But nearly half an hour passed, and there was still no movement from the Xuantian Sword.
Chu Yue said: "Is it because the heat is not enough? This Xuantian Sword is too high-grade, and your flame seems to be unable to melt it."
"What to do about this… "
Xiang Nan smiled confidently, and said: "It's okay, I have more powerful methods, but you need to help me, use your strength to seal this cabin, and don't let the temperature leak out."
Yue Yue said: "It's simple."
She waved a piece of magic light, and completely isolated the small cabin used as a refining room, forming an internal protective layer.
Then Xiang Nan took a deep breath and released the Yang Yan Shenlei from his body.
Once this thing came out, her complexion changed drastically at the beginning of the month. She found that the defensive magic light she released would soon be unable to withstand the temperature of the Yangyan God Thunder, so she could only get serious and strengthen the magic light further, saying: "This , but the World Extinguishing God Thunder."
Xiang Nandao: "Sixth in the list of gods and thunders, Yangyan Shenlei."
Yue Yue looked at the fireball in shock and said, "This is really an eye-opener."
"It turns out that the power of our Protoss can mutate into such a terrifying thing after a long period of evolution in this dream world."
At this time, it was the Yang Yan Shenlei's true self that directly released the eternal fire to burn the Xuantian Sword, and that was a matter of course.
Within half an hour, the Xuantian Sword showed signs of melting.
Xiang Nan nodded in satisfaction, and said: "There is progress, and the next thing is the long refining time."
For refining weapons, Xiang Nan is already very good luck, especially when he has refined weapons many times, he always forges the same weapon, which is his own knife.
In this way, its proficiency is naturally frighteningly high, and even in the process of refining the weapon that requires concentration, Xiang Nan can still distract himself from chatting with Nachu.
There is one thing Nan has been holding back in his heart, and he is not willing to ask the demons unless it is a last resort, and that is the innate heart guarded by the Moyou clan.
Because the Demon Race and the Human Race cooperate, in this sensitive relationship, Xiang Nan is worried that it will create a gap between the two races if he directly asks the treasure that has been guarded for generations.
But now that Demon King Yue Yue is his own woman, there is nothing to worry about.
But the result after the inquiry surprised Xiang Nan.
What the Moyou tribe guards is the "heart of wind veins". This "wind" is just a general term for gas in human civilization. In fact, the wind element refers to the "empty element".
Air, space, and various gaseous substances can all be regarded as a variant of the wind element, so the demons have complex abilities such as space jumping and space shuttle.
But what Xiang Nan didn't expect was that the heart of Fengmai had been lost.
According to Yue Yue's statement, in the history of the demons she knew, the heart of wind veins disappeared a long time ago.
The innate heart is the foundation of the five spirits. After losing the innate heart, the reproduction and lineage of the five spirits will be affected.
The Creator separated the universe, causing the other four of the five spirits to fall asleep. Only the Moyou clan did not fall asleep, because they lost the heart of wind veins.
Moon Moon Dao, after losing the heart of the wind veins, the reproduction of the Moyou tribe became a problem. Therefore, in order to survive, this race had to be divided into two different races, the Demon Race and the Nine Desolate Eye Race, and only then did they regain their reproduction. Ability, but also because of this, paid the price of impure blood.
Xiang Nan was very disappointed. He originally thought that the heart of wind veins was the easiest gifted heart for him to obtain, but he never thought that it would become the most difficult one to obtain.
But now there is no other way to solve this problem, we can only take one step at a time.
After more than ten hours, the new weapon was finally practiced.
Xiang Nan slapped the refining furnace, and saw a ray of light flying out, he jumped up out of thin air, and grabbed the ray of light in his hand.
What caught the eye was an ancient knife with smooth lines, simple yet heavy.
"What a beautiful weapon!" Yue Yue couldn't help admiring.
The temperament of the Xuantian Sword was integrated into the new sword, which made the violence that the sword should possess lessened a little, and made it a little more agile.
Xiang Nan held it in his hand and weighed it, feeling very satisfied. Although the knife didn't look so exaggerated and huge, it was twice as heavy as before!
After all, they are two kinds of weapons, completely fused together.
"It's a good weapon." Xiang Nan also nodded in praise: "It's the same grade as the previous Xuantian Sword, and it's a half-step magic weapon."
"Next, let's refine the body armor."
The feathers of the colorful finch have super defense capabilities, and the characteristics of this defense are very interesting.
It ignores enemy attacks directly in a proportional manner.
If a master with nine levels of catastrophe hits the armor, one-fifth of the damage will be ignored by the armor.
And for an ordinary person, given a hoe, the armor still can't completely defend against it, and can only ignore one-fifth of the hoe's damage.
In other words, if this thing is given to ordinary people, it is basically as good as wearing a piece of broken copper and iron on the body.
But to a master of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, it is a priceless treasure.
Xiang Nan originally wanted to refine a few more sets, but due to limited time, he could only refine four sets in the end.
Xiang Nan asked for one set, gave another set to Chu Yue, and left the other set for the bald master Xiang Nan was most familiar with among the vanguard fighters.
For the last set, Xiang Nan came to the deck with his hands in his hands, and flew towards Feng Luo.
"You put this on." Xiang Nan handed the protective jacket to Feng Luo, and said, "Wear it next to your body. It has excellent stretching power and can be enlarged or shrunk at will."
Nafeng Luo took the protective coat and said: "You should know that I have always disliked you."
Xiang Nan chuckled and said, "How could I have liked you? But in the face of the enemy, our personal grievances are nothing at all."
"Don't get me wrong, I'm only giving you this armor because you are a demon general fighting on the front line, otherwise it's the same for other demon brothers."
Nafeng Luo took a deep look at Xiang Nan, then put on the protective clothing next to his body, nodded and said: "After the enemy is defeated, I will finally challenge you."
Xiang Nan said with a heroic smile: "I'm waiting for that day, I hope you won't kneel down and beg for mercy."
Feng Luo also laughed loudly: "You think too much."
The rest of the demon warriors nodded their heads one after another.
Although everyone does not belong to the same race, they still recognize Xiang Nan's heart.
At this time, there was a report from the magic army in front: "My king, the front is the territory of Baihu Mountain."
The front is a messy nebula, and in that nebula, there are even more intricate changes and countless broken meteorite belts.
If you break in rashly, you will surely die.
In this way, at the beginning of the month, the vanguard fighters of the Xuanwu tribe threw out their invitation letters one after another.
The invitation letter was a token, and the two tokens turned into two beams of arc light, which instantly disappeared into the vast nebula.
Not long after, I saw a burly but exceptionally agile man, tossing and turning from the distant nebula, jumping gracefully on various gravels, and finally came to the spaceship.
"This is the warrior of the White Tiger Clan." Xiang Nan looked at the man carefully.
Both the White Tiger Clan and the Xuanwu Clan are mainly strong, but the two are completely different.
The strength of the Xuanwu tribe is all-round strength. It can be said that they are as strong as a rock. But the white tiger clan is strong, but more streamlined. Although they are extremely strong, their waists are very thin. The entire upper body is in a standard inverted triangle shape. A pair of long and slender legs reflect the proportion of the body to an extreme beauty of strength.