Big Devil: Starting from refining flying zombies

Chapter 281 Forging the Magic Soldier of Fortune
Tianlan Continent, Cangwu Giant City, in the Spring Water Garden.

Liang Xiao raised his hand and placed it between his eyebrows.

I saw a flash of light, and the Martial God clone in a white cloak appeared in front of him.

This Martial God clone is exactly the same as Liang Xiao except for the different aura it exudes and the different attire.

The two stood opposite each other in the courtyard, and the scene was indescribably strange.

Athena came over with tea in hand.

Seeing this scene, he was only slightly startled, then he understood the situation and walked behind Liang Xiao to serve him.

But Pandora is not that smart.

She had a worn body bag in her mouth, and the expression on her face looked very tangled.

Because she had always identified Liang Xiao based on spiritual connections, supplemented by naked eye observation and nose sniffing at most.

But now there are two identical spiritual connections on the court, two Liang Xiaos who look and smell exactly the same.

This immediately made the little zombie's brain run out.

"Pandora, why do I feel that you have become more and more stupid in recent years? Are you disabled by me?"

Liang Xiao rarely felt a little worried.

He patted his head and went through many corpse-raising theories in a very short period of time.

I was wondering if I should find some fresh brains to supplement the little zombie.

But now Liang Xiao has a more important thing to do, which is to completely build the Demonic Soldier of Good Luck.

I saw the Martial God's clone walking forward with the pace of a dragon and a tiger.

Opening his palm, there were three colorful sword coins shining brightly in the sun.

"let's start!"

Liang Xiao breathed out gently.

He took the hard-earned colorful knife coin from the clone's hand, and then took out the blood training magic gun and placed it horizontally in front of him.

Whoa!

Liang Xiao's five fingers were entangled with magic power, and with a fierce grip, he crushed the colorful sword coins into thousands of stars and scattered them on the gun body.

hum! ! !
On top of the blood training magic gun, there is a supreme magic circle containing the luck magic weapon seal, which will instinctively absorb the power of luck.

At this moment, with the infusion of majestic power of luck, the entire magic weapon began to glow, buzzing and vibrating.

This kind of scene gives people a very strange feeling.

It's like a dead thing is slowly coming to life, coming back to life and turning into an alternative creature.

"Spirituality, this is the gathering and sublimation of spirituality, transforming into an instrument spirit."

"As expected of the Demonic Weapon of Fortune, after it is forged, it will at least be a Taoist weapon at the beginning!"

Liang Xiao's eyes glowed slightly, as if he had seen through some strange changes that had occurred in the Blood Demonic Spear.

Until half an hour later.

The blood training magic gun swallowed up all the luck contained in the three colorful sword coins, and fell into silence briefly.

Liang Xiao slowly let go of the Blood Training Demonic Spear, took two steps back, and let it float in the courtyard.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and couldn't help but look up at the sky.

However, he saw that above the sky, the calamity clouds were like a cover, covering more than [-] miles, and there were wild thunder snakes intertwined into a web, coming with a terrifying aura.

"The birth of this treasure can actually cause a thunder calamity of eight hundred miles?!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Liang Xiao's eyes, because there was a thunderstorm coming, which meant that the Fortune Demon Soldier had been created.

You must know that the Taoist tools will become Taoist tools if you gain the Taoism, and the golden elixir will be forged if you gain Taoism with the cultivators.

Under the communion of heaven and earth.

The treatment received is the same and there is not much difference between the two.

However, cultivators have hands and feet, know formations, can control many treasures, and know how to avoid death and prolong life.

And even if the magic weapon has that opportunity, it can be channeled.

However, it is impossible to resist the thunder calamity like a living cultivator, and can only rely on the material and characteristics of the body to resist.

In the world of cultivation, there are many magical tools that have been enshrined in famous mountains and ancient temples for thousands of years and have achieved spiritual enlightenment.

But there are still very few who truly transform into Taoist tools.

This is all because nearly [-]% of the Taoist magic weapons will be destroyed by the thunder catastrophe of heaven and earth, resulting in the spiritual collapse and the body turning into ashes.

"The blood-trained magic gun has a profound foundation, and the heel is a fierce ghost with a trace of immortal rules."

"Later, I was blessed by the supreme formation of the Lucky Demon Weapon Seal, and absorbed the luck of more than 300 geniuses."

"Thunder tribulation cannot destroy it, it can only help it refine and sublimate!"

Liang Xiao took a look at the courtyard where he had lived for many years and felt that it was not appropriate for the thunder disaster to come here.

So he raised his hand and took the blood training magic gun into his hand.

Then he used the power of the ghost realm, brought Athena and Pandora with him, and within a dozen breaths, moved directly to the depths of a barren mountain range outside the city.

"Go!"

Liang Xiao took two of his men and stood at the top of a hill.

Then he weighed the blood magic gun.

With a flick of his wrist, the magic gun turned into a misty white shadow and was nailed to a solitary cliff.

The eight-hundred-mile thunder catastrophe was almost as powerful as when Liang Xiao broke through the golden elixir.

As soon as I saw it, the thunder intertwined, as if it had liquefied, turning into a bright and dazzling silver sea of ​​thunder.

These thunders pour in from the gaps in the mountain peaks and valleys.

Everything in its path was destroyed. Even the rocks could not withstand the violent power and became scorched black.

The Blood Demonic Spear was nailed silently to the top of the cliff thousands of feet high.

Every moment, hundreds of thunderbolts struck at it, making the entire gun body tremble.

But at the same time.

The alternative creatures born from the Blood Demonic Spear originally had a chaotic form, but at this moment they were also carved out by the power of heaven and earth.

Liang Xiao's eyes were shining brightly. He looked at this scene from a distance and felt something in his heart.

In a daze, he felt that the entire world had turned into a huge weapon-refining cauldron.

The thunder rages, just as the fire rises in the hearth.

With the power of heaven and earth, the principles of creation and nature are intertwined, and as the thunder strikes, they are invisibly tempered into the Taoist tools.

This method is far more clever and ingenious than the average weapon refiner who puts all kinds of restrictions into the magic weapon to build a spiritual energy circuit.

It turns out that the magic weapon can channel spirits and come to life from death.

As a third-level peak weapon refiner, Liang Xiao has already reached the threshold of a fourth-level master.

Witnessing the scene of the magic weapon becoming enlightened today finally made him realize it.

It turned out that some things that I seemed to understand but not understand at the level of fourth-level weapon refining were instantly understood, and there was no longer any shackles.

"Originally, I only relied on my extensive knowledge and knowledge to become a fourth-level weapon refining master on a theoretical level."

"I didn't expect that I would refine a Taoist weapon with my own hands today, and the opportunity would come, and I would completely break into the realm of the fourth-level weapon refining master!"

Liang Xiao touched his palms and sighed, he did not expect such an unexpected gain.

Roar! ! !
At this moment, the Blood Demonic Spear seemed to have reached a white-hot level under the tempering of Thunder Tribulation.

An illusory roar of a blue dragon came from the gun.

Liang Xiao took a closer look and saw that on the gun body, densely packed blood-red pupils opened one by one.

next moment.

An extremely impressive and ferocious Thousand-Eyed Sky-devouring Demonic Dragon suddenly rushed out from the Blood-Refined Demonic Spear.This is the weapon spirit of the Blood Training Demonic Spear, and it leaps and submerges into the clouds of calamity in the sky.

On the body of the Thousand Eyes Devouring Heaven Demonic Dragon.

Thousands of eyes burst out with bloody light at the same time, actually piercing through the calamity clouds.

Then he bared his teeth and claws, tearing and devouring Thunder.

Its momentum is domineering and fierce, and it doesn't care about the destructive power in the thunder.

Until all the eight hundred miles of calamity clouds were swallowed up and torn into pieces.

The Thousand-Eyed Heaven-Devouring Demonic Dragon just looked up to the sky and let out a roar, turned into a scarlet stream of light, and went straight into the Blood-Refined Demonic Spear on the top of the cliff.

"The Taoist weapon is ready, and judging from this aura, it is definitely not a low-grade Taoist tool, or even a middle-grade Taoist tool."

"On the day of birth, it will be a high-grade Taoist weapon!!"

You must know that the Huanglong Bronze Bell left by the powerful man in front of the City Lord's Mansion is actually only a middle-grade Taoist artifact, close to the top-grade.

And this is half a step away.

Even the Lord of Cangwu City, whose divine dragon has never seen its beginning or end, has spent 500 years and still has not surpassed it.

In the end, we could only put the bronze bell in the bell tower and hope that it would transform after the baptism of time.

Liang Xiao felt the result, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

He moved and appeared directly on the cliff.

Then he raised his hand to hold the body of the Blood Training Demonic Gun and pulled it out suddenly.

In an instant, the spear point emitted a lightning that was more than a thousand feet long and had not had time to dissipate.

This thunder light was so sharp that it directly cut off the nearby mountains.

Amidst the smoke and dust, huge rocks rumbled into the deep valley, causing the ground beneath them to shake.

"As expected of the Lucky Demon Soldier, who contains the luck of three hundred geniuses, and is so powerful!"

"If I had this magical weapon in my hands in the Desolate Beast Valley that day, then Wang Jianyi's Taoist long sword would have been cut off by me within a hundred rounds!"

Liang Xiao stroked the body of the Blood Training Demonic Gun, a hint of affection flashed in his eyes.

You must know that day in the Desolate Beast Valley.

Although Wang Jianyi was defeated and died, the Taoist long sword that fell into the dust was not pocketed by Liang Xiao.

One reason is that the Taoist tools can identify their master through channeling.

To control it is not as easy as grabbing magic weapons and spiritual weapons.

It was necessary to use advanced weapon refining methods to erase the intelligence of the weapon spirit, and to cultivate it for at least another 100 years until a new weapon spirit was born, but Liang Xiao was too lazy to spend that effort.

The second reason is because the sword is from the Yuhua Immortal Sect.

He has not officially joined the Hongyun Demon Sect yet, and has no corresponding backer, so it will inevitably be hot to take.

Although I thought about it for a moment and decided to ignore it, it was inevitable that there was a trace of regret in my heart.

But now, Liang Xiao truly has his first Taoist weapon.

This greatly improved his ability to fight head-on.

"The high-grade Taoist weapon is terrifyingly powerful. I'm afraid it's enough to support me and ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators."

"If the time is right, we can make use of the instant-death characteristics that are cultivated in this magic gun to become more and more terrifying."

"I can't believe that a Nascent Soul cultivator will be stabbed to death on the spot by me!"

Liang Xiao laughed for a while, letting the joyful laughter echo among the mountains.

Even though he had already sensed that there were many cultivators who were exploring and gathering medicine in the deep mountains, they saw the movement of thunder and calamity all over the sky.

He is coming here secretly.

But Liang Xiao didn't feel at all uneasy about holding the heavy treasure, nor was he in a hurry to hide his figure and leave.

After all, he is no longer a little monk. If he dares to attack, he will be killed.

"Jie Jie Jie, I just didn't expect that there are really idiots who don't have winks and are not afraid of death?"

"Is it possible that there are still people inside and outside Cangwu City who don't recognize my reputation, Mr. Liang!"

Suddenly.

Liang Xiao's eyes turned cold and he glanced at a mountain top five hundred miles away.

To know the surroundings within a thousand miles.

After most people used detection spells to discover that the owner of the treasure was Liang Xiao, a peerless genius known as Yama Luo, they turned around and left as if they had seen a ghost, for fear of being misunderstood.

Only on top of that mountain.

There are still two or three black shadows floating around. The auras of these people are not weak, and they also have late-stage Jindan cultivation.

What's even more interesting is that even from hundreds of miles away, Liang Xiao can smell the fishy smell that belongs exclusively to Jie Xiu.

"Ah Da, that boy's spirit is a bit scary."

"Perhaps he is a genius from some family. He is difficult to deal with. He seems to have discovered us just now. Why don't we retreat first?"

"Every time you go to a place, first inquire about the local news and know who you can afford to offend and who you can't afford to offend. This is the rule in our industry!"

Five hundred miles away, a middle-aged Taoist with a goatee squatted down and hid behind a boulder to avoid the intimidating sight.

He thought for a moment, smacked his lips, and finally spoke to a shirtless bald man in the tree.

The leading bald man has not yet spoken.

A cultivator as skinny as a ghost walked out of the shadows.

His ears were extremely fat.

His stature, which resembles that of a consumptive ghost, is not commensurate with his figure. It seems to be caused by practicing some kind of secret technique that is good at investigation.

"Tianjiao? What kind of bullshit genius? They are just hothouse flowers from aristocratic families or large sects!"

"Without his guardian, he is nothing."

"I have used Qianli Di's listening skills to check. This place is very clean now and there are no outsiders."

"It's rare to encounter a fat sheep without a protector. The three of us in the late stage of Jindan are three against one, so we have a huge advantage!"

"Kill him, steal all his treasures, and then run to other places, who can find us!"

The sick man sneered. He seemed to be very confident in his secret investigation skills.

"Shut up, we can't do this vote, we're going to withdraw!"

At this moment, the ferocious centipede-like scar on the bald man's face twisted.

After saying something in a hoarse voice, he left with Goatbeard.

"Ada, you have that strange corpse in your hands, so what are you afraid of? You must know that on the road to cultivation, sometimes you have to take some risks and have to fight!"

The sick consumptive ghost frowned when he heard this.

He urgently needs a large amount of spiritual stones to buy Tiandan to treat stubborn diseases in his body, and he also wants to persuade him.

As soon as he took a step, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and then a bone-chilling chill rushed to his limbs.

"I'm... uh!"

The sight of the tubercular ghost was already dark.

Only the goatee and the bald man turned around and discovered the terrible abnormality on his body.

They saw that the sick ghost was still groping around unconsciously, but his chest was pierced by an invisible aura.

The black blood exuding the smell of decay gurgled down like a floodgate.

What's even more frightening is that his whole body has been eroded by an overbearing force.

All energy and vitality are irretrievably lost.

It seemed that in an instant, he had reached the end of his life span.

(End of this chapter)