Fortunately, Qingkuang, who is proficient in the art of summoning, can control these external forces far beyond what ordinary people can.
After about one stick of incense, all the evil spirits contained in the Tianxie Stone have been completely aroused.
In the closed refining hall, the shadows of evil spirits were filled up and down, and the entire alchemy room seemed to be a ghostly world...
On the high platform, behind Ming Qianhe, was a man wearing a red robe and holding a long sword. He had been watching everything that happened in the hall and remained silent until he saw Qing Kuang below the cauldron and gave a sigh of relief.
With an affirmative look in his eyes, he took long strides towards the suspended cauldron.
"Jun Xie! Be careful in everything you do!"[
On the side, Ming Qianhe reminded cautiously.
"Don't worry, master! Today's Aojunxie is no longer the Prince Fengyun of the past!"
Ao Junxie replied confidently, with a muffled thud, one foot stomped heavily to the ground, and at any moment, his whole body jumped high like an eagle.
Opening his arms, in Aojunxie's hand, the long sword surrounded by a layer of black mist roared like a wild beast. Gradually, Aojunxie's red figure was slowly covered by the dazzling purple-white color in the center of the hall.
Completely engulfed.
Qing Kuang, Wumian, Ming Qianhe, and dozens of disciples from the evil land all raised their heads in unison and stared at the top of their heads with bated breath. The unknown danger made everyone's hearts rise to their throats...
Wow!
A sharp scream broke the oppressive dullness in the refining hall.
All the green resentful spirits began to fly involuntarily towards the cauldron suspended in the center, as if they were being attracted by a strong suction force.
The powerful magic power continued to tear apart the green-rayed shadows of the vengeful spirits, which were like smoke and mist, causing those extremely ferocious vengeful spirits to howl in pain.
Each resentful spirit represents the last remnant left by a strong man in this world in ancient times. Some of them are good and some are evil. Now, with the help of this treasure tripod and dozens of people
It is certainly not easy for them to take control of the power of the ancient martial arts masters and use them for their own purposes!
Ao Junxie's figure was completely covered by the purple and white light at this moment, and his condition could not be seen at all. However, when he saw the middle of the treasure tripod, the whirlpool of magic power surged bigger and bigger, becoming stronger and stronger.
Everyone knows that Ao Junxie has used his own strength and the dragon artifact in his hand to prove that he is worthy of being the number one master in the world!
Under everyone's nervous gaze, the last green light of the resentful spirit was finally sucked into the intense purple-white light in the middle of the hall.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the god-level refining tripod above the head fell heavily. But it was already empty.
Purple-white light flashed, and the molten magma of the Tianxie Stone was lifted into the air by all the bound evil spirits, like a giant fetus wrapped in demonic energy, ready to move in the air!
"Madam, prepare the piano!"
Ao Junxie's roar came from the air.
Qing Kuang understood the idea, raised his arms, and took the ink-colored guqin from behind. There was no string on the piano stand.[
Whoosh!
A powerful sword energy struck out, and Ao Junxie struck hard, and the tip of the red dragon sword had already pierced into the demon fetus. When he pulled it out again, a green light pierced the air.