Chapter 2474: Bet

Qin Shuang threw the Linglong sword, and the Linglong sword was inserted in front of Hongluan. Qin Shuang said indifferently:

"Senior said that this is the treasure of your monster clan, so it must be suitable for the refining of the monster clan. It took a total of three days for this junior to refine this sword. Senior is an immortal, so it shouldn't take so long. Junior will give senior two quarters of an hour Okay? As long as the senior refines this sword within two quarters of an hour, it will prove that the sword is the treasure of the demon clan, and naturally it belongs to you. If it cannot be refined, the senior must publicly declare that the sword belongs to the junior."

"Two quarters of an hour?" Hong Luan looked disdainful.

"What? Two quarters of an hour is not enough? How about three quarters of an hour?" Qin Shuang said lightly.

The faces of the other Immortal Venerables showed playfulness, this is a junior who wants to bet against the Immortal Venerable. And there was a little disdain in that look.

A monster immortal could not help laughing: "Human race, you are so brave. You dare to bet against the immortal. Don't say two quarters of an hour, even half a quarter of an hour. The immortal can be refined."

Chuanjue sighed: "Girl, you think too easily about the Immortal Venerable. That's right, you are just an Immortal Emperor and don't know the power of the Immortal Venerable. It is difficult for you to refine the Immortal Treasure, but for the Immortal Venerable , that is a few breaths of time, you... oh..."

A trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the demon immortal: "Humans are so stupid!"

Hong Luan poured out his profound knowledge, covered Linglong Sword, and penetrated into Linglong Sword. He wanted to find the sword spirit of Linglong Sword and refine it.

Now Yang Linglong has fully recovered, she was once a Celestial Venerable, and now the primordial spirit in Linglong Sword is the realm of Celestial Venerable. Yang Linglong's eyes were cold and she pinched her fingers.

Changes appeared in the Linglong Sword, layers of restrictions appeared, but those layers of restrictions were tiny whirlpools. As soon as Hongluan's profound knowledge entered, he felt a strong suction emerge from countless tiny vortexes, sucking his profound knowledge into the vortex.

A majestic earth venerable, in the entire fairy world, that is also standing on the top floor. What's more, he is on the ninth floor of the earthly deity. In his opinion, a fairy treasure can be refined by himself in an instant.

not to mention……

Qin Shuang can be refined, and Qin Shuang is just an immortal emperor.

"Suck me?" Hongluan felt the suction force, and sneered in her heart, a small weapon spirit dared to absorb her own profound knowledge, and she just took this opportunity to find that weapon spirit.

"Since you want to suck, then this deity will give you enough to suck.

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"Om..."

Hongluan's profound knowledge poured into the depths of the Linglong Sword like a mighty Yangtze River. In his opinion, those forbidden vortexes would be broken by him at once, and he would drive straight in and find Qi Ling directly.

However, he found that the tiny vortex was not broken by him, as if he hadn't received the impact of his profound knowledge at all. Instead, his profound knowledge was absorbed by Madness.

"Such a violent first absorption, how did that human girl find and refine the spirit of the weapon?"

Hongluan's scalp was numb at this time, the profound knowledge in his sea of ​​consciousness was extracted in the madness, this was not his active infusion, but passive extraction by Linglong sword.

But he was not reconciled, even an immortal emperor of the human race could refine the Linglong Sword, so why couldn't he?

As long as he finds Qi Ling, he can easily erase Qin Shuang's brand for the first time and refine Linglong Sword.

"Will you be stronger, or me?"

He was even crazier and rushed his profound knowledge into the Linglong Sword. He didn't believe that the spirit of the weapon could be stronger than himself. Qi Ling was just bluffing and scaring himself.

As time passed, Hongluan's forehead began to ooze cold sweat. His profound knowledge continued to decrease, pouring into the Linglong Sword like thousands of streams returning to the clan.

He knew that he could snatch Linglong sword with his strength, and even slap Qin Shuang to death. However, if the sword cannot be refined, what is the use of taking it away?

and……

Most importantly, this Linglong sword not only cannot be refined, but also absorbs profound knowledge...

"Senior, it's been a quarter of an hour!" Qin Shuang on the opposite side suddenly said.

Cold sweat rolled on Hong Luan's forehead. On the one hand, he was urged by Qin Shuang, and on the other hand, he has not found the spirit of the weapon until now, but has absorbed a lot of profound knowledge.

"Buzz..."

Linglongjian was still crazily absorbing his profound knowledge, for nearly two quarters of an hour, 40% of his profound knowledge was absorbed by Linglongjian.

"Senior, there are only ten breaths left and it will be two quarters of an hour."

Hongluan's face was ashen, and she wanted to take back her profound knowledge. Then his expression changed, and he found that he couldn't take back his profound knowledge, and the profound knowledge in the sea of ​​knowledge was still being absorbed by Linglong Sword continuously.

What kind of fairy sword is this? It is clearly an evil sword.

"boom!"

He cut off his profound consciousness decisively, and his face couldn't help showing a trace of paleness. Forty percent of his profound knowledge was swallowed up by the Linglong Sword. There was a trace of fear in his gaze towards Linglongjian.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Qin Shuang coldly and said, "You won! This sword is yours."

Surrounded by horror, dozens of immortals looked at each other in blank dismay.

A dignified immortal, actually surrendered to a little immortal emperor?

Even if you can't refine it temporarily, you can still grab it!

Will admit defeat like this?

If this is said, who will believe it?

Each of the immortals' faces was full of doubts and incomprehension. The Demon Race Immortal Venerable who spoke before strode forward and said:

"Look at the refining of the deity!"

With a thought in Qin Shuang's mind, the Linglong sword turned into a stream of light and shot towards Qin Shuang, who was grabbed by Qin Shuang. Looking at Hong Luan:

"Senior, you just said that this sword belongs to this junior."

Hongluan's face turned red, and at this time he also realized that he didn't care about Linglongjian at first, so he agreed to Qin Shuang. But he lost, and said in public that this sword belonged to Qin Shuang. At this time, there are still immortals coming to grab the sword...

He really didn't want to care about it, and even thought it would be better if Qin Shuang was killed.

However, when the Demon Race Immortal Venerable came out at this time, he was slapping him in the face.

Mortals have to face, let alone immortals?

Hongluan's face turned cold, and she looked directly at the Demon Race Immortal Venerable: "I said that this sword belongs to that human race."

"You said it belongs to the human race?" The demon immortal didn't care: "You just said that the sword belonged to your demon race, what happened in the end?"

"Qin Shuang!" Yang Linglong's voice suddenly sounded in Qin Shuang's sea of ​​consciousness: "Find a way to get them all to refine."

"Why?" Qin Shuang was surprised.

"I need the power of mystery."

"Didn't senior Xu help you recover?"

"It only recovered the realm, but the power of mystery has not been fully recovered."

Qin Shuang thought of the Gorefiend: "What if it's polluted?"

"As long as it's not a blood demon, these monsters and demons are fine."

At this time, Hong Luan was confronting that Demon Race Immortal Venerable. Qin Shuang suddenly said:

"Seniors! Everyone can come to refine this sword. For the sake of fairness, the time is two quarters of an hour. Whoever can refine it will own this sword. However, if you can't refine it, you need to say it publicly. The sword belongs to the junior."

Thanks a lot for gust of wind james (200) and seaphay (100) for their rewards!

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