Chapter 204 Refinery

Can Yi Han let go of such a great place? Lao He once said that people who are obsessed can breed their own Canghuai weapons in seven days. Here, 100 hours are not more than an hour outside, that is to say, the first hour outside is more than four days here. Then, I can completely complete the nourishment of Canghuai Xuantie here.

This is almost the time and shortcut given by God. Although the pain experienced here is the same, time is a huge gap.

For the rest of the time, Yi Han has been immersed in this, not only training, but also about energy training and skill training.

These trainings, without exception, are for one purpose, to improve strength.

I don't know how much time Jing Wuya spends training here every day.

In this way, I don't know how long it took to kill crazily, and the level has gradually increased. The strange experience here is extremely high. Before Yi Han feels tired, he rose to level 81. Similarly, after the upgrade, the monster has also changed. The level has increased a little, but the strength is the same as before, but the experience has increased a lot.

I'm afraid this massive experience is outside, which is equivalent to the experience of a BOSS.

Xiaohei's strength has not increased too much. Yi Han is not sure how much its strength is. It may be around level 150.

I felt that the Canghuai Xuantie in my heart seemed to have some throbbing, and Yi Han couldn't help but be happy.

After fighting one after another, the feeling became stronger and stronger. Yi Han knew that the Canghuai spirit was completely fed by himself.

He stopped the training, closed the training, crossed his knees alone, and began to follow the Big Yangqi. As recorded in the Law, he began to imagine the shape and performance of the weapons he needed.

The heart can't be calm, and the qi can't be at peace. What is needed is obsession.

If there is no obsession, the heart can't reach the point of madness, then Canghuai Xuantie can't understand the obsession in his heart.

Thinking of this, Yi Han began to think about everything, and there was no situation of a powerful divine soldier.

What kind of sadness will the unarmed ant produce in the face of the strong?

What kind of desire will burst out when the existence of desire for power faces heaven and earth.

In that endless world, how to use the means of heaven and earth to completely divide everything completely.

In the ethereal and endless fairy world, should those powerful and endless immortals really be admired?

The longing of the heart, the longing for powerful magic soldiers, and the longing for strong strength are like the surging rivers and can no longer stop. They began to take off in the heart, encourage and boil. Canghuai Xuantie couldn't help trembling gently. It attacked Yi Han's heart again and again, as if it wanted to integrate into the heart.

Yi Han clenched his teeth and still did not stop.

Blood seems to never feed Canghuai Xuantie. It has long been as red as the heart, and even beats.

The tendons of Yi Han's whole body began to burst, and bursts of cyanins held up the skin extremely high, which looked fingly tight.

Canghuai Xuantie is still constantly attacking. The blood hole in his heart is getting bigger and bigger, the flesh and blood are worn off, and the ferocious and terrible internal organs appear.

Suddenly.

There seemed to be something blowing up in the head, and an illusory shadow gasped from the inside of the brain to the heart in an instant.

"Ah..."

Yi Han suddenly opened his eyes, supported the ground with his hands, and roared like a beast in a low voice.

"What's going on... Why is there such a powerful magic..."

Yi Han's painful roar and tried his best to question.

Unfortunate, no one could tell him the answer.

Roar!

Xiaohei beside him roared in a low voice, and his fishy red eyes stared at the Canghuai Xuantie at Yi Han's chest, and suddenly...

A vague figure like Yi Han popped up in the Xuantie of Canghuai. He stood quietly on Yi Han crawling on the ground, with no expression on his face, but he didn't know when there was a peerless magic soldier in his hand.

The divine soldier is a dagger blade, extremely cold. A blood tank is on the blood blade. It does not have a too gorgeous appearance, but it has a place to kill people with endless strength. It is completely to kill people. On the blood blade is covered with more than 200 small arrays that are only the size of rice grains, sharp and blooming with seven-color luster.

Seven-color luster? This is the luster that can only be produced by the heavenly magic weapon.

How can you be strong without experiencing setbacks, hardships and pain? Only with a lot of hard work can you become steel.

Xiaohei looked at the vague figure vigilantly and roared in a low voice, but saw the vague figure holding the peerless divine soldier high and cutting off Yi Han's head with a blank face.

Yi Han seemed to be aware of the danger. He suddenly looked up, but saw a pair of murderous eyes full of endless magic staring at the blurred figure!

Roar!

Xiaohei did not hesitate at all and rushed directly to the blurred figure. It turned into a wisp of black smoke, instantly wrapping the defenseless blurred figure. When the substantial body appeared, it had entangled the blurred figure together.

Seeing this scene, Yi Han stood up with all his strength, pulled out the magic tooth dagger, and cut it fiercely at the wrist of the blurred figure.

Poo-huh!

The vague figure doesn't seem to have much strength. Perhaps, he didn't resist at all.

When the knife went down, his palm broke in an instant, and the hand holding the dagger also fell down.

"Ah..."

Yi Han let out a low roar.

The hand holding the magic tooth dagger couldn't help but loosen.

Pain! Heart-breaking pain! Heart-breaking pain came from the right wrist.

It seems that the knife just now was not cut on the blurred figure wrapped by Xiaohei in front of him, but on his own body.

Yi Han clenched his teeth, and the sweat kept dripping from his cheeks.

"Is it... Is this vague figure in front of you yourself?" At this moment, Yi Han suddenly thought of what Lao He said, using this Yangqi Da. When refining the blade, Canghuai Xuantie forms an artifact spirit, and it is very likely to control itself.

But why did he cut him down, but it seemed to be on himself?

Forget it, I can't control so much.

The intense pain and sudden magic made him have no time to think. After his brain launched the last order, he suddenly picked up the peerless magic soldier on the ground and stabbed the heart of the blurred figure in front of him.

At the moment when the dagger blade pierced her skin, Yi Han only felt a pain in his heart, and then his eyes turned black. His consciousness turned off in an instant, and he fell straight over...

Bang!

Yi Han's body fell to the ground, and the blurred figure entangled by Xiaohei also collapsed in an instant.

Little black's body slowly hovered on the ground. It looked at Yi Han quietly, and its red eyes flashed...

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(seeking red)