Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

The night was only half over.

Inside the inn, Ye Lingyue was taking the final step of Nine Dragons Chant.

Rongling is unfamiliar to most of the alchemists on the Qingzhou Continent.

Only a few noble families and sects with a long history can melt spirits.

This is Ye Lingyue's first time melting spirit on a spirit tool.

Jiulongyin was suspended in mid-air, and the sword body, which had been forged for the second time, exuded an unstoppable cold light.

Gray-white flames danced on Ye Lingyue's palm.

For the first time, Ye Lingyue was a little nervous.

She now has four kinds of spirits: water, wood, earth, and fire. Since this is the first time to melt spirits, she doesn't know which kind of spirits should be melted into.

After thinking about it, she simply decided to make a bold decision, that is, to melt the four kinds of spirits one by one.

If Ye Lingyue's actions were seen by the old patriarch Long Huai or the old master craftsman who had been famous for many years, he would definitely reprimand her for being a fool.

Not to mention, the five elements of spirits that exist between heaven and earth are all rare things, and most of them are things that mutually generate and restrain each other. If they are forcibly added to a spiritual tool, the effect can be imagined.

But Ye Lingyue is a novice, how can she take care of so much.

Her heart moved at will, she wanted to integrate into the four spirits, and she did so.

The ashes spit out tongues of flame, and burned into four ravines like tendons on the body of the sword.

When the ravine was completed, Ye Lingyue didn't hesitate at all, and four spiritual powers of blue, green, yellow, and red burst out from her fingertips in an instant.

The spiritual power of the four eyes poured into the sword body, quickly filling the ravine above.

Spiritual power intertwined, and Jiulongyin's sword body trembled slightly.

The four-colored spiritual power gathered into four small streams, and the gurgling flowed.

The spirit of earth is extremely thick, the spirit of water is full of toughness, the spirit of fire is domineering and arrogant, and the spirit of wood is full of vitality.

As the ashes burned more and more, Ye Lingyue's forehead was covered with sweat.

But it is a molten spirit that is less than a quarter of an hour,

She has broken through the spiritual power of Fang Zun level and is rapidly consuming, but what is worse, she can feel that because of the conflict between the four spirits, Jiulongyin is starting to lose control.

It was like a restless wild horse, trying to get rid of Ye Lingyue's shackles.

Ye Lingyue had to use her mental power and spend a lot of Yuan power to control Jiulongyin to prevent it from getting out of control, running around in the room, and accidentally hurting her and Fengxin.

Such a huge loss quickly drained Ye Lingyue's physical strength.

It seemed that Ye Lingyue's physical and mental strength were exhausted, and the gray fire in Ye Lingyue's hand became unstable, and the flame became darker and darker.

Ye Lingyue cried out in agony.

Knowing that melting the spirit is so difficult, she would never be so reckless.

"Ling Yue?"

Seeing that Ye Lingyue's situation was not good, Feng Xin couldn't help but take a step forward.

With her palms on Ye Lingyue's back, Ye Lingyue only felt a powerful Yuan force coming from behind her.

Her exhausted body, when she felt that primordial force, absorbed the primordial force behind her like a rain of rain after a long drought.

A steady stream of Yuan force gradually recovered Ye Lingyue's physical strength, and the gray fire in her hand brightened again.

A clang trembled.

Jiulongyin in the ashes made a humming sound.

The sword body emitted a bright and dark light.

"This is?"

A thought flashed through his mind.

Ye Lingyue no longer hesitated. Out of instinct, she quickly took out the materials for refining the Nine Dragons that she had prepared earlier in her Qiankun purple gold bag, and kneaded them into the ashes one by one.

These materials quickly melted into Jiulong Yin.

Jiulong Yin, which was originally only two fingers wide, quickly became longer and wider, and both the length and the width were doubled compared to the original.

Such a change made Ye Lingyue stunned.

But her surprise didn't last long.

"No, the ancient dragon blood is not enough." Ye Lingyue found that she prepared too little dragon blood.

"I'm coming." Feng Xin flicked his fingers, and a few drops of bright red blood melted into the Nine Dragons.

As soon as Feng Xin's blood was stained with Jiulong Yin, the blade suddenly made a terrible sound.

The blade of Jiulongyin, which became four fingers wide, was stained with fresh blood, and there was a bloodstain in the center of the sword. spread out.

As the blood stains grew, cracks appeared on the smooth sword body, just like the scales of a dragon.

At the end, the whole sword actually split in two.

When one sword was divided into two, two Nine Dragons roared into the air.

Only a terrifying dragon roar was heard, and the two swords turned into two dragons, one male and one female.

The two dragons are chasing after me, chasing in mid-air, Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin are both stunned.

Knowing that the two swords groaned softly and chiked twice, they stabbed into the ground, and the two came back to their senses.

I saw a pair of male and female swords in the room, but the hilt of the sword was a nine-clawed heavenly dragon hovering at both ends. Out of the match.

Can a sword turn into a dragon?

This was the first time even Feng Xin had seen such a situation.

Ye Lingyue didn't understand either, every step she made was strictly in accordance with the instructions of Ye Wuming Taizu.

When Taizu failed to refine, why did she succeed in refining, and she also refined such a special male and female nine dragons.

"Could it be because of your blood?"

Ye Lingyue was suspicious and looked at Fengxin.

The latter was innocent, with a look of "you ask me and I ask who to go".

Ye Lingyue could only step forward, wanting to pull up those two swords.

But when her hand just touched the black male sword, her hand shrank back suddenly.

The male sword that was like a dark night had an ice-cold connotation, and as soon as Ye Lingyue touched it, a layer of black ice quickly covered his skin.

"Wait, you can't touch that sword." Feng Xin hurriedly grabbed Ye Lingyue's hand and looked carefully.

"It's not in the way." Ye Lingyue quickly lifted the breath in her body, and the layer of black ice on her skin melted away.

Ye Lingyue still didn't believe in evil and wanted to try again, but Feng Xin stopped her.

"This sword, you can't use it. It's... I'm afraid it's not a spiritual weapon, but an evil weapon. I'll try it."

The evil soldiers are born with evil spirits, and it is difficult for mortals to get close to them. Only the demons, who have a high level of cultivation and can be recognized by the evil soldiers, can use it.

After Feng Xin finished speaking, she stepped forward and grabbed the sword, only to hear a snort. She had resisted Ye Lingyue's sword earlier, but Feng Xin pulled it up with ease. On his hands, there is no trace of being eroded by the cold air.

This black sword is really an evil soldier.

Feng Xin's brows tightened, and she already understood that the reason why Jiulongyin changed was indeed because of his blood.