Poison Concubine Counterattack: Peak Summoner

Chapter 275 To the Evil Ghost Tool
The golden fan retreated steadily, and countless small pits appeared under the impact, and there were spots of black on the hit place, as if it had been corroded.

The eyes of everyone watching were also widened. If the black needles were hidden weapons, there would be too many of them, and each black needle would disappear after being hit. How could someone refine so many black needles? A hidden weapon that can be used once.

"Miss Zixi is really a geek! It's wonderful to use it like this! Wonderful!" Sanye Huang looked at it for a while, finally saw the way, and immediately patted his forehead and sighed.

"Master, did you see it? What is that black needle?" Huang Qingyin couldn't help asking.

The others were also full of curiosity, waiting for Mr. Huang to explain.

"That's clearly a magic skill! Combining magic skills with a magic weapon not only reduces the consumption of mana, but also increases the power of the magic weapon! The most wonderful thing is that she must have thought of using this magic weapon to match her own when refining it. The magic skills I learned only took half a day, and it is the first time I have seen such an exquisitely designed magic weapon tailored for myself, it is simply amazing!" Huang Sanye was full of praise.

The Yanhuang Valley has been passed down for countless generations, and the magic weapons refined by the people are all left by the predecessors from the shape to the function and the selection of materials.

Even if there is some innovation, it is nothing more than icing on the cake on the original basis.

Although this kind of refining tool is exquisite and proficient, far superior to the outside world, but speaking of it, it is nothing more than gnawing on old roots, completely sticking to what the ancestors left behind.

But Zixi, the magic weapon, is unprecedented in terms of shape, material, and function!
"No wonder you can't see the grade. These magic weapons can't be judged by ordinary quality limits..." Mrs. Yan kept nodding beside her.

After listening to it, the others saw the clue, staring at Zixi's magic weapon all of them in a daze.

Such an original magic weapon, they really never thought about it, but it was used to the fullest by a person with a foreign surname, which is really ashamed.

A group of people were patronizing and admiring, but they didn't notice that the black needle used by Zixi was a rare dark magic.

How many people in this world can have dark talent, so this kind of innovation also varies from person to person.

Over there, Huang Qirou didn't know the beauty of Zixi's magic weapon. Seeing that the golden fan was gradually losing, she became anxious.

"Old Ancestor, help me! I'm about to lose to her!" She whispered, and couldn't help stamping her feet on the spot.

Huang Patriarch was actually a little stunned. With her experience, she could naturally see the mystery of it. As the generation of the Yanhuang Valley Patriarch, such a talent made her feel tremendous pressure.

However, this only deepened the idea that Zixi should not be allowed to enter the Inheritance Tomb!
"Don't panic! Patriarch strikes immediately! Relax and lend me your body!" Patriarch Huang's voice stern.

Huang Qirou suddenly felt a divine power from outside her body trying to control her body.

She subconsciously wanted to resist, but thinking of what Old Ancestor Huang had said before, she closed her eyes and quietly let the power occupy her body.

When she opened her eyes again, Huang Qirou's eyes faded from immaturity, her pair of beautiful eyes became sharp, and her gaze was as sinister as a snake.

"Light the golden fan! Go!" She suddenly turned from defense to offense, and a burst of fighting spirit poured into the fan bone.

Seeing the golden fan approaching aggressively, Zixi couldn't help becoming more vigilant, and chanted for the second time.

"Soul-eating needle!" A more powerful black needle burst out from the ghost ring, condensing the erosive dark power.

This needle is actually the combination of her magic skill Shadow Eater and ghost ring.

What Huang Sanye guessed was right, Zixi decided to refine such a magic weapon when she learned about the specialness of Ghost Lingyu.

She combined the original structure of the sleeve sword with the characteristics of Shadow Soul Eater to come up with such a unique magic weapon.

On the other side, the golden fan faced the stronger black needle, but did not retreat.

Zixi let out a light snort, and noticed that there was a pure fire power in the golden fan, but that power was not elemental magic power, it was weird.

She couldn't help but wonder, the Philosopher's Stone itself doesn't have the fire attribute, and Huang Qirou doesn't have the talent for fire magic, which seems a bit wrong...

"Turn a stone into gold!" At this moment, Old Ancestor Huang shouted in a low voice.

Bright golden awns condensed from the golden bones of the golden fan, flying towards Zixi one by one!

Zixi Poison Shadow stepped up and flicked his body, at the same time he flicked his wrist.

The shadow ghost ring flew out, spinning in the air, and there was a scream of ghost crying!
This voice is similar to the voice in the vision just now, and it has a shocking power.

The golden fan was captured by that force, and immediately stopped, unexpectedly breaking away from Huang Patriarch's control.

Patriarch Huang was shocked, she didn't expect the magic weapon refined by this girl to have double effects!

Is this little girl really a beginner at refining weapons?This Nima is simply a master!
"Break!" Zi Xi shouted softly when Patriarch Huang was still in shock, and the ghost ring suddenly grew bigger.

In the blink of an eye, the bracelet-like small ring expanded ten times, and suddenly put a set of golden fans together, and tightened it tightly!
There were a few crackling sounds, and the golden fan exploded on the spot!

There is even a third effect!
Old Ancestor Huang still underestimated Zi Xi, she trembled in astonishment, and blood gushed out of the corner of her mouth.

Patriarch Huang's soul was damaged, and he hurriedly fled back to the soul-locking orb, but Huang Qirou, who returned to her body, passed out because of repeated injuries.

"The winner has been decided! The magic weapon refined by Zixi is above the treasures, so it is qualified!" Sanye Huang rubbed his chin and judged the result with a smile.

Immediately, he asked someone to carry Huang Qirou back and dispersed the crowd.

After some struggles, Huang Qirou not only lost the golden fan she had just refined, but also suffered trauma to her soul, not only that, but also the Huang Patriarch in the chained soul beads was also seriously injured.

On the other hand, Zixi didn't lose anything except a little bit of mana.

She was very satisfied with holding the ghost ring: "Since you can't tell the grade and the breath is erratic, I think it's called a ghost weapon."

She gave the ghost ring a definition by herself, and then put it back on her wrist.

"Zixi, congratulations, so that we can enter the Inheritance Dharma Tomb together!" Yan Ziyou stepped forward with a shy smile, his eyes fell on Zixi, full of tenderness.

As he said that, he held the red jade hairpin that he had made, secretly mustered up the courage and solemnly handed it to Zixi: "This red jade hairpin is for you."

In fact, when he was refining the weapon, he also planned to give it to Zixi early in the morning.

He noticed that Zixi didn't have a defensive magic weapon, so he wanted to refine a beautiful and defensive magic weapon for her.

Zixi looked at the red jade hairpin and couldn't help but refuse: "I already have a magic weapon."

Yanzi froze there, just at this moment, Huang Qingyin and Yan Ruoshui were standing next to each other.

Huang Qingyin gave the small shield he made to Yan Ruoshui, and Yan Ruoshui took it with a blushing face. The two were so affectionate that they almost burst out of love.

(End of this chapter)