Sword Master Ling Tian

"Brother Bianjiang, please pay attention to your words, what makes me and Ling Tian together? We are both Jiuxiao disciples, and we have always made good friends. Have we violated the rules of the sect?"

"Besides, what happened to Ling Tian?!"

Ling Xi's pretty face was cold.

"I……"

"Forget it, I won't persuade you much, anyway, even if Ling Tian comes back, he will be expelled from the sect."

Bian Jiang turned to his side, and he didn't even look at the two of them anymore.

"Ling Tian, ​​why are you here for the treasure house?"

Nangong Jin stepped forward and asked.

"I'm here to take the weapon soul essence, because it is the promise of refining to Pavilion Master Chen three months later."

Ling Tian held his hand.

"Oh? It seems that you are sure of coming back this time, so I am looking forward to it!"

Nangong Jin's cold face rose with a hint of surprise.

Ling Tian has been in the sect for so long now, but he hasn't shown any of Feng Zhiruo's terrifying alchemy skills, but it has set off a wave of refining.

She had never regarded the male disciple of the sect in her eyes, but Ling Tian was the first one to make her curious.

"Hehe, I really laughed. At that time, Pavilion Master Chen allowed you to be true, but you really dare to come and get the spirit?"

"Do you know what those ten thousand spirits mean?"

"That's what my sect has gained from hunting monsters and beasts for a hundred years, but now it's all being wasted by you, so Ling Tian can afford it?"

"Don't think that you will be expelled from the sect after three months. With these ten thousand spirits, you will die ten thousand times in Ling Tian, ​​and you can't afford it!"

Jiang still couldn't help but scolded.

"Brother Bian, you talk a lot!"

Ling Xi's face was already very difficult to see.

However, Ling Tian waved his hand to stop Ling Xi. Then he looked at the river.

"Bian Jiang, the big disciple of Tianyin Pavilion, isn't it?"

Bian Jiang frowned, "It's here, Ling Tian, ​​I didn't intend to tell you more about how powerful your martial arts is, and it has nothing to do with me. I just persuade you to curb your arrogance, Jiuxiao Cloud Sea Pavilion, it's not you. In a presumptuous place, Ling Xi will never see you as a vulgar person."

"Hahahaha!"

Ling Tian looked up to the sky with a smile, and then his face was cold, "You are no more than a big disciple of the pavilion, and you only have the responsibility of inspecting the treasure house! What qualifications do you have for the matter between me and the pavilion master of the sword pavilion?"

"Ask your name, I Ling Tian has already given you face! You'd better not give face to face!"

Ling Tian got up directly, the Wu Huang glow bloomed behind him, and the sword shadows covered his body. All the disciples who inspected Jiang and Nangong Jin over there could not help but retreat. They couldn't hold themselves in front of Ling Tian at all.

"Emperor Wu Xiuwei!"

Nangong Jin whispered, eyes full of surprise.

Jiang's expression over there was even more shameful.

"I'm telling you, don't talk about ten thousand weapons, souls and souls, even if you emptied your sect treasure house, I can still afford it to Ling Tian!"

"Also, don't say I'm a vulgar person! It seems you know how to fiddle the strings a few times, thinking you know how to sound?"

"When I settle the instrument, I don't mind letting you understand what is the rhythm and who is the rough person!"

"Humph!"

Ling Tian passed by the crowd, bringing Ling Xi to pass by force.

"Ling Tian, ​​you are presumptuous, without the order of the Master Chen, those who forcibly break into the treasury are dead!"

Bianjiang was furious.

"You wait until Ling Tian is here, and Pavilion Master Chen has already notified him."

Before Bian Jiang and the others initiated the sect alarm, a voice rang from the treasure house.

"Yes!"

Hearing this voice, Jiang and the others over there was stunned for a moment, but they could only swallow and retreat.

The person who had just spoken was Chen Feng, the elder who guarded the treasure house of the sect. His position was only under Chen Jianxiao, and they naturally did not dare to disobey.

"Is Ling Tian? The old man has been waiting for you for a long time. These spirits have been in my hands for a hundred years. I am also looking forward to whether you will destroy them or find their home for them."

"Take the Spirit Soul, and leave as soon as possible!"

As soon as Ling Tian stood in front of the treasure house, a storage ring flew out. Ling Tian caught it in the sky and opened it. It turned out that there were more than ten thousand artifact soul essences, and Chen Jianxiao had promised before. not bad.

"Ling Tian, ​​thank you elder."

Ling Tian glanced at the gate of the confined treasure house, tightened the ring in his hand, and left with Ling Xi.

It was beyond Ling Tian's expectation that he obtained the Soul Essence so smoothly.

Hurrying back to the Qi Pavilion, Lin Xiao and the other disciples were ready, and the large formation on the island was opened, and outsiders were not allowed to enter.

"I got it."

When Ling Tian descended into the refining hall, he distributed a small part of his spirit to Lin Xiao, Di Guang and others.

"Ling Tian, ​​what do you mean? I only gave me so few souls, what should I do with the rest?"

Lin Xiao looked at the spirit that had been allocated to her own hands, but it was only five low-grade Zhuxian weapon souls and hundreds of top-grade king weapon souls.

"I said before that I was responsible for this matter by myself, so I naturally said to do it. You only need to try your best to refine it."

Ling Tian also took out the Liuyao Ding and the forging platform, and said with a smile.

"Ling Tian, ​​the remaining number is not small, you..."

Lin Xiao still didn't believe in Ling Tian's refining ability.

"So in order for you to refining it with peace of mind, I will refining this first weapon in this hall and show it to everyone."

The light in Ling Tian's hand flickered as he took out the Xuanhai zircon.

"Gucheng, I promised to refine a top quality quasi-immortal spear before, and now this first weapon is yours!"

After that, the zircon was thrown into the cauldron by Ling Tian, ​​and the eighteen layers of Prison Burning Flames poured into the cauldron, and the fiery flames rose up, making it impossible for Lin Xiao and others to sacrifice the fire.

In the case of trying to urge Fen Tu Prison Flame with all his strength, the coercion is too terrifying.

"Refining weapons for me? Then this is really flattered!"

Ye Gucheng rubbed his hands, already a little excited.

Although Zhang Jing and others have envy in their eyes, they are not jealous.

Everything Ling Tian did far exceeded everyone's expectations.

From the speed of melting and refining the material, to the familiarity and precision of the forging tool embryo, and the magical expression of the formation and quenching at the end, the exclamation of Lin Xiao and others has never stopped.

In the end, Ling Tian stripped Ye Gucheng's golden gun from the weapon soul, blessed the weapon soul energy of Nashen Tujue's hand, so that the golden dragon's might soared, and finally turned into a majestic mysterious golden dragon and concealed into the spear.

When Ling Tian took out the brand-new spear from the quenching liquid, the island of Qige was instantly enveloped by large black clouds!

The dark cloud enveloped for ninety li, and the vortex within it gradually formed, and among them was the golden thunder surging in it, and the sound of the explosion shocked the entire Jiuxiaoyunhai Pavilion!

And this, it was only two hours before Ling Tian melted the Xuanhai zircon!