Xiang Nan took out a jar of new Longyan red spirits, fed some to the demon bear, then patted its furry cheek, and said, "Okay, you can go too."
"I can't take you into the small secret realm. If other humans see me with the demons, it will be quite troublesome."
Once the secret of his collusion with the demons is revealed, Xiang Nan will lose his use value to the demons.
The demon bear was so drunk that he rubbed his head against Xiang Nan's clothes, and then turned his head three times.
Xiang Nan looked at the back of the demon bear leaving, and said with a smile: "Don't run around in the future, it's very embarrassing to break into the demon clan's territory and be arrested and imprisoned."
The demon bear turned back for the last time, whined a few times at Xiang Nan, and then got into the dense forest.
Xiang Nan shook his head and smiled, took out the drop of blue water that still contained ninety water bladders from the handle of the knife, and threw the giant knife and the sword of the dead into the refining furnace.
The two weapons had to be smelted together, and the clash of attributes was Xiang Nan's first consideration.
There is a dragon spirit in the giant sword, which is the strongest attribute, and the sword of the dead has the power to control death, which is logically considered a very dark power.
But Xiang Nan thought about it again, in fact, the word life and death has no attributes in itself, it is just a state in the laws of nature.
There is no yang in life, and there is no yin in death.
Human beings are afraid of death, so they feel that death is dark and unknown.
But Xiang Nan has seen too many people die, and he knows that death may be just a destination, and maybe, it may just be another form of existence.
For the real dead, perhaps, survival is terrible.
Xiang Nan first set up a white tiger formation, and let an avatar walk on it.
Then, he injected a flame into the refining furnace, and started the fusion forging of the two weapons.
For a long time, Xiang Nan has been soaked in sweat, and it is too difficult for him to forge Dao soldiers.
The key issue is not the level of Dao soldiers, but the different rules of the two weapons.
The level of the sword of the dead is too low, only the first-level mysterious grade, but the giant sword is a genuine Taoist weapon, so the laws in the sword of the dead are very likely to be directly overwritten by the power of the dream in the giant sword .
He has to carefully control this speed, even if the attribute of the sword of the dead exists, he must also keep the dream attribute in the giant knife from being eroded.
This is difficult, and it is also very difficult for Xiang Nan, the number one refiner in the world of the Six Emperors.
He practiced carefully, mobilizing almost every nerve in his body.
Once the refining fails, both weapons will be destroyed, leaving only a pile of Nether Silver.
Time passed by every minute and every second.
This is Xiang Nan's longest refinement in history.
It lasted for two full days and two nights.
On the morning of the third day, Xiang Nan finally moved his eyes and slapped the refining furnace.
There was only a loud bang, the entire refining furnace was blown to pieces, and a huge knife shot up into the sky!
"It's done!" Xiang Nan jumped up excitedly and grabbed the giant knife in his hand.
The appearance of this knife has completely changed, it is still a knife shape, the blade and blade are pure silver.
On the back, there was a long, black claw-like thing. Dozens of black nails branched out from this claw, firmly grasping the blade.
Looking at the silver knife, it looks like sharp claws of the underworld hanging down from the sky, blackening the air.
Such a peculiar giant knife can be described as both good and evil, giving people a very weird feeling.
Xiang Nan felt a very strange fluctuation, his heart sank slightly, and he immediately released the sword spirit.
As a result, the sword spirit that flew out this time was no longer a phantom of a green dragon.
But a Necromancer Dragon!
The dragon was black, like mist, and exuded a ghostly aura all over its body.
But the eyes of this dragon are bright silver.
How does it feel, Xiang Nan feels, this is like a very upright dragon in life, turned into an undead after death.
It's not evil, it's just dead.
"What a strange sword spirit." Big Snake flew out and looked at the sword spirit in surprise.
"It's quite strange." Xiang Nan said.
The big snake shook his head: "You didn't understand what I meant, I mean, this sword spirit has been refined into an immortal body by you!"
"It takes into account the two attributes of survival and death, and there is nothing left to break this sword spirit."
"Oh?" Xiang Nanqi said, "Is there still such an effect?"
Big Snake said: "I'm sure I'm not mistaken, I'm not the same as it, I'm immortal."
"But it is a state of life and death at the same time, so there is no so-called boundary between life and death."
"I think it may be your undead mixed with this dragon spirit."
"What about me?" Xiang Nan hurriedly asked: "Then I can use the undead ability of this knife unscrupulously from now on?"
The big snake said: "Of course, now you don't have to worry about the undead coming back to you, because it has become your sword spirit, and it won't harm you."
"But its ability to manipulate the undead is correspondingly reduced. Can you understand what I mean? The sword of the dead in the past is endless. As long as there are undead around, it can control them all."
"But now, after it controls the number of undead to the point where it can bite you back, it will stop by itself, otherwise it will have a backlash against you."
"So, that's what I want to express, it has a critical point."
"Well, I understand." Xiang Nan said thoughtfully.
In the past, the Sword of the Dead could be used indefinitely, even if there were a million undead, they could be resurrected. That's because the Sword of the Dead didn't care about Xiang Nan's life or death at all.
In fact, the current Judao still has this ability, but it will stop in time on the dangerous line to take care of Xiang Nan's safety.
"Then where is the critical point?" Xiang Nan thought: "Is it... a maximum of one hundred undead, or one thousand, ten thousand? Can you feel a quantity?"
The big snake said: "You can't see it, but I can see it. There is a gray line connecting this dead dragon with you."
"I guess that the dangerous line is not determined by the number of undead controlled, but by the realm."
"You are the seventh level of Shenwu, so you should be able to control a large number of undead creatures at the seventh level of Shenwu without being backlashed, maybe a thousand, maybe ten thousand, anyway, a lot."
"But if you control undead creatures with a higher realm than yours, then this dangerous line will drop rapidly. That is to say, the higher the realm of undead creatures you control, the number of undead creatures you control will begin to decrease."
"However, the gold content of your own realm is also extremely high, so I will make a bold guess."
"You should be able to control at most ten undead creatures of the first level of martial arts, or about fifty or sixty undead creatures of the ninth level of martial arts, about 300 undead creatures of the eighth level of martial arts, and more than 1,500 undead creatures of the seventh level of martial arts. "
Xiang Nan nodded excitedly: "That's enough! Undead in the Divine Martial Realm are meaningless to me, as long as I can control ten creatures of the first level of martial arts, that's enough!"
Big Snake laughed and said, "Yes, the undead of the first level of ordinary martial saints may not be too brilliant, but if these ten undead of the first level of martial arts are all silver-blooded beasts, they will be very scary!"
"Then how many undead of the second level martial arts master can I control?" Xiang Nan asked. Big Snake said: "At most one! Any more will be counterattacked by the weapon, and the weapon will automatically cut off the control."