In the blink of an eye, seven days passed away.

Each took only one day, Qin Jiuge will be the negative and flipped river prints to master, the rest of the time, are to understand the last type of mountain and river printing.

On that day, when the war with Ye Zhenwu was fought, the latter exerted the great seal of the mountains and rivers, and could use the power of the mountains and rivers to evolve the world on one side, and these means can be called the power of creation!

If it were not for Qin Jiu Song's equally hard work, with the highest force to carry out the highway Hong Furnace, that victory is negative, it is not yet known.

From this, you can see the power of this great art!

However, five days later, with the talent of Qin Jiu Song, the real blood of the basalt weapons was refined, and still could not get its door in.

It was wonderful, and he almost understood it, but he could not always do it.

“Such a lot of art, it seems to require a bit of understanding...”

Qin Jiu slowly opened his eyes and whispered.

However, he is not half the color of depression, a heart has long been as strong as a rock, but the heart is secretly happy, it is difficult to understand, it is more illustrative, this great magic is strong!

"This art is different from the boulevard's hustle, and in the beginning, the boulevard's croodic furnace was taught to me by the Supreme guan, and I did not need to understand it, so I could directly cultivate ..."

"But this art is different, just the natural magic of the true blood of the basalt force, and I still need to understand it first!"

When he turned around, Qin Jiu Song understood, and there was a wonderful thing in it.

Nor does it force, and since direct cultivation cannot be done, it is also set aside first.

"Say, kill Ye Zhenwu, his Qiankun has not yet seen it!"

Qin Jiu Song's heart moved, for Ye Zhenwu this man's Qianjun, even if he, also has a curiosity in his heart.

He said, straight out of the yin martial arts left behind, easily erased the soul imprint, the spirit into it.

“It’s amazing to be fighting with me!”

Qin Jiu Song was excited, excited.

In the middle of the ordination, a pile of top-level stones piled up like mountains, releasing the fluctuation of the malevolence of the Yuanli.

Qin Jiu Song spirit swept, there are thousands of, more than a lot of powerful and full-body home!

However, as the supreme boy of Tai Fung Mountain, and behind him is a holy land giant, it is not surprising.

In addition, the Chinese spirit soldiers have four or five pieces, stacked at will, obviously did not pay attention.

The above-like spirit soldier also has two, one is a cold knife, the other is a set of armor, a attack and defense!

In addition to these, some similar to Dan and other spirituals, the same should be everything.

The page of the spirit seal is also full of three, which makes the Qin Jiu song look like a strange smile on his face.

“Is this paper from God’s elders?”

Qin Jiu picked up one of them, smiled, and took it away.

"It is a pity, apart from these conventional things, there is no other final card, and the upper false ancestors do not seem to give anything to protect their lives?"

After the whole Qian Kun investigation, Qin Jiu Song was slightly confused.

He immediately shook his head: "Say, even if there is something left by the false ancestor, I really don't necessarily dare to, it is difficult to ensure that there is no back hand left!"

"And, most importantly, there is this thing, Ye Zhenwu really does not need other things to keep their lives!"

As soon as I read this, Qin Jiu Song will leave behind Ye Zhenwu, all of them in the Qianjun, and then wave.

The thang!

A dull sullen sound, surging in the nine fictitious halls, sound waves around the beam.

In front of Qin Jiu Song, a statue of Xuanwu appeared, which was ten feet high, which seemed to suppress the mountains and rivers.

If the Nine Temples are not magnificent enough, they may not be able to accommodate this thing!

"On that day, Ye Zhenwu summoned this statue, combined with it, the breath emanating from it was too terrible, and even it was likely to reach the threshold of the kingdom of the prince, and the Yuanli light cover under the statue of the Heavenly Sculpture was easily broken!"

Qin Jiu Song secretly said that for the fierce power of the basalt statue that day, it is still vivid!

“If it were not for the Supreme Furnace Fragments, it would have been trouble the day...”

"Now, Ye Zhenwu is dead, and I have also refined the true blood of basalt weapons, that is, I do not know, I can drive this thing..."

At this point, Qin Jiu Song jerked the true blood of Xuanwu, suddenly shining, a basalt shadow, suddenly emerged behind it, under the control of Qin Jiu Song, and did not break through the scope of the Nine False Temples.

“Effectively!”

Qin Jiu Song's heart was happy, in the moment when he inspired the true blood of Xuanwu, from the huge Xuanwu statue in front of him, there was a sense of if there was nothing!

Qin Jiu Song spirit out, fell on the basalt statue above, in which, even sensed a hazy spirit, very simple, in a obscurity!

“The Spirit of Genuineness?”

He whispered, his eyes shining.

“This statue is a real weapon!”

Qin Jiuo's eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at the statue of Xuanwu in front of him, and his heart became more and more excited.

In this world, the weapons of the vast majority of warriors are only weapons.

To the mysterious realm of the weapon, if there is a background, the use is a spiritual soldier, that is, a spiritual weapon.

For example, Qin Jiu Song, which has always been used, is a spiritual device, the only difference is the spirit class, but in any case, it is always a spirit spirit category.

On top of the spiritual, it is the real weapon!

To this extent, although it is a weapon, but it is also enough to be psychic, but the spirit of the birth is the spirit of the true weapon!

True weapons are extremely rare, even more rare than the above spiritual tools, thousands of times rare!

Even the prince level strong, for a real weapon is also eager, once found the non-master weapon, but at the cost of life, crazy war!

Unexpectedly, this statue of Xuanwu is now a real weapon!

“The Lord!”

Without hesitation, Qin Jiu Song made up his mind in an instant.

The Spirit came out and landed on the spirit of the obscurantly true.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The spirit of the true weapon seems to be roaring at this moment, struggling like crazy, trying to resist Qin Jiu Song.

But you know, the Qin Jiu song spirit of the power of the crown is the same, even if it is powerful, it may not be comparable with Qin Jiu Song here.

What's more, this basalt statue is obviously prepared for the true blood of basalt, and Qin Jiu Song has now refined the true blood of basalt weapons!

“Hm!”

He shuddered coldly, and suddenly more powerful and powerful spirits, from the sea of knowledge, like a tide, wave after wave, to the spirit of the real weapon.

Hip!

A moment later, like the broken glass, the defense of the spirit of the true weapon was broken by the Qin Jiu Song, wrapped in a large number of spiritual forces, and quickly left in the spirit of Qin Jiu Song.

At this point, the true basalt statue, refined!

“Hold on!”

The song of Qin Jiu showed a smile of relief.

After refining, from this statue of Xuanwu, Qin Jiu Song felt a sense of harmony of the same origin, as if this basalt statue, is an extension of its body.

Control the spirit, and the spirit of the true weapon fused, suddenly the whole basalt statue, all fall into the Qin Jiu Song spirit sense.

“Huh?”

At this moment, Qin Jiu's eyebrows are wrinkled!

Today, there are two more, and it is not written in the middle of the night until noon tomorrow, and it is not a matter of updating every night.