The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

Penetrating through layers of demonic protection, Hu Xingtong immediately found the Zuo Ya he was challenging. Judging from his current position, he was already on the thirteenth floor of the Gita, and there were only five floors left to reach the top.

Looking at his condition again, it's not bad, but what he's fighting against is a bit strange.

Hu Xingtong cast his gaze towards other floors and was surprised to find that the things corresponding to these floors were a bit too strange.

For example, being thrown into a frying pan, being cut into a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, being whipped and tortured, the more you look at it, the more it looks like something from the eighteen levels of hell.

It’s a pity that this thing does not exist in Hu Xingtong’s memory. Either the rules made him forget it, or this thing was not created by him, but might have been made by his senior.

Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the demon clan's selection of the Demon Lord requires the successor to go through the torture of the Eighteen Levels of Hell. This torture is not something that ordinary people can endure, let alone for cultivators with strong physical fitness and souls. The torture of the Eighteen Levels of Hell can only be more severe and will not be easy.

Thinking of this, Hu Xingtong felt a different kind of pleasure. If he could refine a structure of the same kind, but with the ability to adjust the criminal law himself, and then use it to apprehend those extremely evil demonic cultivators or spiritual cultivators, wouldn't that have a good deterrent effect?

In that case, I might have to make some changes to what I originally refined.

He raised his hand and took out the prototype he had refined earlier, thinking about where to make the best changes.

That’s a good question. I’d better find a quiet place first.

"Lingxian, can we enter the Fantasy Sea now?"

In terms of safety, Hu Xingtong still felt that place was safer, at least safer than near Jita.

Lingxian tried to sense it, and the demonic power spread out, and soon he got the answer.

"Yes, the Phantom Sea seems to have been opened up. I should be able to take you in and out freely."

"Okay." After taking a last look at Jita's position, Hu Xingtong weighed a storage ring in his hand. This should be able to be thrown into Jita, hoping it can help Zuoya.

With a flick of his hand, a powerful demonic energy enveloped the storage ring, accurately penetrating the protective barrier surrounding Jita and flying towards Zuoya on the thirteenth floor. Hu Xingtong smiled, secretly hoping that this ring could provide some help to Zuoya at a critical moment.

"Let's go to the Fantasy Sea." Hu Xingtong said to Lingxian, and then he moved and flew towards the Fantasy Sea first. Lingxian followed closely behind, and the two figures soon disappeared from the spot.

……

And in Gitane, Zuoya, who had just finished the battle on this level, was finally able to sit down and take a breath. As a result, a ray of light flashed, and a dull sound was heard. A storage ring slowly slid down from above his head and stopped only when it rolled in front of him.

"what?"

Zuo Ya was stunned for a moment, then picked up the storage ring in front of him. A huge word "叶" was flashing on it, but it was also hot. This thing seemed to be a storage ring from the East Region. He scanned the things inside with his spiritual sense. There were magic potions, magic weapons, and some talismans, which seemed to be things that could help him.

Then he realized that the word "Ye" might be the "Ye" in Ye Nanhe's name, and as for this burning feeling and these elixirs and magic weapons, Ye Nanhe said that Hu Xingtong was an equipment refiner who could refine medicine and draw talismans. These might be from her hands. So it seems that these things should be the assistance given to him by Hu Xingtong.

Zuo Ya smiled and took the ring. The little thing was quite cute. No wonder Ye Nanhe protected her so much.

After a short rest, Zuoya stood up again and looked at the stairs leading to a higher level.

No matter what lies ahead, he has to keep going, after all, there are people waiting for him.

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On the other side, Hu Xingtong and his group, led by Ling Xian, have already entered the sea of ​​illusions. They are surrounded by dense demonic energy and illusions, but for them, this is a rare place of tranquility.

After groping all the way, Hu Xingtong accurately found the spiritual spring cave where he had seen Lingxian before. He felt the existence of the time gap in the spiritual spring, but it seemed to be closed inside, and he could not perceive any spatial fluctuations at all.

[Xingxing, this place is closed. If you want to go to the time gap to find Gongzu Chenyu, you can go directly there.]

"It's okay. I'm just afraid they'll get involved."

Now that the crack in the time gap has closed, Hu Xingtong can naturally relax. Next, she not only has to break through to the Spirit Transformation Stage here, but also has to complete the refining of the magic weapon here. Time is tight and the task is heavy. She is afraid that if she doesn't go out, all the immortal sects outside will be wiped out.

After instructing the five demons to act freely, Hu Xingtong walked to a corner, took out the materials that Wen Zhao had brought and the blueprint he had designed, and studied them carefully.

She planned to transform the magic weapon into a multifunctional suppression device that could automatically adjust the intensity of the punishment according to different situations. This required not only precise rune construction, but also a deep understanding of magic patterns and formations.

The way that demonic cultivators operate demonic energy is somewhat different from the way that spiritual cultivators operate spiritual power. Hu Xingtong does not plan to use the spiritual cultivation method to refine weapons, but some techniques can still be borrowed. Taking out the complete collection of formations, Hu Xingtong began to study formations and runes suitable for engraving, and was also studying the materials that needed to be added.

Although he had refined some magic weapons for practice before, they were all semi-finished products, and their grade had only reached the heavenly grade. Now they were all in Zuo Ya's hands, so Hu Xingtong could not learn from them or refer to them.

He could only continue to improve and refine according to his own understanding. As time passed, another year of spring and autumn came and went, and Hu Xingtong finally created the perfect blueprint in his mind.

Looking at the banner-like weapon in front of him, a good name popped up in Hu Xingtong's mind: Juying Banner!

Capture the demons and win the war!

Thinking of this, Hu Xingtong felt motivated to refine the magic weapon. He perked up and kept moving his fingers across the Juying Banner. Complex runes seemed to come alive and gradually intertwined into a gorgeous pattern on the surface of the magic weapon.

Ling Xian stood guard silently, his demonic power occasionally brushing against Hu Xingtong, helping him calm his mind and ensuring the transformation was foolproof. As time passed, a powerful surge of magical energy gradually permeated the cave, a sign that Hu Xingtong's magical tool was about to complete its transformation.

Finally, when the last rune fell, the entire surface of the demonic energy suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and then quickly converged and retracted. Seeing this, Hu Xingtong nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that this magic weapon had all the functions she had hoped for.

As for its owner... Hu Xingtong thought of the person who was being tortured in the eighteen levels of hell, and wondered if he was finished now.

"Sister Zijing..." Hu Xingtong turned her head, and the ability of the scanning eye in her eyes had not yet been restrained, but she saw the aura emanating from Zijing, and that aura seemed familiar.

"Are you done?" Zi Jing looked up and saw the man looking at him with a complicated gaze, as if he was thinking about something.