Chapter 160: Kujuishi

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That black stone is different!
It is heavy, covered with dark smudges, and blended with the black stone. If you don't care, it's easy to ignore the past, and each trace is like a knife mark. (Marshmallow novel network Www.MianHuaTang.Cc provides Txt free download)-.79xs.-
A knife mark like a mountain.
This makes the Lingfeng very pleasant surprise, the stone is absolutely not ordinary, it is probably a holy soldier, the second-class is a half-step sacred soldier, and it is very likely to be the weapon of the refining body.
He rushed over at a stroke, his feet fell on the 'fine' iron, and his hands were already caught in Blackstone. What shocked him was that the black stone was heavy and scary, about 30,000 pounds. .
"impressive!"
Ling Feng is not shocked and rejoicing. This is exactly what he needs as a "refinement resource". It will also become his weapon. A stone throws it over, that is, the 9th-level Wuling may be killed.
"drink!"
His heart sinks into the dantian, and he sighs and sighs. The golden treasure is completely swayed. Every meridian of the body is bulging, like a lychee, a terrible force, reaching 30,000 jins, plus the broken blade fragments in the body. But it is 45,000 kilograms, which is also the limit of his blood 'meat'.
"Karb"
Blackrock was caught, and the ‘precision’ iron collapsed, and it was divided into five pieces. Each piece of debris formed a sharp knife. The went out and split the gravel.
Ling Feng is like holding up a hill, his arms are shaking, the black stone is too heavy, and it is no wonder that even the 'fine' iron has been fractured.
"Thirty thousand pounds, it’s too horrible, but I like it!"
He grinned and grinned.
This black stone is indeed too heavy for him now, but as his strength continues to improve, this black stone will also become his strongest killer.
"It is not a sacred soldier, nor a half-step sacred soldier!"
Ling Feng frowned.
He held the black stone in the palm of his hand and looked at it for a long time, but he did not find the breath of the slightest weapon, let alone sharp, it was a bit too much. [Look at the latest chapter of the book, please go to the Marshmallow novel website www.mianhuatang.cc]
This makes Ling Feng a bit strange, such a heavy black stone, if it is not the weapon of the refining warrior, then it is the real evil reading;
"Try it!"
He sank '吟' and decided to try refining. As far as he knows, the general weapons are unique, such as the yellow weapons and mysterious weapons. From the sharpness and momentum, they can Judge it out.
However, not all weapons will exude the kind of imposing manners. Really terrible weapons, some even a trace of breath will not overflow, not that it is not strong, but all the momentum is introverted, only refining Shows the most invincible edge.
"bass!"
The nine flames of blood rushed out and boiled like water. They wrapped the black stone and burned it. However, the black stone was extremely silent, and there was no such thing as a wave.
"Yep?"
Suddenly, Ling Feng’s eyes were vertical and his mouth was swelled. ‘Show’ had a smile, and it’s true that the blood of the fire did not refine the black stone, not because Blackstone was too ordinary, but too unusual.
The blood of the fire can't be refining at all, and even infiltrating it can't be done.
"Really a weapon, just because I am too weak!"
Ling Feng is ecstatic, and he always wants to have a weapon, but it is a fragment of the blade, and it is not suitable for him. He is a martial artist, a general weapon, capable of exerting the combat power of the warrior, but the strength of the body repair is I can't play it at all.
However, unlike Blackstone, it will make the best of Lingfeng's physical training and military strength. This is not as simple as one plus one, but a sublimation and qualitative transformation!
"try again!"
Ling Feng lightly sighed, his eyes sparkling with astounding brilliance. His golden treasure glowed, and the golden light rose from his soles and swooped over his hands, shrouded the black stone.
"嗡"
Suddenly, a tremble, the black stone 'wave' moved, although very slight, but Ling Feng felt the first time, which made him happy, fully urging the gold treasure.
However, he was still disappointed, and Blackstone never had a little bit of movement.
"The weapon of physical repair, fear that it can only rely on the light of the treasure to refine it?"
He meditated for a moment and muttered.
"try again!"
He bit his teeth, a little unwilling, but there are weapons in hand, but can not refine, it is very painful for him.
In the next moment, the brilliance of pure gold, the roads picked up, Ling Feng urging the strongest treasure power, so that the black stone gave a slightly clear vibrato.
"Blood flame!"
When the vibrato was about to disappear, Ling Feng sighed and screamed, and all the flames in the dantian triumphantly rushed out into the glory of the golden treasure.
Time, a clearer vibrato, resounding, the golden light seems to be ignited, the surface of the black stone has changed, flashing a little black light, continuously shaking three readings;

Hey? Can it be like this?

A glimpse of Ling Feng, a little bit stunned, the blood of the flame is from the combat power, it is much stronger than the treasure of the golden 'color', but it can not shake Blackstone, but when the two forces are united, But gave Ling Feng a feeling that he could refine the black stone.
"So, if the 'fine' mind is also integrated into it?"
He pondered a bit, and he was a little eager to try the taste. This is only his guess, but if he succeeds, he can really refine the black stone. This is an opportunity.
He just let go!
"Come!"
When the voice fell, the golden treasure was submerged by the more radiant light, and the black blood was followed by the blood. In the end, Ling Feng’s eyebrows glowed, and the Xuanyang dynasty spurted out, all of which flocked to Blackrock.
"Hey..."
In a flash, the black stone trembled fiercely, and the black light on the surface shimmered, and the three forces really burned. Whether it was gold light or Xuanyang Nianli was ignited, with a "quick" momentum, invading into the black stone. .
In fact, this process is very slow, just like a drop of stone, at this moment, Ling Feng is this feeling.
For a quarter of an hour, the three forces are only the depth of a dust.
One hour, the black stone was invaded by a page of paper.
At this time, Ling Feng, but the face 'color' whitish, this black stone even he does not know what it is, but, in order to refine it, you need a large amount of 武晶流,金光, and Xuanyang.
"hold onto!"
Ling Feng is biting his teeth. This process of refining is very difficult. Once he gives up, he will come back again. Therefore, he can only persist and do not work hard. He will not know what the result is.
"bass"
Dan Tian was shocked, and the blood and flames flew out again, continuing to refine, but Ling Feng was also a bit unbearable.
"嗡"
His soul was boiling, and Xuanyang flew out one after another, and converge with the other two forces, burning and violently invading Blackrock.
Three hours!
Ling Feng’s face was white, and there was no blood ‘color’. His hands and body were trembled. He had already reached the limit and could not hold on.
"What the is this guy doing?"
The golden ‘color’ proudly flies and wrinkles, it’s been so long, he’s not talking, what is the palm of his hand?
It's a bit unclear because it's all wrapped up in golden light.
"Can't you find the holy soldier?"
It looked hot and looked at Lingfeng's palms, but did not feel the breath of the holy soldiers, which made it shake his head, and did not know what Lingfeng was doing.
At this moment, it was a little impulsive, trying to stumble over the wind and beat it up.
However, it is very taboo, this boy is a little evil, and the ‘precision’ is everywhere. If it fails, it will only have the fate of being beaten.
Therefore, it weighed it, or gave up, but the eyes were very fierce. If you want to stumble the boy, only the strongest combat power, thorough repression.
And when Ling Feng was about to stick to it, the black stone suddenly trembled, followed by cracks on the surface, falling down a layer of black powder, and 'showing' the light of the 'golden color' .
It is like a stack of nine small black stones, and the whole is like a hill.
"boom"
A fierce, a huge roar, from the black stone, directly rushed into the body of Ling Feng, shocked him five times, followed by the small Montenegro, bursting with golden light, forming a The whirlpool, began to madly devour the flame of the wind.
This is a horrible storm!
Ling Feng eyes burst, the eyes flashed a bit of painful ‘color’, that swallowed too crazy, just to blink him in the blink of an eye, even the martial arts are dim.
He can clearly feel that the four yang fires and blood fires are rushing into the black stone, and even the golden treasures and the Xuanyang minds are rapidly dimming.
It is like a bottomless ‘hole’, all kinds of power are swallowed up.
A full quarter of an hour!
Lingfeng no blood 'color', shaking 'desire' to fall, even the eyelids are dark, Xuanyang dim, that is, 'fine' gods are quickly cracking, this is because he is running the virtual road results, otherwise it will Even worse.
At this moment, the little stone that had the lowest sinking of Blackstone suddenly shone, and the engulfed fire, blood, and ‘fine’ minds refining it and completely saturated it.
"boom"
Ling Feng's eyes are dimly bright. Through the 'fine' mind, he sees something different. It is not a black stone, but a stone monument with a smooth surface like a mirror. It looks like a sharp edge. That feeling is too strange.
It is not gorgeous, it is not awkward, but it is very simple, a bit of a return to the true taste.
However, what really surprised Ling Feng was that it was too heavy and weighed 30,000 pounds. However, the feeling of Ling Feng seemed to be able to collapse the earth.
Nine stones!
Suddenly, Ling Feng saw the top of the black stone, the three quaint stone characters, but heighed more than 10 million pounds, so that he has a feeling of suffocation, just a glance!
"嗖"
The next moment, the nine heavy stones were dim, flying out of Lingfeng's palms, and disappeared into his eyebrows, and disappeared.
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