Ling Xuan looked at the nine lords with a smile on his face, as if he was looking at nine moving treasure houses! He came to the Abyss Demon Realm, and his ultimate goal was the Flame Hell Emperor. If he could successfully obtain the coat of arms and refine it into the Waidan, he could refine another one, the natal magic weapon corresponding to the Waidan.
The crystal containing the law of the Flame Hell Emperor must be the Fire Emblem. Ling Xuan knew that it would be difficult to be lucky enough to obtain a fire treasure similar to the Ice Soul.
However, there are so many demons on the abyss battlefield, and most of them are fire-based. If you get a bunch of super-level magic cores, and use the quantity to pile up and produce qualitative changes, you may not be able to refine a powerful magic weapon that is comparable to the ice soul cold light cone. !
Holding the super-level magic core thunderbolt in his hand, he felt the violent degree of energy contained inside. All the lords no longer doubted the power of the explosion of this thing. The ancient ghost said: "The super-level magic core... Although each of our hands has Not many, but there are still two or three.”
"Since the Blood Queen has given the order, these magic cores are useful in killing the Flame Hell Emperor, so we can use them to make thunderbolts. There is no need to part with them." A huge mouth on the back of the Ghost Faced Spider King made a sound.
"Well... making a thunderbolt will consume a huge amount of magic power, and may fail and cause losses, so..." Ling Xuan said as if he was embarrassed, "With two super-level magic cores, I am confident that I can create one. It’s a thunderbolt.”
Although they know that Ling Xuan is ripping off people, firstly, the super-level magic core is really not of much use in their hands; secondly, if they hold the thunderbolt in their hands, they can keep it as a killing weapon, which can be used to kill them at critical moments. A lord-level opponent!
After discussing with each other, all the lords agreed to refine it.
This time, Ling Xuan made a huge fortune. Each lord ordered a thunderbolt, but handed over two super-level magic cores, and the rest was his. Moreover, the demon cores of the beholder and the demon eagle lord, which have not yet been allocated, were also given to him as hard work.
Among the super-level magic cores obtained, the ones with the most fire element are the most numerous.
Ling Xuan planned to keep nine fire demon cores for refining magic weapons, as well as the light and dark dual element demon cores of the beholder demon lord, and the five elements of water, fire, wind, thunder and ice of a five-headed underworld wolf king. The magic cores, plus the original poison and fire dual element magic cores of the Poison Flame Lord, the number of super-level magic cores has reached twelve!
After the previous war ended, this battlefield would be quiet for a few days. Ling Xuan happened to refine the Yin Thunder for the lords. Three days later, each of the nine lords got the Thunderbolt, and they were very satisfied.
Taking advantage of the successful refining, Ling Xuan shamelessly asked for benefits like a beggar. These demon lords have few magic weapons and magic props in their hands. They are almost as poor as the Fire Demon Lord and the Skeleton Lord, but they have as many magic cores as they want!
In the end, Ling Xuan obtained more than a hundred high-level magic cores, more than a thousand intermediate magic cores, and more than 100,000 low-level magic cores that were treated as garbage.
The blood giant lord was very covetous of the rock steel trident as a trophy obtained by killing the crocodile-tailed war demon. Ling Xuan learned that the blood giant lord once killed a lord and obtained a space ring that contained a large amount of hot iron. He exchanged it for the trident. Came here and harvested about forty tons.
The Balrog's Hand warhammer is made of hot iron and weighs about nine tons!
In this exchange, Ling Xuan got a huge advantage, so he gave the blood giant a Divine Sky Thunder Talisman.
In fact, none of the demon lords were kind-hearted, but they still deliberately made friends with Ling Xuan, who was powerful and talented. Otherwise, even if the magic core is worthless in their hands, there is absolutely no reason to give it away.
In any case, after coming to the abyss battlefield and fighting a few times, the benefits were obtained. Ling Xuan was not satisfied yet. He saw the three blood balls flying around the blood mage's head, which were very impressive, and asked him for advice.
The three red blood balls are called "magic balls". Of course, their function is not only to attract wind, but also to store magic power. Normally, the transported magic power can be stored in it and can be temporarily recalled during battle. This is a unique skill of the blood mage, which requires extremely advanced magic manipulation skills!
Generally speaking, few lord-level beings can learn this skill except for blood mages who have the talent to control demons.
Moreover, each magic ball has a limited amount of magic power stored in it, so existences like the Blood Queen and the Blood-patterned Succubus will not be rare. But for Ling Xuan, cultivators have much stronger energy control than ordinary lords, so of course they need to be taught such skills.
It was impossible for the blood mage to teach him in vain. Ling Xuan took out the Divine Sky Thunder Talisman and tried to exchange it, but failed, and then used the skill of Ice Crystal Arrow. Of course, the blood mage obtained the magic operation method of the skill, and what he used was blood. arrow.
Ling Xuan, who quickly cultivated Yang Shen and had extremely strong spiritual consciousness, quickly learned the magic ball!
The inside of each magic ball is enough to store one hundred years of magic power. Three balls equals three hundred years! Ling Xuan spent about a day transporting three hundred years of mana into the magic ball. This was not a waste of mana from the original source, it would only take a few days to recover.
By then, the amount of mana that can be used will exceed seven hundred years!
Four hundred years of magic power from the mysterious ice energy, three hundred years of magic power stored in the magic ball, and the remaining ten years are the magic power brought by the resentment of the undead.
Ling Xuan's Xuanbing Crystal Lotus keeps practicing, and eventually each petal can store one thousand years of mana, for a total of nine thousand years. This is the end, and the mana will no longer increase. However, by transforming into a golden elixir, the amount of mana it can hold can be expanded. The maximum capacity of the golden elixir cannot be compared to that of Daoji.
When a queen becomes an immortal in the future, three magic balls that store three hundred years of magic power are nothing, but they are still very useful to Ling Xuan now!
The only problem is that the magic ball that stores mana will automatically hover above the head. So four days later, three more white ice balls appeared in the sky above Ling Xuan's forehead, just like the summoner Karl in Warcraft, who activated three ice balls.
When the Ice Wings are unfolded, three pairs of wings composed of ice crystals will appear behind you, and three white ice balls will be flying above your head. Ling Xuan feels that this is a bit too exciting...
"You have understood the magic ball so quickly? I never thought that in addition to being strong in physical combat, your magic talent is also so outstanding!" Seeing the magic ball that Ling Xuan practiced, except for the blood mage with three blood magic balls spinning above his head, other lords All a little envious.
Ling Xuan was busy refining thunderbolts, and practicing magic balls, injecting mana, and restoring mana. He never had time to spare. Devier was practicing with the Crimson Hunter these days.
The Crimson Hunter, a lord under the Blood Queen and the Venomous Duke, fights with two sickle-like arms, and can be regarded as a two-sword style. I know that Daiweier is the elf who gave the death mark personally by the Blood Queen. She has been teaching her sword skills in the past few days.
After receiving the teachings of a "master-level" swordsman, Devier became much more proficient in using two swords at the same time.
"I have called everyone together today to tell you some bad news. The investigators I sent discovered that the Flame Prison Emperor left the original battlefield. I wonder if he is coming to this battlefield. It is very likely." Hearing from the ancient times The lord, who was originally very happy because of the information about the ghost, suddenly fell silent.
A demigod-level existence is really terrifying! Although he is only one level higher than the Demon Lord, the difference in strength is immeasurable!
Of course, there is a huge difference in strength between demigods who touch the laws and real gods who master the laws. You must know that those demons and gods can break a continent into three pieces. The battle between the great sage Colin and the blood-striped succubus, Although terrifying, if you let go, you can only destroy a city at most.
"But there is good news. Ling Xuan, you are a subordinate of Grand Duke Linna, the blood-striped succubus. Do you know Randy, right?" the ancient ghost asked.
"The famous Dark Knight, King of the Abyss, Randy?"
There was a surprised expression on the face of the snake witch: "I am the lord under the Spider Mistress, the demigod-level vassal of the Demon God. Among them, Lady Linna is very powerful, and the Black Warrior Randy, the King of the Abyss, is One of Archduke Linna’s top thugs.”
The Scorpion Witch also looked excited. She and the Snake Witch were at the bottom among the lords in terms of strength. They were both in the territory of the Spider Mother. They were more or less the same force as the Black Warrior Randy, but they were different demigods. I have admired this strong man for a long time.
"Ling Xuan is the direct subordinate of the Blood Pattern Succubus. The little girl next to him also practices death fighting spirit. How could he not know about Randy." Minglong made a sinister voice.
"Oh, he is so famous, is he very strong?" Ling Xuan asked pretending to be curious.
"It's not just strong, it's simply terrifying!" The person who spoke was the blood mage. The strange-looking mage said coldly, "The more you kill, the more powerful you become. Randy has killed countless enemies. A friend of mine, Tide The lord was killed by that guy!"
"Randy, the Black Warrior of the Abyss, once fought against the siege of four lords on the battlefield of the Abyss, killing all his opponents, as well as tens of thousands of demons. I have wanted to avenge the Tide Lord for a long time!"
The magic ball spinning above his head brought out ferocious trails of blood, showing the boiling murderous intent in the blood mage's heart.
"If we really have to face the Flame Hell Emperor, and the opponent is a demigod, we are very likely to die, and we still need the assistance of the black warrior Randy." The ancient ghost was talking, suddenly silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Let's go out Welcome, the Dark Knight is coming."
A group of demon lords left the conference hall. Ling Xuan had previously exchanged skills with the blood mage and was relatively familiar with him. He approached him and asked, "Do you want to kill the black warrior?"
"good."
"I've long disliked that guy. For the sake of the magic ball, I will help you deal with him then." Ling Xuan reached out his hand affectionately and patted the blood mage on the shoulder.
"Haha..." The blood mage smiled coldly, "Help me? It's for the dark elf girl you have."
"What?" Ling Xuan was slightly startled, not knowing what he meant.
"Isn't it? The power of death fighting spirit is that killing enemies can absorb resentment and turn it into one's own strength. Black Warrior Randy doesn't know how many enemies he has killed. If he dies, these resentments will dissipate with the fighting spirit, but the same goes for practicing Those with death fighting spirit can be absorbed."
Turning to look at Devier, the blood mage added: "The little guy's strength is only at level seven. He can absorb all the resentment emitted by the death of the black warrior. I am afraid that in terms of fighting spirit strength, it will be close to the lord level. It doesn't take much time to practice. You can be promoted to Lord."
"Is this such a good thing?" Ling Xuan was overjoyed.
"What's the use of being happy? On the abyss battlefield, the ancient ghost as the temporary commander cannot allow us to fight with him. Moreover, there is irresolvable hatred between the lords, and the duel can only be one-on-one. "
"I'm no match for him now. Even if you beat the Crocodile Tail War Demon to death, I'm afraid you'll die if you fight against the Black Warrior. So, put your thoughts aside." He smiled sarcastically at Ling Xuan, the blood mage said Walked out.
Ling Xuan took Dai Wei'er's little hand and followed many lords to the wall of the Black Stone Fortress.
In the distant sky, a giant crow with wings spread up to six meters and a pale white face was flying in like the wind. Randy, the Black Warrior of the Abyss, was sitting on it in full heavy armor, holding the huge heavy sword: the Sword of Death's Sigh in his hand.
The human-faced giant crow flew above the black stone fortress. The black warrior jumped down from the giant crow's back, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, burning with death fighting energy. With the power and momentum that seemed to split the mountain, he struck out from the air with a sword. Cut off.
The power of this sword seemed to stir up the dark red sky of the Demon Realm, and it fell down together. The target was none other than Ling Xuan!