Chapter 1175: Blood Rainbow

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Seeing Xiao Chen entered the Jianjian Pavilion and closed the door, the refiner shook his head and smiled. Several nearby refiner masters in the Jianjian Pavilion were also attracted. When he saw him standing outside, he teased: "Old Zhang Ye Alright? He wo n’t let you practice for him? "
The refining master shook his head and smiled bitterly. He hadn't encountered the insistence to practice on his own before, but in the end he often made a mess of it, and finally had to cry and let him help.
A refiner sneered: "I think the kid was born so clean, I'm afraid he hasn't even touched the sword furnace, right? Or let's make a bet, will he blow up the old Zhang here, and then one Black-faced came out and asked for help? "
"Haha ... don't say, there was a kid who was arguing with himself last time, and almost blew his arm out ..."
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Several refining masters outside talked and laughed. When Xiao Chenquan did n’t hear it, a layer of consciousness barrier was set up before the dragon pattern sword was taken out. The so-called warrior blade illusion is nothing more than two methods. One is to directly use Mana illusion, this is just a blind eye method, just like illusion, it is easy to teach people to see, and the second is the illusion of the above good refiner material. This method is equivalent to easiness, not easy to teach people to see.
"I don't know if I can succeed ..."
After a moment of meditation, Xiao Chen walked to the fiery sword-making furnace and tried hard to recall the way of refining that Ren Tianxing taught him. Ren Tianxing was known as the master of weapons. Those so-called fairy world refiners are comparable.
After a while, Xiao Chen spread out the magical refining materials such as red fire spirit, multicolored stones, glazed sand, etc., and then hung the dragon pattern sword on the sword furnace. At first, the dragon pattern sword was still a bit irritable. Shivering, but under his control, it slowly stabilized.
After about half an hour, the refining master outside gathered more and more, and the Jianjian Pavilion suddenly shivered, attracting many people to come to watch, and one person laughed and said: "Yo! What's going on? It won't explode. Is it ok? It ’s a bit dangerous, shall we go farther away? "
The refining master smiled bitterly before, and said loudly to him, "Brother, come out, I'll help you practice, it's free, and I won't charge you money."
However, there was no sound from inside, and after another half an hour, I saw a Taoist colorful mysterious light rising from the top of the Zhujian Pavilion, which attracted more refining masters to watch.
"This ... is he refining the magic soldier?"
This time, everyone's face was surprised, and there was no ridicule like that before. The colorful mysterious light soared to the sky. Such visions are very trivial. If it is an ordinary sword, even if it is powerful, it will never be able to cause such visions. , Unless it is a peerless soldier, but it is well known that the more the soldiers are, the more difficult it is to refine, let alone a person with no refining experience, even if they are experienced like them, they will never dare to touch the soldiers easily. The good thing is that a sword destroys people.
"This ... what's going on?"
Even the former refining master also changed his face, the colorful mysterious light soaring into the sky, is definitely a peerless soldier, but if he is a soldier, he would not dare to touch it, the unbelievable kid is actually replacing a peerless Bing phantom? Suddenly, he thought of something, said quickly: "Little brother! You stop! Stop!"
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the entire Casting Sword Pavilion shivered. The refining master of the surname was even more shocked and busy, said: "Little brother! Come out!"
The person next to him saw him in such a panic, and said with a smile: "Zola Lao Zhang? Could it be that you are worried that this kid will smash your signboard?"
"No! No!" The refiner was so anxiously pale, he didn't know what to say, swallowed a spit, and anxiously said: "He is illusioning for the Divine Soldier!"
"what did you say!"
This time, everyone changed color. As we all know, it is simpler to make ordinary soldiers illusion, but the magic soldiers are different. Since ancient times, there has been a saying "raising soldiers". The miraculous soldiers have extraordinary spirituality, and even possess the consciousness of autonomy. They will never allow anyone to phantom them. If they come strong, they will make the miraculous soldiers devour the master. Once the divine power erupts, it will even spread to a radius of ten miles. Waiting for the strength of the Divine Soldier, he could instantly slash the square to the ground, wipe out the dust, and leave nothing behind.
"Boom!"
The whole Jianjian Pavilion was shaking more and more fiercely, as if it would burst at any time, everyone was scared and panicked, and even their own Jiangjian Pavilion could not care anymore, and hurried to the distance. I was so scared that I was so scared that I saw Dao Dao soaring into the sky. Obviously, I couldn't stop the refiner at this moment. I quickly hurriedly said to the guards outside: "Quick! Let people seal this place!"
The guards outside were also frightened. This refinery pavilion was originally a dangerous place. There were often fryer incidents. Soon, more than twenty mana high-magnificent celestial beings came together. The sword pavilion was blocked so as not to explode and hurt countless people.
Everyone went outside, and the guards began to evacuate the people in the Refining Pavilion. Watching the Zhujian Pavilion shaking more and more, the colorful mysterious light rose into the sky, and everyone was shocked, thinking that there was a genius hundreds of years ago. The refining master tried to illusion the magical soldiers. As a result, the entire refining pavilion was blown up and the entire refining pavilion was blown up. Numerous people were killed and wounded. Even the talented refining master was also destroyed.
In this way, everyone spent the thrilling half-pillar incense hour outside, Zhujian Pavilion finally stopped shaking, and the colorful Xuanguang also slowly retracted back. Then, an extraordinary magical force enveloped the Zhujian Pavilion. Signs of the success of the refiner.
"He ... he succeeded?" Everyone showed a look of surprise. The former refining master Zhang also stared at his casting sword pavilion. Was the kid successful?
With the sound of a "squeak" opening the door, Xiao Chen came out from inside, and around him was a flying sword, everyone was stunned, and Xiao Chen was stunned, looking at the outside Twenty or so Shangxian sealed themselves inside, and all the refining masters retreated to the distance, looking at themselves like a ghost, and smiled bitterly: "You ... what are you doing?"
The twenty or so Shangxian had recovered, and quickly withdrew the enchantment. The outside refiner and some others also came up, staring at the blood-red flying sword flying around Xiao Chen. , This is the magic soldier? It's really unimaginable.
The refiner who surnamed Zhang also came up and looked at Xiao Chen staringly: "Little brother, are you okay? Your face ..."
"Oh it's all right."
Xiao Chen gently wiped the blood on his face with his finger, and saw a two inch long wound on his left face, which was also thrilling. Just inside, it had already formed a dragon pattern sword fantasy into an ordinary Silver Flying Sword, but at the last minute the Dragon Sword suddenly became manic again, and a sword slashed into his throat. Fortunately, he was keenly conscious, sent a thousand shots, and leaned back, and the sword was cut on his face, otherwise, it was a sword to seal his throat.
What he did not expect was that after the dragon pattern sword was stained with his blood, it turned from silver white to blood red, and the dragon pattern on it was gone, and became some strange blood patterns.
Of course, the shape of the dragon pattern sword has n’t changed. This is just the "transformation technique", which is equivalent to adding a "mask" on the outside of the sword body. Once it is strongly attacked, this layer of "mask" will still be broken. of.
The refining master surnamed stared at Xuehong Feijian and asked, "Little brother, what is your sword ... I don't know its name?"
Xiao Chen smiled faintly, took the sword in his hand, and said, "The name ... Blood Rainbow, do not return without drinking blood."
"Yo!" Hearing this, many refining masters backed away, Xiao Chen smiled, put the sword in Yuanding, and took out a fairy crystal to hand to that refining master: "Make your Casting Sword Pavilion a bit messy, this should be compensated."
"No, no ..." The refining master surnamed Zhang changed his previous attitude and hurriedly pushed back Xian Yuanjing, and asked again: "Could you please tell me where the younger brother is going?"
Xiao Chen smiled: "Don't you say, don't ask the way?"
"No no no ..." The refiner master surnamed shook his hand quickly: "The little brother misunderstood, I am a refiner ..."
"Okay, let's go." Xiao Chen patted his shoulder and dashed out. The refiner masters looked at his flurrying back, and never recovered.
Going to the bottom, Xiao Chen found the former waitress and asked, "Have she been with the girl with me before?"
The waiter was also stunned, and it took a while to recover: "No ... no, I will take you to the free trade zone."
A moment later, when I arrived at the Free Zone, I saw that many people were free to change things here, or bought them with things or things, or with Xianyuanjing.
After a while, Xiao Chen saw Feng Muyao among the people, and Feng Muyao saw him coming, strangely saying: "Why did you come here so long, just suddenly there was a shock at the refining pavilion, I thought you had an accident Now ... what's wrong with your face? "
"It's okay." Xiao Chen smiled softly and looked around again: "Why? Haven't you found the weapon you want?"
"Well ..." Feng Muyao grumbled: "I have searched all over, and I couldn't find the right one. It's all men's swords, knives, halberds, hate ..."
The waiter next to him smiled and asked: "I don't know what kind of weapon this girl is using?"
"It's a ring, it's a circular ring." Feng Muyao gestured.
"Ring?" The waiter thought for a while and smiled: "Girl please follow me."
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At the same time, in a loft on the upper level of Mirage, I saw a middle-aged man in a green robe sitting on a chair. The man's eyebrows were slightly locked. There was also a beautiful woman in a purple dress.
"You mean ... the vision just over Refining Pavilion was caused by a young man?"
The woman in Ziyi smiled and said, "That's it. Listening to the refining master over there, he succeeded in phantomizing a magical soldier."
"Mysterious ..." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, contemplating for a moment, and said, "Go, find him, I want to see him."
"Yes, the patriarch." The woman in purple nodded slightly and asked, "If he doesn't come ..."
The middle-aged man's eyes froze slightly: "If he doesn't come, don't you still come?"
"Yes." The woman smiled slightly, and when she was about to turn around, an old cough suddenly sounded in the room: "Cough ... This is not an offense, you, you can't force it."