Chapter 189 Refining the magic weapon

Yanlong's body is as red as fire, and his body is small. After slowly sucking/redyang flames, his eyes glowed with excitement. Soon, like a hungry baby, it bit the source of the red sun flame and absorbed the essence of the flame. What followed was unprepared. The Yanlong, which was only the size of a thumb, began to expand gradually after absorbing the essence of the flame, and the red color on its body slowly deepened and became a little purple. With the passage of time, Yanlong's body became higher and higher, and the color on his body became brighter and brighter.

When Yanlong's body rose about several times, he suddenly increased his sucking force, and the original fire on Yang Fan's body poured out like a canal. He felt a tingling in his heart and hurriedly stopped the output of the original fire. However, the magic weapon has been connected with him at this time, and he can't control the loss of the red sun flame at all. The residual power of Yanlong's body completely broke out, and its huge suction did not stop at all.

Yang Fan was a little surprised, and the unexpected strange events made him at a loss. I didn't expect that Yanlong was weak and could have such a strong potential. That's exactly what completely underestimated the power of ancient mythical beasts.

The dragon of the ancient mythical beast burst out its terrible potential like a drowning when the dragon's soul was about to dissipate. The powerful needs of the dragon soul can't be met by a small Jindan monk. According to this situation, within an hour, the original fire in the Niwan Palace will be sucked by it, and Yang Fan will also die.

At a critical moment, Yang Fan's thoughts condensed and decided to gamble. Instead of being sucked clean by Yanlong, it is better to integrate the demon's ghost flame into your own body and let Yanlong suck.

He wanted to take the chaotic fire as his own very early, but he has never made up his mind and is always worried that he can't control the chaotic fire with the power of destroying heaven and earth.

Now, it has become a tiger. If you can't solve the immediate crisis, you will inevitably die. Instead of dying inexplicably, it's better to fight for it.

Break the kettle and sink the boat and fight against the water.

After Yang Fan made up his mind, he summoned the demon to sit in front of him.

The demon did not hesitate. He pinched the formula in his hand, and a faint ghost flame appeared at his fingertips. He turned his hands over and shouted, "Edict!"

The ghost flame penetrated straight into Yang Fan's Yintang hole, and the thin ghost flame just entered the Yintang and caused earth-shaking changes.

First of all, Yang Fan's mind suddenly shook, as if he had been smashed with a huge hammer, and he was stunned by a "bang". After the red flame in the Niwan Palace met the ghost flame, the two quickly merged, turned into a chaotic fire, and rushed to the dragon.

The dragon soul, which was greedily sucking the flame of the red sun, did not react at all, and swallowed the chaotic fire. The domineering chaotic fire was not so easy to swallow.

"Oh..."

The dragon's soul was stung by the stung Yanlong and howled bitterly, resounding in the cave. Yanlong wanted to stop absorbing the chaotic fire, and the weak dragon soul could not bear such a huge Zhenyuan. In an instant, the whole Yanlong was surrounded by chaotic flames, and a dark flame swallowed it up and quickly swept the whole body visibly with the naked eye.

"Oh..." Yanlong's body did not live in the mirror, and the wailing was endless.

Yang Fan has been awake for a long time, but subconsciously outputs the original fire to nourish Yanlong. The dragon mirror is full of chaotic flames, leaving the dragon soul nowhere to live.

Dragon head, dragon body, dragon claws, dragon tail; little by little, they are all swallowed up by the chaotic fire. At this time, the extremely red Yanlong has become as dark as ink, and he does not have the previous appearance at all.

Gradually, the dragon's soul calmed down and collapsed on the ground, leaving only a trace of breath. After a long time, the black dragon swallowed by the chaotic fire slowly stood up, looked around, and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared loudly. With excitement and excitement, he couldn't help flying in the world in the mirror.

Yang Fan, who had just used himself as a medium, was also awakened by this loud roar. He, who had just recovered his mind, hurriedly stopped the demon and withdrew the chaotic fire in the dragon mirror.

Chaotic fire is the beginning of all things in heaven and earth, which can destroy everything, nourish and create everything.

Yang Fan closed his eyes and quietly felt the changes in the mud pill palace.

The original red sun flame has long disappeared, and then replaced by the real chaotic flame. The unparalleled chaotic flame is wandering around the limbs and bones, assimilated and swallowing the original Zhenyuan, transforming the Zhenyuan in the golden elixir at a very fast speed.

Turn around and a week has passed.

As soon as Yang Fan opened his eyes, a black and bright light flashed in an instant, and then disappeared. He stood up slowly, looked down at the changes in his body, and turned his right hand.

"Boom!"

Sum, a dark flame burst out, reflecting the whole house.

"Haha, ha ha..."

Yang Fan looked up to the sky and smiled for a long time. He did not expect that when refining his own magic weapon, he could get the fusion of chaotic fire as the source, which increased the power of the skill of "Burning Heaven" by more than several times. The red sun flame and the chaotic fire could not be compared at all. The strengthened original fire doubled its power when casting spells.

Not only that, but even the appearance of the previous Yanlong Mirror has changed greatly.

Yang Fan's mind moved, and the dragon mirror was shining brightly. The black flames burning brightly on the mirror were burning on the mirror. A black scales were all over his body, and the fierce black dragon with fierce eyes came out of the mirror.

The black dragon's body became about the size of an adult man, and the fiery red color on his body completely disappeared, turning into a black dragon soul.

The black dragon looked unruly, with a trace of contempt in his eyes and a noble head raised. He just glanced at the owner opposite, and there was no movement.

Yang Fan's eyebrows condensed and knew that this black dragon still carried the original memory, and the dignity of the ancient mythical beast was not so subdued. Seeing its movements, he didn't care too much. He waved a sign and shouted, "Hold it!"

The dragon mirror in front of... Now it should be called the Black Dragon Mirror more appropriate. The black dragon mirror flashed away and was collected by Yang Fan in Dantian and slowly warmed up.

"It's a wonderful feeling. I didn't expect the magic weapon to be like this." Yang Fan muttered.

In order to refine the black dragon mirror, it took nearly two years, and the quenching accounted for most of it. Of course, the benefits are far greater than imagined. The power of the fire dragon is absolutely inferior to that of the current black dragon. The black dragon is made by devouring the fire of chaos, that is to say, this black dragon is really condensed by the fire of chaos. Although I don't know its ultimate power, according to past experience, it is not difficult to imagine the power of the black dragon.

With the magic weapon, whether you meditate cross your knees or walk upright, you can always feel its connection with yourself, just like a part of your body.

The power of this black dragon mirror is much greater than expected. After all, the black dragon is a change that devours chaotic fire. However, after entering the body, I felt that the black dragon was not as powerful as it seemed on the surface. The dragon soul was weak for too long and needed a long period of warmth to reach the peak. Now taking it to fight against the enemy is tantamount to killing chickens to get eggs, and the gains outweigh the losses.

For good, the magic weapon has been refined, and a big stone in my heart has been put down. With such a peerless treasure, I succeeded in refining it myself, and a sense of pride rose.

It took about a year to quietly warm up the black dragon mirror. Yang Fan went out of the customs again to find Zhongqu, and Huang Quanfan, the original magic weapon of the demon spirit, was also about to start refining.