In this way, how can others not be envious?

Especially Jin Heng, he is a mid-stage saint monk, but he only possesses a top-grade holy artifact that is infinitely close to the best.

Ye Ning smiled faintly, took the Binglan Sword into his hand, and carefully calcined it with Qinglian Xinhuo. In a short while, countless black impurities squeezed out of the sword body and dripped on the steps.With a flick of Ye Ning's left hand, the golden essence was thrown into the sword like a streamer.Immediately afterwards, he took out several top-quality refining materials, purified and refined them, and added them to the sword body one by one.

Everyone understood that Ye Ning was actually helping others to improve their talisman!

All of a sudden, they were both envious and jealous of Shui Yuming.

Jin Heng shook his head, thinking to himself, that young man's cultivation level is obviously only a step higher than his own, how could he have such a heaven-defying means?

In a moment, Ye Ning had finished adding the materials.Immediately afterwards, his fingers flew like flying, imprinting countless magic circles.The Binglan sword is mainly ghostly and light, so Ye Ning will naturally not engrave too many attack rules.On the contrary, he broke into countless imaginary laws, so that this sword has the ability to attack the soul, making it hard to guard against.Ye Ning believed that Shui Yuming possessed this sword and could fight against the saints, even the great saints were enough to escape.

As his last handprint was finalized, the Binglan Sword kept trembling, and it changed drastically.

At this moment, the Binglan Sword has a restrained brilliance, and the milky white sword body is faintly visible. When you look directly at it, you will feel dizzy and dizzy, and you will feel addicted to it.

Shui Mengming was overjoyed, he made a light move, and the Binglan Sword flew back into his hand.After being refined by Ye Ning, not only did he not feel alienated when he manipulated it, but it became more harmonious, like an arm.He sensed it for a while, and he sensed the horror of the magic circle on it. With a single strike, ordinary sects must have no power to fight back.

The ultimate holy artifact!

The entire Golden Palace boiled.

Wu Yaokong's expression also kept changing, he didn't expect that Ye Ning turned out to be a master craftsman.Only a master craftsman can upgrade a high-grade sacred weapon to a top-grade one without making a fuss.You know, this is much more difficult than directly refining a top-grade holy artifact.Even in his age, a master craftsman is still the object of invitation from countless big sects.For the first time, he admired Ye Ning.

Ye Ning wanted this effect.

He looked around and said, "Everyone, do you want to stay here forever?"

Jin Heng knew that his chance had come.He excitedly said: "Friend Daoist Ye, do you have some clever plan? It's not that we are willing to be trapped here, there is really no way."

Ye Ning said: "Now there is a bright road in front of you, it depends on whether you are willing to go."

Jin Heng said: "I would like to hear the details."

"Move into Fantasy City!" Ye Ning said firmly: "This is the only way for you!"

"Okay!" Jin Heng gritted his teeth and said, "Jin is alone, so joining the noble sect is nothing."

The rest did not comment.They are the heads of a clan, or the patriarchs of the family, how can they be willing to be inferior to others?However, the reality is extremely cruel, if you do not surrender, staying here will only lead to death.

Seeing everyone's cautious appearance, Ye Ning laughed "haha" and said, "You guys are thinking too much. Ye Mou is not interested in you, and the suggestion he made is to let you temporarily live in the fantasy city until the disaster of the Nightmare Clan is resolved." , come and stay as you like. Of course, the fantasy city was built by Ye with hard work, and it’s not for you to live in vain.”

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