Qin Shuang threw the Linglong Sword, and the Linglong Sword was inserted in front of Hong Luan. Qin Shuang said calmly:
"Senior said that it is the most precious treasure of our demon clan, and it must be suitable for refining by the demon clan. It took a total of three months for this junior to refine this sword. Senior, if you are an immortal, it shouldn't take that long. Junior will give senior two quarters of an hour. Okay? Just ask the senior to refine this sword in two quarters of an hour. This will prove that this sword is the treasure of the demon clan and it is naturally mine. If it cannot be refined, I ask the senior to declare in public that the sword is not the junior's."
"Two quarters of an hour?" Hong Luan looked disdainful.
"What? Two quarters of an hour? Three quarters of an hour?" Qin Shuang said lightly.
The faces of the other Immortal Lords all showed amusement, but it was a junior seeking to make the wrong bet with the Immortal Lord. And there was a bit of disdain in that look.
A demon clan immortal couldn't help laughing: "Human race, I am so brave. I dare to make a mistake with the immortal. Not to mention two quarters of an hour, even half a quarter of an hour, the immortal can be refined."
Chuan Jue sighed: "Girl, I thought of the Immortal Lord simply. No, I am just an Immortal Emperor, and I don't know the power of the Immortal Lord. Refining the Immortal Treasure is difficult for me, but it's not the same for me. As far as the Immortal Lord is concerned, it only takes a few breaths, I... alas... "
A trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the Demon Clan Immortal: "Are humans that stupid?"
Hong Luan poured out his profound knowledge, enveloped the Linglong Sword, and penetrated out of the Linglong Sword. He wanted to find the sword spirit of the Linglong Sword and then refine it.
Ru Ming's Yang Linglong has fully recovered, can she ever become a deity? Ru Ming's soul outside the Linglong sword has reached the realm of deity. Yang Linglong's eyes were cold and she pinched her fingers.
Changes appeared outside the Linglong Sword, and layers of restrictions appeared, but those layers of restrictions were nothing more than tiny whirlpools. As soon as Hong Luan's profound consciousness penetrated, he felt a strong suction force emerging from countless tiny whirlpools, sucking his profound consciousness into the vortex.
The majestic earthly master, in the entire immortal world, can he stand at the top level. What's more, he is not a ninth-level Earth Master. In his opinion, an immortal treasure can be refined by himself in an instant.
not to mention…
Both Qin Shuang can be refined, and Qin Shuang is nothing more than an Immortal Emperor.
"Suck him?" Hong Luan felt the suction force and sneered in his heart. A small weapon spirit dared to absorb his own profound knowledge. He just took this opportunity to find the weapon spirit.
"Since you want to suck it, I will suck it for you as much as you can."
"Buzz..."
Hong Luan's profound knowledge was poured into the depths of Linglong Sword like the Yangtze River. In his opinion, those restricted whirlpools would be broken by him, and he would drive straight in and directly find the weapon spirit.
But no, he found that the tiny vortex was not broken by him, as if it had not received the impact of his profound knowledge at all. On the contrary, his profound knowledge was absorbed crazily.
"With such a violent absorption, did that human girl find the weapon spirit and refine it?"
Hong Luan's scalp was numb at this moment. He knew that the mysterious black eclipse tellurium overseas was being extracted frantically. This was not because he was actively infusing it, but because it was passively extracted by the Linglong Sword.
Could he be unwilling to do so? An Immortal Emperor of the human race can refine the Linglong Sword, so why can't he
As long as he finds the weapon spirit, he can easily erase the mark of Qinshuang and refine the exquisite sword.
"See if I am strong, don't I think he is strong?"
He went even crazier and rushed his profound knowledge into the Linglong Sword. He didn't believe that the weapon spirit could be stronger than him. Is Qi Ling bluffing and scaring himself
Time passed by breath by breath, and cold sweat began to break out on Hong Luan's forehead. His profound knowledge continued to decrease, like thousands of streams returning to the sect, pouring into the Linglong Sword.
He knew that he could steal the Linglong Sword with his strength, and even slap Qin Shuang to death. But no, if the sword cannot be refined, what's the use of taking it away
and…
The most important thing is that the exquisite sword is not only impossible to refine, but also very mysterious...
"Senior, it's been a quarter of an hour!" Qin Shuang, who was facing him, suddenly said.
Hong Luan's forehead was covered in cold sweat. On the one hand, he was urged by Qin Shuang, and on the other hand, he had not found the weapon spirit yet, but had absorbed a lot of metaphysical knowledge.
"Buzz buzz..."
The Linglong Sword was still absorbing his profound knowledge like crazy. In nearly two quarters of an hour, 40% of his profound knowledge was absorbed by the Linglong Sword.
"Senior, it will only take two-quarters of an hour to take ten breaths."
Hong Luan's face turned ashen, and he thought about taking back his profound knowledge. Then his expression changed, and he discovered that he could not take back his metaphysical knowledge, and the metaphysical knowledge from overseas was being continuously absorbed by Linglong Sword.
That's not a fairy sword, it's clearly an evil sword.
"boom!"
He decisively cut off his own consciousness, and his face showed a trace of pale red. Forty percent of his own profound knowledge was swallowed up by the Linglong Sword. There was a trace of fear in his eyes as he looked at Linglong Sword.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at Qin Shuang coldly and said, "I win! That sword is mine."
There was shock all around, and dozens of immortals looked at each other in shock.
The dignified Immortal Lord actually surrendered to a little Immortal Emperor
Even if you can't refine it temporarily, you can still grab it!
So will you admit defeat
If you tell me, who will believe it
The faces of all the immortals were full of doubts and confusion. The Demon Clan Immortal Lord who spoke before strode forward and said:
"Let me refine it and take a look!"
As soon as Qin Shuang thought, the exquisite sword turned into a stream of light and shot towards Qin Shuang, who was caught in his legs by Qin Shuang. Looking at Hongluan:
"Senior, can I just tell you that the sword belongs to this junior?"
Hong Luan's face turned red. At that time, he also realized that he didn't care about Linglong Sword at first, so he agreed to Qin Shuang. But he himself lost, and if he said it in public, the sword would not be double. At this time, an immortal came to seize the sword...
Did he really not want to care about it, or even thought that Qin Shuang would be killed
But no, if the Demon Clan Immortal Lord came out at that time, he would be slapping him in the face.
Mortals seek face, let alone an immortal
Hong Luan's face turned cold and he looked directly at the Demon Immortal: "He said that the sword was not from the human race."
"If I say it's not human, then it's human?" The Demon Clan Immortal Lord didn't care: "I just said that the sword belongs to our Demon Clan, what's the end?"
"Qin Shuang!" Yang Linglong's voice suddenly sounded outside Qin Shuang's consciousness: "Find a way to get them all to refine it."
"What?" Qin Shuang was surprised.
"He needs mysterious power."
"Senior Xu, won't you help me recover?"
"You have restored your realm, but your Xuan power has not been fully restored."
Qin Shuang thought of the Blood Demon: "What should I do if it's contaminated?"
"Ask the blood demon, those monsters and demons will be fine."
At this time, Hong Luan and the demon immortal were facing each other. Qin Shuang suddenly said:
"Seniors! Anyone can refine that sword. Is it fair? The time is not even two-quarters of an hour. Whoever can refine it will own the sword. But if it cannot be refined, it needs to be made public. Tell me, that sword belongs to this junior."
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