Chapter 95 Fire

After the eldest brother Gu Senran left for a long time, Gan Ping came to his senses. After all, he didn't think of a clue. Looking at the scattered beds on the ground, he shook his head helplessly. He reached out and untied the return sword on his back, closed the door and ignored the scattered beds on the ground. He began to carefully study the return sword in his hand. The whole body of the extremely heavy Huanshan sword is cast with Xuanhai sinking dragon gold. This refining magic weapon material with a grade of up to four grades is used properly, and a four-grade Xuanbing can be refined at will. However, at present, this Huanshan sword is only a six-grade magic weapon, which is obviously done by Mo Yufeng.

This Xuanhai Shenlong gold is claimed to be invincible below one grade. Relying on extremely hard materials, it has become the favorite of the magic weapon flying sword monks. Although it is not extremely precious, it is also a big deal to take out so much Shenlong gold to refine a huge sword like Mo Lianfeng. Unfortunately, although this Xuanhai Shenlongjin is extremely hard, its toughness is much worse. If you fight with people's magic weapons, it will inevitably be a little unsatisfactory. However, if you can add some other materials to refine it carefully, this flying sword can easily rise to a higher level.

Looking at the three simple magic arrays on the sword, Gan Ping frowned slightly. It seems that his new master Mo Zhenfeng is really going to test himself. These three basic magic arrays gather the aura of the flying sword when they are depicted on the flying sword, so that they will not collapse. If it weren't for these three magic arrays, the material of this weight would also break the body of the sword, let alone use it freely, but it can also be seen that Mo Jianfeng's achievements in the machine have reached the state of eclipsing.

He squeaked his mouth and stroked the three arrays. The aura in the three arrays was slowly passing away. If he hadn't studied the array for many days, he wouldn't have felt the particularity of this array. That is to say, you must refine the mountain sword before the reiki of this array is exhausted, otherwise when the array of reiki is exhausted, the heavy giant sword will be broken because of its own weight, and then your test will be a failure.

Touching the solid sword body, Gan Ping smiled slightly with a wry smile. Although the sword was 3, 900 jin, it was exercised by Mo Lianfeng with Nanming Lihuo for seven or 49 days. Among them, the impurities were gone, but it also made Gan Ping's second quenching a lot more difficult. The Nanming can't enter the five elements to refine everything. This mountain sword has been trained by it for so long, and it has been pure. What a difficulty it is to change it.

Thinking of this, Gan Ping opened his mouth, and the Binghuo Yuan Gang, who had been recuperating in Dantian Zilian, quietly came out, and a golden dragon wrapped around the mountain sword with Gan Ping's heart. The divine consciousness was entangled on the sword body. Gan Ping was happy to find that the strong sword body under the burning of Binghuo Yuangang actually had some traces of melting. It seemed that this Binghuo Yuangang was not inferior to those strange fires, and even better than it. What's more, this is just a newly formed Binghuo Yuangang. If it is until it is achieved, it must be powerful. Infinity.

Suddenly, Gan Ping thought of the dragon and snake bowl that Mo Yufeng gave him at the time of the sect's big comparison, which contained several Qianyuan Lihe Zhenyan, and his master would not be aimless. He could not embarrass himself with tasks that he could not complete. With the strength of the mountain sword, Gan Ping's own real fire can't be burned and refined. I think it is to let him learn to use the Lihe Zhenyan. This Qianyuan Lihe Zhenyan is also one of the strange fires in the world. It restrains all evils and melts everything. In ancient times, it was also one of the top-ranked flames.

Thinking of doing it, Gan Ping turned his hand and took out the dragon and snake bowl from the storage bag. The runes flashed on the crystal clear jade bowl, and the layers of formations depicted it. The seven crimson flames inside turned into seven dragons playing and chasing each other, but they could never break through the light of the bowl. The obstruction of the curtain. After several hands in a row, Gan Ping refined the magic weapon in his hand according to the control magic weapon given by Mo Lianfeng. Although the level of this magic weapon is too high, with the affinity of his fire spirit body to the flame, he can still barely control the dragon and snake bowl in front of him.

With a hand pointing, Qianyuan Lihe Zhenyan, who turned into a fire dragon in the bowl, immediately roared out, and the temperature in the room immediately soared. At such a close distance, Gan Ping felt that his hair and eyebrows were faintly charred. This Qianyuan Clutch Zhenyan is different from the Binghuoyuan Gang just now. The Binghuo Yuan Gang is derived from Gan Ping's own cultivation. The application is restrained and not exposed at the heart. However, the seven fire dragons in front of them are naturally raised wildly. A little out of the control of the dragon and snake bowl, it roars and rages.

The fire, which was scratching the hair on the side, suddenly felt the spiritual fluctuation of the fire around him. It was born to get up from the ground and stared at the seven fire dragons in the air with a pair of round eyes. Gan Ping quickly took out a few spiritual stones from the storage bag, and spread it out with a small spiritual array, and then eighty-one stars and silver flew out, which firmly imprisoned the scorching firepower in the array. Otherwise, it may not be a big deal for Ganping to let the firepower disperse, but this room is It was burned. He just destroyed a bed. If he lit a fire in his room again, Gan Ping didn't know how to face the brothers in the Fire Hall.

After arranging the Lingzhen Ganping, he breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately got a headache at the seven roaring fire dragons in front of him. In fact, the best way was to feed these seven Qianyuan Lihe Zhenyan to his own Binghuo Yuan Gang. This Binghuo Yuanang is not inferior to the power of Qihuo. What is more valuable is that it can evolve and enhance its power. The most important thing is that you can apply it at will, unlike this unruly and wild clutch Zhenyan, which is difficult to control.

But if he refined it into his own Binghuoyuan Gang, when Master Mo Lianfeng asked, he could not justify himself. His eyes flashed and thought for a while, and Gan Ping had a plan in his heart. Trying to control the dragon and snake bowl, he ordered the seven fire dragons in the air to gather together. Because of the sacrifice, Gan Ping's technique was quite strange. He tried several times before bringing together the seven ferocious dragon heads together. The divine thought slightly moved and manipulated the dragon and snake bowl to send a life to these Lihe Zhenyan, who had been slightly intelligent. Order.

The seven phantomed fire dragons reluctantly spewed a spark from their mouths. As early as the side, Bing Huoyuan Gang, who was eager to try, suddenly rushed up and swallowed the flame spit out by Lihe Zhenyan under the sign of Gan Ping. In an instant, the whole small dragon god immediately soared, and the crimson Mars began to escape from the golden dragon god hovering in the air, and a faint purple appeared in the whole dragon body.

On the contrary, Qianyuan Lihe Zhenyan, who was swallowed by Bing Huoyuan and refined a flame, was depressed and listless, and he had long since disappeared from the arrogant and domineering just now. Gan Ping's heart moved, took out a jade bottle, picked up seven essences of the fire from the ground fire and flew to the seven clutches of Zhenyan. Seeing the seven spiritual fire dragons flying towards him with pure firepower, he immediately opened his mouth and swallowed it, and the originally dim light on his body also recovered. What surprised Gan Ping more was that this unruly strange fire actually sent out a close meaning to himself through the connection of the dragon and snake bowl. Unexpectedly, this was a way to domesticate the strange fire.

On the side, the Binghuo Yuan Gang, which had already been refined, raised his head slightly and was quite disdainful of the essence of the fire thrown by Gan Ping. It seemed that the essence of the fire did not suit its appetite. Gan Ping looked at the greedy look of the little dragon looking at Qianyuan Lihe Zhenyan in his eyes, and there was a burst of laughter in his heart. It seemed that the appetite of Binghuoyuan Gang was also uneasy. Fortunately, he could use this essence of Wuhuo to supplement the consumption of Lihe Zhenyan. Otherwise, only seven Lihe Zhenyan was really not enough to refine this Binghuo Yuan Gang.