My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1243
It turns out that the old Black Mountain demon is currently practicing at a critical moment.

And the evil spirit can refine a special pill called the Resentment Pill, which is just suitable for a big monster like him who is born with resentment.

So the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord wanted to help the old demon complete his advancement.

After all, as the Martial Demon Emperor, combat power is the first requirement for him.

Ye Fan was stunned: "Why didn't you say it earlier! Of course, I will never turn back on such an important matter."

"Okay, I'll send you the Ancient Evil Spirit Sword right away, and just give me the ingredients when you run out."

"Haha, don't you want to surprise him, don't tell him."

"Don't worry, my mouth is very strict, it will rot in my stomach."

"I just said that the old demon is not bubbling in the group recently, and she is making progress secretly. It seems that I have to continue to work hard."

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord nodded: "Okay, let's work hard together."

Exit chat.

Ye Fan sent the ancient sword of evil spirits to the devil king by scanning it.

Back to the cave again.

Everyone was on alert, for fear that the evil spirit would possess Ye Fan again and come out to cause trouble.

But to their surprise, Ye Fan was not only unscathed, even the ancient sword disappeared.

"You... are you okay?"

"It's alright."

"Where's the ancient sword?"

"It was destroyed by me, the evil spirit inside is so bad, I can't get angry."

"Haha! Great."

Everyone laughed loudly.

Just now the evil spirits killed many of their fellow disciples, and they seemed to have become enemies.

Now it is destroyed, but it has given everyone a bad breath.

Qin Peck gave Ye Fan a meaningful look.

But he also believed Ye Fan's words.

After all, even he couldn't escape the control of the evil spirit in a short time.

He naturally didn't think Ye Fan could avoid it.

Only Hou Qun felt that something was wrong.

During the alliance war before, he swore that he would never believe Ye Fan's nonsense for the rest of his life.

Otherwise, if it is sold by others, it will still count the money for them.

"Did you really destroy the Ancient Evil Spirit Sword?"

"Yes."

"How did you destroy it?"

"I need to report to you? Which onion are you?"

Hou Qun smiled mischievously.

Although what you said is rude, it makes sense.

I'm really not qualified to ask you to explain.

That's it, that's it.

No matter where the evil spirit goes, that kind of thing is useless to him.

Gone is gone.

Fortunately, there are many good weapons for them to choose from in the weapon mound.

It's not a waste of time.

The evil spirits disappear.

Everyone was teleported outside by the formation.

next moment.

The entire cave lost its energy blessing and completely collapsed into ruins.

Looking at a group of disciples.

Xue Jie was stunned.

"Where are people? Why did you come out?"

Yao Fu also asked curiously.

"That's right, didn't we go in more than ten just now?"

"Dead, all dead."

One of them said viciously.

"Actually, we were all deceived by Weapon Villa. The treasure hidden inside is not Baoling at all, but an evil spirit."

"He can suck the flesh and blood of monks, and has independent thinking, killing all of us."

"Where are our people?"

Feng Cong of Feijianzong waited for a long time.

None of the disciples came out, so they couldn't help asking.

Many disciples looked at each other.

your people?

Of course he was slaughtered.

Ye Fan killed a group, and the evil spirits killed a group.

completely annihilated.

But they all said in a very tacit understanding: "The disciples of the Flying Sword Sect had already snatched the evil spirit, but they were attacked by the guardian madly."

"In the end, the evil spirits turned back and killed them all."

"What? All dead?"

Feng Cong's body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

He was the leader of this event, but he killed all the disciples.

If he returns to the sect like this, he will definitely be severely punished by the sect.

"Brother Feng, this is God's will, don't be sad."

"That's right, there are casualties in every sect, so let's mourn."

Feng Cong was helpless.

A person cannot be resurrected after death, so he can only go back to the sect to accept the crime.

"Brother Yao, Brother Xue, I still have something to do, so let's go first."

"Let's go back together and quickly report the relevant matters to the sect."

People leave.

Only Xue Jie looked back at Ye Fan with complicated eyes.

Qin Peck had already left.

Hou Qun walked over with a smile, raising his eyebrows.

"Ye Fan, the ancient sword of the evil spirit is on you, right?"

Ye Fan nodded firmly: "Yes, do you want it?"

Ok?
Why doesn't this play out according to the routine?

With Ye Fan's personality, he must have said he wasn't there.

How can you admit it so frankly?
Is there any fraud in it?

It has to be said that after Ye Fan's operation, Hou Qun was almost insane, all kinds of suspicious.

He quickly waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't want it, you don't want to be controlled by evil spirits."

"What? Are you worried about me?"

"Ouch! Don't say such nasty things, okay? I'm just afraid that I don't have a strong competitor."

"You'd better surpass Qin Peck before you talk about it. Treating me as an opponent is tantamount to annoying God."

"You are too arrogant."

"It's not madness, but to be fair."

"Okay, let's wait and see."

After returning to the academy, it was less than three hours.

The demon king returned the ancient sword.

The evil spirits inside have been completely wiped out.

Today's ancient sword is just a piece of melted meteoric iron.

"Brother Zhuanfeng, hurry up and condense, otherwise it will be solidified again."

"Okay, got it."

Ye Fan came to his room with the materials.

If you want to refine your natal weapon, you must first determine its shape.

It turned out that he wanted to refine a flying sword, after all, it was both aggressive and practical.

But after going through the Weapon Tomb and his party, he gave up this idea.

It's cool to use a sword, but he can't.

It's better to get a stick of your own.

And if there is a need in the future, it can be re-smelted without being rigid.

immediately.

Ye Fan used the method given by Yue'er and Shen Lingfu to start the dross in the meteorite.

Although it has been melted by the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, the difficulty of purification is still not small.

He used the flame seeds to release the outer fire, continuously tempered and calcined, and it took a full night to complete a step.

At this time, Ye Fan was sweating profusely and panting.

You can't do it halfway.

He hastily used his spiritual consciousness and began to inject his aura and soul power into the meteorite.

The power fusion was very successful.

For a moment, he seemed to have a blood connection with Meteorite.

Then, he began to cast the shape, using Lingyuan's delicate percussion control.

at last.

after a day.

A long stick appeared.

But in order to make the long stick more aggressive.

He still wasted some time, carved dragons and phoenixes on it, and engraved its own name——Golden hoop and stick.

Don't look at only one word added, but the artistic conception suddenly becomes taller.

It's also catchy to read, especially the character '独' in the middle, which cannot be pronounced in its original sound, but must be processed and presented in a soft voice.

Then, Ye Fan used his simple formation skills to carve several formations on it to increase its attack and destructive power.

In the end, Ye Fan forced out his own essence and blood, and thoroughly integrated with the golden hoop.

"Shh!"

A dazzling light flashed across the room.

The natal weapon is finally practiced!

Ye Fan kept waving in the room excitedly, vigorously.

"Haha, I finally have my own weapon."

"Although you are not as powerful as the golden cudgel now, and you don't have the function of becoming bigger or smaller, but I will take good care of you and make you the strongest cudgel in the world."

"Ong!"

The golden hoop stick seemed to feel Ye Fan's confidence, and suddenly let out a Weng Ming to express his joy.

"receive!"

One command.

The long stick entered Ye Fan's body.

Come and go as you call.

Do whatever you want.

Ye Fan glanced at the time.

Two days have passed, this weapon refining is really not a good job, it really consumes people's efforts.

He shaved his long beard, took a shower, and took another big beauty sleep.

Only then did I feel exhausted all over my body.

It's getting dark.

Originally, Ye Fan planned to play games.

But he found a figure standing outside his house.

I go.

No way?
There are also foreign intruders in the dignified Warrior Academy?
Don't die.

Ye Fan looked out of the window and saw a little girl waving her hands with a smile on her face.

"Yue'er? What are you doing outside?"

Yue'er put her hands next to her mouth and whispered, "I know that your real name weapon has been successfully refined, so I want to celebrate it for you."

Ye Fan showed a smile.

"It's kind of sweet, I happen to be hungry."

"Then what are you waiting for, come out now."

"I change clothes."

The two came to a spicy hot pot restaurant.

This is an Internet celebrity hot pot with distinctive features, the decoration is in a retro style, and the hot pot is also a traditional charcoal fire.

Just looking at it whets the appetite!

Yue'er had wanted to come a long time ago, but Qingbei and the old woman didn't like to eat, so she could only wait and see.

It's great to have Ye Fan by my side!
"Ye Fan, feel free, I'm treating you today."

Yue'er generously handed the menu to Ye Fan, patted her chest confidently, and smiled.

In particular, feeling the surrounding atmosphere and the overflowing fragrance made her happy from the inside out, and even the pressure on her body felt a lot less.

And don't know why?
Although being with Ye Fan has been bullied all the time, it gave her a great sense of security.

Ye Fan glanced at it: "I like the package, so let's get a supreme luxury package."

"You can add the rest."

Ye Fan pushed the menu in front of Yue'er again.

"I don't know how to eat, let me order something delicious."

"Here's a plate of mutton, cut by hand! There are also duck intestines, duck blood, kelp..."

Yue'er ordered more than a dozen kinds of food in one go, far exceeding the food intake of two people, which made the waiter look surprised.

"Sir and miss, the ingredients in this store are sufficient and heavy, and the two of them simply can't eat so much."

"In addition, you also ordered a supreme set meal, even seven or eight people can't eat it all." The service staff kindly reminded.

"Haha, it's okay, we can eat it."

Yue'er laughed and rejected the service staff's kindness.

Invite someone to dinner.

There must be a row.

Don't be afraid of leftovers, but be afraid of not having enough to eat.

Ye Fan was a little surprised.

"Eldest sister, I am the one who forged the natal weapon, why does it look like you are happier than me?"

"Hee hee, we are friends, of course I am happy for you."

(End of this chapter)