Wrath of the Immortal

"I haven't escaped yet?"

Xiao Chen looked at the environment in front of him and suddenly burst into swearing.

He never expected that the spacecraft had been flying for so long and was still in the forbidden land of Fanjiang?

If this was the result, wouldn't he have been teased by Shangguan Ling'er just now in vain?

Thinking that Shangguan Ling'er would feel comfortable, he asked his men to throw him here.

Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he wanted to cut Shangguan Ling'er into pieces.

"No, this may not be the forbidden land of Fanjiang."

Xiao Chen calmed down and sent out his spiritual sense to sense the surroundings.

In the forbidden land of Fanjiang, there are powerful restrictions everywhere, and there is nowhere to escape.

Although there are a lot of mines here, no powerful restrictions can be sensed.

But where exactly is this place and why are there mines?

Xiao Chen walked around with great doubts and raised his vigilance.

The mine in front of him seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

There was a dark and damp smell in the cave.

On the mountain walls on both sides, you can clearly see the traces left when mining ore.

Xiao Chen walked in the mine tunnel for a while and saw a large number of mining shovels and broken sacks.

Obviously, these people left in a hurry and did not take the tools for mining ore.

After walking about a hundred feet, Xiao Chen finally knew why this place was abandoned.

The mine in front collapsed, and broken bones could be seen under the rocks.

Obviously, these craftsmen did not have time to escape and died here.

Just when Xiao Chen thought there was nothing to see here, he found something unusual.

Under the collapsed ore, a strong breath of divine power could be clearly felt.

Xiao Chen thought of a possibility and immediately opened his mouth to sacrifice the Hun Tian Ding.

The body of the cauldron was suspended in the air and enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, a huge suction force was released from the mouth of the cauldron.

These ores were sucked into the Hun Tian Ding at an astonishing speed.

Xiao Chen shot out a fire of burning the sky and began to refine the collected ores.

I thought that these ores were ordinary divine stones and it was very simple to refine them.

After refining for several hours, Xiao Chen found that the ore was safe and sound, so he knew that he was wrong.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Chen increased the input of the Burning Heaven Fire and injected a trace of the original power.

Those extremely hard ores melted slowly.

When all the ores melted, drops of golden liquid appeared.

Xiao Chen's consciousness moved and fell on the golden liquid, sensing it carefully.

He was surprised to find that the power contained in these liquids was also divine power.

However, its concentration was countless times richer than the white divine power.

Simply put, this drop of golden liquid can be equivalent to ten thousand drops of white divine liquid.

If you swallow the golden divine liquid, won't the speed of cultivation be quickly improved?

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen was very excited and was about to swallow the golden divine liquid.

Suddenly, he saw several broken long swords deep in the mine.

Xiao Chen stepped forward, waved his right hand, and grabbed a broken sword body.

He smacked it a few times and was sure that this sword was of high quality.

The sword was about three inches long and black in color. It was hard to tell what material it was made of.

The sword was slender and straight like a string, exuding an unstoppable aura of majesty.

Even in the dark mine, it still flashed with a cold and cold light.

If you look closely, you can see a black bead inlaid on the hilt.

The bead looked plain, but there were mysterious patterns carved on it.

"What a great sword, but it's broken..."

Xiao Chen sighed and said to himself with regret.

At the same time, Xiao Chen also guessed what kind of place this was.

If he guessed correctly, this was not only a mine, but also a place to repair divine weapons.

The strong men in the God Realm took their divine weapons to this place for free repair when they broke.

In the end, due to the collapse of the mine, these broken swords could not be taken away and were buried deep here.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and Xiao Chen smiled bitterly.

I thought that these divine swords were of good quality and were probably divine weapons.

Now it seems that divine weapons are nothing.

If they were really treasures, even if they were broken, the owner would find them.

However, for Xiao Chen, even the most rubbish artifacts were good things.

Among the treasures on him, except for the Hun Tian Ding, they could barely reach the standard of artifacts.

The rest of the magic weapons, in the eyes of the strong men in the God Realm, were no different from garbage.

If these broken divine swords were used to sacrifice the Hun Tian Sword, what would the effect be?

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, and he was extremely excited, and quickly collected the broken swords.

He didn't waste any words, and threw them into the Hun Tian Ding, refining them with the Burning Heaven Fire.

Although the Burning Heaven Fire was extremely hot, it could not refine these broken swords.

There was no way, Xiao Chen could only use the power of the origin and threw them into the cauldron with heartache.

How could he not feel heartache?

The power of origin is not inexhaustible.

In order to survive, a lot of the power of origin has been used during this period.

If it continues to be used like this, Zhou Benyuan's soul will collapse.

Xiao Chen secretly vowed not to use the power of origin unless it is absolutely necessary.

Sure enough, with the addition of the power of origin, the broken sword finally showed signs of melting.

It took about three days and three nights, and all the broken swords turned into black thick water.

Xiao Chen sacrificed the Hun Tian Sword and melted the black thick water into it.

When everything was completed, Xiao Chen pinched the divine formula and quickly sacrificed and refined it.

This scene lasted for an unknown period of time, and finally the ritual was completed.

Looking at it suddenly, the Hun Tian Sword did not change much compared to before.

If you use your spiritual sense to sense it, you can find that the blade is like autumn frost, with cold light radiating everywhere.

What Xiao Chen did not expect was that the bigger surprise was still to come.

On the Hun Tian Sword, there was actually a three-color flow, the light of chaos.

You know, only when it barely reaches the standard of a divine weapon can such light appear.

"This sword has three colors and the light of chaos, it is already a pseudo-divine weapon???"

Xiao Chen was shocked and muttered to himself with ecstasy in his eyes.

Just when Xiao Chen wanted to continue studying, a familiar voice came from outside the cave.

"You dog, I know you are hiding in the cave, get out!!!"

This sentence is not only cold and ruthless, but also indescribably certain.

Xiao Chen's heart tightened, holding the Hun Tian Sword in his hand, he walked out of the cave step by step.

The person in front of him was very familiar to Xiao Chen.

It was Liang Xinger, the guard of Shanggu, who had fought wits and courage many times.

The two looked at each other, Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, but Liang Xing'er's eyes widened.

"You are not dead yet??"

Liang Xing'er was stunned and blurted out in disbelief.

In his memory, Xiao Chen had died in his hands a long time ago.

However, the person he had clearly killed appeared alive in front of him.

Even though he saw it with his own eyes, Liang Xing'er still felt that it was too incredible.

"If I die, who will kill you?"

Xiao Chen said this, but his heart skipped a beat.

He had already heard that Liang Xing'er came here not to hunt him down.

It was just a coincidence that the two met here.

"A clown dares to speak so arrogantly?"

Liang Xing'er curled his lips and smiled with disdain.