"While using this method has restrictions on time and space, once it is achieved... you can transfer other people's refining weapons to yourself. However, this method is against the will of heaven. Once it is developed, it will lead to heavenly tribulation. Although I can help you secretly, you have to bear a lot of it yourself." As he said that, the paper man raised his right hand and pointed it in between Wang Baole's eyebrows.

Wang Baole hesitated a little, but he restrained himself and did not dodge. After letting the other party's eyebrows fall, a divine thought suddenly came into his mind and turned into a series of mantras and methods of refining weapons.

This method is completely different from what he had been exposed to before, but it seems that it is not the art of the Star Fallen Empire. Wang Baole is not clear about the origin of it, but he understands that this method of refining weapons... is amazing!

"Thank you, senior!" Wang Baole's eyes lit up and he bowed deeply.

While feeling this method, Wang Baole also had his own special understanding of the so-called transplanting of flowers and trees in his heart.

"This is not a place to move flowers and wood. This is simply the same magical power of refining weapons. It is a way to pull the sheep!" The more Wang Baole thought about it, the brighter his eyes became. He immersed in refining weapons for many years, and now he has achieved extremely high attainments, so he can better understand the power of the method mentioned by the paper man.

What made him think that this technique is the most good is the damage contained in it... Think about it, someone else was refining the weapon there, and the moment he was refining the weapon, the magic weapon suddenly disappeared and appeared in the hands of others. The depressed thing was enough to make people squirt blood for three liters.

Especially when Wang Baole thought that he could punish the hateful bell girl with this technique, he felt happy and full of expectations.

"Little girl, do you dare to let me become your war slave?" Wang Baole snorted, looked around, and then rushed straight to an area, which was on the right edge of ten mountains. It was not a mountain or a highland, but a plain.

It seems remote, but it is still very suitable as a place to cast spells for transplanting flowers and trees. After all, even if there is a thunder tribulation in an open area, the range of avoidance will be larger.

Of course, he also thought about whether to approach the bell girl to perform this magical art of refining weapons. In this way, the thunder tribulation could affect the other party. However, considering that as soon as he approached, he would be attacked by the group, Wang Baole could only settle for the second best and chose the place now.

After sitting cross-legged, he took a deep breath and his eyes closed, but his spiritual sense spread. While paying attention, he quickly pinched his hands and began to try the method of moving flowers and connecting trees according to the method taught by the paper man.

The focus of this method is theoretical knowledge. Although it is difficult to refine it in specific ways, with Wang Baole's current attainments in refining weapons, it is not difficult to use it. He only needs to adjust his theory of refining weapons.

This flower-transferring and wood is actually used to thunder tribulation to activate the power of nothingness to achieve the same frequency fluctuations as the surrounding refining tools, like a mirror, but in the end it turns into a mirror image into reality, and the difficulty is here.

"There is some taste that is made out of nothing..." Wang Baole thought, but he understood that he had no time to carefully study the logic of his theory and learn from it. What he had to do now is to follow the mantras and methods and proceed with it in a slight way.

This may not be easy for others, but for Wang Baole, it is still possible to try it a few more times. So after his repeated attempts, two days later, thunder gradually appeared around him.

When the thunder first appeared, it was not so noticeable, but soon its sound became louder and louder, and even thunder clouds appeared in the sky above Wang Baole's head.

This scene immediately made the geniuses on the ten mountains move and looked directly under the dark clouds... the plain where Wang Baole is located.

"What's this person doing!"

"Does he want to interfere with me?"

"Looking for death!" The girl of Lingling showed sarcasm in her eyes. She was very willing to see the other party make such stupid actions, because as long as the other party does this, it would hinder everyone's opportunity. At that time, this person will not only fail in luck, but even his life will fall in the anger.

At that time, the only way to survive is naturally to bow to yourself.

"If this person is still unruly at that time, then he can only give up." Linglingwoman snorted coldly. No matter what war slave she likes in her life, she will be unsuccessful. This is also related to her martial arts. The stronger the war slave, the greater the benefit she will be, and eventually break through to the realm and reach the peak.

This technique has no name, nor does it come from the Jiufeng Sect. It was taught to her by the other party after she accidentally worshipped a mysterious female cultivator.

Once she practiced, she immediately felt the merits of this technique, and at the same time she sensed that the disciples the mysterious female cultivator accepted were not only herself, but a large number of people who practiced the same technique as hers.

"Cultivate Gu...or, is this a necessary practice process after practicing this technique to a certain level?" Although there were many doubts, this technique brought her great benefits. Even the reason why she became a Taoist girl from the Nine Phoenix Sect was related to the blessing of this technique.

So she naturally would not give up. At this moment, while refining the drumsticks, she squinted her eyes and swept towards Wang Baole.

As her mind moved, Wang Baole became more and more skillful in refining. After several failures, he finally successfully grasped some rhythms, and the thunder around him also burst out loud at this moment.

As the explosion broke out, the dark clouds above his head became denser, and even lightning could be seen wandering inside, which was different from the side effect thunder of Wang Baole's previous wish bottle. The former seemed to have some will, while the dark cloud thunder was like a dead object, but its power was amazing.

As it fell down, it hit Wang Baole dozens of feet away, causing the earth to roar. Wang Baole's heart also jumped and felt the destructive power contained in it. But now the arrow was on the string, Wang Baole gritted his teeth without pause, and still made gestures. Suddenly, a series of thunders fell one after another, and burst out around it.

The sound roared, shaking all directions, and also shocked the geniuses on the ten mountains. However, as they observed, they found that these amazing thunder were only within a hundred feet of Wang Baole, without any signs of spreading outward, and did not affect themselves. Although they were still vigilant, they breathed a little relieved.

After all, the most important thing in front of them is to get drumsticks. As long as they don’t interfere, they will not take action because of this. It is naturally better to have less trouble at this moment.

Although no one came to destroy it, Wang Baole's heart was trembling. In fact, the number of thunder falling around him was increasing, the roar became greater and greater, and the power was becoming more and more amazing. Almost a thunder pool was formed around him, causing the ground to circulate in arc lightning, and even affecting himself.

Even though the paper man secretly protected and resolved most of the time, the remaining ones still made Wang Baole's body tremble and thrilling. However, his personality was cruel. His eyes narrowed through the thunder around him. When he saw the mountain where the bell girl was located, his eyes narrowed and a cold light flashed.

"The aura on this bell girl makes me feel very bad..."

With such thoughts, Wang Baole gritted his teeth again, and maintained the rhythm of refining. He clasped his hands faster, making the thunder of the hundred feet around him more dense. While he barely endured it, he finally heard a buzzing sound in his mind one hour later!

Eventually, his spiritual consciousness seemed to be blessed by a force outside the sky, and suddenly spread out and sensed the ten drumsticks being refined on the ten mountains!

At the moment he sensed it, Wang Baole felt a strange feeling, as if... as long as he stared at one of them, he could instantly move the magic weapon he was staring in and change it, and appear in his hands like a flower and a wood!

This feeling was extremely strong, which made Wang Baole excited and suddenly looked at the mountain where the bell girl was!

On it... With the continuous cultivation of Bell Girl in the past two days, the drumstick has basically condensed by 90%, and it seems that it will be completely formed in no time!

Like her, there were also the elegant young man and the masked woman. As for the monk in black and the little girl in the underworld, they were slightly slower, but they only reached the level of 80% solidification, while other drumsticks were naturally slower, mostly at 60% to 70%.

"Time is just right!" Wang Baole smiled at the corner of his mouth, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. When he looked at the bell girl, the woman suddenly turned her head, with murderous intent in her eyes, and even more contempt. She was about to speak, but at this moment, her drumsticks emitted a strong light and were about to take shape.

"The magical power destroys the demon thunder, why don't you go and take this drumstick for me!" Wang Baole raised his right hand, pointed slightly, and spoke lightly.
Chapter completed!