The phoenix bird flame wrapped around the broken gun and burned.
On the broken gun, Long Xiang's remaining will suddenly burst out to resist the invasion of the flames.
Long Xiaoshan released the "Nirvana Gun Intention". This Nirvana Gun was really left by Long Xiang. He was passed down to him with the Duan Gun. At this time, he used the Nirvana Gun Intention to communicate with the Duan Gun.
Gradually, the will above the broken gun was shaken.
A broken gun has a power.
Long Xiaoshan communicates with it with the will of Nirvana spear to make it understand that the flame is to rebirth, not to destroy. Only by recasting the spear can it be rebirth.
After the will collapsed, the broken gun finally began to melt.
Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows shone with divine light, rumbling, and the green wood magic image appeared in the world. When he blinked his finger, a rare genius treasure fell into the true flame of the phoenix bird.
There are the Heart of the Sea God, the Sky Flame Essence Crystal, the Immortal Geng Gold, and the Wu Earth Essence... These top five elements materials are constantly melting, and the essence inside is peeled off and turned into flowing juices.
At this time, the power of the five elements gathered, and Long Xiaoshan controlled these essences of heaven and earth treasures with the power of the five elements, constantly outlining the array patterns, and fusing the laws of heaven and earth into these array patterns.
Before sacrifice and refining magic weapons.
Long Xiaoshan has practiced it in his mind for many times, and he has already had a complete plan for the magic weapon he sacrificed. Therefore, when he was actually sacrificed, his movements were flowing.
More and more array patterns appear in the void.
The powerful soul power controls these array patterns and constantly integrates into the Nirvana Gun in the center.
Each array pattern represents a certain function of the magic weapon, either amplifying power, amplifying defense, manipulating changes, or increasing speed.
Generally, ordinary people sacrifice their natal magic weapons.
At most, there will be no more than nine, and nine are the most number, because most of the sacrifices and refiners have just entered the golden elixir, and the power of the soul is not strong enough, and the control formation is not exquisite enough. The more array patterns are engraved, the easier it is to fail in the sacrifice and refining.
Therefore, most of them will choose to sacrifice and refine the lower-grade magic weapon first, wait until the strength is improved, and then refine it again, so that the power of the natal magic weapon will continue to increase.
But Long Xiaoshan was just a sacrifice.
It has far exceeded nine array patterns.
His soul power is too powerful, and he is a master who is proficient in formations.
For him, the low-grade magic weapon was far from the limit. Soon, he had engraved ten formation patterns and reached the level of the medium-grade magic weapon, but he was still engraving it continuously.
Twenty, thirty, forty...one hundred.
More than ninety-nine formation patterns are already top-grade magic weapons, but Long Xiaoshan still did not stop. He was constantly portraying two hundred, three hundred... Time kept passing.
For several days and nights, Long Xiaoshan was sacrificing magic weapons.
The array patterns he carved into it were nearly 999.
The more he sacrificed the formation pattern, the more difficult it was to go to the back. He started to sacrifice and refine it quickly, but when the number of formation patterns increased, in order to keep them stable, Long Xiaoshan needed to consume a lot of soul power.
Even if Long Xiaoshan's powerful soul power is almost exhausted, it is almost done with sacrifices and refining so many array patterns. After all, generally speaking, the spiritual power of the most powerful magic weapon must reach the peak of the golden elixir.
At this time, the six divine wheels above Long Xiaoshan were dimly lit and their eyebrows were tingling. This was a sign of excessive consumption of the power of the soul.
But Long Xiaoshan was still persevering, nine hundred and sixty...970...990...999...