"This is probably the roughest piece of the magical instrument I have ever seen."

In the ground fire room, the old man in green robe looked disdainfully at a silver scepter in Wei Suo's hands that had not yet dissipated.

On this silver stub, there are no patterns or shapes except for some fine runes. On one side it is round and flat, and there are five holes on it. It looks not only rough, but it can indeed be described as ugly. .

But looking at this finished silver scepter, Wei Suo was an excited god.

You have to know that it took Weisuo three days and three nights to successfully refine the silver scepter. The second step was to control the silver scepter that was formed in the first step to a fire control that would not melt. It took him a whole day to control. It's not easy to be refined. Ugly is ugly. Anyway, this is a magic weapon. Anyway, this is a magic weapon, but it's not a wife. Just enough practical.

In the eyes despised by the old man in the green robe, Wei Suo took out the yellow heart-eater elder law beads that had been prepared and embedded them in a hole in the staff.

This yellow crystal bead is a bit big and can only be embedded in a small half, but after it is embedded, the silver rope staff has a little decoration on it, and it seems to be a little more beautiful.

After seeing that there should be no problems, Wei Suo tried to put a real yuan into it.

The sound of "Bao" sounded softly. Almost instantly, a gray and black brilliance burst out in front of Qingsuo Yin Staff.

Upon seeing such a gray and black brilliance, Wei Suo's eyes were suddenly filled with ecstatic gods.

I saw him stretch out his hand, offering a silver shield that had been broken.

This dharma shield is the last thing left by the monks in Sihaitang. The material is nothing special, except that it not only engraved more than one control magic circle, but its control magic circle is also very small, so although this side The dharma shield was smashed with holes, and it was still able to imperial. It's just that the shield's defensive power is not as good as a half-soul level, and it's useless for Weisuo.

The sound of "Bao" sounded softly, and Wei Suo raised his hand, and the gray and black brilliance excited on the Silver Soul Silver Staff hit the silver Shield.

I saw this silver magic shield immediately lost its aura, and it fell on the stone ground in front of Wei Suo with a loud sound.

Picking up this silver shield, I saw a lot of pockmarks appearing on the surface, and the pitted spots seemed to have been corroded in some thick acid.

The heart-eater elder magic beads contained in it, it really is the talent ability of the heart-eater elder advanced, it has the same power as yīn phosphate sand, which can corrode the magic weapon and magic weapon!

At that time, when Wen Daozhou was dying and struggling, he wanted to use a beak-shaped magic weapon, but it was the gray and black light that was inspired by the heartworm elder that instantly destroyed his magic weapon.

With this thing, even if the opponent is a real spirit-level magic weapon, suddenly give the opponent such a bit, it is enough for the opponent to drink a pot.

And what makes Wei Suo more proud is that the old man in the green robe said that this kind of magic ball can only purely stimulate the power in it. Every time it is excited, the power in the magic ball is one point less, and the final power is used up. Then, this dharma bead is useless, only another dharma bead can be replaced. But now that the gray-black sè glories have been sent twice in a row, Wei Suo sees that the yellow sè globe on the silver scepter has not dimmed, and it’s sure to be excited at least dozens more times There is no problem.

This kind of goods at the bottom of the pressure box can be used for a long time dozens of times. It must be much more durable than the old carrion water hyacinth in the blue wind and hills that day.

Thinking of this, Wei Suo couldn't help but also patted his head, remembering that there was some rotting water left in the gourd, it is estimated that it can still be used once.

After collecting this silver rope silver staff, which can also be inlaid with four beads, Wei Suo took out the red robe yīn the monk who was fighting with himself for the ground fire furnace room from the nabao. Burnt pothole green flying sword.

After taking out the handle of the Feijian sword that had no more aura, Wei Suo opened the thirty-two Jin Chankous on the ground-fire furnace room one after another.

As thirty-two ground fires spewed out, a fiery fire mass formed in the center of the furnace, and the temperature of the entire ground fire room suddenly rose.

Wei Suo stretched out his hand and put the green sword tire into the fire group. The green sword tire supported by the tongue of the fire kept turning in the fire group, but after a moment, it was still only slightly. The redness of the apparently mixed melting point of Yingang jīng and Tianxuan Wujin's Feijian sword tire is indeed many times higher than Qingsuo silver.

But this is no wonder. Most of the time, the flying sword depends on the sword body to attack the enemy. If it is burned by fire, it can't resist, then this can't be called the flying sword at all.

"Almost five more stove openings are needed." Ju jīng watched for a while, and the old man in green robe said this to Wei Suo.

Wei Suo nodded, and opened five Jinchan furnace mouths. With the influx of these five firepowers, the sword tire finally became completely red.

The old man in green robe nodded and said, "Okay, you can start."

Wei Suo didn't say anything. He reached out and a natural fire was excited from his hands. A fire mass formed first, then slowly changed in the air, and slowly changed into a white cone shape.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

I saw this hammer, which was condensed by innate fire, and it was repeatedly tempered and beaten on the red sword tire, and the sound of iron was heard.

Seeing this scene, the old man in green robe hummed, but a flash of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

It seems that the monks of the Fire Spirit Root have much more control over the fire spells. The monks without the Fire Roots need at least ten days of practice to achieve this step, but It took Weisuo only three days to temper the sword tire with innate fire.

The old man in green robe is somewhat satisfied, but Wei Suo has a bitter face, because the difficulty of tempering the sword fetus is no less than that of consolidating the engraved magic circle on the Qingsuo silver.

Because not only the intensity of the innate real fire must be controlled, but also the strength of each strike. If the fire power and power exceed one point, the useful gold will be scattered.

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I saw that every time the white real hammer fell, the sword body sank down, and was then held up by a strong ground fire pillar, and every time it struck, a thin spark came out of the sword body. Some of the fine impurities appeared to fly out, and were immediately burned to ashes by the ground fire and swept out.

Under the non-stop forging hammer, we saw that the sword tire was slowly beat into a ball by Wei Suo.

After more than one hour, Wei Suo, who was obviously exhausted by Zhen Yuan, directly found out five or six Hui Zhen Dan and swallowed his belly. Anyway, except for a small part of Hui Zhen Dan obtained in Sihai Hall that day, he was taken back by Han Weiwei. Most of them are here in Weisuo, and after a long time, it is estimated that Weisuo does not need to buy this kind of panacea.

After adjusting the interest rate for a while, after Zhenyuan recovered almost, Wei Suo then turned into a white real fire hammer, and then forged the hammer again.

This time, the intensity of the forging hammer is obviously a little more.

After more than half an hour, I saw a red ball of jīng gold, which had become about half as big as before. Then this ball of jīng gold was slowly hammered by Wei Suo, but it turned into a knife. shape.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!" repeated thrashing on this knife for more than half an hour, until it was almost impossible to see any sparks rising, Wei Suo carefully forged again The blade of the knife came, and he forged it over and over again, until the blade of the knife was beaten very sharply, Wei Suo stopped his hand and yanked out the knife.

Immediately after that, Wei Suo directly inspired a water spell, and saw a mass of water polo out of the air, which instantly hit the still-red knife.

With a cry, a burst of white gas surged, and the red knife gave a sharp shrinking feeling, and then the whole handle became a thick dark green immediately.

Not waiting for the heat to dissipate, Wei Suo immediately photographed the knife in front of him and looked at it.

I saw that the carcass of this knife looked very compact at a glance. Cheng Shi did not know how many times better than the previous green sword, and the blade of the whole knife, especially on the blade, was countless times. After the forging, a bunch of chrysanthemum patterns appeared.

After looking at it for a while, Wei Suo stretched out his hand and took out a mass of flashing golden light, but it was the body of a third-level high-level golden bee bee.

A freshly made knife was used to scratch the shell of the golden bee, and the hard shell of the golden bee, which was as hard as the black iron, was immediately cut with a crack.

"Haha!"

Seeing this kind of scene~lightnovelpub.net~Weisuo suddenly smiled with joy, one by one, and took out the body of twenty-four middle-level fire-eating lizards.

Immediately after that, Weisuo used this knife to cut it up on the body of a cassowary lizard.

It turned out that Wei Suo still had to use the corpses of some monsters on hand to try out some useful magical tools. However, the ordinary blades of many monsters could not be cut at all, so Wei Suo specially created such a sharp knife with the flying sword of the red robe under the guidance of the old man in green robe.

This process of forging and manufacturing knives is also preparing for refining the carcasses of other instruments in the future, which is equivalent to an exercise.

Now, Weisuo is to first try to refine the ruby ​​carapace like a ruby ​​into a magic shield.

However, the old man in the green robe either did not make a shot, and his shot would not be too bad. This kind of magic shield he taught Weisuo to refine was a set of twenty-sided magic shields, that is, when the sacrifice came out It is possible to sacrifice one set at a time, with twenty face shields suspended at the same time around the body.