Chapter 438: Refining the Bone Sword

The Bone Sword cried out for mercy, and spit out the broken prismatic crystal of God's rank from the guard of his sword hilt. It fell on the ground and made a clanging sound.
Zhao Shi thoughtfully: "Have a basic instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages?"
The earth roared under Zhao Shi's thoughts, like a crack in the holy flame palace where the giant lived, slowly splitting the ground, and the air became distorted and blurred.
The flames billowed, the temperature suddenly rose by thousands of degrees, and the air turned red. If a Qi Refining Realm monk stayed here for more than half a minute, he would definitely be burnt to ashes.
Zhao Shi sitting on the Iron Flame Throne looked down, and the ground had disappeared.
What you see is the violently rolling golden-red magma lake, with poisonous gas and a puff of golden sparks that explode from time to time, splashing hot magma waves dozens of meters high.
Twelve adult humans have thick wrists, and the iron chains covered with red twisted runes extend indefinitely, inserting them into the deepest part of the magma lake, like a rope hanging down in nine days.
The gods are intertwined in the sky, weaving together into a garland of iron rings, and Zhao Shi sitting on the steel flame throne has the same eyes.
The extremely strong fire element aura rose again under the action of the holy flame capital's large array, frantically rushing towards the twelve gods that shield the sky in the center, endlessly, turning them into crimson.
Peng!
When the concentration of the surrounding fire system aura reached a limit, a blaze of light ignited from the surface of the godsuo and the magma lake, and golden red flames entangled.
All the aura of heaven and earth converged towards the center, and the golden-red flames condensed to the extreme climbed up from the twelve gods' ropes and rushed to the sky quickly.
From a distance, it looks like twelve snaking and twisting fire dragons swaying up and rising into the air.
The surrounding heaven and earth aura, the violent magma lake below them strongly extracted the red light and dim, and the magma lake became calm.
Twelve fierce roaring fire dragons gathered on the flower-shaped iron ring, and the sound of explosions was endless. The twelve fire dragons roared and killed, shaking the large rune chain below.
After a long time, the roar and explosion stopped and calmed down, and a slowly burning golden-red flame appeared in the center of the rune iron circle.
It is motionless as if it is frozen in the space, and it exudes a terrifying aura. The space near the flame is undulated by it, like ripples on the lake surface.
This is the real, the flame that can burn the space, is the power that the monks of the Nascent Soul Stage can have.
Zhao Shi on the Iron Flame Throne nodded slightly, fairly satisfied.
The holy flame is the core area of ​​the flame holy lion royal family, and it is also the most abundant area of ​​the fire system in the world, and there is no one.
After occupying here, the Blood Sea Guild carried out transformation work to cultivate the large-scale alchemy hall, refining hall, etc., in order to utilize the rich earth fire resources here.
Among them, the highest level is this core formation in the Holy Flame Palace, which has barely reached the requirements for refining the Nascent Soul level magic weapon, and Zhao Shi also deliberately chose the place to refine the magic weapon here.
The storage ring moved slightly, and densely packed refining materials appeared on the steel flame throne. There were plants, ore, blue water droplets with icy colors, etc., all exuding rich aura.
These are exactly the materials that Zhao Shi has prepared for many years to re-refine the Bone Sword, so that it can become the core belief artifact of the Church of the Blood God, which can accommodate the power of combing beliefs and bring him important combat power blessings.
"go with!"
Zhao Shi lightly tapped his finger, and a piece of silver-white ore the size of a human head automatically flew towards the golden-red flame above the iron ring.
The sizzling sound and the blue smoke appeared almost at the same time. Under the control of Zhao Shi's divine consciousness, the silver ore instantly dissolved into shiny white silver and off-white magma flowing down, intertwined and entangled in one.
Then, the melted ore swirled, the white and silver liquid was restrained, and the gray-white lava swirled out, and was easily burned into blue smoke by the flames below.
Yuan Ying-class flame efficiency is so fast, and in a short while, only a fist-sized sterling silver white metal ball, about 20 kilograms, remains on the spot.
This object is one of the spoils captured by defeating the empire, Mithril, which was extracted by Zhao Shi to refine the bone sword.
A fist-sized Mithril was received by Zhao Shi inside a white jade bottle.
An arm bone exuding heavy coercion flew out close to it, and a little essence the size of a fingernail was extracted by the Yuan Ying-class flame.
Then there was a dark blue water ball the size of a water tank, braving all over the body, tightly wrapped by red mana, and placed on the flames.
...
The sky of the Holy Flame Palace turned red, and the surrounding temperature was rising steadily. It lasted for seven days and seven nights before stopping.
Zhao Shi, whose mana was exhausted, closed his eyes slightly and went into deep meditation.
Three days later, his eyes opened, shining brightly, and the mana and spiritual consciousness in his body had returned to its peak state.
The broken prismatic crystal slowly flew towards the terrifying flame in the center in his thoughts, there was nothing unusual at first, and it was at the mercy of Zhao Shi like a stone.
But when he approached the flame, he suddenly struggled and screamed, and a little evening light burst out, trying to escape from here.
Zhao Shi's huge magical power under the blessing of plane consciousness suppressed it in place, unable to move.
"How did you find out?"
Among the extremely unwilling voices, a coquettish figure familiar to Zhao Shi appeared from the broken prismatic crystal. It was the daughter of the dusk.
"I don't know, but things from the gods of faith have not been strictly inactivated. I don't think anyone dares to use them."
Zhao Shi said lightly, but he didn't have the thought of chatting with his subordinates, his huge spiritual sense pressed the broken prismatic crystal on the golden-red flame fiercely.
what!
The faith clone of the Lady of Twilight screamed, and disappeared into wisps of smoke.
Zhao Shi didn't care, and controlled the flame to entangle the incomplete crystal of Godhead, and penetrated into its labyrinth-like interior little by little, occupying every space.
The horrible flames that were enough to burn the space were burned for 21 days under Zhao Shi's control. Zhao Shi's fingers were like phantoms, laying specific runes on the bright red prismatic crystals.
Bang~
With a very slight sound, the solid crystal suddenly collapsed, turning into a white crystal-colored drop, and the body shrank by a large circle, but it exuded a sense of completeness that has never been seen before, like a never before. Bad sacred crystal.
The moment the prismatic crystal appeared, hundreds of materials were already ready to fly out, wrapped in it, crimson rays crossed out like lasers, and Senhan's sharp sword intent radiated.
Around the prismatic crystal, a crimson sword array slowly appeared with sword aura flying horizontally and horizontally. The terrifying sea of ​​blood and sword intent filled all directions, and under the blessing of plane consciousness, it completely covered the breath of the Yuan Ying-level flame.
The red light shrank a little, leaving only a narrowed diamond-shaped crystal in place.
On the top, we can see the red sword air filaments winding and flowing, densely packed and connected to each other, covering the surface of the diamond crystal without affecting its energy flow.