War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

In less than an hour, Duan Lingtian’s ‘Bronze Dan Fire’ suddenly annihilated.

Call!

And a red-red delicate whip slowly fell into his hand, with a red-red luster on it, which was extremely beautiful.

"Day Dance."

Duan Lingtian smiled and handed the long whip in his hand to the hands of Feng Tianwu. "You try."

"Thank you, Big Brother!"

Fengtian dances on the face is full of uncontrollable excitement, such as the treasure-like take over the long whip in the hands of Duan Lingtian, take a deep breath, the hands of the force raging, into the long whip.

Soon, the red-red whips seem to have been given spirituality, and scorned as if it had turned into a red-red python.

Hey!

Fengtian dancers shake, and the long whip sweeps out instantly, just like a poisonous snake out of the hole, going to the momentum.

At the same time, above the void, there are ten ancient horned dragons and shadows, followed by seven ancient horned dragons...

The seventeen-headed ancient horned dragons and the shadows of the dragons meet together, lifelike, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

"And... is the increase of '70%'?"

Heaving the Fengtian dance of the whip in his hand, looking at the top of his head, the seventeen ancient horned dragons that gradually dissipated, could not help but stagnate.

"This..."

When standing on the side of Feng Youdao, Kong Lao and Xu Po three, now is also stunned.

The scene in front of them is completely unexpected.

It’s not because they witnessed the sequel to Ling Tian’s refinement of the “Three-Piece Spirit”, they were so surprised.

As early as when Ling Tian condensed the 'Bronze Dan Fire', they knew that Duan Lingtian was indeed a ‘three-product refiner’, and it was not difficult for the three refiners to refine the ‘three-pronged spirit’.

Now, they are surprised because of the 'increase power' of the whip in the hands of Feng Tianwu.

Although, they have previously seen the power of the "70%" increase of Duan Lingtian's sword, but they only thought that it was Duan Lingtian's luck, and they refined the best in the 'Three Spirits'. The best.

Who had thought that Duan Lingtian had refining a three-pronged instrument that could increase the '70%'.

Let them be shocked.

Would it be luck?

For a time, it’s not just the three phoenixes, even the Fengtian dance, but also the ‘throwing power’ of their own whip.

In their opinion, this may be luck.

Soon, the eyes of the four people fell on Duan Lingtian again.

Now, Duan Lingtian has begun to refine the second ‘three-pronged spirits’. This three-piece spirit is refining for the phoenix. The phoenix is ​​a sword.

For the 'sword', Duan Lingtian is familiar with it, so refining is faster than refining the spirit whip in Feng Tianwu's hand.

In just two hours, Duan Lingtian refines a brand new 'Three Spirits' sword.

"Hurry!"

The speed of Duan Lingtian’s refiner is so fast that the old man who once saw the refining of the “four-pronged spirits” of the four refiners can’t help but breathe a cold air.

If he remembers it correctly.

Even if he is the well-known 'four refiners' in the big Han Dynasty, the fastest one of the refining spirits seems to take ten hours to refine a 'four. Spiritual instrument'.

You can go to Duan Lingtian here, and the higher-grade ‘Three-Pin Spirit’ will only take two hours to refine.

"Hey! Those guys, I haven’t brag in front of me in the past... If you let them know that the brothers refining the 'Three Spirits' it only takes two hours, I see who they dare to brag!"

The old man whispered and muttered to himself.

"Uncle Feng."

Dong Lingtian raised his hand, his hands were blue-green three-footed Qingfeng, whistling out, and his strength was suspended in front of Feng Wudao.

Feng Wudao nodded gently, and immediately raised his hand, the three-footed Qingfeng in front of him had already arrived in front of Fengtian Dance.

"爹?"

Fengtian dance.

"Try it."

Feng Wudao said to Feng Tianwu.

Feng Tianwu heard the words and took a deep breath. He took the ‘Three Pinling Whip’ in his hand and received it as a treasure. He immediately took the ‘Three Pinling Sword’ that Duan Linggang’s refining.

The three-pronged sword has a blue-green color, and there are vague blue lights around it, and the sharp sword front gives a feeling of invincibility.

Call!

Feng Tianwu’s hands rose and then poured into the Sanpinling sword.

Next.

Hey!

Before the emptiness of the head of Fengtian Dance, the power of heaven and earth began to turmoil, and the ten horns of ancient horns directly formed and formed, and the claws and claws fell.

And on the side of the ten ancient horned dragons, there are several ancient horned dragons in the rapid shape...

At the same time.

Feng Wudao, Kong Lao and Xu Po three people, almost holding their breath at the same time, looked at the slowly condensed several ancient horned dragons.

Soon, the extra seven ancient horned dragons appeared again in front of their eyes.

"It's another increase of '70%'!"

The old man’s mouth is pumping, and his face is slightly sloppy.

Xu was shocked.

As for Feng Wu, there is a bold guess in my heart.

That is.

As long as it is the ‘three-pronged spirits’ refined by Duan Lingtian, it should be the best of the best...

Twice twice is luck, the third time is still so, it is unlikely to be luck!

It doesn't matter.

With Duan Lingtian continuing to shoot, the last two pieces of Sanpin Spirit were refining by him, which showed the strength of the increase of ‘70%’.

At this time, Feng has no way to confirm his own guess.

As long as it is Duan Lingtian's refining of the 'Three Spirits', it must have the power of ‘70%’.

Now, it’s not just Feng’s confirmation, even Feng Tianwu, Kong Lao and Xu Po are confirmed.

For a time, a few people looked at Duan Lingtian’s gaze as if he were watching a monster.

The ‘three-piece refiner’ at such a age is enough to make people feel shocked.

Can be a good day, not only the three refiners, but also the refining division that can easily refine the strength of the '70%'.

Although, they know nothing about refiners with more than three products.

But they can imagine that the Sanpin Spirit, which wants to refine the power of the '70%' increase, is certainly not a simple matter for the general three-pieces.

"One is not paying attention, the sky is bright... I am going to take a break."

Duan Lingtian glanced at the four people who were staring at him. They stretched out and slid straight.

For a time, only four people were facing each other.

"Monster!"

Finally, in addition to Fengtian Dance, Feng Wudao, Kong Lao and Xu Po are almost identical.

"Dance, you go back to rest for a while... It’s dawn soon. At that time, the dynasty Wubi’s 'second stage’ will begin.”

Feng Wudao said to Feng Tianwu.

"Yeah."

Fengtian dance should leave, her face does not see a trace of exhaustion, and the autumn glory is not like a person who has not slept for one night.

In fact, for the soldiers of this level of Fengtian dance, even if you sleep less than ten days and eight days, there will be no bad influence.

"It seems...we are still watching the brothers."

The old man repeatedly looked at the five-pronged spirit in his hand. After a long time, he sighed.

"He must be the man who is destined for fhu!"

Xu’s face is affirmative.

"It's really a small look at him."

Feng Wudao nodded gently, repeatedly looking at the three-pronged sword in his hand, I do not know when, his mouth has already picked up a touch of smile.

Dong Lingtian returned to the room and did not sleep.

"I didn't expect that this refining a night's spirit, I was not at all sleepy... It seems that my memory has completely matched the memory of the reincarnation of Emperor Wu."

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Duan Lingtian secretly said.

Completely with the memory of the reincarnation of Emperor Wu, it means that Duan Lingtian truly inherited all the reincarnation of Wu Di, including some aspects of experience and means.

Take the ‘refiner’ of this evening.

In the past, Duan Lingtian refining a few pieces of spirits like this, has long been cumbersome.

But now, I don't feel the slightest exhaustion.

"Today's refining of the 'three-pronged spirits' is like a hand-in-hand, as if the 'reformer means' I used and the 'refinery experience I know' are all innate."

Duan Lingtian spread his hands and looked at it.

"There are still a few hours from dawn...you can take a nap."

Between the steep turn of the thought, Duan Lingtian lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

In his sleep, he made a long dream.

In the dream, he reunited with two flower-like fiancee wives, lived a quiet and peaceful life, no fighting, no pressure...

In the mountains, the men and women are woven and live comfortably.

Soon, Kerr and Xiaofeier have become pregnant.

Looking at the father, Duan Lingtian seems to have noticed something, a spirit, and woke up.

"Section of Big Brother, we are leaving."

A pleasant sound came from outside the room.

Duan Lingtian can hear that this is the voice of Feng Tian Dance.

The corner of his mouth, unconsciously picked up a bitter smile, "I have to watch the addiction of the eyes... The dance of the sky is shouting, this dream is broken."

When grooming and changing clothes, Duan Lingtian’s mind is still flashing two figures of Qian Qianli.

It is his two fiancee:

Ke, Li Fei.

"Keer, Xiaofeier... How are you doing now?"

Dong Lingtian muttered to himself.

Outside the domain.

On top of a majestic and steep mountain, it is snow-capped all year round, and the whole mountain is covered with a layer of silver.

Suddenly.

Call! call!

Two fast-moving figures, standing side by side, just a moment outside the snowy mountains, in the air.

This is a woman who is dressed in white and looks like a beautiful woman.

The two women's looks are comparable, but they are not a type at all, and each has its own merits.

"Fairy sister."

Suddenly, one of the white women, looking in the direction of the south, muttered: "You said... What will the young master do now?"

Between women's words, in a pair of autumn, full of thoughts.

"I... I don't know."

Another white woman gently shook her head. It was originally a cold autumn glory, as if the snow and ice were melting, and it was full of warmth. "But... I miss him."