Chapter 412 The magic weapon of destiny is first formed!

Author: Dimension Theory

Chapter 412 The magic weapon of destiny is first formed!

When the runes are thrown into the sea, there is no movement at all like a mud cow thrown into the sea.

Wang Zijia, who had been prepared for a long time, was not surprised at all. He continued to condense the bloody runes with spiritual ink, beat them into the iron plate, and began to refine the runes.

In this way, time passed by unconsciously.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed quietly.

Wang Zijia had already consumed three of the basketball-sized spiritual ink balls, and his abyss of mana had also been exhausted several times.

Fortunately, there is a body that controls the fourth-grade spiritual veins, which can be continuously transported and invested, so there is no need to worry about consumption.

The mottled mysterious iron sign has now turned blood red, and it looks like a carving with countless runes flashing on it.

"stretch!"

Suddenly a slight vibration came from the iron plate. After half a month of refining, the iron plate finally softened a little.

When Wang Zijia saw this, his eyes flashed.

He finally figured out that this thing's original level should be very terrifying.

After all, it was completely damaged, leaving only a 'corpse' with no special abilities, which was equivalent to a bit of mixed materials. It took him half a month to refine it before he could react. Even the corpse of a sixth-grade magic weapon could not do it!

At this moment, Wang Zijia's hands appeared as phantoms.

"rise!"

With a sound of "Lihe", the remaining small amount of spiritual ink in front of him suddenly exploded and turned into countless runes, forming a rune ball and surrounding the iron plate in the center.

The blood runes flashed and then stopped for a moment.

"melt!"

As Wang Zijia applied force again, all the runes penetrated into the iron plate like lightning.

The iron plate began to vibrate, and the hard surface softened slightly, just like a wax block began to half-melt when exposed to high temperatures.

And it gradually expands until it becomes gelatinous and can no longer soften.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia decisively changed the method and started the second stage of the hundred-refined steel method.

The blood-colored books and iron pieces suspended in front of them vibrated and moved closer to each other.

A little bit of fearful and ignorant emotions came out from the bloody book. Wang Zijia was distracted and comforted, and his movements did not stop at all.

The magic power is like money, it penetrates into it.

The two things finally came together, and the silicone-like iron piece, squeezed by Wang Zijia's magic power, merged in little by little with difficulty.

In the area where the two objects come into contact, the iron plaque melts away like a piece of wax and spreads around the book.

I sensed it for a moment, but it couldn’t go on like this. It couldn’t reach the lowest fusion critical point!

Wang Zijia's eyes flashed coldly.

Opening his mouth, three bright blood beads were suddenly spat out.

"The value of cultivation is -300,000!"

Daoxing: five hundred years (20.6 million/40 million)

The blood droplets turned into blood-colored aura and blessed the steel-making technique. The effect of the technique instantly multiplied several times.

The already softened iron pieces accelerated the integration process again.

The bloody book began to vibrate continuously. Gradually, cracks appeared on the cover of the book, and painful emotional fluctuations came from the book.

Wang Zijia's complexion changed slightly, the fusion was about to fail!

Opening his mouth again, three more droplets of blood were spat out.

"The value of cultivation is -300,000!"

Daoxing: five hundred years (20.3 million/40 million)

It was beaten into books and iron pieces by Wang Zijia and turned into the last resource.

"Crack!"

With the final burst of spiritual light, the iron plate and the book completely merged together and became a whole.

After the inspiration, the bloody book was covered with cracks, and an iron piece seemed to be welded to the cover.

In the adhesion area, there is a small amount of molten iron, which is like a gelatinous wax oil, spreading to the surroundings, as if it is forced to stick together.

Wang Zijia smiled when he saw that his spirituality was not rising but was declining, and his appearance was extremely ugly. It had turned into a rubbish book of fake Taoism.

For orthodox weapon refiners, this weapon refinement can simply become a classic case of failure.

The standard is to lose your wife and lose your troops!

But... this is a utensil, no longer two utensils, one book and one piece of iron. This is the fundamental difference.

Wang Zijia was moved and started the exchange.

All the messy things that were incorporated into the bloody book were exchanged for the value of the artifact itself.

"Value +46.76 million!"

"Weng!"

At this moment, the spiritual intelligence of the book, which had been extremely dim and would disappear the next moment, suddenly became active as if it had been injected with chicken blood.

When the book shook, the iron piece half embedded in the cover of the book quickly merged into the book and disappeared.

Also disappearing were the dense cracks on the book.

The book returned to its beautiful appearance like blood-colored jade, and at the same time burst out with bright spiritual light.

The next moment, the book soared into the sky and exploded in front of Wang Zijia's eyes.

It turned into an endless bloody sunset, filling the entire gray sky of the Strange Territory.

At this moment, the entire strange space began to shake slightly.

At the same time, Wang Zijia, who was sitting cross-legged, floated upward uncontrollably and flew into the boundless glow of the sky.

At this moment, Wang Zijia seemed to sense the entire Strange Realm. He was like the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao in the Strange Realm, and could knead this space at will.

With a subconscious thought, I saw that in the center of the strange domain below, the originally strange Nanfeifang City, the strangeness subsided, the buildings were renovated, and in the blink of an eye it changed into what it looked like thousands of years ago, as if it had just been built.

Several meat field areas in Fang City are sinking rapidly and have become several underground spaces.

There was no time to do anything else. The next moment, the rays of light in the sky began to fall downwards.

It turns into a colorful light rain all over the world and blends into every part of the Demonic Realm.

Wang Zijia also froze.

"Cultivation value +100,000!"

"Cultivation value +100,000!"

"·······"

After being completely refined by him and no doubt different from his natal magic weapon, the promotion of the book also led to the promotion of his cultivation.

This kind of opportunity is almost rare.

A sea of ​​spiritual power was sucked into the entire treacherous realm. The endless spiritual power was like the sea water rolling back, forming a whirlpool sea eye with Wang Zijia as the center, converging towards him.

Wang Zijia also fell into crazy absorption.

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At this moment, earth-shaking changes took place in the strange realm.

The Shenhong Realm, the unknown realm, an unknown space.

This entire space is filled with endless flesh and blood, like a world of flesh and blood.

The squirming flesh and blood suddenly stopped for a moment, and a human face emerged.

"Is this... the era of evil finally coming?"

"I've been waiting for you nine thousand Huiyuan, but it's here!"

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Shenhong Realm, Central Immortal Realm, Unknown Space.

This is a place as perfect as the legendary fairyland!

Fairy spirit fills the whole world.

Cranes are flying, deer are croaking, and magical fairy fish are swimming in the water.

Numerous spiritual plants and fairy grass grow wantonly under the nourishment of the fairy spirit.
To be continued...