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Chapter 585 Immortal Artifacts

The starry sky fire suddenly burned up and poured out from Ye Feng's body. With a wave of his hand, the refining materials suddenly fell into the Vermilion Bird Cauldron. Ye Feng poked out his palms, and the flames followed his palms and frantically headed into the Vermilion Bird Cauldron. The space gradually became hot.

Refining tools, high-quality refining furnaces, good refining materials, the strength of flames, the strength of spiritual consciousness, and the ability to control fire, as well as the refining magic skills, are indispensable. The better the refining materials, the higher the requirements for flames. It is definitely not easy to melt these refining materials.

At this time, Ye Feng closed his eyes and used the Star Sky Fire to continuously output and melt the refining materials placed in the Vermillion Bird Cauldron.

In the creation space, forty days later, Ye Feng's closed eyes suddenly opened.

"All the refining materials have finally melted!" Ye Feng whispered, and a smile flashed in his eyes. Then, powerful spiritual consciousness enveloped the world. This was his space. With his spiritual consciousness, even the extremely subtle fluctuations in the space could never escape his spiritual consciousness capture.

When my hands were condensed, I suddenly saw rays of light flashing in the air and could not be captured. In the Vermillion Bird Cauldron, the flames were restless, but they seemed to be very regular. The melted refining materials slowly merged.

After a whole few days of fusion and tempering, a long sword in the Vermillion Bird Cauldron slowly took shape and refined hundreds of top-grade spiritual swords. This time, what Ye Feng chose to refine was still a sword.

His eyes gradually showed a hint of solemnity, and Ye Feng's mind moved slightly, and his body suddenly split into two, Yan Tian separated from his body, sitting opposite Ye Feng, with a cold look.

"Do it!" Ye Feng whispered, Yan Tian nodded faintly, his mind moved slightly, and in an instant, images of the demon lord suddenly stood in the creation space. Five demon golems emerged at the same time. Above these five demon golems, there was a layer of faint magic light flashing, especially the palm of the demon golem was dragging a ray of flame, extremely small and unbright flame, but a depressed demonic energy was emitted from the tiny flame.

Yantian's mind moved slightly. The five wisps of demon flames above these five demon golems slowly escaped from the Demon Lord and headed towards the Vermillion Bird Cauldron. The demon flames became stronger and stronger, and the suppressed and solemn aura enveloped the space. There was no heat of the Star Heavenly Fire. However, in terms of destructiveness, the Demon Lord's flames would never be weaker than the Star Heavenly Fire, especially the five demon flames used at the same time.

The flame of the Demon Lord descended to the lower end of the Vermilion Bird Cauldron, and then, under the control of Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness, slowly penetrated into the Vermilion Bird Cauldron. Ye Feng pulled out his hands and quickly condensed his seals, and a series of gorgeous lights kept flashing.

The Nine-turn weapon refining technique, one, two, and three, are used continuously. As each revolution is used, the long sword with a prototype will make a trembling sound, the light becomes brighter and brighter, and the sharpness becomes stronger and stronger.

After the third turn, Ye Feng's expression became more and more serious, and sweat oozed out of his forehead.

A flash of splendor in his eyes, and Ye Feng waved his hands quickly, and the outline could not be seen clearly.

"Four turns!" He shouted softly, and Ye Feng spit out two words from his mouth. Suddenly, the Vermillion Bird Cauldron suddenly trembled, and the sound of the sword was loud, and the sharp aura of the sword filled the space, as if an extremely sharp sword was about to be unsheathed. At the same time, the sword slowly rose from the Vermillion Bird Cauldron and was out of control.

"Go down!" Ye Feng shouted again, and suddenly, the sword intent extinguished a lot in an instant. The sword paused down and sank into the Vermillion Bird Cauldron again, with constant sounds, as if he was wronged.

The manic demon flame suddenly revealed the magical aura, sweeping across the entire Vermillion Bird Cauldron, and the sword intent was suppressed more and more.

Ye Feng's movements gradually slowed down, his eyes flashed, and he inhaled heavily from his mouth.

After a moment, Ye Feng's palm moved again, gradually accelerating from slow to low. At an extremely short period of time, the trajectory of his palm print was unpredictable and could not be seen through. A series of gentle chanting sounds sounded, and the gentle chanting sounds seemed to have continued all over, as if the palm prints also had the rhythm of life.

The fifth sound rang out. At this moment, a golden glow was swung out from Ye Feng's palm and directly printed on the Vermillion Bird Cauldron. The seal fell on the sword that seemed to be unsheathed through the Vermillion Bird Cauldron. Suddenly, a powerful sword intent of Xiaosha filled the world, as if it was about to break everything.

"Crack!" A sound of shattering sounded, and the extremely high-quality refining furnace, the Vermillion Bird Cauldron, actually cracked directly. A sharp sword flashing with the light slowly rose into the air, with sword energy scattered everywhere. Ye Feng felt that countless sword energy was constantly scraping through his body.

At this moment, a figure flashed and landed not far from Ye Feng. Looking at the sharp sword slowly rising and making a trembling sound, the eyes were filled with shock.

"Immortal weapon!" Zhan Tian murmured. He felt the sharpness of the fairy sword from this sharp sword, but this sharp sword seemed to be missing something.

Ye Feng and Zhan Tian looked at each other and smiled. What was missing from this sharp sword was the fairy spirit, because they had not experienced the tempering of immortals.

With his body flashing, Ye Feng rushed out directly towards the sharp sword rising in the air. With a wave of his hand, he held the sword in his hand. The sound of the sword sounded louder and the sword energy roared. The refined fairy sword seemed to want to break free from Ye Feng's constraints.

Ye Feng snorted coldly. Although this sword was an immortal sword, it was refined by him. How could it make a big wave? Not long after, the howling sword energy gradually became weak, and the struggle of the immortal sword slowly disappeared.

The mind moved slightly, Yantian merged into the deity, and then Ye Feng's body and news appeared outside in the place of creation space.

In the weapon refining room, Ye Feng's body moved, and then, a rumbling sound came from the sky and trembling sounds in the sky.

With a slight smile, Ye Feng held the fairy sword in his hand, flashed, and appeared outside the alchemy room. He let go of his palm. Suddenly, the sword in his hand flew up and headed towards the air.

In the sky, the God of Thunder rolled, the world was tumbling, and the momentum was getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, the Chen family members all trembled slightly and their bodies flashed, coming outside. Looking at the thunder clouds rolling in the air and the long sword standing in the sky with a flash of rays of light, their eyes became dull.

"Immortal weapon!" A voice appeared in the heart of the Chen family, shocked. This immortal weapon appeared above their Chen family, which was refined by Ye Feng. After the shock, the Chen family members were ecstasy. They actually invited a strong man who could refine immortal weapons as the family's guest ministers. What a glorious thing!
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