Chapter 363: The Power of the Spiritual Drum, the Claw of Teleportation

"Now that this technique is complete, let's use it to practice."

With a twist of his palm, a red spiritual flame rose up in Wei Zhong's hand again.

Waving his left arm, various spiritual materials on the ground flew up out of thin air and were displayed in front of Wei Zhong in categories.

Putting fire into the furnace, Wei Zhong began to refine the weapons.

After several months of refining, the spiritual materials in front of Wei Zhong were all consumed, replaced by two magic swords and a small shield.

The magic swords are all low-grade sixth grade, and the last small shield is a rare mid-grade sixth grade.

It was made by Wei Zhong who collected the decayed body of the sea dragon wood and concentrated it.

Because it is irrigated by dragon blood, this small shield is still pregnant with dragon power.

As long as the monk's fairy spirit is stimulated, it can affect the monk's soul to a certain extent, subjecting it to the pressure of divine consciousness, further affecting the performance of the method.

In addition, there is a large-scale protective spiritual method inside the small shield. After being activated, it can build a hundred-foot dense forest to block a large-scale spiritual attack.

After looking at his refined magic weapon, Wei Zhong was very satisfied:

"I am becoming more and more proficient in making this ordinary magic weapon."

Previously, Wei Zhong only had good proficiency in refining spiritual bead magic weapons, but was slightly deficient in ordinary magic weapons such as magic swords, magic shields, and magic robes.

However, as the proficiency in refining weapons gradually increases, I have become very proficient in refining these magic weapons. I can also refine them at the sixth-order mid-grade, and the sixth-order low-grade ones rarely fail.

After completing the training, Wei Zhongcai took out the incomplete Shuangyao Spirit Drum.

There are faint cracks on the drum surfaces on both sides, which were caused by Wei Zhong's original experiment in repairing this object.

"Since the temporary repair, this magic weapon has not been used once."

He shook his head slightly, not feeling sorry for the piece of spiritual iron on it for a moment, but peeled it off.

The black ball is also separated.

Since then, the pair of Yao Ling drums have once again returned to their wooden shafts.

Wei Zhong took out the silk Yunguang Iron that was auctioned at a huge price at the Xuanxiao Sect auction.

Spirit iron is white as snow and has a fine texture. If you look closely, you can still find its fine lines like silk.

As its name suggests, this piece of spiritual iron is somewhat similar to silk, as if it was woven by heaven.

After looking at it for a few times, Wei Zhong put it into the furnace, penetrated the fire with his spiritual consciousness, and controlled the red spiritual fire to continuously burn it.

Different from the previous golden flames, covered by the powerful flames formed by this "Five Yuan Dingzhen Technique", the silk cloud light iron quickly softened and then gradually turned into a liquid state.

While Wei Zhong was controlling the flames in the furnace, he was distracted and shot out a series of seals in his hand that flew into the furnace and were imprinted in the liquid silk cloud light iron.

The latter wrapped these seals, gradually revealing green spiritual lines on the outside.

A few days later, a completely different piece of spiritual iron came out of the furnace.

The spiritual iron is blue and white, like a colorful painting imprinted on white rice paper.

Wei Zhong touched it gently with his fingers, and the cyan spiritual patterns on it emitted bursts of spiritual light in response to the spiritual power.

Press hard and the surface of the spiritual iron will be slightly dented.

"good!"

After the preliminary cooking of the spiritual iron was completed, Wei Zhong cut it into pieces, and then burned and forged it into a drum head and a small rope connecting the black balls.

About a month later, a brand new Shuangyao Spirit Drum appeared in Wei Zhong's hand.

Without mobilizing his spiritual power, he shook the drum body slightly, and two small black balls struck the blue-white drum surface, making a thumping sound.

It's not much different from ordinary children's toys, but only Wei Zhong knows how different it is to actually use this thing with spiritual energy.

After the blessing of silk, cloud, light and iron, this double-obsidian spiritual drum has completely returned to the seventh level.

Although it is the most common innocuous magic weapon among the seventh levels, it is also a seventh level, and its power is infinitely stronger than that of the sixth level.

The text on the panel flashes slightly:

[Level 6 Weapon Refining Technique·Master (31%)]

Thanks to the repair of this spiritual drum, Wei Zhong's weapon refining proficiency has greatly increased, reaching a full 5%.

Of course, repairing a seventh-level magic weapon does not mean refining a seventh-level magic weapon, because the weapon refining technique has not jumped to the seventh level.

"Now that we have this treasure, we must experiment with it."

Wei Zhong raised his head and looked outside the cave. Several demonic dragons were entrenched in the sky.

Jin Yanlong led his tribe to inspect the territory here, and the Cloud Mirage Dragon also spread clouds and mist while checking for leaks in the surroundings.

"These demonic dragons are only at the mid-sixth level, so I'm afraid they won't be able to withstand a blow from this spiritual drum!

"Even the stone-armored dragon, which is the best at defense, can't bear it."

The spiritual pet that I finally accepted can't be killed casually.

Just when Wei Zhong had nothing to test his magic weapon.

Suddenly a gust of wind rose from a distance and gradually gathered, forming a tornado across the sky.

Wei Zhong's spiritual sense induction can clearly feel the breath of dragon-like monsters from it.

He flew out of the cave and was greeted by all the demonic dragons around him:

"Owner!"

"..."

Wei Zhong waved his hand, pointed at the hurricane ahead, and ordered Bi Yuanlong:

"Go and find out the origin of that demonic dragon. Such a strong wind is coming towards us. Could it be that it wants to destroy this spiritual land of mine?"

Biyuanlong took the order and left, then returned with a slightly frightened look after a moment.

"Master, that demon dragon is a monster from Qiushuiwu to the west.

"It is a powerful, extremely rare late-level sixth-order sky-splitting dragon."

Wei Zhong looked at the hurricane in the sky in front of him and murmured:

"Splitting Sky Dragon, I think it's Splitting Wind Dragon. Looking at your embarrassed look, the other party doesn't want to retreat?"

Bi Yuan nodded:

"That's right, the other party intends to allocate hundreds of miles around to its territory and accept us as subordinates."

Wei Zhong chuckled twice:

"You are quite arrogant, then let me weigh the weight of this dragon."

With a pinch of his right hand, the seventh-level double-shining spirit drum appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Let's go and take a look!"

Stepping on Bi Yuan's head, one man and one dragon went to the hurricane.

Ten miles away from the hurricane, Wei Zhong found that this hurricane was not an ordinary storm, but it also absorbed all the spiritual energy around it and stirred it into the eye of the wind, just like a large-scale gathering spirit formation.

"Wu, that demon dragon, show up!"

Wrapped in the power of immortal spirits, Wei Zhong burst into thunder, and his voice was transmitted all the way to the hurricane with spiritual power.

Hearing the shout, the wind layer gradually thinned out, revealing the green-winged demon dragon circling in it.

At first glance, it was not much different from an ordinary demon dragon, except that there were spiritual patterns attached to its wings, which rose and fell with the storm, and looked particularly agile, as if it was the source of the control of the hurricane spiritual method.

In addition, there was a pair of dragon claws on the other side, which were more slender and sharper than those of other demon dragons.

Seeing the cold light on it, Wei Zhong really felt that the dragon claws had a sense of cutting through space.

If it fell on him, he would probably be crippled if not dead.

The demon dragon turned around and saw Bi Yuan who had returned, and then saw Wei Zhong standing on its head. There was a moment of doubt in his eyes, and then it turned into understanding:

"I thought why you, the demon dragon, were unwilling to surrender, it turned out that you recognized the human race as your master.

"The human race is weak, and even the methods are learned from my demon race. What's the benefit of recognizing such a master?" The other party obviously regarded Wei Zhong as an indigenous human who practiced the totem method in this demon world.

"But you, the human race, are also interesting. I even felt a hint of threat. It is not easy to reach this level by imitating the method of my demon clan.

"I will give you a chance. Submit to me and I will spare your life. At the same time, I will give your people the opportunity to live in my territory."

Wei Zhong burst out laughing:

"You are an interesting flying reptile. It is you who broke into my territory, why do you act like I am taking advantage of you?"

He clenched the spirit drum in his hand:

"Stop talking nonsense and leave here. I will spare your life. If you refuse, don't blame me for killing you."

Although Wei Zhong really wants to have a late-stage demon dragon to guard the spiritual land.

But if he wants to capture such a high-level demon dragon without injury or light injury, Wei Zhong cannot do it without reaching the state of harmony.

The large amount of life consumed in the process is not worth the loss in Wei Zhong's opinion.

It is better to kill it directly and refine its essence in the future as the promotion resources for his demon pets.

"You are so arrogant. Since you, a human race, are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying that, his figure disappeared, and the hurricane was blowing. A burst of air-breaking sound exploded in Wei Zhong's ears, lifting a few strands of black hair.

Wei Zhong was not moved at all, but Bi Yuan under him was frightened by this, and there was human panic on his dragon face.

Wei Zhong frowned and stomped his right foot:

"What are you panicking about, useless thing."

The other party then put away his panic and maintained his body shape.

Wei Zhong looked up and looked forward to the hurricane expanding outward, his expression slightly solemn.

He reached out and took out the sixth-grade middle-grade wooden shield he had refined.

The previous attack was just a test. The speed of the wind blade was so fast that even Bi Yuan almost didn't have time to counterattack.

"Sure enough, the name of this demon dragon is still somewhat true."

The green wooden shield floated in front of Wei Zhong, and the fairy spirit was injected into it, and it kept growing like a tree.

Branches also grew from the upper and lower ends of the shield, and the branches were bent to form a simple handle. Wei Zhong stretched out his hand and held it in his palm, nodding slightly.

At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air rose again, and wind blades swept towards Wei Zhong.

Bi Yuan quickly spit out water bombs to intercept most of them, and the rest were blocked by the wooden shield in Wei Zhong's hand.

Taking advantage of the gap, Wei Zhong looked at the hurricane that was expanding in front of him, and muttered:

"What is this demon dragon doing?"

These small wind blades were not painful and could not pose any threat to Wei Zhong at all.

"Is it nurturing spiritual magic?"

With a sigh, Wei Zhong raised the double shining spirit drum in his right hand.

The power of the fairy spirit was injected into it, and the green spirit pattern on the drum body suddenly lit up.

Wei Zhong turned his palm, and the black ball rotated with the iron rope and immediately hit the blue-white drum surface.

"Dongdong~~~"

It was not like thunder, but a bit of low muffled sound. Along with this sound, in just a moment.

A vacuum channel spanning dozens of miles appeared in front of Wei Zhong.

Starting from the spirit drum in Wei Zhong's hand, it continued to extend towards the hurricane not far away.

In an instant, it hit the demon dragon hidden in the hurricane.

Then came the continuous "crash" sound.

The hurricane spanning more than ten miles collapsed directly, sweeping across the surrounding mountains and forests, leaving deep and shallow gullies.

When the hurricane dissipated, the internal scene was revealed.

I saw that the arrogant sky-splitting dragon just now had lost most of its wings and was floating in the air relying on its own magic power.

Looking up at Wei Zhong, especially the spirit drum in Wei Zhong's hand, was full of disbelief.

"How is it possible?"

The other party could not understand why this human cultivator with a lower realm than himself could seriously injure himself with such a blow.

The Sky-Splitting Dragon didn't understand, but Wei Zhong was not surprised.

He was naturally confident in the Shuangyao Spiritual Drum that he had repaired himself. The only thing he didn't expect was that the Sky-Splitting Dragon was so weak that he was seriously injured by a single blow.

"It seems to be just an embroidered pillow."

Holding the Spiritual Drum, Wei Zhong planned to cast a spell again to kill it completely to eliminate future troubles.

Seeing the spiritual light in Wei Zhong's hand bloom again, the Sky-Splitting Dragon was really anxious. He didn't try to beg for mercy, but used his only wing to escape behind him.

But how could a demon dragon with half of its wings broken escape from Wei Zhong's palm?

The spiritual light of the Spiritual Drum in his hand bloomed, and in an instant, another passage that spanned several miles appeared.

The speed was so fast that the demon dragon couldn't avoid it. When it flapped its wings, a gust of wind was stimulated by it.

The green lines on the wings bulged, and then they broke into pieces, and blue-red blood drops floated out from them.

These lines turned out to be the opponent's blood vessels.

Blood dripped and fell into the strong wind, which quickly transformed from illusion to solidity, turning into a feather shield to block behind.

However, the opponent's painstaking response could not resist Wei Zhong's attack from the spirit drum.

It only delayed for a moment, and then the Sky-Splitting Dragon slid and narrowly avoided the attack from the spirit drum.

The speed was so fast that Wei Zhong's expression suddenly froze.

"Teleport?"

Wei Zhong confirmed that he was not mistaken. The opponent did indeed cross the space limit in a moment and teleported.

Although the duration was extremely short and the teleportation distance was only a few feet, it did cross the space.

As the middle thousand world, the space barrier of the demon world is much tighter than that of the lower world.

When Wei Zhong was in the human world, he could cut through the space and come and go freely, but after arriving in the demon world, all this was false.

Not to mention traveling through space, he couldn't even tear the space.

The same is true in the spirit world.

But this little sixth-level demon dragon actually demonstrated the teleportation technique in front of Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong stared at the slender claws under the opponent.

He was not mistaken just now, the power was released from the claws.

"Good stuff, if it is refined into a pair of claw-shaped magic weapons, it will be another killer move."

Such magic weapons that can transcend the limitations of space are definitely a trick that can overturn the situation when fighting against the enemy.

Sensing the cold light in Wei Zhong's eyes, the Sky-Splitting Dragon shuddered for no reason.

Turning around and continuing to escape, this time he didn't escape far, Wei Zhong stimulated the power of the fairy spirit to drive the spirit drum in his hand.

The third drum, the fourth drum...

The Sky-Splitting Dragon kept casting spells to teleport and dodge, and the spiritual light of its claws dimmed. He looked back at Wei Zhong, and despair spread in his eyes.

'You, the human race, have endless magic power? '