Chapter 4037
Qin Shuang threw the Linglong sword, and the Linglong sword was inserted in front of Hongluan. Qin Shuang said calmly:
" The senior said that this is your Monster Race Supreme Treasure, and it must be suitable for Monster Race refining. At the beginning, it took three days for Junior to refining this sword. The senior is the Immortal Venerable. It doesn’t take so long. Is it good for Junior to give the senior two quarters of an hour? As long as the senior is refining the sword within two quarters of an hour, it proves that the sword is Monster Race Supreme Treasure, which is naturally yours. If you can’t refining, you want senior in public. I declare that this sword belongs to Junior."
"Two quarters of an hour?" Hong Luan looked disdainful.
"Why? Two quarters are not enough? Then three quarters?" Qin Shuang lightly saying.
The faces of the other Xianzun all showed a playful look. This is a junior who wants to bet against the Xianzun. And there was a little disdain in that look.
A Monster Race Immortal Venerable could not help laughing heartily: "Human Race, you are so brave. You dare to bet against the Immortal Venerable. Don’t say two quarters of an hour, it’s half an hour, Immortal Venerable can also refine "
Chuan Jue sighed: "Girl, you think of Immortal Emperor simply. Also, you are just an Immortal Emperor and don't know the power of Immortal Emperor. Refining Immortal Treasure is very good for you. It's difficult, but for Xianzun, it's just a few breaths, you...oh..."
There was a trace of disappointment in the eyes of Demon Race Xianzun: "Human Races are so stupid!" "
Hong Luan poured out profound knowledge, enveloped the Linglong sword, and penetrated into the Linglong sword. He wanted to find the Sword Spirit of the Linglong sword and then refining it.
Now Yang Linglong has completely recovered. She used to be Heavenly Venerable, and now the Primordial Spirit in Linglong Sword is Heaven Venerable Realm. Yang Linglong looks cold, pinches his finger.
There is a change in the Linglong sword, and there are layers of restraints, and the layers of restraints are tiny vortexes. As soon as Hongluan’s profound knowledge penetrated, he felt the strong suction appearing from the countless tiny vortex, sucking his profound knowledge into the vortex.
The dignified earth-zun, in the entire Immortal World, is also standing on the first floor of Peak. even more how he is the ninth layer of the earth, in his opinion, an Immortal Treasure, he can refining instantly.
even more how ……
Qin Shuang can refining, and Qin Shuang is just an Immortal Emperor.
"Suck me?" Hong Luan felt the suction, and sneered in his heart. A small Artifact Spirit dared to absorb his own profound knowledge. I took this opportunity to find the Artifact Spirit.
"Since I want to suck, then the deity will give you enough."
"Om..."
Hongluan's profound knowledge is like the Yangtze River. The first is poured into the depths of the Linglong sword. In his opinion, those banned vortex will be broken by himself, and he will drive straight in and find the Artifact Spirit directly.
However, he found that the tiny vortex had not been broken by him, as if simply had not received the impact of his profound knowledge. Instead, his profound knowledge was absorbed madly.
"So violently absorbed, what did that Human Race girl find Artifact Spirit and refining Artifact Spirit?"
Red Luan's scalp is numb at this time, and he is in the Sea of Consciousness His Profound Sense was drawn in madness, it was not he actively infused it, but was drawn passively by Linglong Sword.
But he is not reconciled. Human Race, a fairy Imperial Capital, can refining Linglong swords. Why can't he?
As long as he finds Artifact Spirit, he can easily erase the brand of Qin Shuang and refining the Linglong sword.
"Whether you are strong, or me?"
He was even crazier and charged the profound knowledge into the Linglong sword. He didn't believe that Artifact Spirit could be stronger than himself. Artifact Spirit is bluffing and frightening oneself.
As time passed, Hong Luan's forehead began to seep cold sweat. His profound knowledge decreases continuously, like Wanliu returning to the sect, flooding into the Linglong sword.
He knew that he could steal the Linglong sword with his strength, and even slap Qin Shuang to death. However, if this sword cannot be refining, what use is it to snatch it away?
And...
The most important thing is that this Linglong sword not only cannot refining, but also absorbs profound knowledge...
"Senior, it's a quarter of an hour! "Qin Shuang on the other side suddenly opened the mouth and said.
Hong Luan's forehead was cold and sweaty. On the one hand, he was urged by Qin Shuang, on the other hand, he had not found Artifact Spirit until now, instead he was absorbed a lot of profound knowledge.
"weng weng weng ……"
The Linglong sword was still absorbing his profound knowledge in a frenzy. After nearly two quarters of an hour, his profound knowledge was sucked away by the Linglong sword. That's 40%.
"Senior, and ten breaths are only two quarters of an hour."
Hong Luan's face is as gray as death, so he wants to take back his profound knowledge. Then his complexion changed, he unexpectedly found that he could not take back his profound knowledge, and the profound knowledge in the Sea of Consciousness was continuously absorbed by the Linglong sword.
Where is this fairy sword, it is clearly an evil sword.
"peng!"
He decisively cut off his profound knowledge, his face could not help showing a trace of paleness. His 40% profound knowledge was swallowed by Linglong sword. He looked at Linglong Sword with a trace of dread.
took a deep breath and looked at Qin Shuang coldly and said: "You have won! This sword is yours."
all around a shock, dozens of immortals looked at each other in blank dismay.
Dignified Immortal Venerable, surrendered to a little Immortal Emperor?
Even if you can't refining temporarily, you can grab it!
So you will admit defeat?
Who would believe this if you want to say it?
The faces of each fairy statue are full of questions and incomprehension. The Demon Race Immortal Venerable who spoke before strode forward and said:
"The deity is refining and see!"
Qin Shuang thoughts move, then the Linglong sword becomes a stream of light, He shot towards Qin Shuang and was caught by Qin Shuang. Looking at Hongluan:
"Senior, just what you said, this sword belongs to Junior."
Hongluan's face was flushed, and he also reacted at this time. At first, I didn't care about Linglong sword, so I agreed to Qin Shuang. But he lost, and said in public that this sword belongs to Qin Shuang. At this time there is still a fairy to grab the sword...
He really doesn't want to care, even thinking that Qin Shuang was killed.
However, the Demon Race Immortal Venerable came out at this time, just hitting him in the face.
Mortals have faces, even more how Xianzun?
Hong Luan face turned cold, looking straight at the Demon Race Immortal: "I said that this sword belongs to the Human Race."
"You said that it is Human Race, which means Human Race?" The Demon Race fairy did not care: "You just said that the sword belongs to your Monster Race. What happened in the end?"
"Qin Shuang!" Yang Linglong's voice was suddenly in Qin Shuang's The Sea of Consciousness sounded: "Think of a way to get them all to refining."
"Why?" Qin Shuang was surprised.
"I need the power of the profound."
"Didn't Senior Xu help you recover all of it?"
"It just restored the realm, but the mysterious The strength has not been fully recovered."
Qin Shuang thought of bloodfiend: "What should I do if it is contaminated?"
"As long as it is not bloodfiend, these Monster Race and Demon Race are fine."
At this time, Hongluan and the Demon Race Immortal Venerable are facing each other. Qin Shuang suddenly opened the mouth and said:
"Senior! Everyone can come to refining this sword. For fairness, time is also two quarters of an hour. Whoever can refining, this sword belongs to. But if If you can’t refining, you need to say it publicly, this sword is Junior’s."
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Thanks a gust of wind james (200) and seaphay (100) for their rewards!
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