Seeing the dragon shadow suddenly swooping towards everyone, threatening to kill them all, many people were frightened.
"Where to escape?"
The master of the Shenbing Pavilion sneered and waved his hand again. From the fan, three golden chains suddenly appeared and were directly tied to Long Ying's body.
No matter how much the dragon shadow twisted, it was unable to break free from the shackles of the golden chain, causing it to continuously pull towards the fan.
It was only then that everyone took a deep breath and gave up the idea of leaving the table and running away.
Ye Chen witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and he had a certain understanding of the final step in forging a holy object.
The so-called "spiritual filling" should be to extract the soul of the spirit beast and then pour it into the spirit treasure. In this way, the spirit treasure has a weapon spirit.
As a sacred weapon spirit, the level of this giant dragon is obviously not low. Even if it is not at the level of a holy item, it should not be far behind.
Although I don't know where this giant dragon came from, the master of the Shenbing Pavilion was able to capture such a powerful spiritual beast. His strength is indeed terrifying.
While Ye Chen was thinking, the master of the Shenbing Pavilion continued to exert force, pulling the three golden chains and pulling the dragon spirit away towards the fan.
However, the dragon spirit obviously would not sit still and wait for death. It was always roaring and struggling silently, twisting its body, trying to break away from the golden chain and escape from here.
"It's useless, just go in for me!"
The master of the Shenbing Pavilion chuckled and continued to use his spiritual power to pull the golden chain.
However, the dragon spirit was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. In the critical situation of life and death, it actually burst out with extremely strong power.
This force is so strong that no matter how hard the master of the Shenbing Pavilion tries, he cannot move it towards the fan.
The two sides continued to be in a stalemate, and there was even a trace of sweat on the forehead of the master of the Shenbing Pavilion.
Spirit filling is different from fighting. If it is an ordinary battle, facing the dragon spirit at this time, the master of the Shenbing Pavilion has ten thousand ways to quickly resolve the battle and bombard it until the souls fly away.
But this time it is different. The last link of this blacksmithing technique is also the last and most important link.
And the more intact the dragon spirit is, the greater the power the holy object will exert in the future.
Therefore, it was impossible for him to use brute force to restrain the dragon spirit at this time, and he had to use a method similar to fishing to continuously consume the power of the dragon spirit and finally integrate it completely with the holy object.
"Dear protectors, I wish you a helping hand!"
After another moment of stalemate, the master of Shenbing Pavilion finally gave the order.
"yes!"
The four guardians, who had been preparing for a long time, stretched out their fingers at the same time, and several golden threads suddenly shot out from their fingers and tied them to Long Ling's body.
The strength of the four guardians was naturally extremely powerful. After the four of them took action, the balance between them and the dragon spirit was directly broken.
The dragon spirit was pulled again, and kept pulling towards the fan.
A moment later, amid the silent roar of the dragon spirit, everyone in the Shenbing Pavilion finally merged into the holy object.
Seeing this scene, the master of the Shenbing Pavilion finally had a relaxed smile on his face.
The completion of this step means that the most thrilling part of today is completed.
The next step is to completely refine the holy object!
The master of the Shenbing Pavilion shouted softly, and streaks of crimson flames erupted from his body and rushed toward the Eight-Gold Heavenly Dragon Fan.
In the blink of an eye, the entire sacred object was completely covered by a sea of fire.
After doing all this, the master of the Shenbing Pavilion flew his fingers again, pointing out continuously, as if a small barrier was set up around the Eight-Gold Heavenly Dragon Fan, as if to prevent the dragon spirit from flying out of the fan again.
out.
As the flames burned, the aura emitted by the Eight-Gold Heavenly Dragon Fan in the flames became stronger and stronger, and the pressure became greater and greater, even making many elders around them feel breathless.
"Roar!"
At this moment, a shrill roar erupted from the Eight-Gold Heavenly Dragon Fan again.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw what seemed to be a dragon shadow trying to break away from the fan again, constantly hitting the barrier around the Eight-Gold Heavenly Dragon Fan.
When the master of the Shenbing Pavilion saw this, he couldn't help but frown. He didn't expect that this dragon spirit was so stubborn and was still struggling so hard.
"Elders, help me suppress this spirit!"
"yes!"
The elders took action again, and streams of flames shot out from their palms and flew towards the eight-gold Tianlong Fan, a sacred object.
In an instant, the momentum of the calcining flames surged again, suppressing the dragon spirit back into the holy object again.
Boom boom boom boom!
The flames roared, and the dragon spirit had almost no power to resist and dived back into the fan again.
At this moment, the eight-gold Tianlong Fan was also in full bloom, and bright rays of light spread out in all directions, reflecting the entire space of the film in gold, like a golden sun.
Everyone was extremely excited when they saw this scene.
As blacksmiths, they naturally knew that this was a sign that the Lingbao was about to succeed!
In order to assist the Pavilion Master in forging this sacred object, they could be said to have gone all out. At this time, almost everyone was breathing heavily.
But there was a smile on his face, as if he had accomplished something incredible.
The master of Shenbing Pavilion was naturally even happier. Although this plan was a bit difficult, it was finally completed.
"Finally...done?"
Song Tie was dragging his tired body among the crowd, with a happy smile on his old sweaty face.
Although the process had some twists and turns, overall it was pretty smooth.
"It seems that we have overestimated the difficulty of forging holy objects."
Zhang Yuan on the side also smiled and said, he was very happy to be able to successfully assist the Pavilion Master to achieve his goal, and after the achievement, the Pavilion Master will definitely receive a huge reward.
"Huh, what am I talking about? If no one comes in to cause trouble, we will definitely succeed!"
Wen Tai sneered arrogantly: "Master, this time you should know who is the first genius in the forging world, right? I am an important participant in the forging of holy objects, and that Ye Chen can only make up for it.
Just stare from the sidelines!"
And just when Wen Tai finished his words and Song Tie was about to speak, the scene suddenly changed, and the smile of the master of the Shenbing Pavilion suddenly froze.
Immediately, a shocking dragon roar erupted from the Eight-Gold Heavenly Dragon Fan again, and immediately, a golden dragon spirit suddenly rushed out of the fan and swooped towards the master of the Shenbing Pavilion.
"Not good! This dragon spirit has undergone a change and has broken through to the holy realm!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed drastically. Their spiritual power reserves were almost exhausted at this time. Facing this mutated dragon spirit, wouldn't it be a narrow escape?
But at this moment, Ye Chen, who had been silent before, slowly stepped forward and said calmly: "Lord Pavilion Master, do you need my help to suppress it?"