Xianhong Road

Chapter 557

Regardless of whether or not the legendary psychic magic weapon was refined, the thunder tribulation he was about to face at this moment was extremely critical.

Yang Fan's face was solemn, and he looked up at the robbery cloud that was lingering with the rolling thunder, and felt an irresistible might of the sky.

This power of heaven and earth is not aimed at him, but at the newly forged "Demon Brilliant Sword".

Brand-new magic weapon, the two most powerful attacking weapons in Yuyang Kingdom, designed by seven master craftsmen, carefully checked by two Nascent Soul masters, and tempered with three extreme flame powers to create a masterpiece.

The eyes of all the refining masters on the field were full of excitement, excitement, and a little bit of worry.

Can the brand-new magic weapon forged by consuming a lot of their painstaking efforts withstand the baptism of heavenly thunder?

As we all know, when a cultivator reaches the top level, he will experience the baptism of heavenly calamity before ascension.

Then the magic weapon is the same.

When the magic weapon wants to enter the "psychic" level, it will be baptized by heavenly thunder.

Elder Feng Xi, with excitement in his eyes, stared at the trembling brand-new Mohuang Sword, and said in disbelief: "Without 'spirit injection', how could it be possible to produce a 'psychic magic weapon'?"

"Spirit injection?" Yang Fan was a little puzzled.

At this moment, the Jieyun in the sky is condensing the power of thunder and lightning, step by step locking the newly cast "Demon Brilliant Sword".

Under the power of this law of heaven and earth, the locked target cannot escape.

No matter how clever the teleportation supernatural power is, it can't be used.

"Spirit injection is the last stage required to refine a psychic weapon. At least a powerful spirit body needs to be injected into the magic weapon. Of course, there is also a situation..."

Elder Feng Xi suddenly thought of something.

"what's the situation?"

"Unless your magic weapon has produced a spirit body after thousands of years of accumulation during the long-term use."

Elder Feng Xi said.

"No." Yang Fan shook his head: "The Mohuang Sword has been successfully refined, and it has not been 100 years since then."

"Could it be... the problem is with the Overlord's Spear?"

Suddenly, Yang Fan's complexion changed.

The Mohuang Sword is completely a weapon made by himself, he can trust it, and he knows it best.

However, the Naha Imperial Spear is owned by Sanyou Old Demon, and it has been tempered for hundreds of years.

What is even more unpredictable is that the Tyrannical Emperor's Spear suffered a life-threatening blow from Sanyou Old Demon before he died.

The power of that blow contained the spiritual power of a demon from the upper realm, almost comparable to that of the stage of transformation into a god.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan looked a little uncertain.

In fact, he guessed almost exactly.

The Sanyou old devil was possessed by a demon god at the time, and before he died, he risked his life for a blow, which contained his own vast spiritual power and the might of a demon possessed by a demon god.

This invisible spiritual power still remained on the Overlord's Spear, it was impossible to dissipate it in a normal way, and it was also difficult to detect.

"If it can withstand the baptism of heavenly thunder, the spirit in the magic weapon will be more pure, but when we cast the two magic weapons, we didn't feel the existence of any 'spiritual body'."

Feng Xi's bright eyes were full of joy and sorrow.

"Let's leave it to fate, whether it can become a psychic magic weapon is not something we can really decide."

On the contrary, Yang Fan fell silent.

Even if the Mohuang Sword cannot become a true psychic magic weapon, its grade is at least much higher than ordinary ancient treasures.

On the contrary, if it becomes a psychic magic weapon, whether Yang Fan can really control it is also a question.

sizzle sizzle~~
At a certain moment, a thumb-thick thunderbolt condensed from the calamity cloud, faintly aiming at the Xinmohuang sword below.

At this moment, everyone on the entire Iron Volcano was very nervous, and they didn't even dare to let out a breath.

At the same time, in the dense forest about a hundred miles away from here.

"Thunder Tribulation...how could there be a Thunder Tribulation?"

One of the men exclaimed.

"Crossing the tribulation? It's definitely impossible." Another old voice came.

In the land of the Northern Qin Dynasty, even the cultivators of the stage of transforming gods have never been seen, let alone the cultivators who can survive the catastrophe.

And they wouldn't think that the power of the Tribulation Thunder would be just that.

"The master craftsmen of the entire Iron Volcano are smelting treasures, and now there happens to be a thunder disaster, so there is only one possibility..."

Finally, a hoarse and gloomy voice sounded, revealing a bit of excitement and disbelief.

"You mean..." the two previous voices said in surprise.

"That's right! A psychic weapon!!"

A gloomy and hoarse voice, almost trembling.

"Then what are you waiting for, don't go and grab it!!"

"According to the original plan."

Three lights and shadows immediately shot out from the dense forest and flew towards the iron volcano hundreds of miles away.

Almost at the same time, Yang Fan, who was far away from the Iron Volcano, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the dense forest, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

His eyes swept over everyone on the field, and he frowned again.

After more than two months of smelting and refining weapons, Feng Xi, Shi Qianhan, the blue-robed Taoist priest and others were all seriously injured, and their combat effectiveness was only [-]% to [-]%.

"What happened to Fellow Daoist Yang?" the blood-robed old man asked.

"It seems to be a Nascent Soul strongman from the barbarians, you all get ready."

At the same time, Yang Fan was concerned about the Mohuang Sword in the sky, and also had to pay attention to the hostility from afar.

Soon, the consciousness of several Nascent Soul experts present captured three figures from afar.

The distance of a hundred miles is insignificant at all to the strong Nascent Soul.

One hundred miles... eighty miles... fifty miles...

Three powerful auras rushed towards the entire Iron Volcano, and the target was the Mohuang Sword suspended in the sky.

These three figures are a young man in yellow robe, an ancient and rare old man, and a man in black robe who is shrouded in Yin Qi and cannot see his face.

Especially the man in black robe who was shrouded in Yin Qi, the aura released from his body made Elder Feng Xi and the others tremble with fear.

"It's him……"

The blue-robed Taoist priest of the Sanqing Sect exclaimed: "This man is one of the three great masters of the nine tribes of barbarians."

As we all know, apart from the Black Wind Demon Emperor, there are three Nascent Soul Great Cultivators among the Nine Barbarian Clans, who are honored as the "Three Great Celestial Masters" among the Nine Clans, and their status is the same as the Three Great Cultivators of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

Seeing the arrival of the barbarian celestial master at this moment, Feng Xi and other Nascent Soul powerhouses all changed their colors.

Due to the melting and casting of weapons, Feng Xi and the blue-robed Taoist priest no longer have much combat power.

At most, Shi Qianhan still has half of his combat power, so he can deal with a high-level Nascent Soul.

Yang Fan and the blood-robed old man did not participate in the refining and preserved their combat power intact.

scoff!

At this critical juncture, the thunder and lightning condensed on the Jieyun for a moment, fell from the sky, and just hit the Mohuang sword.

sizzle~~~
The electric snake splashed in all directions, and the powerful force dispersed all the people.

shhhhhh! !

The three barbarian Nascent Soul powerhouses flew near the Iron Volcano, looked at the Mohuang Sword which was undergoing the baptism of thunder from a distance, and did not immediately make a move.

Several people on Yang Fan's side were all standing on the other side of the Mohuang Sword. Because of the thunder, they couldn't get too close.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the court was stagnant and tense, and the silence was terrifying.

There was only the sound of "crackling" when the thunder light hit the Mohuang sword.

Under the baptism of the sky thunder, part of the remaining spiritual power of the demon head of the upper realm and the old demon Sanyou in the Mohuang Sword dissipated, and a small part turned into purer spiritual power and stored in the magic weapon.

In order to resist the power of the sky thunder, the Mohuang sword hummed, releasing a shocking sword energy and black light of the demonic way, consuming the power of the sky thunder.

Yang Fan and Mo Huangjian still had a faint sense of communication, and could feel Mo Huangjian's wailing and pain more clearly.

At the same time, during the baptism of Tianlei, the overall quality of Mohuangjian is also improving.

"This sword seems to have a bit more spirituality."

Yang Fan showed surprise on his face.

The three Nascent Soul powerhouses on the barbarian side stared greedily at the magic weapon that released powerful magic light and sword energy.

They were also terrified in their hearts. Judging from the power displayed by the Mohuang Sword at this moment, it was far beyond the reach of ordinary ancient treasures.

Could it be that in the land of Northern Qin, there is really someone who can refine the legendary psychic magic weapon.

In the past ten thousand years, psychic magic weapons have almost never appeared in Bei Qin.

If it is about refining, it is even more impossible.

Of course they don't know that the Mohuang Sword, which is almost comparable to the psychic magic weapon at this moment, was only refined by Feng Xi and others by chance.

Sigh, sip, sip!

After being baptized by the sky thunder, the magic light on the Mohuang Sword gradually dimmed, showing a faint tendency to be unable to support it.

Such a situation made Yang Fan and others a little worried.

"It seems that it has not really reached the level of psychic magic weapon, otherwise it would not be so difficult to withstand the baptism of heavenly thunder. Moreover, this sword does not show any signs of real 'psychic'."

Feng Xi looked at the Xinmohuangjian in the sky, and muttered to herself.

Finally, after about ten breaths of time, the robbery cloud in the sky disappeared.

There is still a thrilling thunder light left on the Mohuang sword, which makes people afraid to approach it.

"receive!!"

Yang Fan waved his hand, trying to summon Mohuangjian back.

However, the black magic weapon that looked like a sword or spear trembled in mid-air, a little moved, but it didn't really come back.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, he understood that the imprint of his own spiritual consciousness on the Mohuang Sword was almost weakened to the limit.

First, after the previous melting and casting process, and then the current baptism of Tianlei, the Mohuang Sword has escaped Yang Fan's control.

"Do it!!"

The barbarian black-robed celestial master turned into a black afterglow, with yin energy billowing in his palm, trying to take away the Mohuang sword.

The other two Nascent Soul powerhouses also made moves one after another, but they attacked Yang Fan and the others to cover for the black-robed celestial master.

clap clap clap! !

Yang Fan fought with one of the old men with three consecutive palms. The latter grunted, his face was pale, and he managed to hold back his blood.

Even though he was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he was immediately injured when he confronted Yang Fanchu.

Stand tall.

Shi Qianhan and the blood-robed old man were blocked by the dazzling crystal light shot by the yellow-robed youth, and immediately fought together.

The yellow-robed youth immediately showed his defeat. Even though Shi Qianhan had only half of his fighting power, he was not able to deal with him when he joined forces with the blood-robed old man.

Swish!

After Yang Fan wounded the old man, he immediately went to stop the barbarian celestial master, but it was too late.

The black-robed celestial master showed a triumphant look on his face, with a bare hand full of yin, he was about to catch the Mohuang sword.

hum~~
Suddenly, the Mohuang Sword's black light flourished, and it was almost a subconscious counterattack.

puff-

The spear-like tip of the sword pierced the bare hand that was condensed with Yin Qi, like a broken bamboo.

Not only that, but there was also a golden sharp and sharp sword energy, which broke through the black bare hand and stabbed the black-robed celestial master shrouded in yin energy, causing the yin energy in his whole body to shake.

The black-robed celestial master snorted, his face immediately turned ugly, and he would lose money if he didn't steal the chicken.

(The third watch arrives, the monthly ticket is showing good signs. There will be four more changes in the evening)
(End of this chapter)