With a thought, Yang Cheng first retracted part of the spiritual power attached to the gray flag, then stretched out his hand to hold the Golden Tower and released the small blade to hover in the air, slowly approaching the opponent.
As soon as the spiritual power was injected, the Qingming Sword immediately glowed with green light, and with one fierce slash, the opponent's sword flew away, and a ray of green light drifted towards Sun Zhiyong.
Sun Zhiyong manipulated the magical weapon to resist, and then heard a "click" sound, and the opponent's magical weapon was cut open directly by the Qingming Sword.
"Not good!" Seeing this, Sun Zhiyong's face suddenly turned ugly. He didn't know that Yang Cheng's real net worth was not what he thought.
But "If you hit a snake, hit it seven inches." Yang Cheng would not stop there and pretend to be a good old man.
While Sun Zhiyong was slightly dazed, Xiaobian, who had already been prepared nearby, received Yang Cheng's guidance and immediately made a diagonal cut in the air.
It slid past like a transparent thread and cut off the opponent's head.
Seeing the blood pouring from his body, Yang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and immediately turned around.
After the man in Tsing Yi reduced his spiritual power output in Yang Cheng, he immediately felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.
When Yang Cheng beheaded Sun Zhiyong, the opponent happened to break the gray flag, causing the gray flag to return to Yang Cheng's hand with a whimper.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Sun Zhiyong had been killed, and his heart suddenly became cold.
Then the opponent used a magic weapon to cover himself, turned around and tried to escape.
"snort!"
When Yang Cheng saw it, he immediately snorted coldly.
Although Yang Cheng was not afraid of the two people, there was only one left at this time, and Yang Cheng regarded him as a moving storage bag, so he would not let him run away.
Yang Cheng immediately commanded the Qingming Sword to catch up and chop at random, delaying the opponent's escape speed.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Cheng once again opened up the firepower of several magical weapons, and after more than ten moves, he slit the opponent's throat and successfully killed the enemy.
After taking a few deep breaths, Yang Cheng looked around carefully and found that no one was there for the time being, and finally relaxed.
However, in order to prevent anyone from hiding in secret, Yang Cheng immediately searched the two of them and found several storage bags, which were quickly stuffed into his arms.
Then he hesitated, and finally fired two fireballs, burning their bodies.
Originally, Yang Cheng was still thinking about absorbing the two people's souls into Xiaoqi before the opponent's soul was dissipated.
In that case, the power of Xiaoqi can be greatly increased.
But after thinking about it, I felt that absorbing the soul of immortal cultivators in this way seemed to be the behavior of those cruel old demons, so I smiled bitterly and chose to give up.
The spirit of Ren Sun Zhiyong and the man in green went to the six realms of reincarnation.
As for monsters like the red-eyed crocodile, it relies on its rough skin and thick flesh to achieve the strength of the foundation building stage, and its soul, Yang Cheng, doesn't look down on it at all.
Directly cutting open the hard armor, Yang Cheng picked up the useful parts, quickly decomposed it, and put it into the storage bag.
In the end, some useless things were left here and Yang Cheng turned around and left.
After Yang Cheng left, several red-eyed crocodiles of different sizes swarmed out of the nearby swamp. They rushed to the place where the flesh and blood was left and began to bite and snatch food.
I stayed in the wild for more than ten days until I was spotted in the dense forest by a monkey with mid-stage foundation building strength.
After discovering that the other party was following him, Yang Cheng thought that if the harvest from this trip was replaced by spiritual stones, it should be enough for a while.
And he was vaguely afraid that Zheng Long was chasing him with his men.
So he gave up his plan to compete with the monkey and went home directly.
In the training room, Yang Cheng was concentrating on using his spiritual power to pull a ball of liquid and began to stretch it carefully.
As the magical weapon gradually took shape, Yang Cheng became more cautious in its operation.
In the flames of the array, the magical weapon changed from resembling an iron rod to taking on a specific outline, until finally it completely transformed into a magical weapon that was 70% or 80% similar to Yang Cheng's small blade.
After leaving the flame, the liquid dagger quickly cooled and solidified, turning into a silver-gray, real knife-shaped magic weapon.
Only then did Yang Cheng wipe his sweat and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the finished product that he had made by himself, Yang Cheng was still very satisfied even though it was only the lowest grade magical weapon, but that was only because of the material.
After returning from the last time, Yang Cheng changed all the monster materials into spirit stones, then found an equipment refining shop and purchased some equipment refining materials and an array plate.
After several times of continuous refining and careful analysis, the craftsmanship of the weapon was finally raised to the current level in one fell swoop.
With the successful refining of this magical weapon, it also means that the Tiangang Sword Technique sword embryo that Yang Cheng has been obsessed with has entered the refining schedule.
Because generally speaking, the refining of swords is the simplest of all magical weapons.
Since Yang Cheng is able to refine short swords, and with his current cultivation in the foundation building stage, his spiritual consciousness has also been transformed into divine consciousness, and his use is far more sophisticated than what he used to do in Zijin City.
At this time, it is basically a sure thing to refine a sword embryo.
But considering that the material was special and there was only one copy, Yang Cheng had to treat it with caution.
Putting the dagger into the storage bag and closing the lid of the array plate, Yang Cheng took out a pill and put it into his mouth, and began to practice with his eyes closed.
When Yang Cheng finished his training, he opened his eyes and saw a bright light that disappeared in a flash.
I feel that I am full of energy now and my spiritual energy reserve has not been depleted at all.
It's a good time to refine the sword embryo.
So Yang Cheng began to carefully take out a bunch of boxes and bottles from the storage bag and put them beside him.
Then he opened the box one after another, picked up the three main materials of the sword embryo, namely sky star stone, glass gold and fire phoenix litmus, and looked at them carefully before putting them down.
I once again thought about the auxiliary materials for refining the sword tire, lowered my head and checked them one by one, and found that there was indeed nothing missing, and then nodded with satisfaction.
These materials have been prepared in Purple City, and after many years, they can finally be put to use.
This time, the materials were purified and refined until they were finally shaped. Yang Cheng guessed that it might take a long time, and the amount of spiritual power consumed during this process would be huge.
For this purpose, he prepared two bottles of elixirs in advance, and he would not give up until he succeeded!
After the preparations were completed, Yang Cheng opened the cover of the array plate, and the large flame in the center immediately lit up.
After Yang Cheng checked it, his eyebrows immediately furrowed and he inserted new spiritual stones into the array plate again.
Then a fire control technique entered, and the small flame suddenly grew bigger with a "bang". Under Yang Cheng's control, the fire became more and more intense, but it was compressed into a very small space.
The color at the top of the flame changed from red-blue to blue-violet, and became colorless and transparent, and a hot heat was emanating from it.
Then Yang Cheng used a traction technique to hit the Sky Star Stone, and the Sky Star Stone gradually flew up from the box and came to the sky above the transparent flames.
At the same time, Yang Cheng's spiritual consciousness was attached to the Tianxing Stone, fine-tuned, and began to be tempered.
However, the Sky Star Stone is a top-grade material that is cherished in the later stages of the Lianhe Dan, and it is even more difficult to temper it.
After staying in the flames for three days and three nights, the surface gradually began to change.
During this period, Yang Cheng's spiritual power and consciousness continued to be input, which also consumed a huge amount of money.
Seeing that the Sky Star Stone finally began to soften, I was immediately overjoyed and quickly increased my intensity.
Several hours later, the sky star stone in the flames had completely changed its appearance.
It is no longer a piece of ore, but has become a transparent liquid that has shrunk countless times, quietly suspended in the flames.
It was only when the transparent liquid stopped changing and Yang Cheng, who had been watching closely, cast a spell to make the flames smaller.
And carefully pulled the original solution out of the sky above the flame, picked up a bottle that had been prepared in advance, and put the original solution of Tianxing Stone into it.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Cheng immediately took out a pill, swallowed it, and began to rest.
After a stick of incense, Yang Cheng opened his eyes again, and then fired a magic formula to restore the flame to an expanded state, pulling the Lijin and starting to refine it.
However, this time it took longer, and Yang Cheng had to swallow pills in succession to make up for his lack of spiritual power.
In this way, when Yang Cheng finished refining the last auxiliary material, almost half a month had passed.
Yang Cheng, who was in the training room, already had red eyes and disheveled hair, but his extremely excited spirit could not be concealed at all.
Looking at the large and small boxes and bottles placed quietly in front of me, some are liquid, some are powder, and some are droplets like clear water.
Yang Cheng took a deep breath, the time had come to truly test his skill in weapon refining.
And the next step of the operation must not be wrong, otherwise years of painstaking efforts are likely to be in vain.
First, adjust the flame of the formation disk to the optimal temperature, and then follow Yang Cheng to take out the original solution of the Star Stone from the bottle, and draw his spiritual consciousness to the sky above the flame.
The spiritual power enveloped the original liquid, and with a thought, the original liquid began to be slowly pulled apart bit by bit, and gradually turned into a very small cylinder, rolling in the firelight.
Then Yang Cheng picked up another vial, raised his hand and shook it, and a ball of glass gold powder flew out of the vial.
Yang Cheng stretched out his hand, grabbed the powder, wrapped it with spiritual power, and lightly sprinkled it on the columnar body formed by the original liquid of Tianxing Stone.
Immediately, the raw liquid of Tianxing Stone turned into a tiny golden stick.
He picked up a bottle next to him again, pulled out seven or eight drops of water made of fire phoenix litmus, and carefully blended them into the golden stick.
After blending into the water drops, the golden stick changes color again, from gold to silvery white.
After this step was completed, Yang Cheng was slightly relieved when he saw that the integration was good.
Then, with another spiritual pull, he began to carve and shape on the silver-white stick with unusual caution.
First is the hilt, then the long blade.
Yang Cheng progressed bit by bit, and the sweat on his head fell down onto his face in large drops.
When the sword tip appeared at the last step, Yang Cheng finally showed a relaxed expression as he looked at the small sword motionless in the air.
Then from the remaining boxes and bottles, he took out a variety of extracted auxiliary materials, put them together, and threw them towards the little sword.
After being contaminated with various substances, the small sword became larger again, but the color did not change.
Seeing that the final procedure was over, Yang Cheng bit the tip of his tongue again and forced out a ball of blood.
Then there was a "pop" sound, the essence and blood was sprayed towards the small sword, and the small sword was wrapped up.
As he spit out this mouthful of blood, Yang Cheng's face immediately turned pale.
Immediately, Yang Cheng's non-stop hands began to roll, hitting the little sword one after another.
As the blood-red sword began to turn slowly, the essence and blood gradually penetrated into the sword body, and the red color began to fade, until it finally returned to its original luster.
Yang Cheng closed his eyes slightly, his consciousness attached to Xiaojian.
He immediately felt a vague connection between himself and Xiaojian, as if Xiaojian was a part of his body.
At this time, Yang Cheng was truly sure that his natal magic weapon, Tiangang Sword Jue, was successfully refined.
Facing the small sword, Yang Cheng opened his mouth slightly.
The small sword trembled slightly and then became smaller again. Then it flew into Yang Cheng's mouth in a flash, and then slowly sank to the Dantian of his lower abdomen, where it began to receive spiritual nourishment.
After doing all this, Yang Cheng seemed to be extremely tired and could no longer hold on anymore.
So he tilted his head, lay down directly in the practice room, and fell asleep. This chapter has been completed!
