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Chapter 1186

Words:3360Update:22/06/22 12:05:13

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Li Mu practiced broadswordsmanship.

He especially hoped that the reward of the fairy weapon this time could be an immortal broadsword.

Only in this way could he exert his strength to the fullest extent.

If it were other strange things, such as bells, armor, flying hammers, etc., as long as it was powerful enough, it was not impossible. But after all, it was not as good as an immortal broadsword.

He didn't expect that this time, he really got what he wanted.

It was really a saber-shaped fairy weapon.

It seemed that because the Fake Immortal Elixir was stolen by the stupid dog, it had inadvertently accumulated some good luck.

Li Mu was very excited.

The ball of silver light separated from the raging silver fire and floated towards Li Mu.

At this time, he saw it more carefully and clearly.

That was right.

It was indeed a simple and unadorned broadsword.

The blade was long and slender, the narrowest part was as wide as a palm, and the widest part was as wide as two palms, like the extended wings of a phoenix. The extremely beautiful arc of the blade was like a Taotie, and the handle was like a dragon's tail. It was simple and heavy, full of murderous aura.

"Good broadsword!"

Li Mu was overjoyed.

A wisp of extremely pure immortal power emanated from the blade.

Even Fang Huamei's eyes were a little dazed.

"This broadsword … F * ck, this is a top-grade fairy weapon. Did I see it wrong? This broken Reincarnation Celestial Ball can actually take out such a high-grade fairy weapon …"

Old Fang's eyes began to shine.

He was a little tempted.

When he won the glory of being the First Immortal among 100,000 people, what he got was just a broken immortal sword. It was not even complete, let alone a graded one.

This was really a case of comparing oneself to others, and comparing goods to goods, one had to throw them away.

"Li Mu, this little bastard, is so lucky?"

At this time, Li Mu reached out and grabbed the immortal broadsword.

Suddenly —

"Woof!"

A familiar voice rang out.

The stupid dog Little Nine had returned.

"Woof, hahaha, the fairy weapon is also mine."

He laughed wildly.

But —

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out.

The stream of light that the stupid dog had turned into was reflected in the opposite direction at a faster speed than when it came.

Fang Huamei didn't know when, but she was holding a broken long sword in her hand, like a door plank, and made a golf gesture.

The broken sword buzzed and vibrated.

"I've been guarding against this despicable dog for a long time."

He said proudly.

Just now, the stupid dog Little Nine was struck back by this sword board.

Li Mu seized the opportunity to hold the immortal broadsword in his hand.

His forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Motherf * cker.

Almost.

Just a little bit more and the immortal artifact would have been snatched away by the stupid dog.

This damned dog had no integrity at all.

After snatching the immortal pill, he still wanted to snatch the saber.

In the future, she would have to be properly educated.

The immortal saber in his hand felt as light as a feather.

But when he casually slashed, it was as heavy as a star.

Wonderful.

Li Mu felt that this broadsword was extremely handy.

"You need to refine it in order to unleash its true power," Fang Huamei said.

After all, he had the experience of refining the immortal sword, so he gave Li Mu some advice.

"How do I refine it?" Li Mu asked.

Fang Huamei pointed at the blazing silver flames in the hall and explained some key points. She then said, "This is the fire of the Celestial World. It can refine celestial weapons. Generally speaking, celestial weapons need to devour things from the lower realms before they can be used by False Immortals like weapons from the lower realms."

"Fake Immortal?"

"That's you. Martial Emperors and Quasi-emperors all have tyrannical combat strength. If they really go to the Celestial World, they might not be weaker than those ordinary real Immortals. It's just that they can't live forever. Therefore, those who reach the Quasi-emperor level and above can be called False Immortals. "

Fang Huamei said.

This was the first time Li Mu had heard such a saying.

"In that case, the Immortals of the Celestial World aren't that terrifying?" he asked.

Fang Huamei shook his head and said, "You're wrong. Just like the cultivators of the Chaotic World, there are strong and weak ones. The weak ones among them are not as strong as the top powerhouses in the Star Domain. But on average, the martial arts civilization of the Chaotic World far exceeds that of the Star Domain. It's the same in the Celestial World. The weak ones in the Celestial World aren't as strong as the Quasi-emperors and Great Emperors of the Chaotic World, but the average combat strength of the Immortals in the Celestial World is many times stronger than that of the Chaotic World. You only need to imagine in your mind what would happen if the Chaotic World entered the Star Domain, and you can roughly know what would happen if the Celestial World invaded the Chaotic World."

After hearing this, Li Mu subconsciously imagined what would happen if the experts of the holy lands, races, and sects of the Chaotic World invaded the Ziwei Star Zone …

It would be a disaster.

The Ziwei Star Zone would definitely not be able to resist for long before it turned into ruins.

The stars would be blown up one by one.

Even the top cultivators of the Ziwei Star Zone could only face the fate of being slaughtered in the face of the middle-level cultivators of the Chaotic World.

It was terrifying to think about it.

He shuddered.

"Hurry up. When you refine this fairy weapon, you should be able to cut open the power shield of the Fallen Immortals in the Land of Immortal Ascension."

Fang Huamei said seriously, which was rare.

Li Mu nodded.

He held the fairy broadsword and walked to the raging silver fire in the depths of the hall.

At this moment, an aggressive streak of light was charging towards them in a frenzy.

"Woof, how dare you slap me in the face with a broken sword? Beggar Fang, I'm going to kill you. "

It was Little Nine who had left and returned.

With a face full of anger, it bared its teeth, brandished its claws, and pounced on Fang Huamei like crazy.

Fang Huamei turned around and fled when she saw that the situation was not right.

"Remember, hurry up."

He reminded Li Mu loudly without looking back.

"Swoosh!

Swoosh! "The two rapid streamers flew away.

A man and a dog, one running and the other chasing, soon disappeared into the distance.

Li Mu was speechless.

"These two clowns are quite a good match."

He put aside other things and began to refine the fairy broadsword.

The silver flame was burning.

When he got close, he did not feel the temperature of this fairy fire.

But Li Mu had no doubt that if he was touched by this flame, even an immortal would be burned alive.

"Is the fairy fire powerful?

Or is the Emperors fire powerful? "

A bright red Emperors fire appeared in Li Mu's palm.

After a brief observation, he injected the Emperors fire into the silver fairy fire.

"Boom!"

The flame soared.

The silver fairy fire, like a bonfire that had been poured with gasoline, suddenly expanded twice. The flame suddenly became larger and rushed hundreds of meters.

Li Mu was startled.

Then, his face lit up with joy.

"The Emperors fire and the fairy fire can merge as if they are catalysts for each other. This is really amazing."

Li Mu wondered if the Deathless Celestial Emperor had obtained a kind of flame from the immortal world, refined it, called it the Emperors fire, and used it to refine all kinds of Emperor weapons.

With this discovery, the following matters would be much easier to handle.

Li Mu tried to activate the fairy fire with the fire-control ability of the Xiantian Skill and soon succeeded.

However, he did not try to refine the fairy fire into his body.

There was no need to take the risk.

He slowly controlled the fairy fire to wrap the fairy broadsword.

Then, according to the method taught by Fang Huamei, Li Mu dripped a drop of his blood on the blade.

The blood contained Li Mu's spirit and martial arts law.

It was Li Mu's mark.

He used the fairy fire to inject Li Mu's mark into the fairy broadsword.

Sure enough, strands of incomparably strange patterns appeared on the originally dark blade of the Immortal Saber. The dark red splendor was faintly discernible like a stream of water, as if there was a mysterious energy flowing along these patterns.

Little by little, Li Mu's drop of blood was integrated into the blade.

The blood red color, like a small snake, flowed along the patterns and all over the fairy broadsword.

This process lasted for about the time it took for an incense stick to burn.

Gradually, Li Mu sensed a wisp of intimate aura coming from the broadsword.

A look of joy appeared on his face.

This was a sign of success in refining the fairy broadsword.

Next, it was time to sacrifice the fairy broadsword with weapons from the mortal world.

Li Mu had many exquisite weapons in his hands, which were the treasures he had obtained when exploring the Tomb of the God of Sin, the Immortal Palace, and the Heavenly Court. They were all extraordinary and could be used to sacrifice the fairy broadsword.

With a stir of his mind, he was choosing a suitable weapon to sacrifice.

At this time —

Swoosh!

There was a flash of golden light.

The God-beating Whip!

For the first time, without Li Mu's summon, it directly flew out of his body and floated in the void, bursting with dazzling golden light, like a small golden sun.

"What's going on?"

Li Mu's face changed slightly.

"The God-beating Whip is out of control?"

"No, it's not out of control."

Instead … it seemed to be summoned from his body by some mysterious power.

"It's the fairy broadsword."

Li Mu sensed it carefully and immediately understood.

The moment the God-beating Whip appeared, the fairy broadsword immediately sent out a breath of joy.

Then, a scene that made Li Mu dumbfounded appeared. "Swoosh!

Swoosh! Swoosh! "

The God-beating Whip automatically turned into four forms.

120 flying broadswords appeared and turned into 120 beams of golden light. Like spiritual butterflies, they flew around the fairy broadsword.

"Clang!"

A beam of golden light hit hard on the fairy broadsword.

As if iron was being forged, the sound of metal colliding rang out.

The body of the fairy broadsword splashed with a cluster of dazzling golden light, dazzling people's eyes and ears. The brilliance was dazzling and magnificent. There was a kind of indescribable beauty that was breathtaking.

"Clang! Clang!

Clang! "Clusters of sparks sputtered.

Rays of golden light collided with the Immortal Saber one after another.

Li Mu was deep in thought.

This process looked like smithing.

The God-beating Whip took the initiative to sacrifice.

It was actively merging into the fairy broadsword.

The Immortal Saber continued to tremble slightly, and its appearance slowly changed. The originally dark blade gradually became gilded and overflowing with color, as if it was plated with a layer of gold film. Its color was restrained and awe-inspiring.

Although he didn't know why such a strange phenomenon happened …

But Li Mu vaguely felt that the process of refining the fairy broadsword was beyond his expectation. Things were developing in an unexpected direction.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang! The long and heavy sound of metal colliding was like a storm, full of strange rhythm, as if it was in line with some kind of immortal Way.

The silver immortal fire in the hall also swayed wildly.

In the blink of an eye, all 120 flying knives from the God Beating Whip collided with the Immortal Saber, causing clusters of golden light that did not dissipate for a long time. At this moment, the trembling of the Immortal Saber also reached its peak.

"Buzz!"

The fairy broadsword shook and broke free from the flame.

Li Mu raised his hand.

The fairy broadsword automatically fell into his palm.

A faint coolness came from the hilt.

A piece of information.

In an instant, it flashed in Li Mu's mind.

"This broadsword is called … Dark Broadsword."

Such a name suddenly appeared in Li Mu's mind.

At the same time, on both sides of the body of the fairy broadsword, a simple and immortal character emerged —

"Dark."

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