Chapter 2011 Formation Refining Treasures

In the cold and lonely universe, the master of the battle hall was fierce and mighty, and his cold words echoed, making everyone stunned, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. One Novel ﹤﹤＜≦﹤≤﹤＜＜﹤﹤﹤﹤＜≦＜≦

Anyone can hear that the master of the battle hall is really angry. Under such circumstances, who would dare to touch his bad head?

Therefore, everyone present was silent and did not speak out, but their eyes were full of shock.

It's really amazing. The master of the battle hall personally took action, but he couldn't capture the next eighth-level monk. How amazing is this? What a shame?

"I swear not to be human..."

Ling Xian smiled faintly when he vaguely heard the roar of the Lord of the Battle Hall, but did not take it to heart.

The Lord of the Battle Hall is indeed an opponent he can't compete with at the moment, but if he gets rid of this person, he is the sea that leaps with fish, and the sky is high for birds to fly.

Even if the Wanshengzong's means reach the sky, it is difficult to find his trace.

"Killing me is not an easy task."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, the Nine Heavens Divine Wings dissipated, and the star boat appeared.

Then, he drove the star boat and flew towards the place of inheritance according to the road map given to him by the spirit.

That is the hometown of the master of the artifact spirit, a small star, the most powerful cultivator, and it is only the sixth realm, and it competes with the star of Yongxian, where the heavens are seriously broken.

"Cough, worthy of being the most powerful ninth realm powerhouse of the Wanshengzong, just the aftermath, also hurt my heart."

Ling Xian sat cross-legged on the star boat, her face was pale, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.

The power of the Lord of the Battle Hall hurt his internal organs, and regardless of the injury, he burned the ancient blood of Tianzun, which was even more injured.

Fortunately, it is not serious, and it can be recovered after adjusting the breath for a period of time.

"Thanks to the Nine Heavens Divine Wing."

Ling Xian smiled happily. Nine Heavens Divine Wings was the most powerful way to save his life. After many years of cultivation, he was chased and killed several times by Nine Heavens Wings to escape.

Therefore, while he was fortunate, he also moved the idea of ​​making Jiutianyi promoted to the supreme supernatural power.

Although this method is comparable to Kun Pengzhi, it is only the pinnacle of supernatural powers.

If it can be raised to the level of supreme supernatural power, the speed will be several times faster!

"If there is a chance, I must get the supreme soldier of the class." Ling Xian muttered to himself, temporarily letting go of this matter.

The supreme soldier is not easy to get, and the supreme soldier of the degree class is even rarer, even if it is only a corner, it is difficult to get.

At the moment, Ling Xian was immersed in his mind and focused on healing.

Time passed quietly, and ten days later, he recovered from his injuries and was in good spirits.

At this time, Ling Xian also arrived at his destination.

What surprised him was that this star had become a death star, a thousand miles of bare land and a desolate place.

"Death Star..."

Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He thought that he would return without success. After all, after so long, it was hard to guarantee that no one would take away the inheritance of the Master of the Artifact Spirit.

But he never dreamed that the hometown of the master of artifact spirits would become a death star.

This means that this place has become the most ferocious place, and even if the inheritance is still there, he is unable to find it.

Death Qi is an extremely terrifying existence. With his current cultivation, he can hold on for half an hour at most. What is this time enough for?

"I ran for nothing." Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, not disappointed.

At first, he didn't hold out much hope, just came here to see. If you can get the inheritance of the master of the artifact spirit, it is naturally excellent, and it is okay to not get it.

Right now, he plans to leave.

But at this moment, an unusual wave suddenly came from the Death Star, like a magic weapon and a formation.

"Weird fluctuations..."

Ling Xianjian frowned slightly. He was the great master of the art of equipment and the great master of the formation path. Therefore, he was particularly sensitive to magic weapons and formations.

In his perception, it seems that someone has set up a strange formation to refine magic weapons.

"interesting."

Ling Xian came to be interested. Generally speaking, many materials are used to refine magic weapons. In addition, there are several partial refining methods, which are collectively referred to as Zuodao.

Refining magic weapons with the formation method is one of the left ways.

This method is extremely difficult, and only those who have both cultivated the artifact formation and have reached the realm of the master can be qualified to perform it.

Therefore, Ling Xian came to be interested and wanted to see who was refining the treasure with the formation, and what kind of magic weapon they wanted to refine.

At the moment, he took the star boat and flew towards the source of the breath.

At the same time, Ling Xian also used the Heavenly Covering Divine Formation to restrain his breath.

After dozens of breaths, he came to the source of breath and saw no one, only a world-shattering divine formation. It has patterns all over the sky, all over the earth, and every pattern is as red as blood, which is extremely strange.

What's even more amazing is that the endless death energy was absorbed by the formation and condensed into a huge black ball of light.

It is really terrifying. It is no exaggeration to say that if the black ball of light explodes, even the Supreme will have to die!

"It's no wonder that one of the left-handed formations is used to refine treasures. It turns out that the Death Star is used as the material, and the ambition is not small."

Ling Xianxing narrowed his eyes. He was the great master of the formation, so with just one glance, he could see the details of the formation and the plan of the person who formed the formation.

"If it is successful, this treasure will be earth-shattering and invincible at the same level."

Ling Xian muttered to himself, Death Qi is something that even the Supremes talk about, and refining a Death Star into a treasure, one can imagine how powerful it is.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this treasure ranks among the supreme soldiers, it is the emperor of the supreme soldiers, and if it is in the realm of immortal weapons, it is the emperor of immortal weapons!

"It is estimated that in three days, this treasure will be completely formed. At that time, 99% of the magic treasures in this world will be eclipsed."

Ling Xian sighed with emotion. He didn't have any intention of destroying, and he didn't have any idea of ​​robbing.

At this moment, six auras came from afar, and without exception, they were all ninth-level powers.

This made Ling Xianjian frown, his figure flashed, and he retreated thousands of miles away.

The ninth realm can definitely see through his breath-holding technique.

"Hahaha, after a hundred years of painstaking refining, I finally succeeded."

Looking at the terrifying pitch-black ball of light, a purple-clothed old man laughed heartily, full of joy.

The rest of the people also smiled, looking at the black ball of light with fiery eyes.

This is a peerless treasure that is invincible at the same level and has unlimited potential. If it is refined by the Supreme, it will transform into a Supreme Soldier. If it is handed over to the Invincible True Immortal, it will be the Supreme Immortal Artifact!

"With this treasure, the strength of my All Saints Sect will increase by at least 30%, and at that time, I can truly dominate the City of Zhige!"

"Yes, when the ancestors refine this treasure and look at the city of Zhige, who is the opponent of the ancestors?"

"By the way, you have received a summons from the sect. You dare to kill the four elders of my Wansheng sect. That kid is really courting death."

"It's just a junior in the eighth realm. Although he was lucky enough to escape from the master of the battle hall, he could escape for a while, but not for the rest of his life!"

"That's right, I will send someone to get rid of him when the King of All Saints Sect comes to the city of Zhige."

Everyone opened their mouths one after another, and their words were full of enthusiasm for this treasure and yearning for the future, as well as killing intent towards Ling Xian.

"People from the Halloween Sect..."

Ling Xianxing narrowed her eyes, her expression gloomy.