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The golden Buddha bone also began to slowly melt, gradually turning into a golden liquid, and soon merged with the three-color ball. At this time, the demon spirit really had spirituality, and the ball suddenly jumped up as high as a person, suddenly It fell again. It turned out that under the dying impact of the demon spirit, the surface of the sphere sometimes bulges here and then sinks there. It is obvious that the three of them are in a stalemate with this demon spirit...

Although Zhang Tian does not know such spells, his physical strength and strength are more than a step stronger than the three of them. Zhang Tian carefully pays attention to the situation in the field...

Master Yuanfu's mana is indeed the weakest among the three due to his inheritance and other relations. Zhang Tian saw that his pale complexion was obviously in trouble, so he flew over immediately and hit his back with both palms, and a powerful spiritual power immediately spread to Yuanfu. In Master Fu's body, after another hour and three quarters, the ball floating in the air slowly began to calm down...

Through the already transparent sphere, Zhang Tian saw that the red mist inside gradually dissipated, and the demon core had become only a thin layer, with a slightly white smoke-like filament circling up and down inside it...

The old Taoist Wuchenzi said: "Wuliang Tianzun, it's done! This demon is dead!" At this time, the three of them slowly withdrew their spiritual power. It obviously took a lot of effort, and his complexion was very ugly, but Master Yuanfu was a little bit better, thanks to Zhang Tian's spiritual power injection...

What Zhang Tian is more concerned about now is how to fuse this weapon spirit with his treasured sword. The three of them, Lao Dao and others, took out a pill and threw it into their mouths. The pills I took before were much worse, and it took another stick of incense for the three of them to rest and return to normal.

"Little benefactor, it will be fused with your treasured sword next time, I hope you will resist the pain of recognizing the master of this weapon spirit!" said the old Taoist, and Zhang Tian nodded.

So Zhang Tian took out his ancient knife and gently placed it in the center of the lotus seat. Master Huike's three cultivation bases were not high, and in addition to the lack of physical strength just now, Zhang Tian asked them to rest for a while before Zhang Tianfang sat down. Around the lotus throne, ready to start refining the spirit...

Through the books on cultivating immortals in his previous life, Zhang Tian knew that those otherworldly masters refined the treasures around him. Once the treasures refined by their masters, they have souls like humans, and the process of refining is called refining tools. Spirit, according to the old saying, if you want to refine this weapon spirit, the key is to open up the communication channel with the weapon spirit. What Zhang Tian has to do now is to establish a connection between his precious sword and the weapon spirit .

At this moment, the old Taoist and the three formed the horns of each other. Zhang Tian placed his knife in the center of the rosette, and the three of them chanted. This time, the three-color ball floated up again, flickering on and off. The slender white artifact spirit was extracted and guided into the body of the precious sword...

"Benefactor Zhang, Blood Essence!" the old Taoist Wu Chenzi shouted.

There was a flash of light in Zhang Tian's eyes, and then he saw him biting the tip of his tongue suddenly, and then the blood, which was rich in true energy, shot out instantly.

"Pfft!" Zhang Tian flew out a mouthful of blood, and in an instant, the blood turned into a stream of light, which quickly penetrated into the treasured knife and the white weapon spirit, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of Zhang Tian's mouth, but he didn't He didn't bother to wipe it, because at this moment, there was a slight reaction between Qi Ling and him...

With the passage of time and the torment of anxiety, Zhang Tian's spiritual consciousness was released and began to seep into the spirit of the weapon little by little. This spiritual consciousness was like a drop of water splashed into hot oil, which had lost all spirituality. Qi Ling suddenly trembled slightly, and began to squirm strangely, and Qi Ling regained a bit of spirituality again.

Vaguely, something began to take shape quietly in the spirit of the weapon. Zhang Tian saw the spirit of the weapon in the air, and was about to rush to his face, "What's the situation?" A pot of cold water to cool it down...

It was obviously too late for Zhang Tian to regret at this time, he could only try his best to mobilize every trace of spiritual power in his body, desperately resisting Qi Ling's crazy attack.

Could it be the backlash of the weapon spirit?Zhang Tian couldn't help being surprised, this had happened in the novels of his previous life, "No, there must be a way!" At the moment of life and death, Zhang Tian struggled with the spirit of Qi, his thoughts turned faster than lightning, Hold on for a while is a while!Struggling to turn his brain.

But Qi Ling's offensive not only did not slow down at all, but became more and more intensive.The hard work paid off, and after persisting for half a stick of incense, a new situation caught Zhang Tian's attention.

At this moment, a small golden dot appeared on the white weapon spirit, and it was slowly expanding. Zhang Tian felt that his consciousness was being withdrawn at an accelerated rate, and he couldn't help being shocked. Fortunately, it stopped after only a moment. And this golden color covered the entire white Qi Ling, at this time Qi Ling no longer held a stalemate with Zhang Tian, ​​and actually wanted to fly outside...

The balance of victory is tilting towards Zhang Tian, ​​"Good thing, you know how to escape?" Seeing this scene, Zhang Tian chuckled, and then suddenly his spiritual power pervaded, almost But in an instant, the weapon spirit was wrapped up.Under the wrapping of spiritual power, Qi Ling kept jumping up and down.

However, its power did not have the slightest effect in front of Zhang Tian, ​​and the color of the weapon spirit began to turn golden...

Zhang Tian watched this scene with squinted eyes, and after a while he followed the method taught by the old Taoist Wu Chenzi from his master, Zhang Tian raised his hand and knuckles to make a tactic, and the golden light instantly sank into the ancient knife.

"Buzzing..." Along with Zhang Tian's movements, a circle of yellow light appeared on the ancient knife on the lotus seat, and as the refining progressed, after a while, the ancient knife seemed to lose all its spirituality. After a slight tremor, It just became a dead thing.

Zhang Tian's eyes shrank, and then he quickly pinched a formula with his right hand, pointing his finger at the ancient knife in front of him.Accompanied by Zhang Tian's action, the ancient knife made a soft "buzz" sound again, and a layer of golden light reappeared on the surface. At this time, the ancient knife seemed to have life and his mind established a vague connect.

At this moment, Zhang Tian's spirit suddenly lifted, and he let out a sigh of relief. Whether he can succeed or not depends on his luck in the end...

He quietly waited for the step when things would come to fruition.As long as this weapon spirit is successfully refined, so many Zhang Tians will have an additional means of saving their lives. Zhang Tian seized the opportunity and recited the spell. In that golden knife, Zhang Tian felt that the ancient knife had been completely integrated with him in an instant, and a heart bridge had been established between him and Qi Ling. He only needed one thought, and Qi Ling would execute it immediately, and everything would be done. Zhang Tian finally heaved a sigh of relief. At this moment, quietly feeling the breath and energy of the Qi Ling, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Tian's mouth...