At night, a ball of flame burned in Wang Chen's house. He controlled the mysterious energy and soul power to continuously shape the solution. With Wang Chen's unique technique, the solution also kept changing in his hands. If there was someone next to him, he would
I found that Wang Chen's technique at this time was very magical. Sometimes it was round, and sometimes it was in various shapes. However, Wang Chen also consumed a lot of money. The flames were retracted to the heart veins. He adjusted his breath for a moment,
Picking up the weapon he had just refined, which was a long sword, Wang Chen looked at it carefully and soon nodded, "Finally a breakthrough, second-level weapon refiner."
He nodded happily. For him, breaking through the weapon refining level means that he can earn a lot of contribution points. "The spirit-giving technique in this weapon is really magical. It can not only speed up the weapon refining, but also strengthen the weapon."
The quality of the weapons is worthy of the skills of an eighth-level weapon refiner."
Wang Chen stood up and felt the sea of consciousness. The soul power of the perfect spiritual realm was like a tide. "It's only a little bit short of breaking through to the human level. Unfortunately, it's still a little short." Wang Chen was also helpless. Every time he had
Feeling like a breakthrough, but failing every time, Wang Chen could only shake his head and not think too much, maybe the time has not come yet.
Wang Chen also continued to refine weapons to consolidate the level of a second-level weapon refiner. Various weapons were formed in Wang Chen's hands, including swords, guns, swords, halberds, clubs and axes. Wang Chen's weapon refining speed surprised even Gu Qianqian.
Unexpectedly, other people were very particular about making weapons slowly and delicately. On the other hand, Wang Chen made weapons more than twice as fast as a normal weapon refiner, and the quality was not inferior at all. "It's really annoying to be a real person," Gu Qianqian was speechless for a while.
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The sky turned white, and in the early morning, Wang Chen had already set off.
At the core of the inner gate of the Sword Tomb, it is said that there are several elders holding the handles. Wang Chen also landed at the door of the Sword Tomb at this time. He looked around, and an elder walked down from the air, "Go, if you encounter danger inside,
Come out in time, I believe you understand the dangers inside, don't lose your life."
Wang Chen saw the elder's friendly look and immediately understood. He must have said hello to the elder.
Wang Chen didn't hesitate at all, he strode straight in. He had long wanted to see this sword tomb...
What came into view were various storm-like things. The ground was filled with various swords, but most of them were broken swords. Wang Chen picked up a sword casually, and Wang Chen held it in his hand and kept looking at it.
When he stood up, the sword broke, and the word "Shui Yue" was reflected on the edge of the sword, which was probably the name of the sword.
At this time, the sword kept trembling, and Wang Chen felt a sense of sadness. A picture appeared in front of Wang Chen's eyes. A woman was holding a sword in her hand, fighting a group of magical beasts. Even though Wang Chen knew this
It was an illusion, but he could still feel the horror of this battle. Wherever the group of monsters passed, the earth cracked, rivers rushed, and horrific visions kept appearing.
Wang Chen looked at the woman. He knew that this was the owner of Shuiyue Sword. He wanted to see the woman's face clearly, but it was all blurry no matter what. Wang Chen didn't want to give up and kept looking at her.
It's bleeding, but I still can't see clearly.
The woman, one person and one sword, is like a light swallow, constantly shuttling among the swords of these monsters, with ease, the sword body is full of artistic conception, every sword is like a stormy sea, Wang Chen knows that this is the power of water, but it is no longer
What he can understand is either the rhyme of Taoism or the realm of true meaning that Wang Chen cannot access.
The battle ended quickly. Wang Chen kept observing her use of the artistic conception of water. He couldn't help but sigh that he couldn't see clearly just an illusion. Naturally, he couldn't successfully comprehend it. He had to withdraw from the illusion, but he didn't know
Surprisingly, the woman turned around when he exited, glanced at Wang Chen, and then was a little surprised, "It seems that the Sword King Sect has also produced talents in recent years."
Wang Chen naturally didn't know that the woman in the illusion had glanced at her. He was covering his head at this moment. The dizziness made Wang Chen unable to even stand, so he had to sit cross-legged to restore the power of his soul. This observation of the illusion actually consumed him.
It's the power of the soul.
Wang Chen rested for two full hours before slowly opening his eyes. "I didn't expect it would consume such a huge amount of soul power." He shook his head and looked at the Water Moon Sword in his hand. He didn't know if its owner was still alive. It was just a sword.
The sword can transport him into such a realistic illusion. You can only imagine how strong it was before it was damaged.
Wang Chen continued to walk forward. He kept observing these swords, looking for a sword body that could fit him.
Suddenly the Chuxin Sword started shaking, and Wang Chen was also confused. Then a sword flew towards Wang Chen on its own initiative, and stopped in front of Wang Chen. Wang Chen looked at the Bingjian in confusion. The sword body was purple, Wang Chen
He was also suddenly pleasantly surprised. This Bingjian was actually performing the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique. Wang Chen also understood. He felt that Wang Chen had used the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique at the beginning of his Heart Sword. Feeling the kindness, he flew over.
Wang Chen watched him perform the wind and thunder sword technique, from thunder wedge to thunder moving the sky. The artistic conception of wind and thunder was much stronger than Wang Chen's. Wang Chen watched and kept nodding. At this moment, he suddenly became enlightened. The place where he was confused before was now clear.
As soon as he received his answer, Bingjian stopped and motioned to Wang Chen to hold him.
Wang Chen was a little surprised. This Bingjian was actually so psychic. Wang Chen also held the Bingjian and entered an illusion for a moment. A burly middle-aged man looked at Wang Chen and then said, "I am the King of Swords."
The eighteenth generation ancestor of the sect, master of the true meaning of wind and thunder. The wind and thunder sword technique was created by me. As a destined person, if you can enter here, it means that you have practiced the wind and thunder sword technique. I will demonstrate it to you three times. You can understand as much as you want.
Your talent."
Wang Chen couldn't help being surprised. He looked at the burly man and didn't dare to blink.
As the Thunder Wedge was used, the whole illusion was filled with the spirit of thunder, which kept flashing with light. In this light, the spirit of wind also rose in it, making the thunder even more raging. It was really strange.
The burly man kept dodging in the illusion with a sword, and the thunder wedges shocked Wang Chen, "I didn't expect the thunder wedges to be so fast and so strong."
At this moment, Wang Chen also realized that he had only scratched the surface of his understanding before. This was the real wind and thunder sword technique. In the hands of that man, it was already comparable to fifth-level martial arts, and could not even surpass it. This was the transformation state.
The power of it.
Wang Chen looked at Lei Shan and Lei Dong Jiuxiao again, and was shocked every time. He also waved his sword in the illusion. With every move and every move, he wanted to forget what he had done before. At this moment, he felt
There was only wind and thunder. He kept practicing and drawing his sword.
An hour passed, and Wang Chen's thunder also occupied a small corner of the illusion. It was much stronger than it was at the beginning. Although he was exhausted, he still refused to give up this good opportunity.
Five hours passed, and Wang Chen's whole body felt like it was falling apart at the moment, but his perseverance seemed to tell others that he could still persevere.
At this moment, Wang Chen's wind and thunder in the illusion had occupied nearly half of the world, and he was on par with the burly man. Wang Chen looked at this scene, put down the sword in his hand, and kept breathing, but his face was filled with a proud smile.
Sitting cross-legged, the artistic conception of wind and thunder on his body appeared. The perfect artistic conception of wind and the accomplished artistic conception of thunder were fully exposed at this moment. In the illusion, the two artistic conceptions fought, and Wang Chen did not lose at all at this moment.
He slowly opened his eyes, feeling calm inside, because he knew that this was just another person's soul imprint, and one day he would be able to surpass the owner of this illusion!