Chapter 338 Refining

The mighty divine power was surging, and bursts of divine power waved here, constantly shaking.

Standing there, Chen Changming looked calm, turned around silently, and looked behind him.

Behind him, Princess Qingjue looked surprised, with some disbelief in her eyes: "Impossible"

"You were injured by my magic weapon, you should be unable to move at this moment."

Chen Changming looked calmly and looked at the opponent's hand.

In the opponent's hand, a silver dagger was held there. At this moment, there was a wave of divine power on it, causing waves of ripples.

In it, Chen Changming felt a mysterious force, with mighty runes flickering and waving on it.

There is no doubt that this is a forbidden weapon, and the power contained in it is vast and awesome.

If ordinary monks were hit by it, they would be affected immediately, and their entire body would be unable to move.

Unfortunately, the person standing in front of him was not an ordinary monk, but Chen Changming.

Not to mention the huge difference in cultivation between the two, just the difference in the essence of the two is enough to declare the end of all this.

Chen Changming looked calmly and looked in front of him silently.

In his body, one after another runes were flowing, just so naturally surging up, rippling in his body.

That force kept surging in his body, trying to imprison and seal his body directly.

"The forbidden device is good."

Feeling the power in his body, Chen Changming smiled, and then stretched out his hand casually.

It was just a random stretch of the hand, but the result was astonishing.

Here, bursts of ripples passed around, causing a shock.

The runes of divine power enveloped everything, covering this area directly.

Boom! !

In an instant, Princess Qingjue was terrified, feeling a life-threatening force coming.

That seemingly slender arm contained the power enough to kill a god. The mighty divine power was horrifying, as if it wanted to tear the sky apart.

Immediately, she was terrified, her body subconsciously retreated, and her figure disappeared into nothingness.

It's a pity that in the nothingness, an arm brushed across, directly smoothing everything out of nothingness.

The original oscillating spatial fluctuations around it disappeared, and were directly suppressed, without any ripples emerging.

An expression of disbelief appeared on Princess Qingjue's face. At this moment, her body stepped back, and a palm print appeared in front of her chest, as if it wanted to penetrate her entire body, showing no mercy.

"This is the Sky Zong Technique. How could it be?"

Shock appeared on her face, and she looked at Chen Changming as if she was looking at a freak.

Zongtian Art, this is a secret art that has been passed down for a long time in the Fang Kingdom of Qing Dynasty. It has never been practiced by anyone since ancient times.

And the person in front of him has only been exposed to this secret technique for a few days? It's just getting started!

If this matter is told, it will really shock people, and they will be shocked for a while.

"I see."

Chen Changming nodded: "Not only is he carrying a forbidden weapon, but his cultivation is not at the second level of the Dao Foundation, but at the fourth level of the Dao Foundation."

His attack just now was very measured, not too much, not too little.

If it was really the second level of the Dao Foundation, the blow just now should have fallen.

But now, Princess Qingjue is completely fine, even from the looks of it, she just suffered some injuries.

Obviously, the other party concealed his cultivation, and he was not honest from the beginning.

In this regard, Chen Changming expressed his understanding.

Anyway, he was dead.

One blow failed to kill her, Chen Changming continued to walk forward with a calm expression.

His footsteps are very slow, every step seems to be on the rhythm, although neither rush nor slow, but there is a unique melody, which makes people feel a sense of depression.

It seemed that as he approached, even the power of the whole world was pressing down on him.

Every step he took, Chen Changming's aura became more majestic, and that power became more and more terrifying.

"you"

Princess Qingjue was terrified and was about to speak, but it was already too late.

A hand pierced through nothingness, protruded directly from the space, and pressed hard on her body.

Boom!

Her body retreated, and there was no surprise at this moment. The whole body was torn apart, covered by the mighty divine power of space, and directly shattered by it.

Blood rained all over the sky, and the place suddenly became silent, and there was no sound at all.

"A good show."

In my mind, an ancient voice sounded.

He looked at the scene in front of him with interest.

Of course, no surprise.

Killing and seizing treasure, this kind of thing couldn't be more common.

Gu Zhong used to be a generation of holy masters, so he naturally understood these things and was not surprised at all.

"Pity"

However, looking at Princess Qingjue's body, he couldn't help sighing: "You're a good baby."

"Originally, if it is well cultivated, let it combine with others, and give birth to offspring, the aptitude of the offspring will be very good."

"It's a pity to kill him just like that."

He looked at the scene in front of him with regret in his voice.

"Your thinking is unique."

Chen Changming's face was calm, and he spoke lightly.

"It's just recycling."

Gu Zhong smiled: "People with special physiques like this, in our opinion, are all excellent spiritual foundations, and can train us to have excellent warrior slaves."

"Like this, in my time, it would have been a waste not to raise her in captivity and give birth to a hundred or eighty offspring."

Chen Changming was silent, he didn't know what to say at this moment.

Sure enough, people in different periods have different thoughts.

When dealing with enemies, Chen Changming felt that it was enough to kill them cleanly and give them a good time, and it was really unnecessary to do something like this.

"Anyway, they are all enemies. Of course, they can be used wherever they are useful."

Seemingly sensing the change in Chen Changming's attitude, Gu Zhong sighed: "Anyway, it's a death sentence in the end, so it's better to play your final value before you die."

"I'm not as harsh as you."

Chen Changming shook his head, then stepped forward and waved his hands casually.

A wave of divine patterns waved, and on Princess Qingjue's body, one after another spatial responses emerged, and all the seals in them were opened by Chen Changming.

Afterwards, the things in it were revealed, and they were secret treasures one by one.

One by one, the secret treasures were shining brightly in front of Chen Changming's eyes, and each one was emitting a shimmering divine light, which looked very dangerous.

And before Chen Changming's eyes, there were no less than ten pieces.

There are no fewer than ten secret treasures, each of which is powerful enough to cause danger to monks at the Dao Foundation level.

Among them, the golden thread magic weapon that bound Chen Changming in the past was also included.

With so many magic tools, coupled with her cultivation at the fourth level of the Dao Foundation, it's no wonder that Princess Qingjue has the confidence to attack Chen Changming.

In addition to these magical weapons, there is also a forbidden weapon on the ground, which is the silver dagger used by Princess Qingjue before.

The silver dagger shone on the ground with a shimmering radiance, which was very bright and sacred, and extremely eye-catching. Although the divine pattern in it was a little dimmed, it was still very bright.

"It's a good thing, but it's a pity that it seems to have exhausted its divine power."

Chen Changming shook his head, feeling a little regretful.

The power contained in this silver dagger is very strong, it should be refined by at least one Daoist peak monk, and the materials used are also amazing.

It's a pity that the power contained in this forbidden weapon is limited, and one use is less.

Judging from this situation, it seems that his divine power has been exhausted at this moment, and he no longer has the previous power.

"Forget it, just bring it to refine the weapon."

Chen Changming held the silver dagger, and then he squeezed it casually, and a mighty divine power surged out, directly crushing the silver dagger, and then he threw it directly to his source, where he melted it with the power of the source.

After finishing these, Chen Changming turned and looked aside, after thinking for a while, he chose among them again.

Among them, he picked a few instruments with good materials, such as the golden thread instrument, and the rest, directly crushed the source of income, and prepared to use it to refine his own weapons later.

"Is there any formula that can be used for refining weapons?"

After finishing all this, Chen Changming asked Gu Zhong.

This time, Gu Zhong didn't speak, and directly injected a large piece of information into Chen Changming's mind.

A scripture appeared in my mind, and it manifested at this moment.

"Heavenly Forge Article."

Chen Changming nodded, and then sat down cross-legged in front of Gu Zhong, and began to smelt his magic weapon here.

He took out the magic weapon materials that he had stored before, calcined them with the fire of Nirvana, removed the impurities, leaving only the pure essence, and then started to move.

Based on the principles introduced in that scripture, Chen Changming began to temper his divine pattern, condensed his own mind, and slowly poured it into the magic weapon in front of him through thousands of tempers.

Then, under Gu Zhong's gaze, the magic weapon in front of him gradually revealed its appearance.

It's nothing else, it's a golden knife.

"knife?"

Looking at the embryo of the magic weapon gradually taking shape in front of Chen Changming, Gu Zhong's voice seemed a little surprised: "This is rare."

Generally speaking, when one's cultivation has reached his level, the magic weapon chosen is basically a larger shape, such as a bell and a cauldron.

Shapes like knives are quite rare.

Of course, that's all right.

Just a little surprised.

Sitting cross-legged on the spot, when the golden knife gradually took shape in front of him, Chen Changming injected his own divine pattern into it, making the golden knife even more dazzling and shining with divine light.

Shrouded in a divine light, at this moment, this divine knife looks extremely sacred and resplendent, the brilliance is astonishing, and one feels a sense of horror.

At this point, the first refinement is over, and then it is continuously nourished by its own divine power, so that its connection with itself will be strengthened, and its strength will gradually increase.

The longer it is nourished, the more powerful it will be, and it will gradually reach a more tyrannical level.

Of course, this is also related to the material and the strength of the device owner himself.

"Let's call it the Heavenly King Golden Sword."

After initially tempering the magic weapon, Chen Changming picked it up casually, feeling the feeling of being connected by flesh and blood, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

He tempered this magical weapon just to use the Heavenly King's Golden Sword, so naturally there was nothing to change.