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“Could it be that the artifact spirits in the Book of Death have never fallen asleep, just trying to escape when I’m not paying attention?”

“It’s too late.”

Huang Mingxian was extremely heartbroken, and she was so angry that she spent a lot of money to find the Book of Death on the side of the crime domain.

In the end, she didn’t even know what the book of the dead actually did.

As a result, it flew away now and could not be intercepted at all.

Moreover, because it was on the site of the portrait, it was not easy for her to send someone to investigate, and the Book of Death escaped.

If she was outside, she wouldn’t be here…

Huang Mingxian even guessed that during this period of time, the artifact spirits of the Book of Death were pretending to be asleep, but they actually wanted to take this opportunity to escape.

No wonder no matter how she called, none of the artifact spirits would show up. It turned out that they had extremely high intelligence and did not show up on purpose.

Thinking of this, Dong Mingxian was so angry that he felt that he was wanted by the artifact of the Book of Death.

“I found the policeman, otherwise I will definitely wipe out its true spirit…”

After leaving the palace, Huang Mingxian tried to chase after Fang who had just escaped from the Book of Death, but gave up quickly.

In the vast small world of portraits, there are pavilions and divine islands everywhere, and on the peaks of some clan elders, there is even more divine light, filled with a powerful aura.

As long as the Item Spirit of the Book of Death is not stupid, it is impossible to go to those places.

So the most likely direction for it to escape may actually be the exits everywhere…

Thinking like this, Huaming’s figure flickered and turned into a ray of light, and went directly to the rhyme to wait. She didn’t believe that this book of death could really fly away.

“The God of Ages, the Gold of Ages…”

In this way, “rare metals are not easy to smelt, so I have to go to the peak of sacrifice and find the emperor’s fire to smelt…”

“The movement has to be controlled, otherwise the Holy Spirit Lake will know, and I will kill their descendants as the refining materials, I am afraid that they will come to me desperately.

At this moment, Dong Minghan was playing with two rare gold coins in the palace.

One piece is the size of a washbasin, the golden light is bright, and there are all kinds of mysterious traces, like annual rings.

Judging from the shape, the shape of a 17 unicorn can still be seen, but it has long since lost its vitality, and the body surface is densely covered with many divine patterns.

This is the golden age of the golden unicorn’s corpse, and a slap is invaluable, and it will attract all parties to fight for it.

The piece in front of him was as big as a washbasin, and it was extremely complete.

None of the Divine Runes were destroyed, and the density and weight were far from comparable to the average age and gold.

The value is naturally immeasurable, even in the immortal power, it is basically invisible.

On the side of this gold of time is the god of time that was transformed after the death of the descendant of the Holy Spirit Lake. Although there is only one word difference between the two, the value is very different, and there is no comparison.

Even if it is a small piece of age gold the size of a thumb, mixed into a weapon, it can be transformed into a divine weapon.

Because from time immemorial, the Divine Gold of the Years has only been rumored, and it is only used as a material for the doping part when sacrificing weapons, but only the doping part can have unimaginable secret power.

Even those who have become enlightened, and even Taoist figures, cannot so luxuriously use a whole piece of gold for the God of Ages to refine weapons.

This is also the key to why the Son of the Holy Spirit has a special place in the Lake of the Holy Spirit.

Huang Minghan will start with the Holy Spirit Lake, and most of the reasons are also a little moved by the material of its body.

And now all he has to think about is how to smelt this material and make a suitable magic weapon.

“Bell, tripod, flag, robe, pendant, tower, ring…”

In front of Huang Minghan, there are many maps of sacred weapons, and there are detailed forging methods.

In the painting library, there are quite a few mysterious and unpredictable forging maps of magical instruments.

It not only records in detail how to sacrifice, but also how to find materials.

Where there are suitable divine materials, such as some great secret realms, ruins, or beast dens, what should be paid attention to, what kind of cultivation realm to go to at the right time, what kind of cultivation techniques and magical powers are suitable for picking and digging, etc. .

This is the manifestation of the profound power of the Immortal Dao.

Ordinary Daoist powers must be smeared about the origin of these gods, and it is a blessing to be congratulated to get a piece.

More police say know its origin, know where to find it, and what to pay attention to.

These things are all the ancestors of Gai. After they have personally experienced them, they will carefully verify and verify them to ensure that they are correct, and they will be recorded in the future. They are all priceless treasures.

Of course, in terms of the background of the portrait, ordinary gods don’t need clan disciples, and they take huge risks to compete with the outside world.

The God of Ages and the Gold of Ages are the exceptions, because they have appeared too few times.

Huang Minghan has consulted a lot of classics, and there are very few things related to them. The last smelting methods are recorded in the inheritance memory in his mind.

“Ordinary towers and cauldrons are difficult to exert the power of the years, but the bells of the years in memory, you can try to sacrifice them.”

The Ring of Time that Huang Minghan knew was not an ordinary Ring of Time. In his memory, it was a broken thing. It was acquired by a true immortal. With a slight shock, the years swept across the entire universe. block.

This kind of divine power is not a simple power, it contains the power of the strange and incomprehensible curse of the years.

It can make people many times older in an instant, or it can be sent back to childhood in an instant.

Thinking like this, Hua Minghan accepted these two pieces of divine material, and planned to go to the sacrifice peak of the portrait, where there is not only the fire of the ten directions of the stars, but also the heavenly palace as a furnace, which can sacrifice all magic weapons.

There are also various strange fires, divine fires, and holy fires that have been obtained by the ancestors of the portraits over the years.

In the deepest part, there is the Emperor Fire and a cluster of human-shaped fairy fires, enjoying the enshrinement of the portraits from generation to generation.

However, just when Hua Minghan took these two pieces of divine material, he felt that there was some kind of tremor in the void.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and he soon returned to calm.

Although this tremor was very slight, he was still aware of it, and he clearly ordered that no one is allowed to approach at this time.

Moreover, there are restrictions around, which can isolate the breath of this place and cover the secrets.

What does this trembling mean?

“Huh? 99

Suddenly, Hua Minghan noticed that the wooden box in his storage space was also faintly trembling.

This is the Book of Death that he obtained in Nanlang Holy City. It has been sealed in the wooden box and has rarely been opened.

At this time, there is a sudden tremor, why?

A deep meaning flashed across Huang Minghan’s eyes, and then he walked quietly behind him, as if he didn’t feel the tremor.

The sky outside had dimmed, the stars were hidden under the thick clouds, and even the sky seemed a little dull.

It was a cold and terrifying aura, as if there were a pair of malicious eyes behind him, staring at him stubbornly.

Huang Ming-like cold unaware, is still in front of the pack with a lot of jade Jane, books.

But his eyes began to converge character of God.

Just at this time, he painted a bright cold feeling cold breath lunged towards him, deep and quiet and cold, as if a giant ice, suddenly got into his knowledge of the sea.

At the same time, accompanied by a monstrous bloody and malicious, as well as sneering laughter!

However, his expression did not change in the slightest, and that gloomy laughter stopped abruptly.

“Why does it smell like the Book of the Dead?”

Huang Minghan’s brows were slightly wrinkled, and he was a little puzzled.

He has already realized that the breath of Ganglian belongs to the book of death, and it has the same origin with the page of the book of death he got.

It’s just why that part of the Book of Death, hooked on the portrait now, rushed to the palace where he was.

As for that part of the book of death, he would choose to rush into the sea of ​​​​consciousness between his eyebrows. Huang Minghan just thought it was ridiculous.

Now he is not only blessed by the soul, but also has the status of the world. How can he be a demon who can enter the sea of ​​​​consciousness?

What’s more, compared to people of the same age, his spirit strength is strong enough to make them despair, even the older generation can only sigh.

In a sea of ​​golden light, there is no end in sight.

At this moment, a blurred shadow, with expressions of fear, panic, and regret on the front, hid in a corner and shivered.

The bright and vast rays of light, like a round of brilliant sun, rise in this space, and a ray of brilliance is enough to pierce the darkness and purify evil spirits.

It was even said that in the depths of this space, a figure filled with five-colored fairy lights sat there with a ruthless neck, looking at it from afar.

This is the divine soul of Hua Minghan. At this moment, a terrifying aura pervades his body, and chaos is surging.

All kinds of terrifying scenes emerged, stars fell, and the sun was shattered, as if it was about to come before the opening of the sky.

The sharp and terrifying roar of the black shadow’s hair hook was about to be frightened, and the body was rapidly melting, like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

It perceives that this upright and bright golden divine light is the light of shelter and the light of merit that purifies all evil.

“The artifact of the Book of Death?”

And at this moment, the blurred figure sitting cross-legged in front of him, his gaze fell towards it, entering with a bit of cat-and-mouse-like play.

At this time, Huang Minghan was able to see the true face of this black shadow. It was a wisp of black mist like blue smoke, with a child-like face, wrapped around the Book of Death, as if rooted in it.

Just sewing is this thing, turned into a light, swept the Book of Death, and directly impacted his sea of ​​consciousness.

But now, that face is full of fear and anxiety, roaring and trying to escape.

However, there is a vast golden light everywhere here, and it can be melted away with just a wisp of light, causing it to fly away.

It huddled in the corner, terrified, with sharp black teeth in Jiyun’s mouth.

“It seems that apart from roaring, there is no intelligence, and I still think about what it can learn from its mouth…”

Dong Minghan shook his head regretfully, realizing that this thing came purely by instinct and did not have a strong intelligence.

To put it simply, he was attracted by the aura of the Book of Death on his body, and then he didn’t care about anything, and directly slammed into his eyebrows.

To describe it as stupid is to flatter this thing.

Huang Minghan guessed that this part of the Book of Death should have been brought back to the portrait by Dong Mingxian.

After all, she now has the memory of a book-piercer, and it is not easy to know some opportunities in advance.

After the Bronze Immortal Palace left, she also disappeared for a period of time. Maybe during this time, she went to find this part of the Book of Death.

“Now that girl, it is estimated that she is jumping with anger…”

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Huang Minghan’s mouth, and then he raised his palm, and the golden light flowed like a brilliant sun, directly erasing the wisps of the Book of Death.

He is equivalent to picking up the rest of the Book of Death for nothing, which is completely unexpected.

After all, how to describe such a move?

It was even more outrageous than waiting for a rabbit. The Item Spirit of the Book of Death probably just broke free from Hua Mingxian’s hand, and then sensed the aura of another part of the Book of Death, so he didn’t care about anything and went straight to it.

As a result… he smashed his head to death in front of Hua Minghan, and waited for him to pick it up.

This fortune can no longer be described as terrifying, it can be called outrageous.

However, Huang Minghan felt relieved when he thought that he now has a world status. Perhaps the explanation for all this can be called the protection of the Great Dao.

Afterwards, his consciousness exited the Sea of ​​Consciousness 533, and black mist lingered between his palms.

That part of the book of death condensed out, and after losing the artifact spirit, it didn’t have much impact on it.

The Book of Death itself is extremely bizarre, and does not need the existence of artifact spirits at all.

Hua Minghan guessed that this artifact spirit may be the energy body condensed by the part of the evil spirits and resentments absorbed and gathered when the Book of Death was buried somewhere during this period of time, and it cannot be called a real artifact spirit.

He also took out the other fragment that was sealed in the wooden box and put it on the Book of Death.

hum!!!

Accompanied by the dark light flowing from the camp, this scrap page turned into a black water, slowly infiltrated into it, and soon disappeared without a trace, which was truly miraculous.

“The complete Book of Death, here it is.”

“Should I be thankful for this girl, Mingxian?”

Hua Minghan chuckled lightly, flicked his sleeves, and took the Book of Death, but an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

The next day, Dong Minghan took the two pieces of divine material, as well as other auxiliary materials, to the peak of sacrifice.

However, when he passed Dong Mingxian’s Divine Island on the way, he deliberately stopped and looked at it.

I saw Hua Mingxian angrily, I don’t know what to think, her face was in extreme pain, not to mention gnashing her teeth, but it was almost the same.

Some of the stones on the bluestone path were also kicked away by her rhythmically.

Many servants and maids in the distance, hiding far away, did not dare to approach Hua Mingxian and touch her emblem at this time.

He smiled, pretended not to see it, turned around and walked away, intending to smelt the two pieces of divine material first, so as not to notice the abnormality behind the Holy Spirit Lake.

“HE…”

“Why does he laugh so disgustingly…”

However, the moment Huang Minghan left, Hua Mingxian seemed to have a feeling, looked towards where he was, and immediately saw a faint smile on his face.

She was a little suspicious, but when she thought about it, she was waiting at the exits everywhere, and she didn’t see the whereabouts of the Book of Death. She guessed that it might have been encountered by someone in the clan, and the hook hand grabbed it and intercepted it, even more so. A pain in the flesh.

“You came to see me in the morning? You laughed so disgustingly…”

“There must be something weird, maybe he will know about my book of death.

Huang Mingxian gritted his teeth for a while, and there was murderous aura in his beautiful eyes, and he really wanted to go to Huang Minghan to seek justice.

She also wanted to use the Book of Death to form a force similar to the Shura Temple in the future.

But looking at it now, the plan is completely in vain.

In terms of Hua Minghan’s intelligence, with just a scrutiny, he must have guessed that the Book of Death flew away from her.

“I’m so annoying, this bastard brother…”

Huang Mingxian wrote another note to Hua Minghan in the small notebook in his heart.

On a certain day in a certain month of a certain year, not only did he rob his book of death, but he also deliberately came to see his own excitement in the morning,