Chapter 566: Another Piece
The body of the world moved, the soul split, and a soul penetrated into the jasper gourd. In a moment, it was integrated with the magic weapon. A new weapon spirit has taken root and evolved into shape.
The cultivation of the artifact is closely related to the level of the magic weapon. It controls two treasures of the nine continents. After the soul is divided, the world. The breath is not only weak, but it is stronger. The cultivation is also rising, and the realm is stable. It has reached the peak of the eight turns of the soul. However, the fate of the artifact is inseparable from the magic weapon, and it is impossible to give birth to the soul. If you want to reach the level of nine turns of the soul, you need huge energy to produce metamorphosis.
Although the artifact was born, the jasper gourd seems to be missing something, and it has not been promoted to the top grade.
The seal of heaven and earth and jasper gourd converge together, and the heaven and earth in the magic weapon are also integrated, deriving and changing from each other. This small world is also more perfect. The world is immersed in the small world of magic weapon, integrating the origin and condensing the magic weapon.
"If all the treasures of Jiuzhou are handed over, the world will control it. I don't know what will happen." Qingluan's eyes are a little complicated and envious. He has been born with the seal of heaven and earth for thousands of years, but he has never been able to become an artifact. I don't know what the world is from. Unexpectedly, he will have such a strong ability. If he can really control all the treasures of Jiuzhou, I don't know how much his realm will rise.
"Well, this jasper gourd will be sacrificed by the world, and sooner or later it will be promoted to the best magic weapon." The materials in the seal of heaven and earth were taken with the world, and Shen Chong no longer paid attention to anything and waved the two magic weapons away.
"Lan Hancheng has also been captured by me, so he stayed in this cold jade ice field for a few days. When I refine him as an instrument, I will go to Qingyun Mountain."
Shen Chong practiced his soul of life, and his confidence rose greatly. Even in the face of Lv Tianjun, he had enough confidence to defeat him. However, the most urgent task is to promote Tianyin Luo Umbrella and Zhitian Yin and Yang Zhu as magic weapons. Zhutian Xuanming Zhibao reached perfection and balanced with the battle map of the gods. He can not only get rid of the suppression of this battle map, but also may not be deliberately unexpected. At that time, it will be easy to kill Lv Tianjun.
"Okay, all the treasures in Xiaoxumi's world have been received in the seal of heaven and earth. After taking the Yujian Villa in, you can leave at any time." Qingluan nodded.
To the north of Yuxian Mountain, there is an iceberg with a radius of a hundred miles. The mountain is nearly ten thousand feet high, the location is secluded, and the aura is extremely thin. Except for ice and snow, there is nothing around, and there are no practitioners.
Shen Chong and Qing Luan came to this unknown peak. They pointed out that a huge void boundary had unfolded, and a cloud wrapped the peak. From a distance, it seemed to be a piece of nothingness.
Shen Chong didn't care about the lack of aura. Nearly tens of millions of vitality stones burned, stimulated a huge gathering array to run, and created a holy place of practice. The aura transformed, everything flourished, the ice and snow melted, the birds and flowers were fragrant, and the derived aura was not much worse than the little fairyland.
Shen Chong laid dozens of arrays in the void boundary. After preparing everything, he sat down cross-legged, turned his palm, and took out a blue crystal the size of a palm. A figure could be faintly seen in the blue crystal, constantly vibrating and jumping, trying to break free.
"Lan Hancheng, don't struggle anymore. At the moment you are captured by me, your fate is doomed. Come out." Shen Chong pinched his fingers, the crystal was broken, and a blue light flew out and turned into Lan Hancheng's body again.
"Damn, what do you want?" Although Lan Hancheng was released, his mana was sealed, and his body and soul were severely damaged. His expression was a little depressed, and his eyes kept flashing, looking for a glimmer of vitality in the predicament.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you, but I will borrow your strong luck to condense the magic weapon for me." Shen Chong smiled faintly.
After cultivating the soul of life, he has been able to faintly see other people's luck. The fate of luck guards the practitioner. Ordinary monks will only be in danger only when the luck dissipate. In the end, he will he die. However, although Lan Hancheng has become a prisoner, his luck is still strong, and his body is still shrouded in a thick layer of luck. Jing Mang, but these fortunes are dissipating all the time, far less than half of their heyday.
Lan Hancheng was also the son of Jiuzhou. He was protected by Jiuzhou's luck. He would not have fallen easily, but Shen Chong also had the identity of the son of Jiuzhou, and his luck was far above Lan Hancheng.
Shen Chong wanted to use Lan Hancheng's luck to refine him into an artifact, turn his luck into the luck of Tianyin Luo Umbrella, and successfully refine this magic weapon in one fell swoop.
"Are you going to erase my mind and refine it into an instrument?" Lan Hancheng screamed, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes. When he lost his mind, he was no different from the puppet. He was manipulated by others and was enslaved for life. There was no chance of reincarnation, which was worse than the soul flying.
"Well, if it weren't for your strong luck, it's the talent of heaven, I may not like you." Shen Chong sneered. The most important thing for the transforming spirit is to match the magic weapon, and the protection of the air can greatly reduce the rejection of the magic weapon, protect the soul from dissipate, increase the probability of fusion, and the powerful spirit will also improve the quality of the magic weapon.
With the promotion of cultivation, the condensation of the magic weapon is becoming more and more difficult. Even the strong at the peak of the soul realm may not be 100% refined into artifacts. Otherwise, there are many souls of the nine-turn monks mastered by Shen Chong, and there is no need to refine Lan Han into the artifact spirit of Tianyin Luo Umbrella.
"Hey hey, it's your honor to be the magic weapon of the prince." Seven stars came out with a smile.
Whey! Whep!
Chiyuan, Lin Linger, Shen Yan, Shen Mo, Qiu Feng and Mo Shan also jumped out. Headed by the seven stars, they sat cross-legged in the void boundary, and a treasure umbrella slowly rose in the middle, emitting colorful light, which was very eye-catching.
Lan Hancheng's eyes suddenly shrank. Four of these seven artifacts have no self-awareness. He can already see his future.
"Wait a minute, don't erase my mind. How about I cooperate with you to integrate the magic weapon?" Lan Hancheng roared eagerly.
"Retain your mind? Hey hey, it's up to you." Shen Chong said coldly. With a grasp of his palm, he had pressed it on Lan Hancheng's head. His mana ran and began to extract the origin of his soul.
Now whether it is his realm or power, he is far above Lan Hancheng. The mana has penetrated into his sea of knowledge, but it does not search for his memory, but directly bombards his consciousness and stirs up a burst in his sea of knowledge.
Although he retains his mind and takes the initiative to incarnate the spirit, Shen Chong can't believe that Lan Hancheng does not mention the other party's cunning, and he also destroys the whole Lan family. How can Lan Hancheng be willing to obey himself?
"You..., damn it, I want to curse you, I will curse you forever, you will always sink into the darkness, forever..." The sea of knowledge stirs, the soul refining, Lan Hancheng's voice is distorted, feeling that the power is passing rapidly, screaming.
"Nonsense, after being refined by me, it will disappear forever. There is no such thing as eternal life." Shen Chong sneered and kept bombarding the mana.
After a scream, Lan Hancheng's mind fell into a coma, and his vitality collapsed. The source of the soul was extracted and wandered in the void with the body of the soul.
The origin of Lan Hancheng's soul is not weak, with as many as 79,000. All the soul sources are swimming endlessly, imprisoned by Shen Chong's mana, and the body is sealed.
The seven artifacts are also mobilized from the source, each casting magic power, constantly playing the magic formula, washing Lan Hancheng's soul.
Without the body, Lan Hancheng's spirit and will were greatly weakened. He just trembled for a moment and then calmed down, but there was still a hidden power of blessing guarding his mind.
"Well, the jasper gourds have been refined by all worlds, and there is such a strong Jiuzhou luck." Shen Chong pointed a little finger, the mana worked, and the magic power appeared. It also mobilized the origin of Jiuzhou and penetrated in little by little.
It took Shen Chong nine days to break the protection of this luck, completely extinguished Lan Hancheng's mind, integrated his will, and penetrated into the Tianyin umbrella.
Hum...
The pure soul energy did not cause any rejection, and it was integrated into the magic weapon. The Tianyinluo umbrella rotated rapidly, and a treasure light shone out. The sound of clicks in the umbrella body kept ringing. The arrays condensed one by one, and the treasure light became stronger and stronger. It shone for three days before it converged.
I don't know when a huge dark cloud shrouded the cold jade ice field. The thunder rolled, and the birds and beasts scattered. The void boundary unfolded by Shen Chong was crushed by this powerful pressure, and the whole peak was trembling.
The powerful thunderlight was reflected in the ice and snow. There was only a vast expanse of white space between heaven and earth. Countless thunder dragons shuttled down, and the unknown peaks were collapsed, the earth was sad, and the ice under the ground had cracked.
The disaster of Tianyin Luo Umbrella has come. The disaster of this magic weapon is the monk's own disaster. Even Shen Chong has to face the power of this heavenly disaster carefully.
A clear sound suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and a huge treasure umbrella slowly opened. The golden light was shining, gorgeous and boundless. The Sanskrit sound came and turned into a huge sky covering the earth. Countless thunderstorms swarmed and bombarded the magic weapon, but it was blocked by the Tianyin Luo umbrella containing Shen Chong's magic power.
Yin and yang two-color thunder, through the sky through the mine, the beast dragon tooth thunder, the ancient mountain thunder, countless ancient god thunders fell down. The huge thunder is also a kind of experience for Shen Chong. In the powerful and irritable thunder and electricity rain, the Tianyin Luo umbrella also showed some support, and the treasure light began to disperse.
Poo!
Shen Chong suddenly spewed out a breath of vitality, smashed more than a hundred medium-grade magic weapons in a row, and put all the source of the plundered soul into the Tianyin Luo umbrella. Suddenly, this treasure umbrella rose so much, integrated with Shen Chong's magic power, and jointly experienced the quenching of the heavenly disaster.
Although this disaster was not as fierce as the virtual shadow of Thor Tianzun, it lasted for seven days and seven nights. The boundless thunder gathered into a huge thunder bead, shining the snow on the ice field like a big sun.
Boom!
After seven days, the clouds in the sky finally gradually dissipated. The Tianyinluo umbrella covering the sky turned into a ten-foot-sized canopy, landed on the top of Shen Chong's head and slowly rotated.
The magic weapon in the world is directly at the middle level. The treasure light is closed, but it is still extraordinary.
Sanskrit sings softly, and the gods whisper. In the rotation of the top umbrella, a virtual shadow of a god appears on the umbrella from time to time. It is holy and noble. Under the cover of the Tianyin Luo umbrella, it is like an isolated small world. Everything is ethereal and quiet. Even the mind has been washed, and the world in the eyes are different.
"What a Tianyin umbrella, the defense should also be on the jasper gourd."
Suddenly, Shen Chong's mind moved, his arms trembled, and the other eight treasures of Zhutian Xuanmingzhibao also flew out. The treasure lights reflected each other, and the power went further. Shen Chong felt that the battle map of the gods seemed to move, and the suppression of Zhutian Xuanming Zhibao was also loosened a little.
It seems that the battle map of the gods and the mysterious treasure of the heavens really complement each other, but now this set of magic weapons is not complete, and the grade is too low, so it is suppressed by the battle map.