Chapter 470 Alien Magic Weapon!

"Envelope? Can you open it?" Wang Baole found the answer of the old man of the national teacher extremely novel. After asking, he found that the old man of the national teacher shook his head.

No matter how you look at it, you can't connect this item with the envelope. It can be seen that the old man of the national teacher is determined, so he was skeptical. After thinking about it, he took out a magic weapon and threw it to the old man of the national teacher. Sweep the little boy.

The little boy was suddenly nervous. It didn't dare to blame Wang Baole, so it threw all its dissatisfaction on the old teacher of the state. From the little boy's point of view, since you know it, why didn't you say it earlier, you just spoke behind me, Isn't this cheating me!

After writing down this matter, the little boy hurriedly thought of a remedy. When he saw those pill bottles, his eyes lit up and he opened his mouth.

"Master, these elixirs cannot be eaten casually. After all, each civilization has a different system and a different body structure. Perhaps their great tonic is our poison!"

"However, I'm still a little good at identifying pills. I'll take care of my master's worries!" As the little boy said, he voluntarily flew out and landed beside those pill bottles. bottle and put it in front of Wang Baole.

"Master, these two bottles have no side effects, they belong to the daily cultivation needs of Nascent Soul cultivators, as for the others, although there are some side effects, as long as you spend a little life and time, you can still refine the impurities and make them suitable for the master! "The little boy opened his mouth quickly. Seeing Wang Baole's expression of satisfaction, the little boy heaved a sigh of relief, and then a sense of excitement rose from the bottom of his heart.

This scene made Wang Baole feel emotional, and also sympathized with the old man of the national teacher. He really stood in the position of the old man of the national teacher. It is estimated that there will be a feeling that he is not afraid of the opponent's strength, but only hates the idiots of his teammates.

But this is not something Wang Baole has to worry about. On the contrary, he thinks the little boy is good, so his smile is more kind, which makes the little boy even more excited. He took away the rest of the elixir, and patted his chest to promise that it will last for a few months at most. , he can complete the refinement, and then disappear in a flash.

The old man of the national teacher was helpless in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He bowed respectfully and disappeared in front of Wang Baole. As for the big man Chuanling, his expression didn't change at all from the beginning to the end. It wasn't that he was stupid, but to some extent, He, who possesses the power of a dragon, is Wang Baole's most reassuring guardian of the underworld weapon.

In this way, as the three weapon spirits dissipated, Wang Baole grabbed the three-color flying sword in front of him with his right hand, and observed it carefully. Comparing the breath, Wang Baole feels that this treasure is definitely not the seventh grade, and it is even very likely to be the eighth grade or higher.

"Ninth grade? It doesn't seem to be very similar... Among these treasures, there is no will of the remnant soul possessed by the magic weapon, it seems to be just a weapon!" Wang Baole was a little unsure, and brought the ribbon and the three scales. similar answer.

After pondering for a long time, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand, and pointed at the three-color flying sword. Suddenly, the flying sword shook violently. As Wang Baole's spiritual energy poured in, the flying sword flashed a few times, but it was very Dim quickly.

"It's not because my cultivation level is not enough, but because the way of driving is wrong..." If it were someone else, there would be no other way at this moment, but to find a military cultivator to solve this problem, but Wang Baole is a military cultivator himself, and he can still train The master who made the seventh-rank magic weapon, so his eyes flashed brightly, and when he raised his right hand, a ball of flame immediately shot out of thin air.

As if feeling that the temperature was not enough, Wang Baole shook his right hand, and suddenly a series of electric arcs rose from the palm of his hand, directly piercing into the flame, making the flame seem to be fused and stimulated, and suddenly rose sharply without ending. After a shock, his cultivation base of the underworld alchemy also emerged, causing an icy aura to immediately appear around the flame.

The inside was fiery and blazing, while the outside was extremely cold. The two fires, which were originally full of contradictions, were fused together under the reconciliation of thunder and lightning, and under the suppression of Wang Baole's cultivation. With his backhand finger, the two fires immediately shrouded Three-color flying sword.

Almost at the moment when it was enveloped, Wang Baole quickly made a tactic with both hands, and he drew a series of frets out of thin air. When the flying sword was attacked by flames, these frets were imprinted on the three-color flying sword one by one. This three-color flying sword needs to be forged twice!

It is called forging, but it is actually cracked!

His fretwork imprint is like a key, which constantly cracks the doors of the system that do not belong to the federal magic weapon. With the cracking, the three-color flying sword can persist at first, but soon it seems to be stripped away. It started to decompose, turning into a large number of small parts, revealing the black filaments inside! !

These filaments seem to be composed of some kind of energy, like pipes, connecting all the parts together.

This scene made Wang Baole's eyes shine brightly. This was his first contact with a non-federal magic weapon structure, and it seemed like he knew a little about it, so that his own magic weapon attainments seemed to follow this cracking, and he learned more by analogy.

"Their magic weapon doesn't have fretwork... It's composed of extremely precise small parts, connected by these strange energy threads, making the whole magic weapon look like a natural thing!" Wang Baole made the formula with both hands faster, half Two hours later, when the three-color flying sword was completely transformed into a large number of parts, Wang Baole raised his left hand violently, and with a grab, he grabbed out a fist-sized stone from the large number of parts! !

"This stone is the core of this magic weapon, and it is also the source of the energy thread!" Wang Baole looked at the stone in his hand, he didn't need to make too much identification, he immediately recognized that it was Xingyuan!

Different from the Xingyuan that was taken away by Qi Ling before, this Xingyuan seems to have gone through some kind of special refinement, even Wang Baole, who is a magic weapon master, can't crack this stone.

"However, at this point, if you want to control this alien magic weapon, you can still do it, but the power will be less." After thinking about it, Wang Baole felt that instead of being unable to use it, he should control it according to his own method. Not a waste.

As for the method, Wang Baole had already thought of it when he cracked it. He wanted to imprint the back pattern on the star source. Wang Baole held the rope, and although he couldn't directly control the treasure, he could control the rope to indirectly drive this alien magic weapon to explode part of its power!

As for the ribbons and scales, Wang Baole did the same. A few days later, when he finished all the branding, the three-color flying swords shone with light, whistling around him, and transformed into a large number of flying swords, forming a sword array !

At the same time, there is also a ribbon that surrounds the four directions, just like Nezha's Huntian Ling in mythology, with a magnificent momentum.

These two magic weapons are astonishingly powerful, comparable to eighth-rank magic weapons!

"If there is a chance, I want to learn this alien's refining method." Wang Baole looked at the flying sword beside him with satisfaction, and put away the flying sword and ribbon with a wave of his hand, and then turned his palm, and three scales appeared.

"It's a pity that the crack is serious, and it can only be used as a one-time bomb. The power should be pretty good." Wang Baole patted his stomach, satisfied, and began to think about whether he should leave immediately, especially when he thought of the former Yang of the fifth generation of Celestial Clan. Planning to upgrade the new city to a special zone, Wang Baole rolled his eyes and his heart became active.

Before the change, he was angry about this matter, but now everything is different. In Wang Baole's mind, doing this by the fifth generation of heavenly clan is tantamount to giving himself a fortune for nothing.

"But there is still a problem. What I formed is Mingdan... and what I learned from Misty Daoist Academy is Leifa. Once the cultivation level is dispersed, the dark energy will inevitably be exposed..." Wang Baole rubbed the center of his brows, and looked down again. Seeing those pills, he gritted his teeth suddenly.

"Why don't I try to see if I can use the first chapter of the Thunder Dao to condense a Thunder Pill. In this case, on the surface I am the Thunder Dao Alchemy, but in fact I am different. I have two eggs... No, It's two pills!" Wang Baole coughed, raised his right hand with a wave, and with his authority over the underworld weapon, sealed the surrounding area, sat down cross-legged, raised his right hand to grab it, and took out what the little boy said had no side effects. A elixir that can improve cultivation.

"Yuan Ying can improve his cultivation level by eating it. I ate it... the effect must be better!"