Chapter 1816

Relics of ancient gods.

Qin Li has heard about it for a long time.

Once opened in 500 years, there are many treasures.

The incomplete Killing Curse of wanguiyi, ye Qingcang's Shinto inheritance and Shengang sword are all obtained from it.

According to legend, in the era of God, Shinto was extremely prosperous, which made it impossible for Xiandao to lift its head.

In the Qianyuan world at that time, there were two suns in the sky, one was the supreme sun, and the other was a sacred palace, which was grand and grand, shining all over the world and hundreds of millions of creatures.

It's a pity.

Time has no permanence.

All greatness dies one day.

The sun palace fell and fell on the land of Jiuzhou, turning into the relics of ancient gods.

"It is said that among the relics, there are dozens of grains of crystal at the foot of Qin Li's God skeleton, which is only the size of a grain of rice, but contains amazing magical power. Instead of being strong, it is gentle as water and has a strong moisturizing effect.

In the bracelets of mountains and rivers.

Su Qingxue has changed.

The Yin Yang fire snake on the body surface vibrates violently and has a kind of extreme desire.

"What's the matter? Yin Yang divine fire seems to be eager for crystal grains. If I didn't suppress it, I would leave my body. "

Old devil Dugu guessed: "it should be the flesh and blood crystal of the Holy Spirit, which is similar to the relic. It's good for the fire. Swallow one and see what changes."

"Yes

Qin Li dropped a crystal grain of rice.

After the Yin Yang fire snake engulfs, the fire explodes ten times, and the snake molts the dragon.

"It's a terrible effect. It makes my Yin and Yang fire in an instant. There's also a strong counter remedy. I'm going to make a breakthrough!" Su Qingxue is burning Nirvana fire all over her body. She wants to be promoted to Nirvana quintuple.

"It's like perfect nirvana. Let's just call it Shenyan relic. It's precious and unimaginable. It can give birth to great fire. Moreover, it's a treasure of perfect nirvana for monks who specialize in fire way!" Old devil Dugu was surprised.

"Unfortunately, it's only aimed at fire repair!"

Qin Li thought it was a pity that he couldn't use it. After reading it carefully, Qin Li decided to refine the natural sword.

In Dantian!

Congenital Kendo runes are very active.

It seems to feel the opportunity of rebirth, the sword gang.

Broken wood is still the center of repression, and Xianjin is suppressed to death. No matter how arrogant it is, it doesn't help.

"Well

Qin Li tried.

"Broken wood, can you let go of the pressure?"

If you want to calcine Xianjin, at least you can liberate him from imprisonment.

The broken wood seems to have spirit. It's the silent and motionless wood when the light is dim.

But!

Xianjin became restless.

It's like a tiger coming out of the cage, raging and killing.

Bang of a, the fairy gold instantly hit through Qin Li's Dantian and belly, escaped to the outside.

"I haven't lost half of my spirit after being crushed by broken wood for so long!" Qin Li bared his teeth in pain. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the immortal gold was swimming in the colorless fire without any sign of melting. Instead, Jiuqiao breathed the light of the fire and was very happy.

Seeing this, old devil Dugu's face changed dramatically: "no, I underestimated the horror of Xianjin! It is far beyond the divine gold and can hardly be measured by common sense. How did Xinzhou breed these incredible treasures? "

Buzz, buzz!

The golden Boulevard flutters.

It seems to be angry and hating Qin Li.

It's like greed, pointing to the nine colored tears in nothingness.

"He won't take a fancy to my tears, will he?" Qin Li had an idea in his head, and his face changed slightly.

As he expected, the immortal gold flowed a wisp of chaotic gas, which was its last savings, wrapped in nine color tears, to devour it.

This piece of fairy gold has swallowed dozens of mining areas. It's so greedy.

The tears of nine colors are hard to break away from the clamp of immortal gold.

Because it's too weak, the inner divine matter is almost consumed.

But a few breathing efforts, nine color tears inlaid in the fairy gold, will soon be swallowed.

Nine color tears completely angry, burning the last divine material, into nine color light, swept by, devouring all the colorless fire. Even a sacred skeleton is cracked, and its essence is all injected into tears.

Boom!

Tears burst.

Pour out a huge amount of colourless fire.

The magic fire turned into white silk and wrapped in immortal gold.

Just like silkworm chrysalis, when the temperature reaches the extreme, Shenjin can evaporate.

The immortal gold is bound and begins to melt. It's going to take some training to break the cocoon and become a sword.

"Boy Qin, what are you doing? If you have tears to help you, don't you surrender Xianjin and forge a born sword?" Old devil Dugu warned.

Qin Li woke up with a start.

Once again, enter the final position and turn the sword map.

If you want to refine a natural sword, you need to know what you need.

If it looks like the purple king sword, it's suitable for "one sword can break all kinds of methods". It must fit its own constitution, and also bear its own Kendo and future. I hope I can only use one sword for the rest of my life, and I don't need to replace it

My mind is clear!

The flesh and bone in the body began to vibrate.

Blood is injected into the cocoon of Shenhuo to cast a Shenjian for life cultivation.

In Dantian, the incomplete congenital Kendo runes are shot out and fall into the cocoon of fire. They want to be reborn.

The Immortal Emperor's heart felt that he burned part of the green blood of the Heavenly Emperor and turned it into a 36 petaled green lotus of the immortal Kingdom, wrapped in a fire cocoon. After closing, it was like a refining vessel cauldron, infused with immortal substances as fuel for burning.

The silver chapter of Ji Dao trembles slightly. It is also excited. It seems that it wants to participate in the birth of the masterpiece. It actually melts into a pool of silver liquid. I don't know what its nature is. But at least it is the gold level, or even higher. It is also put into the green lotus stove as a supplementary material.

Now!

The broken wood moved.

Make a blue light and pour it into Qinglian.

It has always been aloof, Qin Li was crippled, and did not help!

Now, it's extremely rare to be willing to bleed.

Old devil Dugu said: "in order to refine a sword, all the inside information of boy Qin has been put on. Maybe only he can exercise immortal gold in the world, so he has got the most precious treasure. In the dark, there is a definite number! "

……

meanwhile.

Around the burning God cave, monks gather.

They are looking down at the bottom, inexplicable pity in the heart.

"How to salvage the immortal gold?" Li Shan's mother was in trouble.

"It's said that a long time ago, there was a demon who went deep into the burning God cave and wanted to get the corpse of the God below, but he never came up again." The fire worship leader frowned.

Huokui'er looks at the burning fire cave. He feels proud and dares to bully my master. This is what you deserve.

"It's strange why the red flame is descending and dissipating."

Everyone was surprised.

Take a close look, that's it.

What's more, it's not only the fire caves that have changed, but also the fire clouds in the sky.

The red clouds turned into black clouds, rose against the wind, expanded infinitely, spread all the way, and completely covered the continuous flame mountain.

The sun and the moon are out of light, the sky and the earth are dark, a oppressive breath comes, the hot flames begin to extinguish, the lava freezes, it seems to be infected by the killing intention of heaven and earth, the winter wind blows in June, and the sky is heavy with snow.

"It's snowing on Yanyan mountain!"

All the friars' faces changed dramatically. They couldn't believe it

"What happened! I've lived here for thousands of years, not to mention the snow, even the raindrops. "

"It's said that after the death of Yan God, the blood of God spilled on the earth, which formed the scorching climate of Yan God Mountain. It has not changed since ancient times. What's the matter now?"

Everyone was shocked, but this was just the beginning. In the dark clouds, there were nine colors of thunder, which set off the sky and the earth in a strange way. There were also blue winds, which spread for thousands of miles and reaped everything.

"Father, there is a dragon!"

Huokui'er points to the sky in horror.

In the dark clouds, thunder turns into dragons, roaring mountains and rivers; The vigorous wind turns into a Phoenix, dancing for nine days; As for those snowflakes, they all turned into ice swords and fell straight on the ground, full of the earth. Hundreds of millions of them are not enough

"Thunder Dragon, wind Phoenix, snow sword, ice skate, this is heaven's killing opportunity!" There is an incredible idea in the head of the fire worship cult: "I have heard of similar visions. The emperor's tools are born, and heaven will kill you!"

"Could it be that..."

Everyone took a breath.

Look at the burning God cave!

See, among them divine fire already exhausted!