Chapter 180: Refining artifacts!

In the Ancestral Dragon Ring, time slowly passed, the blood flames emitted by the cauldron became more and more vigorous, and the fiery breath swept the world, like an oven, rolled away.
Under this extremely terrifying energy fluctuation, not far away, Xiao Bai's sleeping body trembled slightly, and his big eyes tended to open.
Xiao Bai's body contained extremely vast demon energy, and the inner alchemy of that great demon, plus the cultivated dragon beard grass, had almost been swallowed by Xiao Bai. Yang Xiao didn't know what realm Xiao Bai had reached now.
The speed of his transformation is different from other strange beasts, maybe this is the beast! At this moment, Xiao Bai slowly opened his eyelids, and looked around with blurred eyes. After turning his eyes for a circle, the whole person jumped up instantly.
Whoosh! With a bang, Xiao Bai's speed was very scary, and he jumped several tens of feet, like a big Peng bird.
Whoosh! He was very fast, reaching Yang Tian's front in an instant, leaping directly on Yang Tian's shoulder, rubbing his furry belly.
"How did this little guy wake up? It's been shortened by two months than expected." Upon seeing this, Yang Tian shook his head, and when he noticed the energy fluctuations in Xiao Bai's body, he couldn't help but smashed his mouth.
"Woo..." Xiao Bai yelled, his face full of excitement, and his big eyes looked at the three-legged cauldron. Xiao Bai's eyes flickered for a while, and he opened his mouth to spray a white mist.
"This..." Upon seeing this, Yang Tian's face changed slightly, looking at the white mist that had rushed into the cauldron, he couldn't help but curl his lips, hoping that there would be no accidents.
When the white mist surged into it, Yang Tian's expression was a little dull. After three days of baking, the Yunxing mother essence had a tendency to melt.
At this moment, the white mist surged into the interior, and strands of mist were intertwined on the cloud star spirit, which seemed to be corroded. The speed of this refining has skyrocketed several times out of thin air.
"What a fast speed!" The dull expression on his face slowly converged, and Yang Tian exclaimed. With his head full of fog, he really couldn't figure out how the refining speed could be so fast.
"Woo..." Seeing Yang Tian's stunned look, Xiao Bai was very excited, shaking his tail, and spraying out another white mist, the speed of Yunxingmu's refining increased a lot.
"This little guy, his skills are so great now..." After smashing his head, Yang Tian touched Xiaobai's head, couldn't help but curled his lips, and muttered.
"This is not surprising. Xiaobai is a god-swallowing beast. It can swallow all things in the world and melt the gods." Yang Xiao walked over, touched Xiaobai's belly, and said with a smile.
"Woo..." Xiaobai was proud of his face, and exhaled a mouthful of white mist, which increased the speed of refining Yunxingma five or six times.
"This mist is really weird. It can not only break the formation, but also melt the gods." Yang Tian couldn't help but say, according to the speed of his melting, it will take another ten days to complete, if it is shortened by more than half.
Yang Tian and Xiao Bai played for a while, their minds sank into the cauldron and began to breathe. Now the Qilin's foot has stepped out, and the entire cauldron is extremely hot, with layers of fire covering the sky.
With Xiao Bai's cooperation, Yang Tian's refining speed skyrocketed. After about two days, that piece of divine material was about to melt into a liquid, the silver awns that surrounded it became brighter, and the entire cauldron was illuminated into silver white.
It lasted for another day, and there was a "clang" sound from the cauldron, causing the surrounding air to burst continuously.
In the great cauldron, a red sledgehammer with a height of 1 foot, Yang Tian's thoughts turned, the sledgehammer fell on the silver liquid, and the silver liquid was born towards the sword embryo.
Above the silver sword embryo, there was a blood-colored stone, exuding bloodthirsty, and the gleaming blood was extremely bright. The speed of this refining was much slower than that of Yunxing mother essence.
It lasted for so long and kept refining, although the blood in the body was extremely full, but Yang Tian's eyes were abnormally tired.
Klang!
The red sledgehammer revolved in the void, shooting blood flames, and the silver liquid splashed with fire, and the tendency to smelt into a sword embryo was unusually slow.
Yang Tian kept breathing out, spitting out a mouthful of red blood, and the blood flame was tens of feet high, and the bloodthirsty magic crystal was melting.
Five days passed, Yang Tian's eyes were extremely tired, but there was excitement and sheen in his eyes.
In the great cauldron, silver awns are lingering, and the silver small sword reveals a sharp air. Every inch of the sword's body is crystal clear, exuding the cold light that it has ingested, but the size is very small, only five inches in size.
The blood flames are hot, flowing around the sword body, and the silver little sword often hums, faintly cutting through the sky.
The red sledgehammer moves, and every time it strikes, there is a tiny trace on the sword body. Above the silver little sword, there are three drops of blood-like liquid, crystal clear, like blood jade, exuding bloodthirsty.
The blood flame was tempered, at this moment, three drops of blood suddenly fell down, directly on the silver little sword, just as the blood was dripping, the whole silver little sword suddenly buzzed.
The color of the sword body was changing, from silver to red, from red to silver, which was very strange. At this moment, the entire small sword was trembling, and the two energies seemed to be clashing, and there was a faint tendency to crack.
At this moment, Yang Tian's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a fierce spirit power surged out, directly pouring into the cauldron.
The soul power manifested, and there was a tingling pain. Yang Tian settled his mind. The soul power directly converged into a small pitch black hammer in the cauldron. The small hammer was one foot high and filled with black mist.
Klang! The pitch-black small hammer fell down, hitting on the humming silver sword, the two sledgehammers danced back and forth, and the whole cauldron made a sound.
Quench soldiers with blood! Temper the soul with God! It is the supreme way to melt soldiers. The moment of the birth of the gods, they can gather their spirits, which is also the most wonderful method of the oven art.
Yang Tian breathed out, the sledgehammer moved, and the humming little sword gradually stagnated. The entire sword body was surrounded by silver and red rays, as if two little dragons were walking.
The sword body is dazzling and exudes sharp aura. Every time a hammer is struck, the texture on the sword body changes, and the silver and red textures are intertwined, which is extremely gorgeous.
After a while, Yang Tian's soul body was already tired. He didn't hesitate to swallow a lotus seed, and the colorful luster suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.
In the soul space, the soul villain crosses his knees, frantically devouring the surrounding colorful luster, the dim soul body is recovering rapidly, and the pitch black sledgehammer in the cauldron follows the shiny black light.
Just when the whole little sword had its lines, Yang Tian pursed his lips. In the flames, the little sword had already heard the sound of sword roar, Qingyuan was long.
The sword body is crystal clear, exudes a precious light, the edge of the air spreads, and the blood oven is cut out one by one, extremely sharp.
Upon seeing this, Yang Tian nodded, and immediately his body jumped and the soles of his feet stood on the cauldron. On his palm, an arc of red light jumped out and stroked directly on his arm.
"Puff......" A hole appeared on his arm, blood burst out immediately, and Yang Tian dropped the falling blood on Xiaojian.
Buzzing! The blood descended, the small sword buzzed, abruptly, the blood glow on the sword body rose, the blood glow rose like a cover, and the blood dripped by Yang Tian was crazily decreasing.
"Swallow it!" Perceiving the little sword swallowing blood and exuding bloodthirsty, Yang Tian nodded, ate a blood pill, and continuously released the blood.