After Wang An counted all the materials, the magic formula in his hand moved and the spiritual light fell into the magic array; the magic array suddenly flickered, and the spiritual light surged. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth rolled in, pouring into the magic array, and then feeding back to Wang An.

Feeling the pure and huge spiritual energy rushing into his body, Wang An's face turned serious and a low murmur in his mouth. The golden elixir in his body rolled around, and suddenly a mysterious aura radiated.

As Wang An recited the spell, the aura on his body became stronger and stronger, and mysterious golden runes fell into his body one after another and were finally absorbed by the golden elixir.

The golden elixir was absorbed by these golden runes the size of rice grains, as if adding fuel to the fire, trembling violently, and the Sanskrit sound was masterpiece, and the runes surged.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in the eight extraordinary meridians in Wang An's body was like a flowing river, making a clamor, and these spiritual energy rushed into the golden elixir. As the golden elixir rotated, countless strange flames appeared around the golden elixir, and it seemed that the entire golden elixir was burning, and it seemed that Wang An was burning the original source.

At this time, Wang An was obviously in great pain. Every time there was an extra flame on the golden elixir, his whole body trembled once; his face was distorted, ferocious and terrifying.

The bright red is blood, the green is dripping, the purple air is misty, and the azure blue is like a dream

On Wang An's golden elixir, eight kinds of flames were strangely lingering. Each of them had different colors, such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the small three strange wind, thunder and ice, which perfectly merged together.

Rolling, intertwined, surging, it seemed to have no power at all, but there was a trace of the power of the law, and the Taoist rhyme rolled.

He swept his spiritual sense, looked at the elixir fire in his body, and exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air, and then he showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

Then, he saw his thoughts move, and the golden elixir lingering with the eight-colored elixir fire appeared in front of him. The void was shaking faintly and the law rolled.

Wang An narrowed his eyes and pointed his fingers, and a piece of gray ore fell directly on the Dan Fire. As the magic tricks in Wang An changed, the spell in his mouth moved.

An amazing scene appeared!

The elixir fire surrounding the golden elixir swayed, and the spiritual energy around it was injected into it crazily. A powerful force filled the world, and the power of law permeated.

A strong temperature lingers within three feet of the golden elixir. This temperature is extremely terrifying, as if it can burn the sky and boil the sea and burn the void.

The precious spiritual ore was gradually melting, and soon turned into a drop of spiritual light liquid.

"Haha, this secret technique is indeed effective, and its power is so great that it is beyond my expectations."

With a thought, the remaining material suddenly hangs on the elixir fire and gradually turns into liquid. The liquid in the air gathers bigger and bigger, and a powerful spiritual pressure is faintly emitting.

The previous materials were not very laborious to refine and melt. When Wang An started to refine the original materials, he finally showed a cautious look on his face.

Three crystal red stones are suspended on the golden elixir, emitting powerful spiritual pressure and a hot temperature.

This is the spiritual ore obtained by Wang An in the Lingyan Cave, which was stained with the original aura of the Fire Spirit Pearl.

After an extra hour, these three spiritual ores finally began to melt, and the melting degree was very slow, which made Wang An feel panicked.

The elixir fire sways, the spirit ore is melting, and time is passing by bit by bit.

Half a month has passed.

Wang An's cave still had spiritual energy rolling, Wang An's face was a little pale and sweating all over his head.

At this moment, all the materials were finally refined, and a ball of spiritual liquid as big as a bowl was scattered in the void, emitting a surging breath.

"puff!"

After resting for a while, Wang An suddenly opened his mouth and spitted it, and a stream of essence and blood fell directly on the liquid.

The method of refining the mind must be coordinated with the blood in the heart, so that the natal magic weapon can be driven by it like an arm.

Wang An shook his body, his face changed slightly, and he swung his hand and took a few pills with his storage bag.

Then as the magic tricks in his hand changed, the ball of spiritual liquid kept rotating on the elixir fire, illuminating the entire cave.

A trace of gray-black aura dissipated in the air, and some gray-black substance fell on the ground. The spiritual liquid in the air became smaller and smaller, but the aura dispersed on it was earth-shaking, and the spiritual light became more and more dazzling.

The monotonous movements were repeated constantly, tempering the impurities in the secondary material. The material began to flash eight-colored spiritual lights. As Wang An guided the spiritual energy in the air to fall into the spiritual liquid, mysterious rune pages entered it one by one.

In this material, Wang An only has several original materials: gold, fire, earth and wood, such as Xilan, colorful sky-fueling stone, fire crystal, and enlightenment tea. According to records, the Eight Wilderness Swords were to be contaminated with the original eight-series material as the main material, but Wang An naturally reluctant to use the Origin Bead instead.

So he directly misappropriated Xirang and other treasures to replace them. Although these spiritual objects are not original objects, they are of far-reaching value.

Because four kinds of spiritual objects were added, the spiritual liquid absorbed the spiritual energy of gold, wood, fire and earth the most craziest, and the four colors of gold, blue, red and yellow are the most dazzling.

As for the other four colors, it was a little hazy, with only a hint of light spiritual light, and there was no earth-shaking and powerful pressure at all.

A few days passed, and the spiritual liquid suspended in front of Wang An had become the size of a baby's fist, with eight-colored spiritual lights surging, looking at the sacred and vast.

At this time, Wang An slapped his chest and spit out another mouthful of blood. After spitting out this mouthful of blood, his face turned pale as paper, his breath was a little shaken, and the elixir fire around the golden elixir was also swaying, as if it was about to be extinguished in the next moment.

As the essence and blood fell into the spiritual liquid, Wang An's spiritual sense moved and made mysterious magic tricks in his hand, and strange spiritual texts fell into the liquid.

Under the control of the spiritual consciousness, the spiritual liquid gradually lengthened and changed, and it was vaguely visible that the spiritual liquid turned into a rod-shaped shape.

After turning into a stick, it gradually changed and the spiritual light surged. The last three-inch-sized spiritual sword was suspended in the air, and the eight-color spiritual light surged.

The sword looked like the wings of the cicada, without any spiritual pressure. It looked amazing and seemed to have no magic weapon.

“Buzz!”

As the spirit sword took shape, Wang An shook and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. The breath on his body shook and fell directly from the fifth level of the golden elixir to the fourth level of the golden elixir. Not long after he advanced to the middle stage, this time it fell directly.

The elixir fire on the golden elixir seemed to dissipate all the heat at this moment and was about to be extinguished.

If other monks were here, they would be shocked when they saw Wang An's appearance.

Wang An's origin has been damaged, and now he can't even maintain his realm.

"Ahem, there is one last step! How can I give up!"

Wang An coughed violently, his face pale, and he opened the storage bag again and took out several bottles of pills, and poured them directly.

After taking a few pills, after a while, Wang An's aura stabilized and no longer rose or fall.
Chapter completed!