Chapter 790 Refining Artifact

"You ants, you most humble reptiles, I am an artifact refined by the God Emperor, and I am a big man who dominates the life and death of the reincarnation of the heavens. How dare you do this to me? Ah, it hurts. What kind of flame is this? My body, my soul, you all have to die, die..." The twenty-eight-star disillusionment gun roared and struggled in the golden furnace of the sun. The terrible force made Gan Ping almost unable to hold his own artifact, and his mouth and nose also overflowed with blood.

With Gan Ping's now strong physical cultivation, he can be shaken like this, which shows the horror of this twenty-eight-star disillusionment gun. Such a terrible artifact, even if Gan Ping suppresses it with the power of many masters, I'm afraid he will not be able to do anything in the future, because he will always spend most of his strength to suppress the artifact riot, otherwise an inadvertently will be taken advantage of this artifact, break through the blockade and escape.

"Hmm, do you really think you are the incarnation of Di Jun? You are just a wisp of innate golden spirit. The emperor Jun gathered and gathered twenty-eight stars to cast the remains of the mythical beast into this magic gun and refined you into a spirit. For so many years, you have not been nourished by the spirit of Di Jun's golden black. You have been soaked by the cursed breath on the body of this magic gun. Your strength is far less than that of heyday. Why don't you submit quickly? Otherwise, you will be regeneured and disappear from now on!" The fire god roared repeatedly, and had drunk the heel of the twenty-eight star disillusionment gun, turned into a cluster of innate flames, and firmly surrounded the magic gun.

This Vulcan son deserves to be a person of the same era as the ancient Honghuang and Na Dijun. He knows the origin of this twenty-eight-star disillusionment gun. His voice also came from Gan Ping's ear, "Gan Ping boy, come on! Put the power of your world into this magic gun. The artifact itself is a congenital wisp of gold spirit, which is inherently inconsistent with the magic gun. Di Jun lost this magic gun before he could sacrifice the artifact completely. Otherwise, what he saw today would be the best artifact. This star magic gun lacks the power of the golden black fire to suppress the curse. Even this spirit can't bear it. As long as this spirit is refined, the magic gun is a masterless thing. It's so difficult for Wen Duo to get this artifact back!"

Hearing this, Gan Ping was immediately refreshed, and the big beard in the depths of his soul actually rose, and the faint green light fell, and in an instant he covered the star gun that rolled like a dragon. Huo Shenzi screamed and quickly dodged the cover of the Daxumi Lingguangzhan, "Is it actually Daxumi Lingguangzhan? Where did you get this thing? This is the treasure of the ancient Buddhism that suppresses the heart demons, refines the heart fire, and restrains the five elements of the world. How can it be in your hands? The Vladivine immediately screamed as if he had seen a ghost, and his face was full of disbelief.

"This Daxumi Lingguangzhan was refined by a Buddha in ancient times. Do you know what the Buddha is? That's infinitely close to the existence of Taoist ancestors. Such a divine object is actually in your hands. If you had used this treasure early, the witch would not have escaped at all!" A ray of fire wrapped the purple light Qingning divine oil sprinkled in the body, and the fire god son howled happily. Refreshing, refreshing! It's really comfortable! I didn't expect that there would be such a divine object. With this purple light Qingning divine oil, I can wash the impurities of my real fire, balance the yin and yang, and break through!"

However, the spirit in the star magic gun screamed. Gan Ping was shocked to find that his big Xumi spirit light cup was not controlled by himself and started it independently. The vast and majestic power dissipated from this simple lamp, and bursts of Sanskrit singing came from the heart of the lamp. I don't know when this lamp without a flame wick actually burned up. In the beating of the firelight, Gan Ping clearly noticed that a Buddha-like virtual shadow was chanting cross-legged, and the wide incagen was flying, really It's Baoxiang's solemnity.

"How could it be this thing? Hasn't the Buddha's vein disappeared? How do I feel a strong wish coming from this lamp? Do you want to confuse my mind and make me obedient? How is that possible? I am the only artifact in heaven and earth. All of you, all of you present are not qualified to control me. Innate golden spirit, kill everything, blow me!!!" With the fierce shout of the spirit, the magic gun shook violently, and a group of Yuanling inside trembled endlessly, and the powerful force swept the whole furnace like a storm.

"This spirit is crazy!" Huo Shenzi screamed, clenched his huge palm, and grabbed the trembling tail of the gun. The terrible power was difficult to control even by Taiyi Zhenxian. The power of Huo Shenzi and Gan Ping did not refine this artifact. At this time, a faint flame appeared on the surface of the magic gun. The flame was colorless and transparent, showing a dangerous smell.

The Vistorescent son suddenly changed his color. "What a paranoid spirit, it actually burns the source. If you want to force a breakthrough, don't you know that once you burn the source, your vitality will be greatly damaged, and it may even dissipate between heaven and earth?" Burning his own origin, this twenty-eight-star disillusionment gun was originally just a vague spirit. Now at this moment, the breath soared, and it actually transformed into a body. A beautiful girl appeared in the void, with a faint sadness on her face.

"How can I not know that the source of burning will be doomed? But my hall of artifact has changed its master, and now I am going to be transformed by the treasure of this Buddha and lose myself. Although it exists in the world, it is equivalent to the walking dead. How can I stand it with my pride? It's better to fight to the death and escape from here!" While talking, the face of the spirit immediately twisted and went crazy. "When I break through this obstacle and land, the person I meet is my master. At that time, although my s intelligence has been lost, the source is still found. One day, I will let you who suppress me taste the bitter fruits!"

Huo Shenzi and Gan Ping couldn't help but be speechless. Obviously, the two met an extremely paranoid artifact. This artifact was first taken away by the power of Jinwu's air pressure curse, and was greatly damaged by the invasion of the power of the curse, and they were full of resentment. Obviously, when that Winduo was in his hands, he did not have a good life. Now he is jointly suppressed and refined by everyone, and his own ferocity is immediately stimulated.

"When I escaped from the sky, the person I met was my master. When I condensed again, all those who bullied me would pay the price of bleeding. In a flash of fragrance, a moment of eternity, break it!" Twenty-eight ferocious and terrible shadows of mythical beasts appeared in this divine furnace, roaring and roaring towards the mouth of the furnace. Come back!" The previous series of changes made it impossible for Gan Ping to mobilize all his strength. However, at this moment, he finally integrated the power of his id world into the new artifact Tianmochemical blood knife and cut it down at the star god gun!

"Do you think you have entered my magic furnace and still want to leave? Once you burn the source and lose your mind, you will definitely return to Wendana by instinct. Do you think I don't know? I don't know when Gan Ping was already standing at the mouth of the stove, and a nail-sized flame was popped out by his finger and hit the tip of the gun heavily. Contaminated by the flame, the spirit immediately howled crazily, as if it were in pain.

It is the most primitive and pure spark that Gan Ping once got the innate Dou rate of silence. Just now, the artifact was tightly protected. Even if he used the most powerful real fire, it was just a waste of firepower. At present, the artifact actually went crazy, threw away all his protection, and tried to rush out. At this time, he did not hit him hard. When will he wait?

A sad scream sounded, and the originally clearly visible image immediately became illusory. This spirit was originally a congenital wisp of gold spirit, which was restrained by fire. Now it has been refined by Gan Ping, and immediately released a strong spirit of the innate golden spirit. The fire god smiled strangely and swallowed the breath of this release. Innate pure origin, although the attributes are different, I don't care about the ancestors. Hahaha, this mouth is enough to match my ten thousand years of hard work, making a lot of money!"

Burned by Gan Ping's innate Doushu silence and Zhenyan, the innate Gengjin spirit in this wisp of weapon spirit was actually refined, and what remained in the magic gun was the purest original breath. Although the spirit of the magic gun was in great trouble, it was still fearless, "Good flame, good fire! As long as I refine my innate Gengjin gas, I can integrate with this magic gun and never die forever! Unfortunately, Lord Di Jun did not take this step, so he lost me. After tens of thousands of years, I finally saw the hope of promotion!"

The spirit laughed wildly in the flames. It turned out that the spirit was also using the power of Gan Ping to purify the power in his body. For others, the innate wisp of gold was powerful, but for the spirit of the star god gun, it was simply a stumbling block that hindered her progress. If that Dijun did not lose the magic gun and slowly warmed up with the fire of Jinwu, one day he could refine the qi of the innate Gengjin, and this spirit is combined with the magic gun, and there is a possibility of being promoted to the best artifact.

However, Dijun lost his magic gun, but now he is cheaper than Gan Ping. This spirit uses the power of Gan Ping to refine his impurities, and why doesn't Gan Ping use his tricks to collect that wisp of innate gold? Whether it is the magic blood magic knife or your own sun melting gold furnace, with this wisp of innate financial input, the power will definitely rise to another level!

Obviously, this spirit is on the tip of the knife! Putting himself into this dangerous situation was to get the opportunity to spy on the supreme road. Gan Ping smiled coldly, and his huge palm suddenly turned over. Millions of monks in his sealed world immediately felt that their whole body was pumped out, and the huge palm like a mountain shot at the artifact!

"Ah! How can it be the power of the world? Only then did the spirit feel that it was terrible to dare to fight tall, and immediately exclaimed, "The power of the world is actually the power of the world. This Taiyi Zhenxian does not have the power of this world. How did you cultivate it? Oh, my God, you're a freak. I'm going to escape, I'm going to escape!" When the spirit found that it was not good, a huge rune in mid-air had been pressed down fiercely!