Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 240 Ancient Chaos Fire

"Such a small needle is so amazing, would it be even more powerful if it was made bigger?" Just as she was wondering, Master Qian's sighing and excited voice came into her ears.

Yue Qingmo had another flash of inspiration and couldn't help but glance at him.

Yes, who stipulates that the lightning rod must be needle-shaped?There are no white embryos in the Tiangong Hall, but there are needle-shaped things, such as sixteen dragon pillars, and it will be fine to refine any one.

Moreover, these dragon pillars have been influenced by the sages of Tiangong all the year round, and being worshiped by Tiangong's disciples must have inherent luck. What a ready-made material.

Finding a dragon pillar that was about the same distance as the old man Hua, Yue Qingmo directly put the weapon fire on it and burned it, and added fire stones to it if the fire was not enough to kill.

"What are you doing?" The ancestor of Tiangong was taken aback, "You don't mean to sacrifice this dragon pillar to make it a lightning rod?"

"of course."

The founder of Tiangong couldn't laugh or cry, "With your current cultivation, it will take a month to refine this pillar, but you only have one stick of incense time."

Yue Qingmo glanced at the old man Hua who was slashed with blood all over his face but still tightly protecting Hua Yuerong, and said calmly, "It depends on man's effort, and man will win the sky. I dare not say that the sages of Tiangong forged weapons for the sake of the world. Should you have some compassion? If you have spirits in heaven, please bless me, Yue Qingmo, to save them today."

"The two of them are so worthy of your rescue?"

"If you don't guard the purest family affection in the world, then tell me what is the purpose of refining the weapon? Just to buy pig's head meat?"

The ancestor of Tiangong was silent, and there was no sound for a long time.

While Yue Qingmo peeked at the bloody old man Hua, he tried his best to refine the dragon pillar.

Refining is to protect what you want to protect.She doesn't have the ability to protect her family, but she will do her best to help Old Man Hua protect Hua Yuerong.

What was saved was not their grandparents, but the touching family relationship.

But as the sky thunder fell one by one, the dragon pillar remained motionless, Yue Qingmo became more and more anxious, gritted his teeth and tried his best to burn the weapon with spiritual power.

I can't admit defeat, for the sake of all the grandpas in the world, I can't admit defeat...

The fire of the weapon became more and more intense, and the spiritual power in her body became weaker and weaker.She simply gritted her teeth and poured all her last spiritual power into the weapon fire.

The yellow flame exploded in an instant, and Yue Qingmo couldn't help but vomited a mouthful of blood as his dantian shook.

The blood just sprayed on the weapon fire, and the yellow flame slowly turned red, and the dragon pillar was melted away bit by bit.

"Heavenly Fire..."

At the same time, the center of her brows shone slightly, and the flames were faint.

The seeds... sprouted?

Yue Qingmo was stunned, and quickly poured spiritual power into the fire to speed up the refining.

As soon as the spiritual power was injected, the flame changed again, and the color became more intense, with a faint red light.

This is……

Weapon fire is of a higher level...Holy fire?
Master Qian was already stunned by the scene in front of him, the hundreds-year-old man opened his mouth in a demented state.

Yue Qingmo, she... turned out to be the legendary holy fire?Is it the flame?It shouldn't be a problem with his eyes. He really saw a living holy fire burning the dragon pillar in front of his eyes?

and many more……

In the blink of an eye, the color changed again.From the thick and colorful ambilight to the simple and ordinary, the yellow is fiery red, and the fiery red is deep red. It seems that it does not belong to any kind of fire, and it is a fusion of three kinds of flames.

Contains a faint white mist, filled with immortal energy.

The founder of Tiangong took a breath, "Is this...ancient chaotic fire?"

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