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"Ma'am, there must be no mistakes!"

Mr. Xu endured the danger of a great loss of internal energy, and the internal energy from his fingers gushed out continuously, outlining the formation that was about to be completed, and the vibration of the supreme weapon below became stronger and stronger.

"But... the power of the supreme weapon is getting stronger and stronger."

Mrs. Xu has hesitation on her face, although refining a supreme weapon is what the Jiuli clan should do according to the inheritance, but the cultivation of the two is too poor after all, and the ordinary sharp blade is still no problem.

However, this kind of refining technique passed down by the ancestors is too exhausting. For thousands of years, due to various reasons, I have not tried it myself. Can't stop.

"It's okay, at most the foundation is damaged."

"We are already at this age, and there is no hope of becoming a god. If we can really refine a peerless weapon, we can also be regarded as the ancestors."

Master Xu shook his head, and the little internal energy left in his body gushed out again. This supreme weapon was not only for the Mo family, but also for himself. The same was true for Ou Yezi's weapon refining hundreds of years ago.

Perhaps the famous swords it refines have other uses, but there is nothing wrong with the famous sword itself.

"There is one last node."

The anti-shock power of the supreme weapon is getting stronger and stronger, and the power of the formation of the void brand is enough, but it is also greatly hindered. This is recorded in the ancestor's handbook.

If you want to give spirituality to dead things, you have to steal the power of heaven, which is not allowed by heaven, so you need to pay a huge price, or you will not be able to make any progress in your cultivation base, or your cultivation base will be damaged from then on.

Or maybe not alive at all.

"Madam, leave the last node to me."

With a wave of his hand, he repulsed the power surging from Madam's body, endured the severe pain in his viscera, and pointed out, the void exploded, echoing throughout the underground palace.

hum!

A mighty power gushes out from the formation in an instant, and when it touches the power of the supreme weapon, another powerful force spreads. In an instant, Xu Gong and his wife on the altar were shocked by the strong energy aftermath. Zhen Fei.

He fell down the altar one after another.

At the same time, on the altar at this moment, the formation that Xu Gong and his two sketched before did not exist, and instead, strands of dark black supreme weapon power gathered into one corner, becoming a dark energy ball, and once again becoming a Dark energy points.

The vitality of the heaven and earth fluctuated violently, and colorful mysterious lights swayed from the black point on the altar, reflecting the entire underground palace, the whirlwind suddenly rose, and the fire of the earth veins became more surging.

puff!

"Not good, it's still the last step!"

Both Mr. Xu and Mr. Xu, who were knocked back by an energy fluctuation on the altar, vomited blood, and the scarlet aura diffused into the void. Their expressions were pale, without any blood on their faces.

Sitting paralyzed on the ground of the underground palace, he raised his head and looked at the position of the supreme weapon. There was a colorful mysterious light spreading there, and spirituality was being born, but he still needed to use means to temper that power through the fire of the earth veins to become mild.

Then introduce the supreme weapon, nourish one or two, and give birth to spirituality!

puff!

"Giant, send me up!"

Just as he was about to use his profound arts, all of a sudden, his viscera were shaken, his mouth was filled with scarlet again, he opened his mouth and spat out, his clothes were stained with blood, and his hair fluttered slightly messy, he had reached this point.

I have no reason to give up.

The dantian was shattered by a burst of energy just now, its foundation was damaged, and it was unable to operate a little bit of profound art. Presumably the wife at this moment is the same, but the supreme weapon skill is only one step short.

Turning his head slightly, he gave a light drink, and the hoarse voice was transmitted.

"Xu Gong, what do you do now?"

Lu Zhenlang also looked at the scene in front of him quietly, not knowing whether it was a success, he took a step forward, appeared beside Xu Gong, and asked softly.

"My foundation has been destroyed, but I still need the last step to give birth to my spirituality."

"Young man, send me to the altar, and the supreme weapon will be completed, and it will definitely be able to burst out the power of the entrance!"

Mr. Xu said with incomparable firmness and certainty.

A pair of seemingly cloudy but extremely bright eyes stared at Lu Zhenlang.

"it is good."

Lu Zhenlang didn't hesitate at all.

"Young man, I will entrust you with my son."

Feeling a gentle force lifting him up from the void, and sending him to the upper altar, a smile was left on Xu Gong's pale face, and a word was left in the void, facing the still sitting on the ground Madame nodded.

Pinch the Yin Jue with both hands, practice the profound art in reverse, all internal organs vibrate, and traces of blood from the depths of the heart burst out of the mouth, directly covering everything in front of you.

The dark black light ball that was still bursting out with brilliant and colorful light just before was darkened, and immediately, the infinite light converged and turned into a beam of dark black and colorful power with a length of one foot. A suction.

"No!"

Before Mrs. Xu said anything below, she could make a violent sound wherever she looked, and Xu Gong, who had just a trace of blood rushing, stepped out and fell directly on the altar.

I have no internal energy to use all over my body, so I can only use my body to serve as a tool, and use the power of spiritual sense to pull the wonderful force into the supreme weapon, let it go through the fire of the earth veins, and complete the final journey.

"The rumored method of blood sacrifice!"

Zhou Qing looked at the scene in front of him, but it was recorded in the classics. Hundreds of years ago, Mo Xie, a Wuyue craftsman, was like this. At the last moment of refining that famous sword, he served the sword with his body and achieved great fame. The magical weapon.

Although both of them have been broken, but it can be ranked in the sword list for more than a hundred years, which can be seen as mediocre.

Now, seeing this blood sacrifice method with his own eyes, he condensed the energy and energy of his whole body into a source of power, and as a result of his eyes, that ray of dark and colorful profound light submerged into the fire of the earth veins below.