Quick wear: The male supporting actor ran away with a bucket

"Have you ever heard of the secret to refining a spiritual weapon in your life? It's not like you can refine it if you want. I have extraordinary understanding and can only understand it but cannot explain it. You guys Even if a fool learns it, it will be in vain.”

"Crazy talk!"

Seeing Tu Yufan's uncooperative attitude, the old man knew that he could only be tough. After arresting him, he would be tortured.

In fact, they were not sure whether he had the knack, because since ancient times, no one had ever guaranteed that the next thing they would refine was a spiritual weapon.

However, even if Tu Yufan doesn't have it, the old man won't let him go. When the time comes, he will trap him and force him to refine spiritual weapons for the Chamber of Commerce.

While Tu Yufan was speaking, his energy gathered on the last shackle and suddenly broke through. The energy of heaven and earth gathered along the purple knife, and dark clouds began to gather above his head.

Someone exclaimed: "This guy actually broke through to the master level now."

"Stop him quickly, don't let him break through successfully!"

Many people rushed over, boom! ! Thunder and lightning struck from the sky, and the innately perfect man instantly turned into a charred corpse.

The other warriors silently retracted their progress.

The old man looked at this scene in surprise.

"The lightning tribulation that just started can kill Xiantian Perfection in an instant?!"

The thunder tribulations came one after another, becoming more and more fierce and crazy. Tu Yufan's aura suddenly rose. Although his whole body was blackened by the chop, the power surging in his body became stronger and stronger.

Tu Yufan took the time to glance at Feng Chaoyao, who was still sleeping, but he was not woken up.

Tu Yufan equipped him with a lot of protective spiritual weapons, and most of the power of the thunder calamity struck Tu Yufan would be absorbed by him.

Space-time Mirror: "Brother Fan, don't you care about my broken mirror? At least let me wear some protective spiritual weapons for protection, right?"

Tu Yufan: "...What good thing do you think of? If it breaks, it will break. You can just take the soul back when the time comes. Do you still want me to waste the protection of a mysterious-level spiritual weapon?"

Fortunately, the Space-Time Mirror spoke out and used the Xuan-level spiritual weapon to protect this yellow-level broken mirror.

"Hold on, if it breaks successfully, I will refine a better one for you."

Space-Time Mirror: "Wouldn't it hurt if you hit me!??"

Tu Yufan comforted him: "It's okay, Renren will pass."

The characteristics of the purple sword were turned on, and several masters on the scene felt that the flow of vitality in their bodies had slowed down by half. They were all shocked. When the sword was first refined, there was indeed this phenomenon, but it was not as obvious as it is now.

In just a few seconds, the battle could change rapidly. Countless purple rays of light flashed, and thunder tribulations also attacked indiscriminately. Many Xiantian Perfection who lost mobility lost their lives in a trance, and the two grandmasters were already scarred.

Suddenly, a spear rushed from the middle. Tu Yufan felt the danger coming and dodged the attack at the last moment when he broke through the master.

"A heaven-level spiritual weapon is actually held by a grandmaster."

Space-time Mirror: "There is something wrong with the weapon spirit of this gun. You can grab it and take a look. The weapon spirit seems to be a little smarter than the ones you encountered before."

The higher the spiritual weapon, the higher the IQ of the weapon spirit. If it is still the same unconscious soul as before, it will not be able to control the heaven-level spiritual weapon.

Tu Yufan increased the energy input of the purple sword. After charging the spear, his movements slowed down a lot. Tu Yufan stretched out his hand and grabbed the spear. The cold and biting breath penetrated into his palm. Tu Yufan's palm was already dripping with blood.

He frowned, but he caught it at least.

A furry head rested on Tu Yufan's shoulder.

"Dad, what are you doing."

"Playing games with others!"

"Do you still like to play games at your age?"

"Go to sleep!"

Tu Yufan sighed helplessly, raised his hand and touched his eyebrows. The gentle energy penetrated in, and Feng Chaoyao's bright black eyes slowly closed again.

Seeing Feng Chaoyao fall asleep again, Tu Yufan rushed forward and successfully killed the two masters.

In addition to the master who lost the spear weapon, there was also the old man. Tu Yufan stepped forward and looked at it for a long time. The old man's weapon was a hammer. This spiritual weapon required a large amount of energy. Due to the influence of the purple sword, the hammer had not yet been fully formed. Manifested, the old man was defeated by his hatred.

"This hammer is a normal earth-level spiritual weapon."

Tu Yufan quickly put away the hammer and began to carefully study the weapon spirit of the spear.

"who are you?"

"Who am I? I am the weapon spirit of the Blood Moon Gun!"

After repeating it several times, Tu Yufan had no choice but to ask the space-time mirror: "Has he lost his memory?"

"Probably yes, but memory is a part of the soul. No matter how you eliminate it, it will leave traces."

After the space-time mirror finished speaking, he probed a trace of his soul into the blood moon gun.

Tens of seconds later, a voice of compassion came from inside.

"Ahhh! Get out!!"

The Blood Moon Gun Spirit suddenly began to scream miserably, and the broken mirror began to manifest some crooked pictures.

The endless sea of ​​fire, the torn souls, the forcibly fused and burning blood moon spear, finally settled in the depths of the Lian City, a door standing deep in the city lord's mansion.

Inside, it was filled with densely packed wailing souls.

Tu Yufan frowned. Is Qi Lian City their home base?

This is the most prosperous place in the world. The weapon refining associations are spread all over the world and have a good reputation. They never argue with others and only do business in the world.

But it makes sense.

Tu Yufan was still thinking, but the weapon spirit of the Blood Moon Gun suddenly exploded, and his soul was scattered.

There may have been a genius here who was about to have a bright future, but instead he became an ignorant soul who eventually died.

So, does the male protagonist know all this? There is a high probability that he knows it, otherwise this force would not let the male protagonist lead the world's sects.

Tu Yufan left quickly.

........

The Lord's Mansion of Qi Lian City

A photographic stone reflects the scene of Tu Yufan enduring a thunder disaster.

"At least he is a rare genius who can be seen in thousands of years. He can be used as a sacred weapon or even a sacred weapon..."

"catch him--"

The short man spoke in a hoarse voice, seeming to be suppressing his excitement, and his eyes revealed a look of madness.

..........

Tu Yufan felt a chill on his back.

"Brother Fan, you are being targeted, and your soul will become a weapon spirit."

"...The only ones who will be unlucky are them."

His body has been cultivated to the level of Immortal Master, and he has already refined his soul. Although he is suppressed by the world, once he leaves the physical body, the world cannot bear it and will squeeze him out of the world in an instant.

If these people had this ability, they would not be able to reach heaven.

After Tu Yufan left, he saw a reward in a city.

There is a woman drawn on this reward paper, with a cold and familiar appearance.

It is said that the son of the head of the Zhengnan Sect tried to molest this woman in Moyang City, but his right hand was cut off, his Dantian was disabled, and his spiritual weapon was also taken away.

The bounty marked the woman as a master, holding an ice blue sword.

Tu Yufan: "Son, let's go find your mother."

By the way, I asked her for the secret book on spiritual body cultivation written by the master. It was normal to ask for a reward for raising a baby for such a long time.