Ancient Dragon Spell

"Boom!"    

At this moment, Qin Feng's entire body shook.    

A strong repelling force burst out, making him feel as if he was being suppressed by a mountain. That shocking force made his bones produce a cracking sound.    

"You only have one chance. If you can't refine it, your weapon won't reach the best quality!"    

The organ sect reminded.    

"Roar!"    

When Qin Feng heard this, he started circulating the Primordial True Dragon Technique even more crazily. He injected all of his energy into the zhenqi, making it look like an endless ocean. . .    

Finally, Qin Feng's zhenqi completely merged into the iron of the stars, and the repelling force became weaker and weaker.    

"Hammer of Tempering!"    

Seeing Qin Feng successfully merge with the zhenqi, the organ sect hurriedly cast a spell and unleashed a thick zhenqi, which transformed into an illusionary red giant hammer in the void.    

"Boom!"    

Along with a deafening sound, the illusory giant hammer smashed violently onto the iron of the stars.    

"Bang!"    

Instantly, Qin Feng noticed that there were cracks on the surface of the iron of the stars. These cracks were still spreading.    

Such an overbearing refining technique was truly extraordinary!    

The huge hammer condensed from the zhenqi, with every swing, one could see the iron of the stars constantly changing, shrinking, and removing the impurities bit by bit.    

"Continue circulating your zhenqi!"    

Waving the giant hammer once more, the iron of the stars was only half its original size. The organ sect immediately let out a loud roar.    

"Alright!"    

Qin Feng responded quickly. He pushed the power of the scale to its limit, and the zhenqi around his body faintly revealed the image of a True Dragon.    

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"    

A series of explosive sounds were heard. Qin Feng's zhenqi was crazily rushing forward.    

"Dang!"    

A clear metallic sound echoed across the entire mountain peak.    

Even Qin Feng felt very tired after instilling the zhenqi with such a high intensity. He began to pant heavily.    

As for the iron of the stars, it gradually began to show its model.    

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"    

Countless profound marks were added to the iron of the stars by the organ sect.    

"Brat, don't interrupt!"    

This organ sect was refining iron of the starss while also being able to divert its attention to speak to Qin Feng. It was indeed quite capable!    

This made Qin Feng admire him very much!    

Under normal circumstances, how could Fighter dare to be distracted under such circumstances!    

"Don't worry!"    

Qin Feng replied confidently.    

All of a sudden, just as he finished speaking, an even more exaggerated resistance force entered his body.    

This force was several times stronger than before, causing Qin Feng's zhenqi to nearly fall off from the iron of the stars!    

"What a terrifying force, how can it be so powerful?"    

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, revealing a trace of shock.    

"Freeze!"    

The organ sect had obviously noticed Qin Feng's condition. It immediately shouted out loudly, and the Hands crazily formed seals with its fingers. It waved out numerous profound zhenqi seals, and all of these seals were his unique weapon forging technique.    

Gradually, the iron of the stars actually condensed into a long sword.    

At the same time, a tyrannical fluctuation was emitted from the fire pillar.    

"Kid, you have to focus! Now that we have reached the last step, as long as you can merge your mind with the iron of the stars, you will be able to easily reach the One with the sword state, and it will bring you extraordinary benefits! "    

"However, just relying on the zhenqi infusion isn't enough. You must use the blood essence to refine it, and only then can you succeed in refining a perfect weapon!"    

"So, watch carefully for me. Every time I draw a mark, you will activate the blood essence to follow and draw! Remember, you must use your mind to fuse with it! "    

In the organ sect's tone, there was a hint of anticipation, and a hint of fanaticism!    

"Alright!"    

Qin Feng did not waste any more time. He forced out a few blood essences and pushed them into the fire pillar under the protection of the zhenqi.