Chapter 1291 Refining the Emperor Sword Weapon Spirit Sacrifice Into a Stone Sword

The demon king of the Holy Land of Ancient Pot, after seeing Lin Yue make the oath of heaven, said slowly: "Put your Emperor Sword into the altar."

The Emperor Sword in Lin Yue's hand floated away by itself,

came to the altar.

I saw endless gray light emitting here.

Gradually, the entire place was shrouded, and the gray light turned into a big fire.

Started to practice the Emperor Sword continuously.

Time is passing.

The power of the Ancient Pot Demon King is constantly emitting from under the altar.

But now the Demon King of Ancient Pot Holy Land is too weak.

Even if he has mastered the extremely powerful method of refining weapons, Lin Yue still needs to assist him from the side.

In the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

I saw that the blade of the Emperor Sword gradually revealed a fierce aura.

It seems that it can tear the sky apart.

With Lin Yue's strength, it was continuously injected.

Emperor Sword is constantly improving.

"Boy, integrate your divine thoughts into one of them."

At this time, the Ancient Pot Demon King said weakly.

Lin Yue nodded, he manipulated his divine sense and entered the Emperor Sword.

The Emperor Sword has already condensed a space.

Lin Yue stood above the water.

I saw an unhatched egg in the center.

On it, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal.

A huge storm of sword energy formed outside.

Lin Yue stood in front.

I saw him cut his wrist.

Inside is the power of pure spiritual thoughts.

The power of divine sense turned into wisps of fresh air and entered the egg.

The sword fetus inside is slowly recovering.

"Owner……"

Half a month passed.

The spirit of Emperor Sword began to recover.

It turned into a young man with red lips and white teeth, but there was a sword intent in his eyes.

Has the potential to look down on the world.

"Okay, this is already the pinnacle of the Emperor Sword in your hand." The Ancient Pot Demon King said slowly.

Immediately afterwards, he fell into a deep sleep.

The sword spirit of Emperor Sword appeared in the outside world.

Follow behind Lin Yue.

"Have you thought it over yet?" Lin Yue asked without turning his head.

"I hope to be by my master's side for the rest of my life and fight against all enemies!" Sword Spirit said.

There was determination in his eyes.

In his heart, if he couldn't shine in Lin Yue's hands, he might as well be ruined.

Lin Yue took out the stone sword.

The quaint stone sword does not emit the slightest breath.

But if you perceive it carefully, you will know its horror.

It is difficult for Lin Yue's divine sense to enter it.

It also means that Lin Yue can't help the Emperor Sword and Sword Spirit, and become the master of it.

Everything can only rely on the Emperor Sword itself.

However, Lin Yue finally sacrificed the clay pot and suppressed the breath of Shi Jian to a minimum.

The sword spirit of the Emperor Sword stood on one side.

boom……

The Emperor Sword shattered directly.

Broken into pieces, the sword spirit of Emperor Sword rushed into the stone sword with an unparalleled sword intent.

Everything becomes unknowable.

Lin Yue stood guard in front of the pot.

The stone sword hangs above the clay pot.

The two breaths are restraining each other.

So two years passed.

I can only feel that the aura of the Emperor Sword and Sword Spirit has become weaker and weaker, and in the end, it has almost completely dissipated.

Almost failed.

Lin Yue couldn't help frowning slightly.

Shi Jian returned to silence again.

The Hongmeng Divine Artifact is too terrifying.

The Ancient Pot Demon King has personally said that the chance of success is less than one in a hundred million.

Even the Emperor Sword has successfully advanced.

But in ancient history, no one has done this.

This kind of thing is also an innate thing of sacrifice.

Even at the highest level, it was impossible to sacrifice the real primordial artifact back then.

Even if it is to reawaken the spirit of the weapon, etc., it is impossible.

Not to mention injecting a new sword spirit into it.

At this moment, Shi Jian was completely dimmed.

Back to normal, it looks unremarkable.

Even if it was thrown on the side of the road, no one would take a second look.

Lin Yue sighed.

When getting up.

In that hand was a stone sword.

When ready to leave.

The shattered fragments of the Emperor Sword suddenly rushed up and slowly melted in the void.

Finally, they gathered on the gap in the stone sword.

But now it is still difficult to perceive the breath of the sword spirit.

"Did you succeed?"

Lin Yue looked at the stone sword whose gap was repaired by fragments of the Emperor Sword.

He raised his sword, and with a single swing, the sky was torn apart.

Shi Jian bloomed some of the power of the grandmist artifact.

But Lin Yue knew that being was not all the power of Shi Jian.

He was looking forward to the day when Shi Jian truly displayed the power of the primordial artifact.

The current Qi Ling has succeeded, but it is

Unable to reveal his intelligence, it seems that Shi Jian is too powerful, imprisoning the sword spirit in it.

However, with his sacrifice, one day, the sword spirit will recover again.

Lin Yue looked at the altar, and said slowly, "I'll go to Shifang Realm, and after gathering Bai Xiaoli, I'll try to rescue you."

With that said, Lin Yue left the Ancient Pot Holy Land.

Breaking the seal of the demon king is no small matter, Lin Yue needs to be fully prepared.

Now in his hands, he already has two Supreme Artifacts, plus clay pots.

Breaking the seal should not be a big problem.

Among the ten directions.

Lin Yuan is now in a secret place.

It can be seen that within the secret ground, there is a terrifying demon power emanating from it.

It even affected the entire Ten Directions.

Let the creatures here bear the great coercion.

Occasionally, the roar of beasts can be heard.

Bai Xiaoli was already in the hall.

From time to time, Lin Yuan screamed in pain. He was suffering from great pain, which seemed to come from the deepest part of his soul.

The blood essence of the demon king is more terrifying than imagined.

Lin Yuan exploded many times.

But they were all rescued by Bai Xiaoli.

Now he is in the critical stage of refining.

This needs to be crossed by himself, so Bai Xiaoli no longer cares about it.

It just sealed off the secret place to prevent Lin Yuan from going crazy and entering the Ten Directions Realm, causing irreparable damage.

Lin Yue just came outside the secret place to see Lin Yuan's current state.

After returning to the main hall.

"I think we can try to rescue the other demon kings." Lin Yue said to Bai Xiaoli.

"Did it work?" Bai Xiaoli asked with some concern.

A stone sword appeared in his hand.

Although it still looks ordinary.

But with Bai Xiaoli's vision, he can naturally see that Shi Jian has a different aura now.

Although it doesn't have the power of a primordial artifact now.

But it has been gradually repaired.

Lin Yue nodded.

Bai Xiaoli sighed, looked at the void, and said: "The continuation of that disaster is coming, and it's time to rescue those old guys."

Although he didn't deal with several demon kings, it was for the sake of the overall situation.

The demon king is known to be the strongest combat power in the world right now.

The supreme beings who stood shoulder to shoulder with them back then have all passed away.

Now the creatures who can fight against the end of the black disaster by themselves are only the top ten demon kings.

This is exactly Lin Yue's consideration.

Even if the demon king is rescued now, it will take a long time for them to recover their strength.

The black disaster is coming, and there is no delay.

"I'll go with you." Bai Xiaoli said.

His current strength has reached the Dao Yinjing.

It is the most powerful existence known in the entire universe and holy land.

And he knows the seal best, with Bai Xiaoli, the success rate will be much higher.

After a short preparation for two days.

Bai Xiaoli, Lin Yue, and Lin Xiu came to the Holy Land of Ancient Pot.

"Old man, it's time to wake up."

Bai Xiaoli was in front of the altar, with an impatient tone.

"Unexpectedly, you were the first to come out in the end." The Ancient Pot Demon King responded weakly.