Fighting: Krypton gold becomes stronger, my father, the Amethyst Winged Lion King

"Fellow Taoist, the next step is to officially refine the puppet. I will be responsible for controlling the flames, and I will leave the rest to you."

The materials were all prepared, Zi Aotian said to Taoist Yimei on the side.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Pavilion Master, it's my honor!"

"I hope I can refine a puppet with eighth-level strength this time!"

Taoist Yimei laughed heartily, with great anticipation on his face.

In this way, another two days passed in a somewhat boring time.

"Buzz!"

The space fluctuated for a while, and then a weak soul body was thrown in from the outside by Lord Iron Sword. It wasn't Han Feng, but who was it?

These days, after some torture, Venerable Iron Sword has learned everything. Why shouldn't this kind of white-eyed wolf who deceives his master and destroy his ancestors use it to refine puppets?

"Venerable Iron Sword, what are you going to do before you let me go?"

"I've said what should be said and what shouldn't be said, what else do you want? Are you really not afraid that the Soul Palace will come to trouble you?!"

As soon as the soul body appeared, it let out a series of angry roars full of hatred.

"What's your name? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? Come here to me!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zi Aotian's mouth, and the power of his soul condensed into a big hand, grabbing Han Feng.

"What do you want to do? I'm willing to surrender, why not? I am a sixth-grade alchemist, I have value, I have value!"

It can be seen that Han Feng's little life with Lord Iron Sword these days is not going well. He looks like he has been psychologically affected, which is funny and pitiful.

"Value? The greatest value of a despicable and dirty soul like yours is to be used to refine puppets."

Zi Aotian said lightly.

"What? Refining a puppet? No! I don't want it! Ah..."

In a shrill and unwilling scream, Han Feng's sanity hidden in his soul was also wiped away by Zi Aotian at this moment, and his soul body turned into a black mist of soul origin, and was swept away by the Sky Demon Phoenix. The corpse is attracted and instantly merges into one.

"Shh!"

And as this mindless soul entered, the closed eyes of the Heavenly Demon Puppet, which were made of special materials, suddenly opened. The pupils in the eyes were full of green and red, and there was a faint gathering of wind and fire energy around the body. , seems extremely extraordinary.

"Pavilion Master, these are the required materials."

The Yimei Taoist hurriedly flipped the ring, and then a series of metal objects with a strange luster flashed out of the ring, and finally floated in front of Zi Aotian.

"Good work."

Zi Aotian nodded, and in the next moment, his original purple fire surged out, refining these strange metals into a liquid state.

In the blink of an eye, another nine days passed.

During these nine days, in addition to refining hundreds of precious materials, Zi Aotian also mixed the essence and blood of the Sky Demon Phoenix into it, and finally obtained a ball of golden liquid with a green-red light inside.

At this point, the refining of the Heavenly Demon Puppet has come to an end in a real sense.

As Zi Aotian formed seals with his hands, a slightly weird shouting sound also came from his mouth.

"Buzz!"

As the shout fell, Tian Yaohuang's body suddenly trembled violently, and the soul hovering in his mind seemed to be forcibly shattered by an invisible force, turning into countless tiny light spots, densely scattered. to every part of his body.

As the soul power and the corpse were completely integrated, regardless of each other, the magic core power scattered throughout the corpse also gathered and surged at this moment.

Streams of violent energy surged out from it like rushing lake water, and finally reshaped the meridians along the body and flowed loudly.

"Success!"

"boom!"

As Taoist Yimei's surprised voice came out, a terrifying aura without any emotion emanated from the corpse! “Compared to Dou Zun!”

The figure of Lord Iron Sword walked out of the space with a surprised look on his face.

Unexpectedly, they actually refined an eighth-level puppet!

"It's not over yet. Now I can barely contend with the One-Star Dou Zun without being killed instantly, but if I join these..."

Feeling this powerful aura that far exceeded the peak of Douzong, the smile on Zi Aotian's face grew stronger.

This so-called Heavenly Demon Puppet refining method, to put it bluntly, is to use these metal materials to transform the physical strength of the corpse. Therefore, although the puppet does not know how to fight, it is already the most perfect killing weapon just by relying on its tempered body that can rival the ancient physical masters!

With a movement of his palm, the suspended mixed liquid covered the corpse, and bursts of white mist suddenly erupted...

After a series of previous refinings, the physical strength of this sky puppet in the form of a demon phoenix has reached a very tyrannical level!

The majestic soul power swept over the puppet's body like a wave of water, and the mixed solution was slowly smeared to every part of its body. For a time, the smelly white mist continued to flow from every part of the puppet's body. It spreads out everywhere.

As the solution and the body continued to merge and reflect, the color of the puppet's body began to gradually become golden, and it vaguely looked like a little golden man.

"Golden, demon puppet!"

Taoist Yimei shouted excitedly.

According to the records in the bamboo slips of the Celestial Demon Puppet, the Celestial Demon Puppet is divided into three classes: heaven, earth and humans. The best way to identify these three classes is to look at the color of their skin. The sky is gold and the earth is silver. Man is made of copper,

"What's so exciting?"

"Comparable to Dou Zun's strength, if it is an earth demon puppet or a human demon puppet, how can you let the coffin board of the strong man who created this puppet technique hold it down?"

Zi Aotian said with a smile.

"A strong Douzun, even if placed in Zhongzhou, is still considered a strong person. I never thought that I would see such a puppet that was refined by special means and can rival Douzun's strength in my lifetime."

"The destruction of Black Emperor Sect and Demon Flame Valley really left a lot of good things behind."

Venerable Iron Sword's face was full of emotion, and he was filled with admiration in his heart.

I have been in Zhongzhou for many years, but I have never seen a puppet with such strength as Douzun.

Perhaps, there are still these things left in some ancient ruins?

"Eighth-level puppet! Eighth-level puppet! Hahahaha... Pindao can be regarded as participating in the refining of the eighth-level puppet!"

Taoist Yimei laughed loudly and was very excited.

"Speaking of the good things left behind by the Demon Flame Valley and the Black Emperor Sect, there are quite a few."

Zi Aotian touched his chin, and with a thought, a cold jade box with white mist appeared.

He reached out and casually opened a crack in the box, and a ray of golden light shot out immediately.

"Shh!"

Purple fighting spirit spurted out, blocking the golden light that was about to hit the sky.

An elixir appeared in the palm of his hand, with golden light flowing on it, and two tiny golden dragons constantly circling inside the elixir.

"What kind of elixir is this? It's so magical!"

The faint sound of the dragon's roar revealed the elixir, causing Taoist Yimei's soul to feel momentarily dazed and trembling!

"Is this the legendary Yin Yang Black Dragon Pill? It can't be wrong. Master Feng refined one in the early years. I heard him say it!"

Venerable Iron Sword's face became excited.

(End of this chapter)