Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 314: Refining the Sword

"boom!"

Su Zimo came to the center of the spectator's seat, removed the refining dinger from the storage bag, placed it heavily on the ground, and made a loud noise.

At this moment, not only Tao Yan and Zhenhuomen, more than 100,000 monks in the square, more than a thousand Jindan real people on the battle table, everyone's eyes fell on Su Zimo!

The pressure is so great that ordinary people simply cannot appreciate it.

In the eyes of everyone, no matter whether Su Zimo has the true skill, he is too young, his mind and will are slightly unsteady, and he is slightly timid, and when he refines, there will be a big problem!

Su Zimo's expression was indifferent, and the palm of his hand condensed a red fire, and began to warm.

After Wen Ding was over, Su Zimo took out a piece of spirit mine exuding rich aura from the storage bag, and threw it into the refiner Ding.

"Oh my God, that's Purple Feather Rock!"

"That handful of sand is dull, as if it is huasha!"

"Look, there are ice silk steel, amethyst, and Xuan Leiyu!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

These spirit mines are a very rare type of material. Taking out a piece as the core material is enough to make a superb spiritual artifact.

Today, Su Zimo puts so many rare spirits together!

What will he refine?

In the minds of the people, this confusion could not help but emerge.

You should know that the more rare spirits that are fused, the more difficult it is to make spirits, and few refiners will take this risk.

Soon, all spirit mines had been thrown into the refiner.

call!

The flames rose and began to calcine the spirit ore in the smelter.

Time passes by bit by bit.

When melting is finished, it is shaped.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, a magical artifact gradually took shape, and everyone's eyes gradually glared, his face strayed.

"What is this? A knife?"

"I'm going, this knife is too big!"

"Actually with a knife handle, such a big thing is so powerful that it consumes too much spiritual power, and there are still many inconveniences and clumsiness. Even if it can be refined, it is a chicken rib!"

In Su Zimo's Refiner Ding, a long knife was gradually formed, half a person tall, with a very wide blade, which was wider than an adult's palm, and the back of the knife was thick!

Over the past three years, Su Zimo has refined too many spiritual artifacts.

There are hundreds of Need for Magic.

However, Su Zimo never made himself a long knife.

At this moment, Su Zimo felt that the time had come.

A man from Zhenhuomen said: "This knife has a handle, it should be made for him. It is said that this child has good melee strength."

The speaker's eyes were cold, and he looked at Su Zimo's eyes with a hint of killing.

This person was named He Jiang, but he was a disciple of Zhenhuomen.

His brother He Xing was the alchemist who died at Su Zimo's hands.

"Unfortunately, he forgot a little."

Tao Yan sneered: "So many rare spirits are smelted together. Even if the impurities are gone, the weight of this knife will reach a terrible level! At that time, it is estimated that he won't be able to stand still!"

Seeing the gradual formation of the sword, Su Zimo was satisfied.

He had no power in the air and didn't know any sword technique, so he created such a seemingly clumsy and huge spirit knife.

In this way, the already heavy and fierce spirit knife, combined with his powerful flesh, horror and blood, once broken open, an extremely horrible attack will erupt!

The shaping is finished and the honing begins.

Su Zimo's spiritual power condensed a pair of large hands, fell into the smelter, and the ten-finger hammer hammered on the blade continuously, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Tinkerbell!

After a little, many refiners present gradually changed their looks.

Although he was covered by the refiner, he could not see the refinement of Su Zimo, but the sound interval of each beating of the blade was exactly the same and the frequency was the same, as if it had been accurately calculated!

"This……"

Many Jin Dan real people have realized that Su Zimo is Mr. Mo undoubtedly!

This type of tempering technique cannot be controlled by the average refiner!

And from the selection of materials to the refinement, the four steps of the refiner, Su Zimo's movements are as smooth as flowing water, like a habit, full of beauty.

Sima Zhi sneered secretly, yelling: "Even if you are Mr. Mo, wait a while to see your Spiritualism, maybe you can see the secret!"

The long time passed and the exercise was over.

Su Zimo's forehead also appeared a layer of fine sweat.

With so many spirit mines fused together, his tempering difficulty has also increased a lot.

The end of tempering is the core of the refining device.

Su Zimo could obviously feel that Sima Zhi and others of Zhenhuomen suddenly became tense and tense, staring at him intently.

"Ah……"

Su Zimo chuckled and said, "Want to see my psychic spirit, okay, let me see it clearly!"

Immediately, Su Zimo suddenly made a move under the eyes of the public.

Remove the Refiner Ding!

Except that everyone in the Fengfeng had long expected, the other monks were startled.

When Jin Dan, who is closest to Su Zimo, changed his look, the subconscious should dodge backwards.

But after turning around, everyone felt that something was wrong and could not help but cough and calm down.

Without any protection, Su Zimo began to gather spirits!

Seeing this scene, even Zhou Tianzi frowned, not understanding the profound meaning of Su Zimo's move.

The risk of removing the refiner Ding Juling is too great!

If the failure of condensing the first spirit pattern is at most equivalent to a pseudo-spiritual explosion, its lethality is limited.

However, if the fourth spiritual pattern fails to condense, and the artifact explodes, it is equivalent to the explosion of a superior artifact. The power is quite horrible. Even if the refiner is a real Jin Dan, he will be severely damaged without any precaution!

Ji Yaoxue frowned lightly, clenching her red lips, and a look of worry appeared in her eyes.

"Sister, don't worry, he's Mr. Mo, it's all right."

At this moment, Ji Yao came together, holding Ji Yaoxue's slightly cold hand, smiling and comforting.

Ji Yaoxue smiled reluctantly, but the worry in his eyes did not decrease by half.

Wow!

Just then, a spirit of light came on.

The first spirit pattern, condensed successfully!

Su Zimo did not pause, and continued to gather a second spirit pattern.

The crowd held their breaths and kept watching.

After a little, the aura flashed again.

The second spirit pattern, condensed successfully!

There was a faint exclamation in the crowd.

Ji Yaoxue's palm was full of sweat.

Although Su Zimo has succeeded in condensing two spirit patterns in succession, she is even more nervous.

Before that, if Suling failed, Su Zimo just lost his face, but if there was an error later, Juling failed, what he lost was his life!

Ji Yaoxue would rather Su Zimo's first two spiritual patterns fail, than he would not be injured.

Unfortunately, it's too late now.

Su Zimo has begun to condense the third spirit pattern.

(End of this chapter)