The white bone sword whines for mercy, and deftly spits out the broken prismatic crystal from its handle guard, and makes a jingling sound when it falls on the ground.

Zhao Shi Ruo thought: "with the basic instinct of pursuing advantages and avoiding disadvantages?"

The earth roared under Zhao Shi's thought, just like the holy flame palace where the giant lived. The ground slowly split into two sides, and the air became distorted and blurred.

The flame was rolling, the temperature suddenly rose several thousand degrees, and the air turned red. If the friars of Qi refining realm stayed here for more than half a minute, they would be burned to ashes.

Zhao Shi, sitting at the top of the steel flame throne, looked down, and the ground had disappeared.

What we can see is the tumbling golden red magma lake. The poisonous gas and a large golden Mars blow up from time to time, splashing tens of meters high hot magma waves.

Twelve adult wrists are thick, and the iron chains covered with red twisted runes extend infinitely into the deepest part of the magma lake, just like a magic rope falling down from the nine days.

God rope interweaves in the sky, together into a flower ring-shaped iron ring, and sit on the steel flame throne Zhao Shi eyes level.

Under the influence of the great array of the holy flame capital, the fire aura, which was originally rich to the extreme, rose again, and madly rushed to the twelve heavenly shielding gods in the center, endlessly turning them into red.

Peng!

When the concentration of aura reaches a limit, a light of fire lights up from the surface of Shensuo and magmatic lake, and the golden red flame twines.

All the aura of heaven and earth converged to the center, and the golden red flame that condensed to the extreme point climbed up from the twelve magic cables and sped to the sky.

From a distance, it's like twelve serpentine and twisted fire dragons, rising up into the air.

The surrounding heaven and earth aura, below the violent magma Lake in their strong extraction of red light dim, magma lake became calm.

Twelve ferocious and roaring fire dragons gather on the ring-shaped iron ring, and the roar and explosion of the twelve fire dragons roar and fight, shaking the thick Rune iron cable array below.

For a long time, the roar and explosion stopped and calmed down, and a slowly burning golden red flame appeared in the center of the rune iron circle.

It is frozen in the space as if it is motionless, emitting a terrible smell all over the body. The space near the flame is burned by it and fluctuates layer by layer, like ripples on the surface of the lake.

This is the real flame that can burn the space. It is the power of the monks in the yuan infant period.

Zhao Shi nodded slightly on the throne of steel flame, but he was still satisfied.

The city of flame is the core area of the flame lion royal family, and it is also one of the most abundant regions in the world.

After occupying this place, the blood sea guild reformed the place and cultivated the large-scale alchemy hall and weapon refining hall, so as to make use of the rich ground fire resources here.

Among them, the highest level is the core array located in Shengyan palace, which has barely reached the requirements of refining Yuanying level magic weapons. Zhao Shi also chose the place where he made magic weapons.

The ring moved slightly. On the throne of steel flame, there were dense materials for refining utensils, including plants, ores, and blue water drops with cold colors. All of them were full of aura.

These are the materials that Zhao Shi prepared for many years to re refine the white bone sword, so as to make it become the core belief artifact of the God of blood church, which can accommodate the power of sorting out the belief and bring him important combat power blessing.

"Go!"

Zhao Shi flicks his finger, and a piece of silver ore the size of a human head automatically flies to the golden red flame above the iron ring.

Zizi sound and smoke appeared almost at the same time. Under the control of Zhao Shi's divine sense, the silver ore instantly dissolved into bright white silver and gray white magma, and intertwined in one.

Then, the melting ore mass drips and rotates, the white and silver liquid is introverted, and the gray white magma rotates and flies out, and is easily burned into smoke by the flame below.

Yuan infant class flame efficiency is very fast, and soon there is only a fist size pure silver white metal ball, about 20 kg.

This is one of the spoils captured by defeating the Empire, MI Yin. It was selected by Zhao Shi to refine the white bone sword.

The fist sized secret silver was received by Zhao Shi in a white jade bottle.

an arm bone with strong weight is flying close to each other. It is picked up by the yuan baby flame to extract the essence of the nail size.

Then there's a dark blue water mass about the size of a water vat, covered with red mana and placed on the flame.

……

The sky of the holy flame palace turned red, and the surrounding temperature kept rising, which lasted for seven days and seven nights.

Zhao Shi's eyes closed slightly after his body's mana was exhausted, and he went into deep meditation.

Three days later, his eyes were open, his spirit was shining, and his magic power and divine sense had returned to their peak.

The broken prismatic crystal slowly flew to the terrible flame in the middle of his mind. At the beginning, there was no abnormality, just like a stone at the mercy of Zhao Shi.But as he approached the fire, he suddenly struggled and screamed, and a little Twilight burst out, trying to escape from here.

Zhao Shi's huge divine sense magic power under the blessing of his ruling face consciousness suppressed it in place and could not move.

"How did you find out?"

In the extremely unwilling voice, a charming figure familiar to Zhao Shi appears on the prism crystal of self mutilation, which is the daughter of dusk.

"I don't know, but what comes from the belief in gods has not been strictly inactivated. I think no one dares to use it."

Zhao Shi said lightly, but he didn't have the mind to chat with his defeated general. He pressed the broken prismatic crystal on the golden red flame.

Ah!

The belief of the daughter of dusk screams and turns into smoke.

Zhao Shi did not have a tube. He controlled the fire and wound the incomplete divine crystal. He went into its labyrinth like interior and occupied every space.

Under the control of Zhao Shi for 21 days, Zhao Shi's fingers were like a phantom, and they wrote specific runes to the bright red prismatic crystal.

Bang ~

with a very slight sound, the solid crystal suddenly collapses and turns into a white crystal water drop. The body shrinks by a big circle, but it exudes a sense of integrity that has never been seen before, such as the immortal holy crystal.

As soon as the prismatic crystal appeared, hundreds of materials were ready to fly out and wrap it. The dark red rays were cross shot like laser beams, and the sharp sword sense of senhan was sent out.

Around the prismatic crystal, there is a dark red sword array with sword spirit flying vertically and horizontally. The terrifying sense of blood and sword permeates all directions. With the blessing of the consciousness of the throne, it completely covers the breath of the infant flame.

The red light shrinks a little, leaving only a circle of diamond crystal in place.

On the surface of the rhombic crystal, the red sword like filaments, which are closely connected with each other, cover the surface of the diamond crystal without affecting its energy flow.

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