"You have lived for so many centuries, have you ever heard of any secrets to refining spiritual tools? This kind of thing is not something you can refine just because you want to. I have an extraordinary understanding, which can only be understood by the heart but not by words. It would be useless for you idiots to learn it."
"Crazy talk!"
Seeing Tu Yufan's uncooperative attitude, the old man knew that he had no choice but to use force, arrest him, and then torture him.
In fact, they were not sure whether he had the secret or not, because since ancient times, no one had ever guaranteed that the next weapon he would refine would be a spiritual weapon.
However, even if Tu Yufan didn't have it, the old man would not let him go. He would trap him and force him to refine spiritual weapons for the Chamber of Commerce.
While Tu Yufan was talking, he gathered his energy on the last shackle and suddenly broke through it. The energy of heaven and earth gathered along the purple thread, and dark clouds began to gather above his head.
Someone exclaimed: "This guy actually broke through to the Grandmaster level."
"Stop him quickly, we can't let him break through successfully!"
Many people rushed over, boom! Lightning struck from the sky, and the innate perfect strong man instantly turned into a charred corpse.
The other warriors silently stopped moving forward.
The old man looked at the scene in doubt and amazement.
"Can the lightning tribulation at the beginning instantly kill the innate perfection?!"
The thunder tribulations came one after another, becoming more and more fierce and crazy. Tu Yufan's aura suddenly increased. Although his whole body was turned black after being struck by lightning, the power surging in his body became stronger and stronger.
Tu Yufan took the time to look at Feng Chaoyao who was still sleeping, and surprisingly he was not woken up.
Tu Yufan gave him a lot of protective spiritual tools, and most of the power of the thunderbolt that struck Tu Yufan would be absorbed by him.
Time and Space Mirror: "Brother Fan, if you don't care about this broken mirror of mine, at least let me wear some protective spiritual tools for protection, right?"
Tu Yufan: "...What are you thinking? If it's broken, it's broken. You can just take the soul back. Do you want me to waste the protection of the Xuan-level spiritual weapon?"
Fortunately, the Space-Time Mirror was able to speak up and use the Xuan-level spiritual weapon to protect his Huang-level broken mirror.
"Hold on, if it breaks successfully, I will refine a stronger one for you."
Space-Time Mirror: "Doesn't it hurt when you hit me?!"
Tu Yufan comforted her: "It's okay, just bear with it and it will pass."
The characteristics of the purple sword were activated, and several masters at the scene felt that the flow of vital energy in their bodies slowed down by half. They were all shocked. When this sword was first refined, there was indeed this phenomenon, but it was not as obvious as the current one.
In a few seconds, the battle changed rapidly, countless purple lights flashed, and thunder tribulations attacked indiscriminately. Many innate perfect masters who had lost their ability to move lost their lives in a trance. The two masters were already covered in wounds.
Suddenly, a long spear rushed out from the middle. Tu Yufan felt the danger coming and dodged the attack at the last moment.
"A Heaven-level spiritual weapon is actually in the hands of a Grandmaster."
Space-Time Mirror: "There's something wrong with the weapon spirit of this gun. You can take it and have a look. The weapon spirit seems to be smarter than the ones I encountered before."
The higher the level of the spiritual weapon, the higher the IQ of the weapon spirit. If it is still the unconscious soul as before, it will not be able to control a heavenly spiritual weapon at all.
Tu Yufan's huge purple energy was lost, and his movements slowed down a lot after the spear finished charging. Tu Yufan reached out and grabbed the spear. The icy cold air pierced his palm, and Tu Yufan's palm was already covered in blood.
He frowned, but finally caught it.
A furry head rested on Tu Yufan's shoulder.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
"Playing games with others!"
"You still like playing games at this age?"
"Go to sleep!"
Tu Yufan sighed helplessly, raised his hand and touched his brows, and gently injected his energy into them. Feng Chaoyao's dark eyes slowly closed again.
Seeing Feng Chaoyao fell asleep again, Tu Yufan rushed forward and successfully killed two masters.
In addition to the master who lost his spear spiritual weapon, there was also the old man. Tu Yufan stepped forward and looked at him for a while. The old man's weapon was a hammer. This spiritual weapon required a large amount of energy to be infused. Due to the influence of the purple hair, the hammer had not yet been fully manifested and the old man was defeated.
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