The difference between the magic weapons is thousands of miles long, and it is all-encompassing. Liu Qiao simply did not think about it. He used the three flavors of true fire to refine Chi You's hand bones inch by inch.
After the four fingers were refined in sequence, they turned into a spear as black as ink. The whole spear was made of jade, and the tip of the spear faintly carried the howling of ghosts and wolves.
The dragon's whiskers are braided into one strand, thirty-six strands in total. From a distance, it looks like cloth woven from gold.
As for the metal used to combine the attributes of the two, he replaced it with three coins and six taels of White Tiger Geng Gold. This metal is unique to the place where the White Tiger Holy Beast lives between heaven and earth.
The ghost white bone flag was thrown into the Bagua furnace, and the wisps of evil spirit made people's hair stand on end. After a while, it was refined by the three flavors of real fire into three spheres with different textures.
Seeing that the time has come, he threw the finger bone spear into it. The three flavors of real fire crackled, and the Bagua furnace was heated to a vacuum state.
The ghosts who were originally as dark as ink rushed into the black gun. After a while, the evil spirit of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood was consumed.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, the universe borrows the law, pardon!" Liu Qiao carefully controlled the temperature of the three flavors of true fire, and newly quenched the impurities in it.
The jade silk made of dragon whiskers and a large piece of white tiger Geng gold were also thrown into the Bagua furnace, and the large impurities were burned into ashes and disappeared in the furnace.
A brand new dragon flag is being formed. After it is completed, the sharp edge of the tip is unstoppable, and more than twenty exquisite Bagua furnaces are directly broken open.
"Buzz!" The eight-foot-high Bagua furnace exploded, and the three flavors of true fire flowed all over the ground. The sound of the explosion resounded throughout the world.
The entire heaven heard the deafening sound and the waves of sound coming from the Prime Minister's Mansion. The sound contained inexplicable killing and resentment, making people with shallow spiritual practice indulge in it and their eyes turned red.
Marshal Tianpeng, who was so proud of the spring breeze, naturally heard the explosion, and felt in his heart that Prime Minister Liu really knew how to play, and no one in heaven dared to play such a big game.
Liu Qiao, who was at the center of the explosion, his face turned black, and he held the flag in his hand with more resentment than the Ghost Bone Flag.
After the ghost bone flag was re-refined, it almost reached the same height as Liu Qiao. The texture of the magic weapon was even, and the dark black five-clawed golden dragon looked more like it crawled out of hell.
The evil magic weapon combined with Liu Qiao, who was full of resentment, made even the demonic monks see it and couldn't help but admire: "This person is more demonic than me, and I am not as good as him!"
Liu Qiao sensed that this unrecognizable Ghost White Bone Banner was indeed the best among the best. The Black Evil Silk was preserved and practiced into seventy-two ways, and the Ghost God Skeleton was used to create a white bone god and demon that jumped out, overwhelming mountains and rivers, with endless magical effects.
They are all made with evil spirits, gathering and dispersing invisible.
Liu Qiao's most cherished Seven Saints of Mysterious Heaven have yet to find a way to imprison the invisible demons in the lower realm. This ghost white bone flag even has a special texture, and it can be used as a magical weapon to fight with others.
"Go down to earth and have a look!" Liu Qiao followed his heart, and in the blink of an eye he came to earth.
When I came to a small city, there was a big demon causing trouble. The black demonic energy in the sky swept across the whole city. Far away in the horizon, the big demon opened its mouth like a city gate to swallow up the people and animals in the city.
At dawn in the city, the people hugged each other helplessly and cried all over the place.
Amidst the flying sand and dust, a sword light split open.
"Evil beast, it can hurt people!" Liu Qiao held the Xunlong Sword in his hand and split the strange bird from its chest with a sword mark that was so deep that one could see the bone.
This strange bird has been cultivating for more than a thousand years and has already refined the bones in its throat. It uttered human words: "If you, a monk, leave quickly, I can still pretend that I didn't see you. Don't let your life go in vain."
Although the strange bird has practiced cultivation for more than a thousand years, it has not yet transformed. Its heels and feet are truly extraordinary. Although it threatened Liu Qiao in its mouth, there was a look of fear in its eyes.
Xunlong's sword severely wounded him, and the enlarged wound was bleeding. The strange bird's Lin Yu slightly tightened, and the wound immediately stopped bleeding and began to heal.
Liu Qiao was startled by the ability of this strange bird and shouted: "You monster, what's your background? Why don't you tell me your name quickly? I won't kill an unknown person on sight."
After hearing this, the strange bird made a strange and unpleasant cry: "Listen carefully, I am the golden-winged roc."
Liu Qiao's heart skipped a beat, as the Golden-winged Dapeng was one of the two most beloved offspring of the ancestor of the Phoenix clan.
The Golden-winged Dapeng is also called "Garuda". It is recorded in Buddhist scriptures: "It feeds on dragons. Jambu can eat the Dragon King and five hundred little dragons in one day." This shows its ferocious nature.
This evil creature also had a group of ancestors and brothers, one of whom he had already seen how terrifying he was, that person was Kong Xuan.
With the five-color divine light in his hand, even Taoist Ran Deng didn't want to provoke him, and even the twelve immortal heads could only avoid the sharp edge.
Liu Qiao's face was as dark as water. He was afraid that he would be in big trouble this time. This golden-winged roc was blessed by heaven and earth, but he was still one step away from becoming a true immortal.
During the Conferred God Period, the butterfly effect caused by various accidents caused this roc to be missed, and it is still at large.
The Golden-winged Dapeng is a Winged Immortal, and he is a true Immortal. It is far more than Liu Qiao can resist when he steps in to become a True Immortal.
The five groups of vitality in Liu Qiao's hands blended with each other. Although his cultivation was not as good as that of the golden-winged roc, he could still deal with him with the power of the magic weapon he had already practiced.
There was a buzzing sound like a gun flag in his hand, and evil spirits rose from the ground, covering the six consciousnesses of the golden-winged roc. The place was so dark that he could not tell the direction.
Liu Qiao flicked Xu Youyu's flag in his hand, and a white-bone god and demon suddenly appeared.
The white-bone gods and demons gathered and dispersed without a trace, changing without a trace. After taking shape, they became even stronger than the mountains and rivers. The golden-winged roc bird had no way of using its magical claws, so it jumped up and down in a hurry.
Liu Qiao's method of dealing with the True Immortal is to use absolute violence or to knock out its soul. Otherwise, the True Immortal's body is hard to be injured by a knife and impervious to water and fire.
When Liu Qiao saw the golden-winged roc with its wings still shining, he had no choice but to tie it up.
Even though the Xunlong Sword has the power to reach the heavens, it can only recover a few breaths after it strikes the wings of this city-like fortress.
This beast's magical power is really difficult to deal with. It doesn't matter what magical method you use when you open your mouth, it will swallow the power of the magic weapon into your belly.
The Dapeng bird was trapped in the formation and struggled to its death. The thirty trapped formations were knocked to the point of collapse. Liu Qiao used his magic power to stabilize the formations, and then the situation was stabilized.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the formation, Pengniao saw that Liu Qiao could do nothing and laughed wildly: "So what if you trap me? Isn't there nothing you can do about me? After I get out, I will definitely kill you
The whole sect was devoured from top to bottom."
Liu Qiao's expression was stern, and unknown fire arose in his heart. "You are so arrogant before you can break free. It seems I can't keep you."
The heavens celebrated the appearance of the clouds, and their troops and horses were arranged in formation. One hundred and eight thousand heavenly soldiers and generals stood above the clouds, their eyes filled with deathly silence and indifference to life.
The Dapeng was surrounded by a dense mahjong crowd. Liu Qiao gave an order and the attacks continued like a tidal wave.
"Even if you use your magical powers to defy the heavens, there will still be times when you slack off!" Liu Qiao was secretly angry in his heart.
The five elements of magical powers were arranged and combined in a mysterious way, leaving a patch of anxiety on the wings of the bird, and the originally confident and arrogant face also tightened a bit.
"In this way, you let me go and walk on your Yangguan Road, and I'll walk on my single-plank bridge. We won't interfere with each other."
Liu Qiaoman had no intention of releasing this scourge. He would either subdue him and make him a mount, or trap him and waste his time with him.
"I will give you two choices: either submit to me, or I will use the boundless power of time to cut you into pieces."
How could the golden-winged roc be so arrogant that he would become the servant of his opponent?
"Don't even think about it. Even if I starve to death and lose my soul today, I, the golden-winged roc, will not become your mount!" After saying this, he raised his head proudly, said no more, and fought against the next wave of violent storm attacks with all his strength.
Come.
Liu Qiao was not angry and stared at the Golden-winged Dapeng. The stalemate between the two sides lasted for three days and three nights. Liu Qiao relied on his freedom to enter and exit and enjoyed a wave of delicacies in the world.
Every time Liu Qiao tasted it, it was all under the eyes of the Dapeng bird. The angry Dapeng bird spit out the fragrance and scolded Liu Qiao as "not a son of man."
"It's okay. I hope you look like this when you're skin and bones." Every word Liu Qiao said penetrated deeply into Dapeng's psychological defense.
In order to maximize the effect of the eagle-burning tactic, Liu Qiao kept watching day and night, and from time to time gave the roc a magical power.
At first, the roc still had the energy to scream and curse, but after ten days and ten nights, the scales and feathers all over its body had faded.
Thirty days later, Dapeng was already dying and weak, and his eyes were full of exhaustion and irritability.
Liu Qiao was in a good state of mind. He traveled around the mountains and rivers every day and tasted delicious food from all over the world. After that, he started to cook the eagle.
Because of Liu Qiao's daily practice, he has taken a big step towards becoming a true immortal. The Dapeng bird watched helplessly as Liu Qiao approached his cultivation level, and he felt even more resentful and full of mixed feelings in his heart.
The situation in the Three Realms was calm and there were no major changes. Watching the Dapeng become increasingly haggard and scolding, I felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction and comfort.
Two months later, the Dapeng was unable to move, and its breath was as weak as a candle in the wind. Liu Qiao laughed and said: "You beast, you are still playing a trick. You can use my magical power before you do it."
After that, he summoned a meteorite that was more than a hundred feet long and smashed it down.
The roc bird hurriedly straightened up, its scales and feathers shining as brightly as new. The meteorite fell, causing billowing waves.
Liu Qiao shook his head and said with a smile: "You are quite capable. You still retain three points of strength for sixty days."
The Dapeng bird yelled: "You are a cowardless person, if you really have the blood to enter the formation and fight with me."
Seeing that the roc was still unruly, Liu Qiao nodded noncommittally. "Yes, yes, is it bloody to use my mortal body to beat your immortal body?"
Dapeng was speechless. To be honest, he had never seen such a genius before. In just two months, he was already on the verge of attaining the status of a true immortal. However, this immortal was extremely powerful yet so cautious.
The invisible energy-shaping technique he used in the past ten days was of a very high level, and he relied on this technique to kill immortals who were stronger than him several times.
The huge vertical pupils stared blankly at Liu Qiao, wrestling with him. Liu Qiao felt that he was facing a wild beast, and unknown panic arose in his heart.
Liu Qiao was not in a hurry but rejoiced. The last step in surviving the eagle was to penetrate the eagle's soul. If the eagle lowers its head, then this will happen. If you cannot hold on and fall, there is no hope of subduing the eagle in this life.
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West, Lingshan.
All the Buddhas in the sky looked at the young man who was seeking Dharma at their feet, and the Buddha's voice was like a golden bell ringing. "Golden Chanzi, you will be reincarnated in the lower world for ten lives before you can achieve the true fruition."
The young man had a compassionate face and a gentle tone: "I will obey the decree of the Master Jie Yin!"
Jie Yin said in surprise: "It seems that the two of us made a mistake and missed such a good idea."
Zhunti also felt very regretful: "I am afraid that this son has a deep nature and has a cause and effect with the Heavenly Court, otherwise he is really destined to me in the West."
"However, I can't understand the Golden-winged Dapeng. This vicious creature should also be associated with me in the West."
The guide said, "You and I are going together?"
Ran Deng said abruptly: "You two, I have some friendship with Liu Qiao, so I'd better go!"
Jie Yin and Zhunti looked at Ran Deng and acquiesced. Ran Deng made preparations before the two Western leaders returned.
The impoverished Western Sect naturally accepted all comers, not to mention Ran Deng, the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, who immediately ordered that Ran Deng be named the "Randeng Ancient Buddha".
After such a long period of time together, the leader has already identified with this ancient Buddha of Ran Deng. After receiving this enlightenment, the immortal Buddha’s cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.
After some time and opportunity, it is not difficult to achieve the level of deputy leader.
Ran Deng stepped lightly, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers under his feet were like mud balls passing by quickly. If any enlightened person knew that this was the famous space magical power "So close to the end of the world".
Liu Qiao has been fighting the Dapeng for ten days and ten nights. He is confident that he can get a top-quality mount within three days.
Come to think of it, he, the Prime Minister of Heaven, is also poor. Every time he travels, apart from the Heavenly Heaven's standard Qingyun, he only has the Golden Light Technique.
"I finally made it through, and I, Liu Qiao, am now a god with a mount." Liu Qiao was thinking like this, and the divine light in his eyes was like a beacon fire.
Dapeng feels strange. The two have been fighting for ten days and ten nights. Why is this monster getting more and more energetic?
The distracted Golden-winged Dapeng felt that his tense nerves suddenly exploded. Countless fatigue and sleepiness made him want to close his eyes and fall asleep.
Liu Qiao seized the fleeting opportunity and his voice sounded like an eternity. "Will you surrender to me?"
The defeated Dapeng bird hurriedly nodded in surrender, and Liu Qiao seized the opportunity to execute the master-servant contract. Dapeng bird was delirious and wanted to go to sleep quickly, but he was too busy to sign the contract and fell asleep.
At this time, the Dapeng bird had only one thought: "Submit to the ups and downs, and let me sleep quickly! I can do whatever I want while sleeping!"
It was too late, but it was soon. After the two signed the contract, Taoist Ran Deng, who was belatedly arriving, arrived here.
Liu Qiao felt that Taoist Ran Deng was too familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
After entering the West, Randen changed his name to the Ancient Buddha of Randen. He took the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls in his hand and managed to transform them into the twenty-fourth level of independence and perfection.
Taoist Ran Deng, who lives in the twenty-fourth heaven, changed his usual attire and wore a golden monk's robe. His face was sad and kind, and he seemed to be a somewhat enlightened monk.
Ran Deng is really itching with hatred. This boy Fengshen has ruined my good deeds several times, and today he even stole my beloved disciple. Could it be that he is my destined nemesis?
That's right, if Ran Deng trains the Golden-winged Dapeng as the successor of his Lingjiu Mountain lineage.
As a result, it just so happened that he would be kidnapped by Liu Qiao. Ran Deng had never suffered such a dark loss. The ruler in his hand turned from virtual to solid, and the runes lit up.