted his teeth and began to practice his skills, trying to refine the purple liquid.

After a while, he exhaled, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he felt that his magic power had increased a lot.

He did not hesitate, this time he directly swallowed the purple liquid as thick as a finger and continued to refine it.

The purple liquid entered his stomach and immediately turned into boiling magma flowing all over his body.

This burning sensation was so terrible that Li Changsheng couldn't help but scream, his forehead veins bulged, his face twisted, he knew he was a little too arrogant.

After an hour, he finished refining.

This space became quiet, and as Li Changsheng continued to refine, the remaining purple liquid moved slower and slower until it stopped.