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"Therefore, you hope that I can live longer. The faster I practice, the stronger your sword will become."
Zhang Mo nodded and said, "I will give you resources to help you grow quickly."
Long Yang smiled, spit out a mouthful of blood essence, and poured it on the long sword. The sacred blood essence was immediately sucked up by the sword spirit in the long sword.
A trace of Kirin's true fire appeared in Long Yang's hand, which mixed with the blood and melted the meteorite outside that day.
Long Yang played several runes, fixing the blood and meteorite iron together, melting and solidifying.
Long Yang threw the long sword soaked in blood and meteorite into the furnace, and suddenly the furnace burst into flames!
"melt!"
Long Yang muttered words and continued to type runes one after another, controlling the output of spiritual energy, as well as controlling the temperature of the fire and the fusion between the meteorite iron and the long sword.
Long Yang closed his eyes and devoted himself wholeheartedly to refining the weapon.
Seven days later, bursts of crackling sounds came from the furnace. In the furnace, the long sword had absorbed the essence and blood of the dragon and horse and a piece of meteorite iron.
"It's ready!"
Long Yang roared angrily, and the long sword flew out of the furnace with colorful rays of light. The dazzling light and soaring spiritual energy were noticed by the entire Atlanta Trench.
Long Yang hit a series of spells and condensed them on the sword body. Finally, with a slight tap of his finger, the long sword seemed to be alive and made a huge sword roar.
"After refining the sword for the first time, I can only wait for my breakthrough."
Long Yang handed the colorful sword in his hand to Zhang Mo.
Zhang Mo admired him, even though he was not afraid of anything, but when it came to swords, no one could match his love.
"You made the sword, can you give it a name?"
Zhang Mo said.
Long Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a moment.
"If you like killing people so much, then use the word "Zhu".
"But there's no point in beating up minions all the time, so let's call it the Immortal Killing Sword."
"I hope you can kill gods and immortals one day."
Zhang Mo was startled.
"Zhu Xian?"
Chapter completed!