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"His Royal Highness, how about this sword?"

Xu Cheng's voice came from the main hall.

"it is good."

Han Lie's eyes are light, and his eyes are fixed on the long knife that is crisscrossing the clouds.

"The refining of this knife is only half completed. To be successful, the Ninth Princes will need to do it themselves."

Xu Cheng spoke again.

Do it yourself?

The Ninth Prince groaned slightly, and his figure appeared directly in the thunder light.

The thunder light that can bombard the Universe Realm with a single blow is not even a tickle for the Nine Princes.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the long knife that he wanted to escape.

The dragon scales opened and closed, and his palm was stuck in it.

The golden dragon claws are inverted, so that the long knife won't let go.

As the spiritual power penetrated, on the long sword, a piece of dragon scales lit up.

The aura on each dragon scale represents the power of a universe.

The aura shone to the blade of the long sword, and the dragon head of the sword head slowly lifted up.

Nine dragon shadows appeared, wrapped around the blade, swimming gently.

The power was poured into it, the long sword did not congeal, even the thunder in the sky was condensed, as if waiting.

"Sure enough, the power of the Nine Princes can shock even Tianlei." Xu Cheng smiled.

Or, whether it is the Ninth Prince or the Crown Prince, there are all kinds of calculations.

But now he is still unable to do anything in these calculations.

Then it's better to take advantage of the situation.

Isn’t it enough to make a name for a long knife with this long knife?

"Haha, good! Good!"

Holding a long knife in hand, the Ninth Prince seemed to have made some decision.

"Eastern Zhou Bo Xucheng, this prince likes this gift, I really like it!" The Ninth Prince smiled up to the sky, and the voice came thousands of miles.

"Today, this prince can be regarded as the world's first-class craftsmanship, and he is amazed!"

Compliments without hesitation spread thousands of miles away.

The praise of the Ninth Prince of Dayu, Zhongzhou.

The world's first-class craftsmanship!

Even the Ninth Prince said that Uncle Dong Zhou's refining tools are the best in the world!

Within thousands of miles, the faces of all the strong were horrified.

"Quickly, go to Dongzhou Mountain!"

"I'm afraid another magic soldier will be born again!"

"I'm going to learn Uncle Dong Zhou's crafting technique!"

...

Countless people rushed towards the palace of heavenly masters.

"Nine Princes, this magic weapon, I can only refine it here."

Xu Cheng said with a chuckle.

"If I want to sacrifice, I still don't have the ability."

Of course without this ability, Xu Cheng would never do this kind of thing with nine dragons' flesh and blood and soul.

Even if he was Uncle Dayu Dongzhou, and also known as a neutral alchemy and tool master, killing the monster clan so frantically, or the dragon clan, he would definitely be hunted down to death.

"Haha, the sacrifice, of course, was done by the prince himself!"

The Ninth Prince shouted loudly, holding a long knife, and flew away.

Behind him, brought out a golden light of ten thousand feet, turned into a battle flag.

Dayu's battle flag!

The golden flag spread out in the wind, covering the vast space.

"The prince goes to sacrifice this sword."

The voice fell, and the nine princes had disappeared.

Sacrifice the long sword?

How to sacrifice?

Below, countless people looked up with curiosity.

"I'm very curious, what kind of long knife will make Jiu Shu happy so please go and practice it?" Han Yunshen whispered to himself with inspiration in his eyes.

He was already standing on the forty-two floor of the stone steps. At this moment, he looked up again, and there was more expectation in his eyes.

The royal family of Dayu, the blood of the emperor, what kind of treasure can't be obtained?

Can make the nine princes so happy, this kind of treasure makes people curious.

The inheritance of the Heavenly Master Palace is more profound and magical than I thought!

Han Yunxi, who was dissipating a golden talisman in his hand, also smiled.

Even Uncle Jiu admired the Heavenly Master Palace. It seems that this time, he has come to the right.

With the same inheritance as the refining device, if this talisman has learned the best, will it also have the ability to reach the sky?

The nineteenth prince Han Jing sitting cross-legged on the stone steps did not look up.

He can feel the longing in his heart.

And after cultivating the Taoism of the Heavenly Master Palace, he was like a bystander, watching the violent, depressed, and helpless Han Jing, seeing him being crushed by reality, and finally unable to resist.

Now look at how ridiculous I was at the beginning.

All kinds of groping, all kinds of random collisions, are all children's tricks.

In front of those truly strong, it is ridiculous.

From practicing the Taoism of the Heavenly Master Palace, Han Jing could feel that his state of mind became more and more peaceful.

That is spiritual practice.

Many times, he felt that he was outside the world, and he seemed to have a pair of eyes looking at him.

It was a pair of psychic eyes, with endless depth in the eyes.

He wanted to explore, but there was no trace.

"I must stay in the Heavenly Master Palace."

In the dark, Han Jing felt that his chance was in the Palace of Heavenly Master.

In the main hall of Tianshi Palace, Zhu Rong's figure in front of Xu Cheng dissipated.

"You are so bold, you are not afraid that the Canglong clan will trouble you?"

Bing Feng looked at Xu Cheng and said with a sly smile.

"Trouble me?" Xu Cheng boldly put his palm into Bingfeng's shirt, then gently squeezed his fingers, causing Bingfeng to frown and bit his lips, and a soft hum came from his mouth.

This is a powerhouse of the world's overlord level...

Seeing Bingfeng's expression, Xu Cheng had the urge to immediately incarnate as an ice phoenix knight.

Sure enough, this kind of crazy temptation and profanity is the most exciting.

"If the Dragon Clan comes to me, I will refine a gun and give them to apologize."

"A divine weapon that needs to be blended with the blood of a thousand ancient elephant gods and souls in the wasteland, and after successfully refining it, it can crush the great wasteland."

A thousand ancient elephants in the wasteland!

There was a whisper from Bingfeng's small mouth, whether it was because of Xu Cheng's words or his hands.

"What a lunatic."

The ancient elephants of the wasteland are inherited from the ancient times and are the blood of the ancient mammoths.

I wonder if there are three to five thousand heads in the ancient elephant group?

If you use a thousand to sacrifice, I'm afraid it will directly destroy the clan.

However, the ancient elephants in the wilderness, each head is extremely powerful, fighting the dragon is just like playing.

The Desolate Ancient Elephant King is a strong presence in suppressing the great desolation.

If the Dragon Clan really dared to intercept and kill the ancient elephants in the wilderness, it would be a battle of tribes.

Not to mention, a magic weapon that suppressed the Great Desolation, the Dragon Clan, might really be willing to do so.

"Are you still refining magic weapons?"

Bingfeng looked at Xu Cheng curiously.

"No hurry, I have to practice some practice first." Xu Cheng finished speaking, and reached out and hugged Bingfeng, pulling her into his arms.

But for a moment, there was a voice of breathlessness.

"You, didn't you say that you want to practice..." Luo Shan, the figure lying in Xu Cheng's arms, was relieved and whispered lightly.

"Well, it's time to practice, don't move." Xu Cheng nodded, the illusion in his eyes turned into clarity.

"boom--"

With a roar, countless icy spirits appeared in front of him.

Various ice crystals directly piled up the hall.

"Refining these."

Xu Cheng spoke lightly.

"Refining?" Bingfeng said blankly: "These cold things are also precious, but my practice is not very helpful."

"Huh, do you expect this to deceive me to help you breed an heir?"

Xu Cheng shook his head: "While you are refining, pass on these icy powers to me."

"How to pass it?" Bingfeng looked at him.

Xu Cheng moved his body.

"Just pass it like that."

"Hmph, don't look for me if it's freezing." Bingfeng blushed and gritted his teeth.

An icy air instantly enveloped the two of them.

Yu Luo's figure appeared in the main hall.

"Isn't it more fun to practice this way?"

She leaned over curiously.

"boom--"

Behind Xu Cheng, a phantom appeared.

On the human face and bird body, a green snake hangs on each ear on each side, riding on the back of the double-headed blue dragon, the eyes gleaming with icy aura.

Both Xu Cheng and Bingfeng's ice-cold power poured into this phantom, making the illusory figure slowly solidify.

"This, is this the original power of ice?"

There was a hint of surprise in Bingfeng's eyes.

Originally, she hadn't seen the essence of Xu Cheng's Zhu Rong virtual shadow.

Now that Xu Cheng is involved in the process of condensing the Ice Ancestor Witch, she actually feels that, in front of this phantom, she feels that she, the beast that controls the power of ice and cold, has been seen through.

"Ancestral Witch of Ice, Xuan Ming."

Xu Cheng spoke faintly, and the shadow of Xuan Ming behind him merged with his figure, and the ice-cold power on his body instantly overwhelmed the ice wind.

This is not the suppression of the realm of power, but a kind of crushing from the nature of power.

Bingfeng, an ice beast, is naturally close to the ancestor of this ancestral world of ice and cold.

Being crushed by the icy breath, Bingfeng trembled all over, his face was flushed, his eyes were like water, and his red lips couldn't help but hum.

The icy air in her body is no longer confined, and she is willing to give it to Xu Cheng, so that he can condense the icy ancestor witch.

...

Ten days later, the meaning of ice cold on Xu Cheng's body had reached its extreme.

Zhu Rong, Jumang, Gonggong, the three ancestral witch ghosts appear.

The three phantoms merged into one abruptly, and then fell into Xu Cheng's body, overlapping with the Xuanming phantom that had originally been condensed on him.

The Four Dao Ancestor Witch phantoms merged with Xu Cheng's figure, directly condensing the Dao Ancestor phantom!

Yu Luo hummed softly and disappeared.

Bingfeng trembled all over, and even lost his mind, limp in Xu Cheng's arms.

Dao Ancestor's phantom appeared and disappeared in an instant.

The Four Dao Ancestral Witch phantom stood behind Xu Cheng, still motionless.

After a long time, Bingfeng looked up, looked at Xu Cheng, and whispered: "Shall I help you conceive an offspring?"

Xu Cheng stroked her sweaty forehead and chuckled, "I'll talk about it when I get there."

What made Bingfeng lose his mind just now was only the self blessed by Dao Ancestor Xuying, not the real self.

If you want to give birth to offspring, you have to wait until you can really conquer Bingfeng.

"Alright..." Bingfeng's figure flashed and appeared beside the pillars in the hall.

"Thank you, I'm going to retreat." With a yawn, Bingfeng's figure turned into an icy air and dissipated.

Xu Cheng laughed in surprise.

Saying thank you is because Dao Ancestor Xuying made Bingfeng experience the charm of the Dao.

With the rhyme of this great road, she might be able to comprehend the profound meaning of higher levels of power.

That's why she thanked Xu Cheng and asked him if he wanted to have an offspring.

In fact, Xu Cheng made a lot of money.

The icy air passed by the ice wind made the shadow of the Ancestral Witch Xuanming more than 30% more solid than the other three.

This was Xu Cheng's unwillingness to destroy the balance between the ancestral witches, so he stopped absorbing.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I can condense the Xuan Ming Ancestral Witch to the limit he can bear in one step.

"Now, it's time to refine the magic weapon."

With a wave of his hand, several groups of divine iron appeared in front of Xu Cheng.

The ordinary magic weapons brought back to Zhongzhou naturally don't need to be refined too hard, and Xu Chengneng can refine three handles at once.

This is enough.

In front of him, a group of divine iron appeared.

This is the divine iron left by the refining of the Zhenshi Divine Cauldron.

"Since you want to stay in the Heavenly Master Palace, I will fulfill you."

In front of Xu Cheng, the figure of the nineteenth prince Han Jing, who was thinking **** the stone steps, appeared.

Is the spirit butterfly bloodline?

The divine iron in front of Xu Cheng slowly turned into a carapace.

There are two grooves on this carapace, which seem to be left for inserting the long sword on the back.

On the carapace, a series of extremely subtle spiritual patterns slowly appeared.

"I'm very curious, what the bloodline of Lingdie looks like."

Xu Cheng moved his hand lightly, and every time he trembles, several spiritual patterns turned into silk threads and remained on the carapace.

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"boom--"

A beam of sword light flashed across the sky, and several figures fled in embarrassment.

"Isn't it okay to let the prince take the bloodline and spirits obediently?"

Han Lie was holding a long knife, chasing after those figures, his face was full of excitement.

On the long knife in his hand, seven golden dragon shadows are intertwined.

At this moment, the power of this long knife has been revealed.

The dragon of life and death couldn't stop a flash of sword light.

Kill the enemy with this knife, and enter the battle line to come and go!

Han Lie was extremely pleased.

Dayu is the most important military exploit.

There are also many royal powerhouses, who usually do not show their identities, but have outstanding military merits.

Such a person, even if he sees it, has to bow and salute.

Now that he has this sword, he can go to the battlefield outside the field to earn military merit!

"You just stay here and let me kill. Isn't it okay to take the bloodline?"

The Ninth Prince slowly raised the long knife in his hand.

"Huh! Dayu tribe, are you going to fight a complete battle with my great desert dragon tribe?"

A voice came from the sky.

It was a golden dragon shadow that was ten thousand feet long.

"Canglong?"

A faint color flashed across the face of the Nine Princes.

He held the palm of the long knife and rubbed it slowly.

Uncle Dong Zhou, hasn't it been long since?

"The Ninth Prince Han Lie, tortured and killed my Great Desolate Flood Dragon Clan, and hoped that Great Sovereign Canglong would take action to suppress it!"

A figure of a dragon head wearing a black robe stood in the void, looking at Han Lie with poisonous expression on his face.

The Jiaolong clan was almost killed by Han Lie.

Directly found the resident, the long swordsman flew up and down, and killed seven elders of life and death. Who is not afraid of this?

Now that the Canglong clan has arrived, it is natural to complain.

"Han Lie, do you choose to go to the Jiaolong clan with the deity to apologize, or let my Canglong clan go to Zhongzhou?"

The blue dragon was in the void, his eyes were like stars, with golden light shining down below.

"Apologize?"

There was a strange look on Han Lie's face.

"Okay, I apologize."

The Ninth Prince raised his hand, slowly lowering the long knife in his palm.

"This long knife contains the spirits and flesh and blood of my Jiaolong clan, so stay in my Jiaolong clan!" A Jiaolong roared and rushed towards the long knife.

They have seen the power of this long knife~www.readwn.com~.

As he moved, several other dragons rushed to the side of the nine princes.

Anyway, the Canglong was in the sky, and the Ninth Prince didn't dare to make any trouble.

This long knife is a baby.

At this moment, Han Lie's mouth cocked.

Release the palm of the long knife and suddenly grasp the handle of the knife.

"You dare—"

The Canglong in the sky roared wildly.

"Why, don't you dare?" The nine princes turned into horses with a long sword, swept across the sky with blood!

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