Chapter 690: Desperate Beihai 30

Xia Feng is difficult on Shenlei, and he is thinking hard about how to refine Lei Linggen safely. After a full hour, his face was still sad.

I sighed in my heart, and finally decided to pull out the thunder to depict the rune first. These gods are engraved on the runes, once they are recorded successfully. The power contained in runes is really earth-shaking. Thinking about Xia Feng, he looked for some good rune original paper in the space magic weapons that had killed the monks from his Xumi ring.

Sure enough, I found a few good rune original papers.

After the mind was immersed in Dantian, a wisp of divine consciousness gently floated on the thunder, and it was like 'drawing silk' on it. Gently pull out a little of the thunderbolt, so that it can slowly swim in the veins. Xia Feng gently stroked the original paper with his finger as a pen. The wandering thunder suddenly filled his fingertips.

For the first time, Shenlei just came into contact with the original rune paper. The original rune paper suddenly wrinkled. The power of Thunder was too domineering, and the operation was not smooth, so it naturally failed. Unfortunately, a lot of thunder was wasted.

After a sigh, Xia Feng took out the remaining few pieces of original paper and drew the limited thunder in Dantian again. At this time, Xia Feng suddenly found that the thunder in Dantian was a little less...

All of a sudden, Xia Feng's dead brain survived.

Although Shenlei can't be divided into two, it can slowly extract and characterive runes. When half of it is left, it can be refined.

"I've been doing it for a long time, and I have a dead mind. Oh, it's really stupid. After Xia Feng mocked himself, he was in a much better mood. The problem is solved, and the finger is used as a pen to start burning again.

One by one, one carefully, but there is a continuous rune slowly on the original rune paper. The golden thunder recorded on the rune turned into gold wire and was tightly attached to the original paper. After Xia Feng outlined the whole rune in one breath, after a flash of dazzling golden thunder, the rune finally condensed successfully.

Seeing the first rune condensed by the Heavenly Thunder, Xia Feng's face flashed with joy and carefully held the God's thunder rune. Feeling the domineering power contained in the rune, even he was shocked.

If this rune explodes, the power is no less powerful than that of the God of the Three. Most importantly, Shenlei is condensed in the line by runes, with the support of the array, and the power is not comparable to before.

After seeing that the thunder in Dantian was a quarter less, Xia Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Then he continued to extract his own thunder, and after another hour condensed a thunder rune again.

Holding this rune in the palm of my hand, Xia Feng is much more comfortable.

"Let's call it God's punishment runes. When fighting, I'm afraid to throw such runes..." Xia Feng thought badly. The thunder that originated from the heavenly disaster exploded, and the scenes were simply crazy.

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After the divine thunder was condensed, Xia Feng wrapped the divine thunder with three flavors of real fire and began to refine it. Shenlei was subconsciously resisted by the burning of the red sun fire. Shenlei rolled, and the summer wind was scared to sweat coldly. After quickly injecting the power of the fairy baby into the emperor's sword, it was suppressed again and burned like lightning. The original size of Shenlei's fist is constantly melting. Two hours later, the god thunder turned into a pool of spiritual liquid.

It's time to shape.

Heaven and earth take green dragon, white tiger, rosefinch and Xuanwu as the four mythical beasts. The green dragon is the main one, so let's shape the spiritual root into the image of the green dragon. Xia Feng narrowed a line in his eyes and immediately pinched Xianjue. A pool of spiritual liquid squirmed, and the shaping process was also very rapid.

After being shaped into a green dragon, he looked at the lifelike thunder dragon spirit, and the noble gold made him more powerful out of thin air.

"There are still a lot of scales of the dragon in my hand, which are just used now!" Xia Feng suddenly remembered this and immediately took out dozens of dragon scales from the Xumi ring and threw them on the ground. Seeing this piece of strength like iron, the dragon scale summer wind, which is comparable to a spiritual weapon, also sighed for a while.

After a wisp of red sun fire popped up from between the fingers and fell on the dragon scales, then a trace of thick dark yellow dragon gas emerged from the scales and slowly condensed in the air. If some old monsters see that Xia Feng actually cultivates the spiritual root with dragon scales, I'm afraid that the saliva will spray his face.

Dragon scales are a good thing above the dragon. A scale, even if it has not been refined, is not equal to a medium-grade spiritual weapon. Up to now, it has been used as a spiritual root by Xia Feng...

With so many dragon scales, it is enough to refine a set of magic weapons.

Dozens of dragon scales were stained with dragon gas. After being extracted like this, the dragon gas floated in front of Xia Feng. After the dragon gas of the first dragon scale was extracted clean, the dragon scale, which was originally as tough as iron, was immediately broken into powder.

The reason why the dragon scales are so tough and defensive is amazing, because they are supported by pure dragon spirit. Now the dragon gas has been extracted, which is equivalent to the passage of essence, and it is naturally broken.

Follow the second dragon scales into powder, the third, and the fourth. Pieces of dragon scales are slowly powdered, and there are more and more dragon gas suspended in front of Xia Feng. The pure dragon gas makes a touch of dull depression around.

Longwei!

The real dragon power is in everyone's hearts, which is a little unbeardable. After dozens of dragon scales were drained, Xia Feng raised his hand and collected it, and the dragon gas flowed to his palm and slowly began to condense. The thunder dragon spirit in his body sensed something, and there was an urgent voice.

The dragon gas penetrated into the veins of the summer wind and rushed to the thunder dragon spirit like lightning. Both of them were attracted to each other. The pure dragon gas flowed into the thunder dragon spirit.

The originally dead Lei Longling was born with a touch of anger!

You should know that once the spiritual root is molded, it is also quite a dead thing. Now the thunder dragon spirit is actually born with a touch of anger, and has a substantial dragon power, so that Xia Feng can be cultivated like this. In time, a god dragon may appear.

After carefully looking at his Lei Linggen, Xia Feng became more and more satisfied. Time passed quietly, and the three people of the Wind Emperor returned to Qijia Island, recalling the lingering eyes of last night.

It's like a nightmare wrapped around my heart.

The streets of Qijia Island are all discussing the vision of heaven and earth that happened last night. Whether it's the sky flickering or the roaring thunder. They are all rare wonders in a thousand years!

"It is said that all the visions of heaven and earth yesterday were caused by the evil god. At that time, even the thunder fell like raindrops. The man was like a god and demon, and he was not afraid of it. It was heard that the heaven and earth slaves who guided the thunder were smashed. Not only that, it is said that the deputy head of the Sword Gate was beaten by the evil god, and even the Zhenzong Zhibao was lost, and finally escaped with serious injuries.

"This man also fought a lot before crossing the disaster, killing several real immortals. It's not an exassion to say that it is a god of killing. It is said that the fairy disaster last night was so horrible that it was unimaginable. This evil god has actually passed, and I'm afraid that the North Sea will turn up an earth-shaking wave in the future. Don't forget that he and the fairy king are immortal.

"I remember that at that time, he dared to be a hard fairy king with a wisp of hair in the golden elixir period. Now he has become a real immortal, and how terrible is his achievement? He made a ten-year vow, and I think it's very likely... I don't know how long it has been in the virtual fairyland. It's such a horrible rising star."

Xianfan in the streets and alleys is talking about 'summer wind'. Some people despise and disdain it, thinking that although he is talented, he wants to defeat the fairy king or even kill him in ten years, which is simply a dream.

There are also people who worship in their hearts and kill immortals with swords. If anyone has the intention to kill me, I will kill them.

The three people of the Wind Emperor wandered on the street and heard a lot of discussion. The noisy crowd was talking about what happened last night. I felt more about my arrogance and stupidity at that time. Fortunately... they are not stupid enough to do it. Otherwise... now they have become the souls of the dead, haven't they?

The three returned to the place where they lived, remembering that a mysterious man told me the whereabouts of the emperor's sheath last night. Originally, I thought he was a beautiful man, and he could be famous in the clan, and maybe he could be classified as a direct line. Now it seems that there is something popular there. Obviously, it is a poisonous snake, and it is a poisonous snake that may kill even if you touch it.

Walking to a building, the two guards in front of the door asked, "Three clans, what's the matter with you coming here?"

"Please tell us that if we want to see Feng Liwu, we will say that there is something urgent. About the ancestral emperor's treasure in those years. After looking at each other, the three still said it with difficulty.

The matter of the imperial scabbard is of great importance. Even if they didn't get the imperial sheath and contributed this news, it was a great contribution to them. Thinking of the honor and benefits of becoming a direct line, even if they risk life and death, the three of them will fight hard.

"Wait a minute." The guard outside the door said casually and walked into the building. After a while, he came back and invited the three of them to go in. After the three of them went in, at the stone pavilion in the distance, the young man with sword eyebrows was tasting tea and stroking the sword.

Long hair shawl, quite a three-point free temperament.

"It is rumored that Feng Li Wu's eldest brother has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years. The art of standing in the face is like the face of a young man, which is really enviable. The woman among the three couldn't help but admire her.

After all, women love the strong.

"Come on, this is Wudao tea that has only produced three catties in a thousand years. I asked for some from my ancestors a few days ago. I'll give you a try. The young man knew that there was someone behind him, so he said without turning his head.

The three of them hurriedly sat down, took a sip of tea, and did not dare to look up at the appearance of the young eldest brother.

"Come on, three little guys came to me and said that it was about the ancestral artifact. Isn't the imperial sheath in the Qi family? Was it taken away by someone?

"No..." The young man of the three restrained his expression, shook his head and said, "The artifact of the Qi family was not taken away. I feel that Qi Molin, the young master of the Qi family, seems to have integrated the emperor's spirit. However, the imperial sheath was given to a young man named Xia Feng.

"Oh?!"