Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

The night was only half past.

Inside the inn, Ye Lingyue is taking the final step of Jiulong Yin.

Rongling is strange to most Alchemists on the mainland of Qingzhou.

Only a few families and sects with a long history will melt the spirit.

This is the first time Ye Lingyue has melted spirits on spiritual weapons.

Jiulong Yin floated in mid-air, after a second forged sword body, exuding an unstoppable cold awn.

The gray flame was beating on Ye Lingyue's palm.

The first time melting spirit, Ye Lingyue could not help but feel a little nervous.

She now has four spirits: water, wood, earth, and fire. Since it is the first time to melt spirits, she does not know which spirit should be melted.

After thinking about it, she decided to make a bold decision, that is, to melt the four spirits one by one.

If Ye Lingyue's move is seen by an old refining master such as Longhuai's homeowner or Sifangchenglord for many years, she will certainly reprimand her for mischief.

Not to mention, the five elements spirits that exist between heaven and earth are all rare things, and most of them are mutually related things. They are forcibly added to a spiritual weapon, and the effect can be imagined.

But Ye Lingyue is a novice, so she can care so much.

Her heart moved freely, and she wanted to integrate into the Four Spirits, and she did just that.

Greyfire swallowed its tongue and burned four ditches like knots on the sword.

After the gully became ready, Ye Lingyue didn't hesitate at all, and his fingertips instantly shot out the four spiritual forces of blue, green, yellow and red.

The four Gu Lingli poured into the sword body and quickly filled the gully above.

Spiritual power is intertwined, Jiulong Yin's sword body trembles slightly.

Four colors of spiritual power converged into four small streams, and the gurgling flowed.

The earth spirit is extremely thick, the water spirit is full of tenacity, the fire spirit is overbearing and the wood spirit is full of vitality.

As the ash fire became more and more prosperous, Ye Lingyue's forehead was already covered with sweat.

However, it is a melting spirit that can not be reached within a quarter of an hour. She has broken through the spirit power of Fangzun level and is rapidly consuming, but what is worse, she can feel that because of the conflict between the four spirits, Jiulong Yin starts to lose control.

It is like a restless wild horse, trying to get rid of Ye Lingyue's shackles.

Ye Lingyue had to carry up her mental strength while consuming a lot of Yuanli force, controlling Jiulong Yin, preventing it from getting out of control, chasing around the house and injuring her and Feng Xin by mistake.

Such a huge loss quickly exhausted Ye Lingyue's physical strength.

It seemed to feel that Ye Lingyue's physical and mental strength were both exhausted, and the gray fire in Ye Lingyue's hands became unstable, and the flame became darker and darker.

Ye Lingyue was bitter.

Knowing that Rongling is so difficult, she would never be so reckless.

"Lingyue?"

Feng Xin saw that Ye Lingyue was in a bad situation and couldn't help but take a step forward.

His palms touched Ye Lingyue, and Ye Lingyue only felt that behind him, a powerful force came.

Her exhausted body, when she felt that elemental force, was like a long drought, and absorbed the elemental force behind her.

With constant force, Ye Lingyue's physical strength gradually recovered, and the gray fire in his hand became bright again.

Keng-trembling.

The Jiulong Yin in the ashes made a buzzing sound.

The sword body shone brightly and darkly.

"this is?"

A thought flashed through my mind.

Ye Lingyue no longer hesitated. Out of instinct, he quickly took out the materials he had prepared earlier for refining Jiulong Yin in his purple and purple bag of Qiankun and rubbed them into the ashes one by one.

These materials quickly melted into Jiulong Yin.

The Jiulong Yin, which originally had only two fingers to widen, quickly became longer and wider. Both its length and width were doubled than before.

Such a change made Ye Lingyue stunned.

But she was surprised how long it lasted.

"No, Taikoo Dragon's Blood is not enough." Ye Lingyue discovered that she prepared too little Dragon Blood.

"I'm coming." Feng Xin flicked his fingers, and a few drops of red blood fused into Jiulong Yin.

When Feng Xin's blood touched Jiulong Yin, the sword body suddenly made a terrible noise.

The sword body of Jiulong Yin with four fingers wide, after being stained with Fengxin's blood, there was a blood mark in the middle of the sword. The body spread.

With the growth of blood marks, cracks appeared on the smooth sword, just like the scales of the dragon.

In the end, the whole sword was split in half.

When the sword was divided into two, two Jiulong Yins rose into the air.

Only a terrible dragon chant sounded, and the two swords turned into two dragons, one male and one female.

You chased me with two dragons, chased in mid-air, and Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin were both stunned.

Knowing that the two swords groaned and snorted twice, they pierced the ground, and the two men recovered.

I saw a pair of male and female swords in the room, but the hilt of the sword is a nine-clawed dragon with two ends circling around the neck. Out like a match.

Can a sword turn into a dragon?

This is the first time Lian Fengxin has seen it.

Ye Lingyue didn't understand. Every step of her practice was strictly in accordance with Ye Wuming's instructions.

At that time, Taizu's refining failed, why she would succeed in refining, and also made such a special male and female Jiulong Yin.

"Can it be because of your blood?"

Ye Lingyue was suspicious and looked at Feng Xin.

The latter is innocent, with a look of "you ask me who I am going".

Ye Lingyue could only go forward and wanted to pull up the two swords.

But when her hand just touched the black male sword, she shrank back suddenly.

The male sword as dark as night, with an ice-cold sense of cone bone, Ye Lingyue touched the skin quickly covered with a layer of black ice.

"Slow down, you can't touch that sword." Feng Xin quickly took Ye Lingyue's hand and looked carefully.

"It doesn't matter." Ye Lingyue quickly transported the breath of the body, and the layer of black ice on the skin melted away.

Ye Lingyue did not believe in evil, and wanted to try again, but was stopped by Feng Xin.

"You can't use this sword. It ... I'm afraid it's not a weapon, but a soldier, I'll try it."

Shabing, born with sha, is difficult for mortals to get close to, and only demon, cultivated as advanced, can be used by demon who can be recognized by Shabing.

Feng Xin said, walked forward, held the sword, and only heard a sneering sound. Earlier, he resisted Ye Lingyue's male sword. It was easily lifted by Feng Xin and Feng Xin There was no trace of cold erosion on his hands.

This black sword is really a soldier.

Feng Xinong's eyebrows tightened, and he already understood that the reason why Jiulong Yin changed was indeed because of his blood.