Yuxiang

Although separated by space barriers, the golden-eyed god emperor can no longer take back this bone palm, and it has been sealed by Murong Xianxian with the mountain and river cauldron, but it still trembles faintly when it falls into the hands of Tiangong, as if it may be possible at any time Fly away.

"What a strong will!"

The head of Tiangong couldn't help sighing, he didn't know what kind of treasure Murong Xianxian used to suppress this bone claw, but no matter what, it showed that Murong Xianxian was indeed extraordinary.

"Murong Xianxian, you are very lucky. The will of this bone hand has not been worn away. If you are willing to give up a wisp of spirit, I can refine it into a clone for you." The head of Tiangong looked at Murong Xianxian, wait for her to make a decision.

Even if it is an immortal, the damage to the body caused by a ray of divine soul is huge. It will be difficult to recover if it does not last for decades, but if it is refining a clone comparable to a top-level immortal weapon, that is another matter .

Murong Xianxian's soul is powerful, and although the forcibly divided strand of soul is also damaged, it is not as serious as imagined. According to Murong Xianxian's self-estimation, two months is enough to recover.

However, what surprised her even more was the strength of the Tiangong master. A spell hit the bone claw, and then an illusory figure was grabbed by the Tiangong master... This figure could not be seen clearly Murong Xianxian felt unusually familiar with the aura emanating from his body—it was quite similar to that golden-eyed god emperor.

This figure is the will of the Golden Eyed God Emperor left on the bone claws.However, this figure did not possess intelligence. Although it was tyrannical, it did not have much strength, so it was directly imprisoned by the head of Tiangong. One after another, Murong Xianxian and the remaining will of the golden-eyed god emperor merged together...In an instant, that figure appeared somewhat clear, and the aura it emitted was no longer so tyrannical.

At the moment when the two combined, Murong Xianxian suddenly felt that she was that figure, and that figure was herself, but it had nothing to do with her own cultivation.

The head of Tiangong let go of the confinement, and the figure suddenly rushed towards the bone claw.

"Okay! Murong Xianxian, prepare blood!"

With the loud shout of Tiangong Zhangzu, Murong Xianxian broke open his right index finger, and suddenly flicked it outward, five drops of immortal blood with surging immortal energy flew out from the finger, hanging in front of Tiangong Zhangzu.

"Murong Xianxian, swallow these five drops of immortal blood, and then I will fuse her with the bone claw and become its weapon spirit!"

As soon as the head of Tiangong's voice fell, Murong Xianxian's sub-spirit suddenly opened his mouth, devouring her blood essence...every time he swallowed a drop, this sub-soul would undergo an incredible change.

When the split soul devoured the first drop of blood essence, its body swelled dozens of times, almost reaching the main hall, and there was a strong death energy exuding from its body.

After swallowing the second drop, the body of the split soul became clearer, as if it was in essence, no different from flesh and blood.

After swallowing the third drop, the soul split began to shrink, and in an instant it became life-size, but its body was highly condensed, and it became a delicate-looking young girl with delicate features. She was dressed in a moon-white palace attire. Murong is slender.

After swallowing the fourth drop, the split soul changed again, and the strong death energy gradually became thinner, as if there was a feeling of "turning evil into good".

At the end, after swallowing the fifth drop of blood essence, the temperament of the split soul is even more ancient, the whole body is elegant, and the whole body exudes crystal clear and round precious light, and a white bone relic rises slowly from the center of the eyebrow, as if enveloping an endless world, The white light emitted from it no longer has any stench, but a kind of fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

"Okay! Turn evil into righteousness! Turn pure yin into pure yang! Obtain the law and become enlightened! Become a top-level fairy weapon!"

The head of Tiangong saw all this and knew that he had to grasp the fire, otherwise the success would fall short and blood would be wasted.Countless seal formulas rolled out in his hands, Murong Xianxian watched them intently.

Tiangong Zhangzuo is worthy of being a strong person in the Immortal Venerable Realm. The immortal power is so profound. With a slight movement of the finger, it is a formula. I don't know how many formulas have been typed in a short time. Countless runes are printed on the body of the soul, forming a magic formula. One by one large formations and endless restrictions.

"go"

The head of Tiangong used his magical powers to combine Murong Xianxian's soul and bone palm again, and then spewed out flames from his mouth, continuously forging, a powerful force was bred in it, and a peerless fairy artifact was faintly Make an appointment with Izumo.

Seeing Tiangong Zhangzuo's refining method, Murong Xianxian was amazed. This bone palm is in her or No. [-]'s hands. It is no problem to refine it into a fairy weapon, but it has to be refined into a top-level fairy weapon with growth potential. , but is currently powerless.In particular, Murong Xianxian also deeply memorized the technique of Tiangong's master craftsman refining in his mind, and suddenly he had a great understanding.

"What is a top-level fairy weapon? Only when it is fused with the laws of heaven and earth can it be qualified to be called a top-level fairy weapon. It can evolve into a treasure-level treasure according to the degree of integration with the laws of heaven and earth! Take a good look to understand, a For a top-level fairy artifact, the refiner must at least have the cultivation base of the fairy realm, otherwise not only will the successor be weak, but it will not be able to fill the fairy artifact's spirit to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth..." The head of Tiangong seemed to see what Murong Xianxian was thinking, While refining, he instructed Murong Xianxian.

At the same time, a large amount of material continuously flew out from his sleeve and merged into the bone palm, as if providing materials for promotion and transformation for this peerless fairy weapon.

Nine Earth Cold Marrow, Colorful Neon Iron, Ten Thousand Years Cold Jade, Vajra Meteorite... There are so many rare immortal materials, this time refining the Tiangong Palm Seat is really honest. It is rare, and some are collected from the sky outside the territory. Every material can be refined into a fairy weapon.

Especially that palm-sized cold marrow... this cold marrow contains an enormous amount of energy.Murong Xianxian knew that this was the Nine Earths Cold Essence recorded in the legend, which was very precious.Produced in extraterritorial space, it only needs a little bit the size of a thumb to develop a peerless supernatural power of the cold attribute.

One piece after another, fairy materials were smelted into the palm of the bone... After ten days and nights, the shape of the palm of the bone changed countless times. It keeps increasing.

"It's done!"

Murong Xianxian was watching the critical juncture, when suddenly the five fingers of Tiangong's palm grasped it, and the huge immortal energy from all around came together, and all of it was concentrated in the bone palm.

Boom!

The shape of the bone claws has changed again, forming a soul that is exactly the same as Murong Xianxian. The skirt fluttering like a fairy, a pair of black eyes, and the bone relic between the eyebrows all show a style of ancient times, but In the void, there were bursts of ghostly howling sounds.

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(Ashamed, I didn’t write these until now. I thought I could stick to it, but I couldn’t!) (~^~)