Vol 2 Chapter 2474: bet

Qin Shuang threw Linglong Sword, and the Linglong Sword was inserted in front of Hongyu. Qin Shuang calmly said:

"The predecessor said that this is your demon tribe treasure. It must be suitable for demon refining. The junior had refined the sword. It took a total of three days. The predecessor was Xianzun. When not so long. The junior gave the senior two quarters How is it? As long as the predecessor refines the sword within two quarters of an hour, it proves that the sword is a demon treasure, and naturally it is yours. If you cannot refine it, you must declare in public that the sword is a junior. "

"Two quarters of an hour?" Hongyan looked disdainful.

"What? Two quarters are not enough? Three quarters?" Qin Shuang said lightly.

The other Xianzun faces showed playfulness. This is a junior to bet against Xianzun. And there was a little disdain between those looks.

A monster clan Xianzun laughed: "Human race, you are so brave. You dare to bet against Xianzun. Not to mention two quarters, it is half a quarter, Xianzun can be refined."

Passing a sigh: "Girl, you think of Xianzun simple. Also, you are just a fairy emperor and you don't know the power of Xianzun. Refining Xianbao is difficult for you, but for Xianzun , That is, a few breaths, you ... um ... "

A glimmer of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the Demon Fairy: "Human races are so stupid!"

Hongyu shed his mysterious knowledge, shrouded the Linglong sword, and penetrated into the Linglong sword. He wanted to find the sword spirit of the Linglong sword and then refine it.

Today, Yang Linglong has completely recovered. She was once Tianzun, and now the Yuanshen in Linglong sword is Tianzun realm. Yang Linglong looked cold, and twitched.

Changes appear in the Linglong Sword. There are layers of bans, but the layers of bans are tiny swirls. As soon as Hong Xuan's mysticism had penetrated, he felt the strong suction appeared from countless tiny swirls, sucking his mysticism into the swirls.

Dignified, in the whole fairyland, that is also standing on the top level. What's more, he is a nine-level deity. In his opinion, an immortal treasure can be refined instantly.

not to mention……

Qin Shuang can be refined, and Qin Shuang is just an immortal.

"Suck me?" Hongyu felt the suction and sneered in his heart. A small instrumental spirit dared to absorb his own knowledge. He just took this opportunity to find that instrumental spirit.

"Since you want to suck, that deity will give you enough."

"Om ..."

The mysticism of the red lotus is like pouring into the depths of the Linglong sword like the river of the Yangtze River. In his opinion, those forbidden vortexes will be smashed by himself, drive straight in, and directly find the instrumental spirit.

However, he found that the tiny vortex had not been broken by him, as if he had not received the impact of his mystery at all. Instead, his knowledge was absorbed by Madness.

"So violently absorbed, what did that Terran girl find the instrumental spirit, and refine the instrumental spirit?"

Hung Hom's scalp was numb at this time, and his mysterious knowledge in the sea was drawn in a frantic manner. This was no longer his active infusion, but passively being drawn by Linglong Sword.

But he was not reconciled. An immortal emperor of the human race can refine the exquisite sword. Why can't he?

As long as Qi Ling is found, he can easily erase Qin Shuang's imprint and refine the exquisite sword.

"Look at you, or am I?"

He was even more crazy to charge mysterious knowledge into Linglong Sword. He didn't believe that the instrument spirit could be stronger than himself. Instrumental spirits are bluffing and frightening themselves.

As time passed, red sweat began to ooze from the forehead of Hung Hom. His mysterious knowledge continued to diminish, like a stream of returning to the ancestors, poured into the exquisite sword.

He knew that he could **** the Linglong sword with his strength, and even slap dead piano. However, if this sword cannot be refined, what use is it to steal it?

and……

The most important thing is that this exquisite sword not only cannot be refined, but also absorbs mystery ...

"Senior, it's a quarter of an hour!" Qin Shuang, who was opposite, suddenly said.

The cold sweat on Hung Ho's forehead was urged by Qin Shuang on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had not found any instrumental spirit, but was absorbed a lot of mystery.

"Buzz ..."

Linglong Sword is still absorbing his mysticism in a frantic manner. For nearly two quarters of an hour, his mysticism was even absorbed by Linglong Sword by 40%.

"Senior, it's two quarters in ten minutes."

If the red noodles were ashes, they wanted to recover their knowledge. Then his complexion changed, and he found that he could not recover his own metaphysics, and that metaphysics in the sea was continuously absorbed by Linglong Sword.

Where is this fairy sword? It is clearly an evil sword.

"boom!"

He decisively disconnected his mystery, and his expression turned pale. His 40% mysticism was devoured by Linglong Sword in this way. He looked at Linglong Sword with a hint of dread.

Taking a deep breath, looking at Qin Shuang coldly, "You won! This sword is yours."

Around him was horrified, dozens of immortals looked at each other.

Dignified fairy, even conceded to a little fairy emperor?

Even if you can't refine it temporarily, you can grab it!

Will you give up?

This is to say, who would believe it?

The faces of Xianzun are full of doubts and puzzlements. The demon Xianzun who spoke before strode forward:

"Live at the refiner!"

As soon as Qin Shuang was thinking, the exquisite sword turned into a streamer, radiated towards Qin Shuang, and Qin Shuang grabbed it. Looking towards Hung Hom:

"Senior, you just said, this sword is from a younger generation."

His face was red, and at this time he also reacted. At first, he didn't care about Linglong sword, so he agreed to Qin Shuang. But he lost, and he said in public that the sword was Qin Shuang. At this time, there is Xianzun to win the sword ...

He really didn't want to care, even thinking that Qin Shuang was killed.

However, when the Demon Fairy Zun came out at this time, he was hitting his face.

Everyone has a face, not to mention Xianzun?

The red face looked cold, staring directly at the Demon Fairy: "I said that the sword belongs to that human race."

"You said that the human race is the human race?" The demon Fairy Zunzhuang didn't care: "You just said that the sword belongs to your demon race. What's the last?"

"Qin Shuang!" Yang Linglong's voice suddenly sounded in Qin Shuang's knowledge of the sea: "Find a way to let them all refine."

"Why?" Qin Shuang was startled.

"I need mysterious power."

"Isn't Senior Xu helping you recover?"

"It's just restored, but the power of mystery hasn't fully recovered."

Qin Shuang remembered the Gorefiend: "What to do if it is contaminated?"

"As long as they are not blood monsters, these demons and demons are fine."

At this moment, the red owl and that demon fairy respect are facing each other. Qin Shuang suddenly said:

"Seniors! Everyone can come to refine this sword. For fairness, the time is also two quarters. Who can refine this sword is who it is. But if it cannot be refined, you need to speak publicly, this handle The sword is of a younger age. "

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Thanks a lot for the wind james (200) and seaphay (100) for the reward!

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